This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 187 Scalpel
Compared to its appearance, the basic attack motion of the warning line is not very biomimetic because it is not connected to the internet.

But anything weighing hundreds of tons becomes a deadly weapon, capable of killing with a single bump or injuring with a mere scrape. Including Nie Weiyang, no force currently possessed by humanity can withstand it head-on… well, the Second Administrator, however, could.

Just as Nie Weiyang put on his helmet and stood still, the giant machine emitted a series of deafening metallic roars. Its four supporting legs suddenly exerted force simultaneously, lifting its mountain-like body upwards.

Nie Weiyang looked up, and his pupils under his helmet suddenly contracted.

The shadows pressed down on him like collapsing mountains.

The mechanical behemoth's forequarters rose high, almost obscuring the entire sky. The hydraulic system roared terrifyingly, and countless precision components rubbed together violently under immense pressure, sparking dazzling flashes. Its abdomen, covered in thick composite armor, was completely exposed; he knew it was filled with coolant pipes and energy transmission lines, but the solid outer shell completely concealed them.

The next second, destruction came crashing down.

Its two thickest forelegs stomped downwards at terrifying speed, and even before the multi-layered cushioning structure on the soles of its feet reached the ground, the air pressure had already pushed the surface into ripples like waves.

Nie Weiyang subconsciously raised the shield formed by the radiance above his head and leaped into a lunge!
An eerie silence followed the impact—followed by a deafening roar powerful enough to shatter eardrums.

The shield shattered like fragile glass, turning into countless streams of light that scattered in all directions.

The shockwave spread outwards in a ring, overturning the soil and rocks within a thirty-meter radius. Thick dust billowed into the sky, mixed with the white embers that had dissipated and the smell of lubricating oil from steel joints.

The impact slammed into the ground, penetrating three to four meters deep, even with the flat support of the warning line.

Its forelegs were almost completely embedded in the ground, its chest and abdomen pressed against the soil, and Nie Weiyang had completely disappeared; for a moment, no one could see where he was.

It wasn't until this steel behemoth, resembling both a leopard and a dog, raised its front legs and slowly climbed up that those around it saw that it had secured itself to the chest armor of the warning line with a sword in one hand, then immediately rolled over and thrust a spear into the inspection port at the neck of the warning line!

*Smack!*

The whip's tail lashed where it had been, illuminating the air. The warning line turned, and the head of the spotlight was firmly clamped between the inspection port, trapping the Golden Gift in the middle, unable to be pulled out!

Nie Weiyang wasn't surprised. He simply flipped himself onto his back and shouted, "Attack the four legs and tail joints! Someone, get into the inspection port!"

"Yes!"

Just as the cordon was trying to shake off Nie Weiyang, three figures—two men and one woman—shot out of the waiting crowd like arrows.

"The scorch-removing stone! Now!" a clear shout rang out.

The girl among the three flicked out a sliver of crimson light, marking the golden spear at the inspection port. She wore an unusually pale pink dress and held a rapier-like staff topped with a crimson gem, within which a complex, constantly rotating rune, seemingly made of blood, was fixed.

The one she was calling out to was a muscular, lean, and well-defined martial monk.

The martial monk Jie Jiaoshi let out a low roar, his body surging with energy. He didn't dodge or evade, but directly faced the strong wind brought by the metal whip tail sweeping over his head. He pushed off the ground and charged towards the huge body on the warning line, which was still trying to get up, like a cannonball!
"Amitabha! You brute! Wait for the buff!" The third person's voice was loud and clear, with a hint of impatience. This was a monk wearing a robe but with bulging muscles. He slammed his staff down, and a soft yet resilient golden light arrived first, precisely enveloping Jie Jiao Shi.

[Golden Bell Cover - Resilient]!

At the same time, he kept moving forward, almost following the monk. He looked as if he wanted to dive in himself, but the inspection port could only accommodate one person at a time. The holy monk had no choice but to hold back and instead slammed his staff against the mechanical joint of the warning line, making a loud clanging sound to attract some attention.

The team's characteristics were on full display at this moment.

Disregarding his own defense, the moment the golden light shone on his body, he used the momentum of his forward charge to leap up, his hands like steel crowbars, directly grabbing the edge of the not-yet-fully-closed neck inspection port!

Nie Weiyang flipped over and grabbed the other side of the access panel with one hand!
"Open!" Jie Jiaoshi exhaled and shouted, forcefully using his terrifying strength to pry open the slightly deformed metal gap even more.

In a flash, he disappeared into the tunnel filled with intricate wiring and energy pipes!

The holy monk Jin Wuque watched from below, his eyes twitching, barely suppressing the urge to follow him into the melee – his fighting style was actually exactly the same as Jie Jiaoshi's, except he had the added role of healing and support.

He roared and swung his staff with great force, repeatedly striking the forelimb joints of the warning line as he tried to support himself. Each heavy blow was accompanied by a tiny burst of golden light, clumsy but effective, trying his best to relieve the pressure on the internal calcining stone.

Meanwhile, Guan Yunshang, the spellcaster in pink, displayed a unique fighting style of a 'blood healer'. Instead of staying at a safe distance like a normal healing class, she followed closely behind the two and rushed into an extremely dangerous area.

In her hands, the strange staff was used as a short spear and rapier, stabbing, sweeping, and smashing precisely and ruthlessly at the gaps in the leg armor of the security line or the sensor clusters.

Even more remarkably, with each effective attack she made, the crimson runes at the top of her staff became increasingly vibrant, with energy subtly flowing and brimming within them—she was converting the damage she inflicted into valuable healing energy, ready to be poured onto her teammates in need at any time.

This team of three surprised Nie Weiyang: their damage output was at its maximum, their healing was overflowing, but their average attack range was only one tile. What kind of magical configuration was this? Wait, does someone look familiar?
"Bald monk! What's it like inside?" Jin Wuque roared as he smashed things, his voice drowning out the metallic clang.

A muffled response came from inside the inspection port, accompanied by the crackling sounds of metal tearing and energy leaking: "It's hot! But powerful enough! Found a few tendons, I'll try to loosen it up!"

The guard line was clearly enraged by the "flea" inside it, its entire body began to twist and thrash wildly, slamming against the ground in an attempt to shake out or flatten the calcined stone. External attacks on the crowd rained down, each tremor pushing the monks inside to the brink of despair.

Jin Wuque was extremely anxious, but he couldn't intervene. He could only channel his anxiety into a more ferocious external attack, and be ready to convert his own energy into healing skills to pour into the maintenance port.

Guan Yunshang's face was cold as she swiftly tapped her staff, each attack precise and efficient, replenishing her "blood bank." Her gaze occasionally swept over the constantly vibrating inspection port and the occasional glint of qi from the scorching stone that seeped out from the cracks.

This is precisely Nie Weiyang's time to shine!
The fully armored knight leaped onto the giant beast's head, then flipped off, slamming his shield against the edge of the spotlight. He was engulfed in red light, yet he raised his longsword with both hands, a brilliant white glow coalescing within it—

"—My code of honor!!!"

(End of this chapter)