Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

"You clearly already know my identity, but you still handed the quest item to me. You're really underestimating me."

Remiel was a little unhappy. He took out the blueprint and put it in his pocket.

"I rarely resort to violence, but if you underestimate me for that reason, you'll suffer greatly."

"As a senior, I will teach you a good lesson today."

The camera swayed up and down, and actually nodded up and down like a person, which looked a bit strange, but also a bit dazzling.

"Senior Remiel, I'm looking forward to your performance."

The cold electronic sound smoothed out the emotion in the tone, making it sound somewhat sarcastic, and the echo continued to float in the square.

The moment the sound fell, the platform under Remiel's feet also roared.

The entire platform was twisted and disrupted as if by magic.

Then, the Rubik's Cube began to deform violently, as if it were crushed by a giant hand...

The ground sank downwards, forming a smooth hemisphere.

There was a sudden rustling sound from above my head.

Remiel suddenly looked up and found that countless combat units were pouring down from the passage above, as densely packed as a beehive that had been poked.

Remiel dodged hurriedly, and the next series of collisions sounded right where he had been standing.

The hound-sized spider combat robots, the medium-sized robots armed with pulse weapons, and the heavily armored barrier robots adjusted their positions almost the moment they landed.

Spider and his men climbed along the walls, covering any exposed walls in the space like military blankets.

The medium-sized robots adjusted their positions, the barrier robots protected their bodies, and their cold muzzles and scarlet mechanical eyes all locked onto Remiel.

They did not open fire immediately, but at this moment they had formed a layered and impenetrable encirclement.

The murderous aura is as if it were real.

A hint of coldness flashed in Remiel's eyes.

"If you want to keep me with just this scrap metal, then come and try it."

Remiel moved, his figure like a ghost.

Chi chi chi——

In the dim environment, dense pulse bullets fired at the same time, and fleeting trails of light intertwined into a web of death.

This is why this enclosed space was chosen to be hemispherical.

They can suppress Remiel better.

But Rainier seemed to be able to predict the trajectory of the ball and made this extreme dodge while running.

He dodged the bullets and was rapidly approaching the side where there were relatively fewer people.

But this scarcity is only relative. After all, robots are very dense in this environment. In fact, there are still many people in the sparsest places.

However, once they get close, the robots won't be able to fire as recklessly as they do now.

He dodged the sliding tackle and then shot.

He took advantage of the situation and kicked away all the spider robots that pounced on him.

Clang!

He blocked the alloy arm that the Barrier Robot was trying to grab, used the force to turn over, and smashed his elbow hard on the sensor on the robot's head. Then he squeezed his right hand, placed the grenade into the Barrier Robot's head, and kicked it out suddenly.

boom!

The flames of the explosion directly scattered the robots.

A gap was blown in the original formation, and Remiel went upstream like a ghost in the firelight.

He dodged several pulse bullets by moving his body left and right.

Pinch and twist.

The humanoid mecha froze in its tracks, the pulse weapon in its hand having been snatched away.

Remiel raised the gun with one hand and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang.

A precise triple hit.

He shot the wall robot and two spider robots in the head that were about to pounce on him.

But after doing all this, without even taking a breath, he immediately pushed his body forward and ran away for a long time.

The place where he was originally dodging was crossed by several clearly visible beams of light.

Not only did it fail to hit itself, but it also accidentally injured a lot of robots.

The robots pierced by the pulse bullets exploded into a large number of fragments at the same time.

Although Remiel dodged it, he was shocked because there was a certain amount of luck involved in this dodge.

The pressure is on.

If he had not been told to speed up at the end and instantly reach his speed limit, his flesh and blood would have been blown apart if he was just grazed by a bullet, and the protective armor he wore on his skin would not be able to block such a penetrating attack.

Before he could catch his breath, the next round of attack came and blocked him.

……

In the main control room.

All members of the research team devoted part of their attention to the capture plan which was completely organized by the Hound team.

ASSAULT-05's capture success rate has increased from the initial 77% to 92%.

To be more precise, after Remiel directly entered this enclosed space, the success rate of capture soared from 70% to 90%, which is the main growth range.

[Based on the data, the key to capturing target ASSAULT-05 is to limit the opponent's high mobility.]

[Attempting to retest the opponent's data limits through a serious threatening attack...]

After entering the underground enclosed space, the Hound Type 1 simulated the identity and tone of Noah and others to communicate with Remiel, and at the same time deployed a large number of general combat robots not to be able to block them, but to further test the opponent's combat habits and data.

At the same time, the main interface also reflects in real time the pre-reading function of the Hound Type 1 combat system. As the battle progresses, the specific effects will be adjusted according to combat habits.

Perhaps Remiel himself only had a vague feeling that it was becoming increasingly troublesome to deal with and that it was becoming increasingly difficult to find opportunities.

But in fact, according to the specific data, his number of shots per unit time dropped from 50% to 15%, and most of the time he was passively in a defensive posture.

This change in data proves that the Hound team is in control of the rhythm and the initiative, and this change in initiative is directly reflected in the success rate of capture.

Virgil and Delayak were very excited watching this scene.

Although the main mission this time is to protect the blueprints, if they can directly capture the invader, it will also demonstrate their ability. From another perspective, capturing the person can obtain more intelligence, and the future is bright.

They were a little excited, looking at the logical link of the current Hound I type.

Through more threatening predictive attacks, it is actually possible to effectively control the opponent's offensive rhythm.

This is the more meaningful part of this experiment and the part that is more controlled by the main AI.

However, as time went on, Virgil and Delayak's expressions became serious.

The scene was deadlocked.

The robot army was unable to capture Remiel. Instead, Remiel destroyed many combat robots, requiring constant replenishment.

