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

Broken glass shards were scattered all over the ground.

The old street was deathly silent.

Only the light patterns flowing along the seams of the red armor emitted a low hum, and the air felt so hot it made one's skin feel tight.

Zhang Fugui slumped behind the broken wall, his eyes glazed over.

He looked down at the cracked, basic psionic heart shield on his chest, then looked up at the crimson metallic figure in front of him.

A warm sensation came from below, and yellow liquid seeped into the soil along with the silk shirt.

"Play...toys?!" Zhang Fugui's teeth chattered and his tongue began to tie itself in knots.

Beside him, thug Zhao Qiang had already scrambled into the sewer, clutching his head and trembling uncontrollably.

Twenty meters away, Lin Wan'er's hand holding the psionic short sword froze in mid-air.

She stared intently at Song Yang.

The dragon horns on both sides of the helmet pointed upwards, the breastplate had a smooth curve, and the goggles emitted a deep blue light. Every detail was shaking the perceptions she had built up over twenty-four years.

She could not sense any psionic energy fluctuations on the armor.

This power exists independently of the existing Abyss system and is unlike anything she knows.

There really is a Flame Dragon Armor!

The armor from tokusatsu dramas has become a real weapon of war in this abyss era!

At the same time, the system notifications in Song Yang's mind were completely unstoppable.

[Ding! Strong emotions of shock detected!]

[Source: Zhang Fugui x1, Zhao Qiang x1, Lin Wan'er x1, surrounding civilians x42, Lingwu special forces members x3.]

[Emotional value +1500!]

[Emotional value +3200!]

The numbers on the system panel were jumping rapidly, breaking through the 20,000 mark in just a few seconds!

Song Yang stood still.

He didn't look at the numbers on the interface, but instead raised his hands, which were covered in red metal armor, and clenched his fists tightly.

Clang!

The sound of metal colliding with joints is crisp and pleasant.

The power coursed through my entire body, elevating my senses to an unprecedented level.

"The feel of this." Beneath the mask, Song Yang grinned. "Much better than the official Bandai version."

The bloodthirsty wolf, its finger bones broken, let out a mournful howl and dragged its crippled front paws as it desperately retreated.

The instincts of a first-tier magical beast were desperately warning it that this red creature in front of it could tear it apart in an instant.

But at that moment, another wolf that was tearing apart the stall turned its head.

Bloodlust overwhelmed the instinct for survival.

The wolf roared to the sky, its hind legs suddenly exerting force, creating a gust of wind as it pounced directly on Song Yang's back.

Deputy team leader Zhou Lei was the first to notice this and hurriedly shouted, "Watch out behind you!"

Even a second-tier spiritual warrior would be overwhelmed if ambushed by such a magical beast!

However, Song Yang did not turn around.

His senses had already locked onto the mad wolf!

He stepped back half a step with his right foot, twisted his waist, and used the power of his entire body to turn around and throw a straight punch.

boom!

The crimson metal fist bone struck the wolf squarely in the face, and the shockwave exploded instantly from the point of contact between the fist and the wolf's head!

The sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the old street!

The bloodthirsty wolf, nearly three meters long, stopped in mid-air and then flew backward at a speed several times faster than when it pounced.

The wolf's body crashed through the brick and concrete load-bearing walls of three shops next to the old street, and then slammed into an abandoned transformer at the end of the street, sparking a shower of sparks.

Only a gray tail was visible in the ruins; it twitched twice and then fell silent.

Just one punch.

The first-tier low-level magical beast died on the spot!

The old street fell silent again, and even the sound of the wind became clear.

Song Yang withdrew his right fist and loosened his wrist joint.

"Too weak," Song Yang gave an objective assessment.

Without any data to refer to, he originally planned to use these two magical beasts to test the defensive limit and pressure resistance of the Flame Dragon Armor.

As a result, the other party broke without me even applying any force.

Since there's no value in testing it, let's finish this quickly.

Song Yang reached for the wheel on the right side of his belt with his right hand.

Click!

The wheel rotates.

