(This Chapter may be a bit graphic. Please be ntally prepared before reading.)
More and more people filled the venue, and the target of the assassination—the Tier Three Knight—had already arrived.
This Knight wasn’t seated in one of the booths, but rather in the main area.
This was the section of the rooftop that extended out from the stairs, where an open-air stage had been set up.
As the crowd of arrivals grew, the party officially began.
"Ladies and gentlen, welco to the Jiuxin Prosthetics Club!"
"I’m your host for tonight, and you can call ... Divine Power Bull!"
"Next up, we’ll start the first ga of the party: Random Spotlight!"
"Please, dance to the music! The spotlight will roam randomly across the venue, and when the music hits its peak, the spotlight will lock onto a location."
"Once it locks, the guest under the spotlight can do whatever they want! As long as the cheers from the crowd reach eighty decibels, you will win a sponsorship from the club—a random A-Class Prosthetic Body, as well as a special A-Class Prosthetic Body, the Divine Iron Bull, provided by our sponsor, Liu’s Heavy Industries!"
As the host hyped up the crowd, the atmosphere grew increasingly electric.
Lin Qi hadn’t expected to hear the na of Liu’s Heavy Industries even here.
It was clear that Liu’s Heavy Industries had built quite a reputation in the production and manufacturing of Prosthetic Bodies.
A famous electronic track from the Cyber World, "GIRL AND GAY GAY," began to play on the rooftop.
The "sphere" that Lin Qi was disguised as also began to dance seductively to the music. You couldn’t tell at all that he was here on an assassination mission.
In an instant, many eyes in the booth area were drawn to this most popular Ms. Sphere.
Exceptional knowledge, a sultry voice, a fiery dance, a full and streamlined spherical Prosthetic Body...
Radiating charisma, she attracted far too much attention.
His Spiritual Vision silently activated. The Martial Arts were just the result of a loaded chip; Lin Qi’s focus was locked on the target.
At the sa ti, he also spotted a certain sad, 1.58-ter-tall Golden Knight.
King Arthur was directly below the target, while the Tier Three Knight from the Round Table Conference was dancing passionately, happily interacting with the Asian-style won around him.
As a Tier Three Knight, he was completely unconcerned that his subordinates’ mission had failed today.
According to the rules of the European Administrative Region, vacation ti was protected by God; nothing could interrupt a vacation.
After all, the mission to assassinate Liu Xingzhou had been successfully completed. Even God couldn’t bla them for that.
The music gradually built to its climax, and the swaying spotlight was about to lock on.
Finally, with Guang Ling’s intervention, it locked onto the Tier Three Knight and his female companions.
Screams erupted one after another as the crowd urged the Lucky One under the spotlight to put on a thrilling performance.
The Knight from the European Administrative Region was far more uninhibited than the "natives" of Greenfield City.
The Knight passionately pulled the cyber won around him close, kissing them one by one, and then...
An even more eye-searing scene unfolded.
But the plan Guang Ling had arranged for Lin Qi was already quietly falling into place.
Lin Qi’s Spiritual Vision was completely unable to bypass a Tier Three Extraordinary Professional’s body to interfere with their internal systems.
Spiritual Vision couldn’t even produce a see-through effect on a Tier Three Extraordinary Professional.
The Spiritual Power of the Knight Profession wasn’t weak.
But being unable to control the Tier Three Knight’s cells and blood didn’t an Lin Qi couldn’t control the won by his side.
While the Tier Three Knight was passionately kissing them one by one, Lin Qi fired off one Rapid Growth after another.
After receiving Lin Qi’s Rapid Growth, the won’s oral epithelial cells were silently transferred into the Tier Three Knight’s body through their mouths.
The differentiation target Lin Qi set was very simple.
’Give a cancerous version of Rapid Growth.’
’Then a helping of fat.’
’And so white blood cells.’
’And then so...’
After these oral epithelial cells entered the Tier Three Knight’s body, the pre-applied Rapid Growth took effect.
Under the spotlight, the Tier Three Knight, who had been enjoying the pleasure of the Iron Bull, suddenly felt nauseous.
He looked down, pushed the woman beside him away, and began to vomit into a garbage chute.
Tumorous tissue, pale yellow fat, and an unidentifiable fluid mixed with a thick, white substance poured madly from his mouth.
The abilities of a Wizard were absurd.
During their differentiation, the cells seed to require no nutrients at all. Even though the Tier Three Knight had vomited up a great deal, a massive number of cells continued to differentiate wildly in his stomach and intestines.
If the Knight’s degree of prosthetic implantation had been higher, if his digestive system had also been replaced, these wildly differentiating cells might not have been so lethal.
The problem was, this Knight’s digestive system was not a prosthetic.
The ever-increasing mass in his stomach burst through the stomach wall.
Massive internal bleeding began.
Bright red blood appeared in his vomit.
As the ruptures appeared inside his body, the strange cells Lin Qi had directed to differentiate—white blood cells, macrophages, and the like—began to take effect.
Relying on his formidable physical constitution, the Knight managed to withstand the first wave of cell differentiation.
But when those strange cells entered his bloodstream through the ruptured stomach wall, sothing even more terrifying happened.
Countless bizarre cells road through his body, differentiating.
The Knight’s powerful immune system kicked in, triggering... a cytokine storm.
Before the storm could even begin attacking his own body, the debris in his blood began to accumulate.
Blood vessels burst, and strange differentiation byproducts began to appear in his head.
Strange cells erupted from the Knight’s various orifices, gushing out hundreds of pounds of matter before the cell differentiation finally ceased.
"What’s wrong with him?"
"How did this handso little guy from the European Administrative Region... burst like a juice box?"
"Burst with juice? He’s oozing pus, isn’t he?"
In less than two minutes, a Tier Three Knight was dead, just like that.
He didn’t even know how he died.
From beginning to end, he hadn’t used even a fraction of his power as a Knight.
A few minutes later, a flying vehicle bearing the na "Intercontinental Stability Trauma Ergency Company" arrived on the rooftop.
This Knight was a Black Gold Level mber, the sa tier as Lin Qi.
The mont his vitals beca unstable, the Intercontinental Stability Trauma Ergency Company had dispatched a team.
The team even included six A-Class Prosthetic Implanters.
Unfortunately, the Intercontinental Stability Trauma Ergency Company was too late.
The A-Class Prosthetic Implanters stared at the ruptured, mutilated human remains on the ground and the pile of A-Class Prosthetic Bodies scattered amidst the minced at, and all of them fell into a contemplative silence.
’Is this salvageable?’
After searching for a long ti, the team from the Intercontinental Stability Trauma Ergency Company couldn’t even find an intact brain in the aty pulp.
In the end, they could only declare him dead.
The Intercontinental Stability Trauma Ergency Company initiated the death compensation process for a Black Gold Level mber.
...
Inside the garbage chute, King Arthur was on the verge of a ntal breakdown.
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