I summoned the Fourth Scourge in Warhammer

Chapter 67: The Great Method of Disintegration of Demons
One day later, at the rest area.

Just then, a group of new players stumbled in through the portal, their eyes filled with bewilderment and curiosity about the new world. Just as a pair of veteran players were about to take the newcomers out for some fun, Li Yongsi's appearance attracted most of their attention.

After all, this was the first time any player had ever seen someone in the iconic red robes of a mechanical priest; other players were also seeing someone in such a distinctive attire in a public area for the first time. Li Yongsi carried a metal box in his hand and walked steadily toward the crowd.

"Come on, bro, give this a try!" Li Yongsi opened the box in his hand, inside was a brand new set of armor, pure black in color, with sharp lines, looking both simple and full of power.

The players immediately surrounded it, asking curiously, "What is this thing?"

"This game even has a job change system? Dude, how did you become a mechanical priest?"

“This is a shell armor specially designed for players,” Li Yongsi said, opening the box to show the various parts of the armor. “Its main function is to make it easier for you to apply medicine.”

“As for how I became a mechanical priest,” Li Yongsi paused, then said expressionlessly, clearly his previous experience had tormented him greatly, “I did a whole set of complex problems that mixed philosophy and mathematics, spent two hours performing a ritual to communicate with the machine spirit, and finally designed this armor… and I was just an apprentice.”

"Holy crap, this is hardcore? Do you really have to study mechanics and math to become a mechanical priest?" one player exclaimed.

"I'm scared. I'll just stick to being a regular soldier." Another player rubbed his arms and shivered.

Li Yongsi coughed twice, trying to steer the conversation back on track: "So, any brothers want to try on this brand-new armor? It needs to be mechanically modified, and only those with a brain-computer interface are welcome. This is high-tech; once the connection is established, it can automatically inject the drug with a thought, turning you into a superman on the spot!"

"I'll give it a try!" [Name? Haven't thought of a name yet], who was the first to realize that players could increase their combat power by using potions, excitedly stepped forward.

“Take off your bulletproof armor, I’ll help you put it on,” Li Yongsi said, as he took out the various parts of the armor shell from the box one by one. He didn’t rush to start, but instead took out a book called “Complete Guide to Machine Soul Soothing and Equipment Maintenance” from his pocket, turned to a page, and followed the diagrams and runes on it, his movements precise and slow.

With a series of soft hisses from the hydraulic transmission and the precise clicks of metal parts meshing together, Li Yongsi carefully donned the chest armor, arm armor, leg armor, and helmet of the armored vehicle, naming each piece as it was. Occasionally, he would lightly tap a connection with his finger, seemingly sensing the feedback from the machine's spirit, or simply ensuring a perfect fit. The armor was remarkably simple, pure black, without any unnecessary embellishments. A small backpack was integrated into the back, and the helmet featured a gas mask connected to the backpack.

With a final, soft "click," the shell closed completely. The man took a deep breath and felt his connection to the shell through the brain-computer interface.

"How are you feeling? Is anything unusual?" Li Yongsi asked.

“It’s alright,” Mingzi said, stretching his limbs and making a slight grinding sound from the metal joints. “It’s just a bit heavy.”

“Due to cost considerations, this shell armor is very simplified. The communication and automatic sensing systems have been removed, and the life support system has been replaced with a simple gas mask. The limited power available is used to ensure the smooth injection of liquids,” Li Yongsi explained. “It only has the functions of injecting liquids and purifying the air.” “Now, start the injection.”

The name flashed in his mind, and he felt a series of sharp pains on his back as a cold liquid was injected into his body under high pressure. This was followed by an indescribable surge of violent energy. The heaviness he had felt vanished instantly, replaced by an illusion of incredible lightness and explosive power.

His senses instantly sharpened several times over; even the finest dust motes floating before his eyes or distant whispers could not escape his perception. A cool sensation swept through his mind, and his thoughts became clearer than ever before. He gathered and processed all information rapidly, as if the whole world had slowed down.

"How are you feeling?" Li Yongsi's voice came through, sounding exceptionally clear to his ears.

“I feel…very good.” The name exhaled, and the breath seemed to carry warmth.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and shouted, "Three guys, come and fight me!"

Veteran players chuckled, "You called for three right off the bat? Looks like you've got a pretty high opinion of yourself."

"Brothers from Class 7, stop watching and go get him!"

Soon, three veteran players stepped forward and set up their formation in the open space in the center of the rest area. The surrounding players consciously stepped back, forming a circle, excitedly awaiting this unequal contest.

With Li Yongsi's shout of "Begin!", the battle officially began.

The three players in the arena were almost simultaneously startled by Name's speed. In less than a second, Name had covered fifteen meters, pouncing on the player closest to him like a predatory beast. That player reacted quickly, crossing his arms to protect himself, attempting to defend vitals. Name's fist, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed heavily into his arm. Although Name's first attack successfully struck a non-lethal area, a clear cracking sound came from the player's arm bone. He groaned and staggered, almost falling.

The players immediately realized their opponent's overwhelming strength, so they pounced without hesitation, disregarding fairness and only wanting to restrain the monster. The first player, enduring excruciating pain, clung tightly to Name's leg, while the second player lunged at his upper body, attempting to entangle him. However, empowered by the potion, Name's strength was beyond imagination. He struggled only slightly before kicking away the player clinging to his leg, then retaliated with a powerful elbow strike to the temple of the player entangled in his upper body. Both were swiftly rendered incapacitated and collapsed almost simultaneously, but this gave the third player a precious moment.

The third player, knowing the opportunity was fleeting, mercilessly struck Name's neck with his elbow, the movement utterly unrestrained, clearly aimed to kill. Such a full-force blow would bend even an iron bar. However, Name seemed oblivious, his neck merely tilting slightly, showing not a trace of pain. Then, like a ghost, he delivered a spinning kick, striking the third player squarely in the chest, sending him flying like a rag doll, crashing heavily against the wall before slid limply to the ground.

The entire battle, from start to finish, lasted only seven or eight seconds.

(End of this chapter)