If I let you open a toy store, would you mass-produce Emperor Armor?

Jiangcheng Lingwu Association.

The special operations team's private training room.

Lin Wan'er was drenched in sweat and sat cross-legged on the tactical mat.

On the metal floor in front of them lay the red and black Xingtian Summoning Device, lying quietly.

It's been three hours.

She had been suppressing the second-tier spiritual energy within her body, trying to capture the ethereal spiritual energy that Song Yang had mentioned.

But to no avail.

"A mixed and impure mix? It didn't even bring out one-thousandth of its potential?" Lin Wan'er gritted her teeth and slammed her hand heavily on the mat.

She picked up the summoner and repeatedly rubbed the edge of the shutter button with her thumb.

After experiencing the combination once in the toy store that afternoon, she felt she would never forget that feeling for the rest of her life!

But Song Yang's disdainful look made her feel extremely unwilling.

"The Will of the God of War..." Lin Wan'er stared at the cold metallic light shimmering on the surface of the summoner. "What exactly is the pure Will of the God of War?"

The piercing alarm shattered the tranquility of the base.

The red warning light overhead was spinning wildly.

The communications channel erupted with a desperate roar from Deputy Captain Zhou Lei.

"Enemy attack! The armory on the third basement level has been attacked! A large number of high-level magical beasts have infiltrated!"

"The defensive array has been corroded! All psionic weapons are down!"

"Team leader! Requesting backup!"

Upon hearing the voice coming from the communication channel, Lin Wan'er's expression changed drastically.

She grabbed the Xingtian Summoner from the ground, stuffed it into the special pocket of her tactical vest, then pulled out the psionic short swords strapped to her thighs, kicked open the training room door, and rushed out.

The emergency lights in the corridor flickered on and off, and a pungent, fishy stench filled the air.

Screams echoed throughout the three underground passages.

A dozen or so dark purple spiders, each the size of a millstone, were crawling rapidly across the metal walls and ceiling.

Tier 2 magical beast, Abyssal Spider!

Zhou Lei led seven or eight special operations team members in a retreat, attempting to suppress them with their psionic weapons, but to little avail.

The beam of light hit the spider's exoskeleton, leaving only shallow, whitish dents; it was utterly unable to penetrate its defenses!

A stalking spider opened its barbed mouthparts and sprayed out a large amount of dark green venom.

The venom landed on the ground and instantly corroded a large crater!

The psionic circuit of the metal access control system came into contact with the toxic gas, immediately emitting white smoke and becoming unusable on the spot.

"Back off! Create distance!" Lin Wan'er shouted.

She stomped her feet hard on the ground, her body shot up, and she leaped into the air.

The two short knives in his hands emitted a bright blue light as they slashed heavily into the back of a stealthy spider that was lunging at his team members.

when!

A piercing metallic clang rang out.

The psionic dagger pierced through the stealthy spider, and Lin Wan'er infused it with psionic energy, causing the spider's body to explode!

But there were just too many invading stalker spiders!

Lin Wan'er dealt with one, but was immediately surrounded by several stealth spiders.

A mid-stage second-tier fighter was no match for this situation, and Lin Wan'er was quickly sent flying!

A hoarse, cold laugh echoed from the darkness.

Shadow Raven, draped in a gray trench coat, stepped out, standing on the corpse of a Spirit Warrior.

The black dagger in his hand was still dripping blood.

"Team Leader Lin, don't waste your energy." Shadow Raven stared at Lin Wan'er with its dark purple pupils. "The venom of the Stealth Spider is specifically designed to counter your psionic system. In this area, you won't even be able to send out a distress signal."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wan'er's eyes turned cold.

"You scum of the Netherworld Cult, you're courting death!"

Shadow Raven spread his hands nonchalantly: "Capture her alive, but don't damage that thing she's wearing."

A dozen or so stalking spiders swarmed forward like madmen.

Lin Wan'er wielded her twin blades wildly, desperately resisting, but her spiritual energy was rapidly depleted, and the pale blue aura around her body grew dimmer and dimmer under the attacks of the stealthy spider.

The team members around him were falling down one by one.

Zhou Lei had exhausted all his spiritual energy. He turned and rushed towards Lin Wan'er, trying to push her aside to avoid the venom falling from above.

A large burrowing spider leaped down from the side, its sharp pincers piercing Zhou Lei's shoulder and pinning him firmly to the metal wall.