The shooting efficiency, which was originally suppressed, also showed a trend of rebounding.

But this is not the key point that Virgil and Deliat are worried about. The fact is that there is a clear trend that something is wrong in the situation, but the capture success rate assessment of the Hound team's combat system is still slowly rising.

This is obviously a bug.

How about asking Ava or Noah to check it out?

Virgil winked at Delayak.

Delayak glanced at Virgil, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Noah, isn't the success rate a little off this time?"

"The situation doesn't seem... good at the moment?"

Deliat put it mildly.

Noah looked up and took a quick look. "It's okay, it's normal. Delayak, you have to have confidence in the robot you put together."

"Oh, okay."

Delayak responded without saying anything else.

Although he personally designed and completed the optimization and transformation of a bionic robot, he himself believed that the plan should be his masterpiece.

But one thing is one thing, an excellent design does not mean combat effectiveness. Even if it has formed combat effectiveness several times, it does not mean that it will not have problems. Even if there are no problems and it is a successful product, it does not mean that it can directly reverse the disadvantages of the robot when it has no AI control.

……

"I've adapted to it."

Remiel felt that his body was now fully mobile, energy was flowing through his body, and his condition had never been better.

Even though he hasn't released the boundaries yet, he still has some of the feeling of releasing the boundaries.

Perception ability and flexibility have been greatly improved.

It is this pressure that promotes my transformation.

"I appreciate your help, Junior."

Remiel smiled.

At the beginning, he needed to maintain his speed at the limit in order to avoid various pre-aimed gunshots. At one point, his dodging speed and direction were even predicted, and he narrowly escaped death several times.

But right now, speed isn't the issue.

Disrupting the opponent's observation and predicting the opponent's attack timing can actually make him dodge more calmly.

He moved through the fighter jets as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden, aiming casually at vital points. The robots behind him sprayed ammunition in other directions, causing even greater damage than Remiel's own attacks.

Suddenly, all the combat robots stopped at the same time.

In the smoke, Remiel stood proudly, looking indescribably relaxed and at ease.

"Junior, your idea is great. As long as they aren't bionic robots imitating humans, I won't be able to target them. So use all combat robots to target me. But unfortunately, the gap in strength cannot be made up by numbers."

"I played with you guys for a while longer in order to improve myself."

"Now, the farce is over."

When he said the last sentence, the figure of Remiel standing in the original place suddenly twisted and disappeared. It turned out that what was left in the original place was just a projection.

The real Remiel had already jumped high and approached the secret door. He waved his hand casually to turn on the camera.

"I've taken the blueprints with me. No need to send them back."

While dealing with these combat robots, Remiel also observed the passage above. Although the surface of the passage was smooth and almost frictionless, there were secret doors where these robots came out. As long as he could enter the secret door, he would naturally have the opportunity to leave here.

Then his figure fell into the passage.

After two seconds of silence.

Bang.

Remiel flew backwards at a faster speed and fell heavily to the ground.

[Data collection complete. Field testing begins.]

Cold electronic music echoed in the venue.

"I see. Is there an ambush?"

Remiel, who had fallen to the ground, jumped up without hesitation, and looked ahead with a vigilant look. The attacker who was supposed to appear there had disappeared.

A strong sense of crisis came from behind him.

It's a premonition of death.

At the critical moment of life and death, Remiel also burst out all his strength, dodging to the side, like a rabbit.

But his moving body was suddenly pulled back.

A big hand grabbed his neck and pulled him back like a sack, hanging in the air.

Only at this time did Remiel have the opportunity to see his opponent clearly.

It is a robot with a special shape. Its right arm is much thicker than that of ordinary power-type combat robots. However, due to its large size, it creates the illusion of being slender and agile.

A matter of life and death.

Remiel exploded directly, removing the boundaries.

With one hand, he grabbed the arm that was locking his neck, and with the other hand, he grabbed the robot's forearm. He exerted force with his waist and kicked forward, ready to break the robot's arm directly.

Even if you can't kick it in half, you can still gain some breathing space.

Bang bang bang.

Remiel's pupils contracted.

After the boundaries were lifted, its speed and strength increased significantly, and his kick was intercepted by the other hand of the robot in front of him.

After being intercepted, he adjusted his route and attacked again, but the bionic robot in front of him seemed to have known his thoughts and accurately intercepted the position where he wanted to kick.

This happened three times in a row.

If the first time was because I chose a relatively simple and straightforward approach, which was anticipated by the other party, then the next two times I adjusted the position and angle of the washing machine, which shouldn't be the case...

"Not good, he saw through my fighting intentions."

Remiel struggled violently, but he didn't kick at the same time. The strength in his hands was in a stalemate with the robot, and he couldn't break free for a while, and his throat was stuck.

There was a heavy sound of machinery running beneath him, and a huge, multi-jointed mechanical arm slowly rose up, its end connected to a transparent capsule filled with dark blue liquid.

The door of the transparent capsule cabin opened, like a crystal coffin, with strands of pipes extending out from it.

An icy chill instantly ran through Remiel's spine.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Senior."

A powerful suction force came from under my body!

Remiel tried desperately to grab something, but he was pinned down by the robot and pressed into the capsule.

The dark blue liquid instantly submerged him, and cold nanorobots drilled into his mouth, nose, and pores. His consciousness was like a kite with a broken string, quickly swallowed by the darkness.

Before he completely lost consciousness, in his last blurry vision, he saw several mechanical claws extending from the end of a pipe, accurately pulling open his clothes, picking up the drawings, and retracting into the darkness.

Remiel couldn't understand why the robot in front of him was so strong. It wasn't much stronger or faster than the other robot, but it made him feel suffocated...

Soon, he could no longer think and fell into a deep sleep.