The light and shadow stone at the core of the belt burst out with a strong light, and a red light sticker with a weapon totem appeared out of thin air in front of Song Yang.

Upon seeing the light sticker floating in mid-air, Lin Wan'er, twenty meters away, held her breath.

She recognized that totem!

"Blazing Blade..." Lin Wan'er squeezed out a few words.

Song Yang stretched out his hands and passed through the red light sticker.

He drew a crimson, broad-bladed heavy battle sword.

The Blazing Blade is now complete!

The blade energy dissipated outwards, and the water stains remaining on the ground were instantly evaporated into white mist by the high temperature.

The remaining wolf finally realized that if it didn't run, there would only be one outcome: death!

Instead of retreating, it turned and ran desperately toward the abyss rift in the sky, trying to escape back to its original plane.

Song Yang placed his left hand on the knob on the left side of his belt.

Twisting.

Weapon's ultimate attack activated!

A red light shot into the sky, and a huge light sticker instantly locked onto the mad wolf's escape route, blocking the middle of the street.

The center of the light sticker features a character exuding an imposing aura!

seal up!

Song Yang gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, lowered his body, and the blade of the Flaming Blade lightly touched the light sticker in front of him.

boom!

The crimson blade absorbed all the energy within the light patch, transforming into a crescent-shaped beam of fire several meters long, which swept out along the ground.

Flames arrive, demon-sealing slash!

The blade flashed past.

The wolf's running motion froze halfway through its run.

No blood splattered; the intense heat from the blade instantly burned the monster's body in half.

The wolf's body, split in two, was devoured by the energy of light and shadow, turning into countless tiny specks of light that dissipated directly into the air.

Not a single crumb was left!

The abyss rift above the old street, having lost its anchor point sustained by the magical beast's energy, flickered a few times with a dark purple light at its edge before quickly closing and disappearing.

From the moment Song Yang merged and transformed to the moment the two mad wolves vanished into thin air, the entire process took less than two minutes.

[Ding! Detected mass panic!]

[Emotional value +8000!]

[Current total sentiment score: 54300.]

The old street fell into absolute silence.

Only the lingering white smoke on the ground was billowing.

The asphalt road surface was melted by the high temperature, leaving a black scorch mark that was more than ten meters long.

At the end of the scorch marks, nothing was left.

The first-tier bloodthirsty wolf didn't even leave behind a single hair.

Zhou Lei remained in the position of holding up the binoculars, his hands trembling violently.

He swallowed hard, his dry Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Are you kidding me!" Zhou Lei blurted out, his voice cracking. "A low-level Tier 1 magical beast, just evaporated like that? Who was that? Where did this high-level spiritual warrior come from?"

"What combat technique did he just use? How come I couldn't even detect any psionic fluctuations?!"

The special forces members in the three psionic off-road vehicles all fell silent.

Having fought against abyssal monsters for years, they knew very well the terrifying explosive power required to achieve this level.

Even if the president of the Jiangcheng Spiritual Martial Arts Association personally took action, he probably couldn't have achieved such a crushing victory.

Lin Wan'er stood still, without answering Zhou Lei's question.

Her gaze pierced through the twenty-meter distance, fixed on the crimson metallic silhouette.

This made Lin Wan'er's heart pound wildly, and her blood kept rushing to her eardrums.

To others, it appears to be an unknown, mysterious, high-level spiritual weapon.

However, what she saw was the ultimate manifestation of a rare, god-tier suit!

That's the Flame Dragon Armor!

It is not imitation, nor a clumsy copy.

The texture of every inch of the armor, the angle of the light and shadow stone refraction, and even the starting motion when she swung the Demon Sealing Slash just now, all completely overlapped with the video that had been playing on a loop countless times in her basement!

This is real!

That weapon of light and shadow that existed only on the screen has truly cleaved open the abyss and descended!

Lin Wan'er's fingers tightened around the psionic dagger.

Her reason told her that this did not conform to the laws of psionic energy, but her intuition and fanaticism had already taken over her mind.