"Zhou Lei!" Lin Wan'er's eyes widened, filled with panic.

Just as she was about to rush over, three stealthy spiders attacked from both sides simultaneously.

The enormous impact slammed directly into her chest, causing Lin Wan'er to cough up a mouthful of blood. She was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a dead corner at the end of the passage.

The excruciating pain of broken ribs struck, my calf was covered in venom, my combat uniform was corroded, and the smell of burning flesh filled my nostrils.

This is truly a dead end.

The second-order spiritual energy within his body had completely dried up.

Three lurking spiders hissed terrifyingly as they closed in, trapping Lin Wan'er in a corner.

Shadow Raven strolled forward leisurely, waved to stop the monster, and his gaze fell on Lin Wan'er's bulging tactical pocket.

"I don't have time to waste with you." Shadow Raven raised the short dagger in his hand and pressed it against Lin Wan'er's throat. "Hand over that red iron lump, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse."

Lin Wan'er leaned against the cold wall, her vision beginning to blur.

Her hands trembled as she slowly reached into her pocket and gripped the metal camera tightly.

There is no more psionic power.

I don't even have the strength to stand up.

"You expect a toy to save you?" Shadow Raven noticed her movement and couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Without psionic energy fluctuations, it's just a toy; you're not even qualified to activate it!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Wan'er closed her eyes.

What Song Yang said in the toy store that afternoon was now exploding in her mind.

"Think about why you put on this armor in the first place!"

For what?

Was it to prove himself to Zhao Xu? Or to satisfy his obsessive desire for tokusatsu toys?

No.

None of them are correct.

Lin Wan'er opened her eyes, looked at Zhou Lei who was nailed to the wall, looked at her comrades writhing in pain on the ground, and looked at Ying Ya who was looking down at her.

She remembered when she was thirteen years old, hiding in front of the screen in the basement.

What she longed for was never that cool, armored exterior.

It is the power to protect loved ones in endless darkness, and the justice to sweep away everything with the force of thunder.

It requires no external charity of spiritual energy, nor any system or rules established by anyone.

All you need is a pure, relentless fighting spirit!

"Later generations develop... Former generations arrive... Planning is short-sighted..." Lin Wan'er squeezed out a weak whisper from her throat.

She had recited this sentence countless times, but only in this moment of facing life and death did she truly understand its weight.

Shadow Raven frowned, thrusting the short dagger forward: "What last words are you muttering? Give them to me!"

In that very instant.

Lin Wan'er suddenly raised her head.

In those eyes, all fear and confusion vanished.

What remained was only a palpable killing intent and fighting spirit.

She pulled out the red and black Xingtian Summoning Device, gripped it tightly with both hands, and held it horizontally in front of her.

Click!

He pressed the shutter button hard with his thumb.

"Xingtian Armor, combine!"

There were no array runes, nor even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy; only pure spiritual conviction.

This invisible energy was completely poured into the summoner, and the originally cold and lifeless metal shell instantly burst out with a dazzling red light.

The cold, domineering, and unquestionable electronic synthesized voice bombarded the minds of everyone present.

"Armor Combination!"

A violent shockwave spread outwards from Lin Wan'er's center.

The three second-tier stealth spiders that pounced at the front didn't even have time to scream before they crashed into the red energy law light barrier, their massive bodies instantly shattered into countless pieces of flesh.

The foul-smelling blood rained down, mixed with shattered carapaces, scattering everywhere.

Shadow Raven's pupils contracted sharply. He had no time to react and was thrown out by the burst of air. He rolled more than a dozen times on the floor of the passage before finally coming to a stop after crashing into a load-bearing pillar.

At the same time.

Far away on the second floor of the Light and Shadow Toy Store in the old street, Song Yang, who was reclining in a chair with his eyes closed, was suddenly bombarded with a series of crisp notification sounds in his mind.

[Ding! Lin Wan'er's ultimate awareness and absolute fighting spirit detected! Emotion value +3000!]

[Ding! Shadow Raven's shattered worldview and extreme fear detected! Emotion value +4000!]

[Ding! Zhou Lei's extreme shock and miraculous escape detected! Emotion value +2000!]

Song Yang opened his eyes, glanced at the dark night outside the window, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

"Finally getting the hang of it, Captain Lin."