After Beating the Game, I Became the Villain BOSS-Chapter 148 - 130: Moonshade Implantation

The tail spike twisted into a shadowy blur, the air filled with the howling of torn currents, a lethal attack aimed mercilessly at Dongdong's head.

In Dongdong's vision, the shadow grew larger and larger, until it almost occupied her entire view.

"Crack!" The sudden sharp sound made Dongdong shudder, her breath caught.

She stared blankly at the tail spike just centimeters from her, its sharp tip only a few centimeters from her eyeball, so close she could make out the fine lines on it.

The tail spike hovered in the air, trembling slightly, never piercing through those last few centimeters.

Dongdong twisted her stiff neck, following the tail spike to look at the Blade Hunter, quickly understanding why the attack had stopped.

It wasn't because the Blade Hunter showed mercy.

Nor was it because reinforcements intercepted.

But rather that the tail spike had reached the limit of its attack range.

The Blade Hunter was wedged in the crevice between the platform and the wall's edge, while she crouched at the wall on the opposite side, a long distance lay between them.

The tail spike, growing from the Blade Hunter's lower back, had a limited length and could not extend infinitely; the previous attack distance was its maximum range.

A few centimeters, just a few centimeters more.

If the Blade Hunter had been forced a bit further in, or if the tail spike had been designed a bit longer, her head would have been directly pierced through.

It was truly an unexpected stroke of fate.

"Heh heh heh..." The scales on the Blade Hunter's face twisted into a grimace, an ominous laugh rumbled from its throat, "Do you think Lady Luck favored you, huh?"

"Too bad, she played with you! Dying like this would have been your luck, but now I've decided, I'm going to kill you slowly, gut you open bit by bit!"

The Blade Hunter let out a twisted screech, gripping the edge of the transport platform with its claws, starting to exert its strength.

Its power was immense, the transport platform without propulsion was continuously pressed down, the sound of twisting and vibrating metal was incessant.

Dongdong didn't dare to linger here any longer, the power disparity was too vast, she had done all she could.

Now she could only run, as far as possible, before the Blade Hunter emerged.

Dongdong picked up a baseball bat, tucking it into her clothes, using her remaining right hand to grasp the artificial ladder by the wall, climbing desperately to the surface.

Behind her, the twisting sound of the transport platform roared, accompanied by the Blade Hunter's manic laughter: "Run! Keep running! But don't let me catch you!"

...

Deep underground.

In the dim room, the terminal computer monitor glowed, reflecting the silvery light of the Moon Concealing Arm Blade.

This computer was born in a bygone era, its system utilized unconventional long encryption, normally unlocking it required hardware keys to import data; the encryptor probably never expected anyone to manually input a 3449-digit password.

The screen's light illuminated Su Mo's face, a ghastly, bloodless pallor contrasted sharply with the blood-red veins in his eyes, beads of cold sweat continually oozing from his forehead, resembling a terminally ill patient.

His lips trembled incessantly, seemingly murmuring something, if one listened closely, they would find him reciting numbers.

"9, 8, 1, 2, 3, 5, 3..."

As Su Mo muttered, his fingers struck the keyboard back and forth.

The password box on the monitor extended continuously with characters, the front filled with long strings of asterisks, while the ending numbers always matched the ones he recited.

The numbers in the password box expanded continuously, like streams converging into a flood, gradually sweeping over the dam formed by the encryption system, crashing against that solid line of defense.

As time passed, Su Mo's mental state deteriorated, cold sweat had already soaked through his clothing, the capillaries in his eyes even experiencing substantial ruptures, blood seeping out.

His body swayed unsteadily, as if he might collapse at any moment, yet he was upheld by a formidable spirit, standing there arduously.

His pace of reciting numbers accelerated, the sound of key strikes like raindrops, dense and unrelenting.

Finally, the characters in the password box reached the end.

"0, 3, 0, 9." Su Mo typed the last four digits, unable to help but tug at the corner of his mouth, "What a coincidence, it's my birthday."

"Click." He pressed the Enter key.

The display on the monitor began to transform, the digital language at the system's core swept through like a tidal wave, the encryption program melted like snow under the sun.

The operating system commenced operation, setting off the engine of the Moon Concealing Arm Blade's storage unit to rumble along.

Numerous streams of light flowed across the storage unit's surface, the Moon Concealing Arm Blade emitting an unprecedented silvery glow, a sweetly toned mechanical prompt echoed all around:

"Key verification succeeded, Moon Concealing Implantation Program initiating, please position the implantee."

Su Mo removed his cold sweat-soaked clothes, stepping bare-bodied onto the implantation platform adjacent to the storage unit.

He needed perform no operation; the automated program would handle everything.

"Scanning implantee's vital signs..."

"Vital signs recognized; confirming implantee's body has undergone initial adaptation for prosthetic integration."

"Loading Moon Concealing Implantation Program..."

Dozens of mechanical connection lines ascended onto Su Mo's body, penetrating his skin, entering his skeletal and neural nodes, merging with internal foundational microcircuits.

"Primary neural system connection established, commencing infusion of bonding fluid."

An unspecified liquid funneled through the mechanical connection lines into Su Mo's body, initially cool.

Yet as it circulated within, a pleasing warmth followed, as if all accumulated fatigue vanished, the tearing headache vanished as well.

"Bonding fluid injection complete, no rejection reaction detected by the system."

"Initiating implantation surgery."

Inside the storage unit, two mechanical arms clamped onto two prism-like metal pieces emitting silvery light, placing them into the transport channel.

Within the implantation platform, similar mechanical arms appeared, performing local anesthesia and incision on Su Mo's wrists, then withdrew the two silver metal pieces from the transport channel, setting them into the implantation gaps.

With the grafting gaps at both wrists sutured, the foreign sensation vanished, the Moon Concealing Arm Blade seemed to become entirely one with him.

"Moon Concealing, implantation complete."

The implantation platform depressurized, opening the chamber door, Su Mo confidently stepped out.

He dressed and ascended to the upper level, once more confronting the solid metal isolation door.

"Sss." Two slivers of metal suddenly extended from the sides of his wrists, tracing fierce arcs along his forearms, forming blades shimmering with an icy radiance.

Silvery light gleamed on the blade's surface, momentarily filling the corridor, as if moonlight scattered everywhere.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh——" Su Mo brandished his arms, the Moon Concealing Arm Blade persistently left trails of waning light before him, fleeting and ephemeral.

The metal isolation door initially remained unresponsive.

Suddenly, faint, barely discernible black marks surfaced on its surface, perfectly in sync with Su Mo's previous slashes.

Metal fragments slid along the black marks, and with a deafening noise, the isolation door, which even a Mecha could not breach, completely collapsed.

Its fragments lay piled disorderly on the ground, the cut surfaces smooth as a mirror, dust from the ceiling dropped onto them, swiftly sliding down without any fixation.

Through the curtain of dust, Su Mo gazed out at the blood-soaked battleground, his eyes set on the damaged transport platform in the distance.

"Dong, I'm coming."