229: Open champagne at half time

In the battlefield.

Lin Tianwei, having abandoned the Black Fiend, once again fought with the Tiger-style.

However, this time, the two beasts' fighting style was more primitive.

Standing on their hind legs, they attacked by powerfully swatting at each other with their paws.

This method of attack was exactly the same as how Tigers in nature fight when they encounter each other.

Bang, bang, bang... Each clash of Tiger paws produced a terrifying collision sound that made the air tremble, echoing endlessly.

The Tiger-style, in berserk mode, possessed strength no less than Lin Tianwei's.

Every clash of their Tiger paws was a draw.

Or rather, the Tiger-style inherently possessed strength no less than Lin Tianwei's, as its body was larger than Lin Tianwei's.

It was also imbued with various high-tech advancements that America had painstakingly developed.

It merely lacked the courage to confront Lin Tianwei.

Once it possessed the courage to risk everything, the Tiger-style became an invincible existence.

At least from the perspective of the humans watching, that was how things appeared, and hope gradually rose in their eyes.

They could win this battle!

As the thunderous collision sounds continued, everyone realized this was a dual test of stamina and strength.

The side with greater strength and more abundant stamina would gain a significant advantage.

Under normal circumstances, with equal strength, the Tiger-style would have the greater advantage.

The Tiger-style, loaded with countless monster flesh and energy-charging substances, would have more abundant stamina.

After all, its body was larger than Lin Tianwei's, and the larger parts were not mere shoddy imitations.

America might cut corners elsewhere, but they would never dare to do so on a core project like the Tiger-style.

Furthermore, while Tigers in nature can stand upright, their body structure limits how long they can maintain it.

After standing for a while, their hind legs cannot support their body weight, and they revert to a four-legged stance.

Although the Tiger-style is a mech in the form of a Tiger, it is still a mech and is not subject to such limitations.

This clash of strength might be decided the moment the Tiger King's hind legs can no longer bear its body weight, and it is about to fall.

This was everyone's thought; after all, that was the situation on the field, and they believed they could not be wrong.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

The pressure from the Tiger King was simply too immense, almost suffocating them.

Now, they could finally catch their breath a little.

However, would things truly unfold as they imagined?

Half a minute passed, and this evenly matched battle was still ongoing.

Everyone stated that this was normal; after all, the Tiger King's strength was formidable, and it was impossible for him to be defeated in just half a minute.

One minute passed, and this evenly matched battle was still ongoing.

Everyone was calm; after all, even the Tigers in the Zoo could last that long.

As a terrifying colossal beast, it was perfectly normal for the Tiger King to endure for so long.

And the Tiger-style? The core mech built by America, pouring all its resources into it, would last even longer.

Don't look at the high frequency of the current battle; the Tiger-style could definitely last over ten minutes without a single pause.

Five minutes passed, and this evenly matched battle was still ongoing.

The Tiger King showed no signs of decline, not the slightest indication of being unable to hold on.

Of course, the Tiger-style was the same; its ample energy allowed its body to endure for a very long time.

Eight minutes!

This battle, this clash of strength and stamina, finally showed a change.

As his strength continuously erupted, Lin Tianwei's body finally underwent some changes.

Mist.

A hazy mist surrounded Lin Tianwei's body, a sign that his body was generating a large amount of heat.

Not only that, Lin Tianwei's usually sharp attacks frequently showed errors.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of chasing while standing upright, perhaps the Tiger-style would have already taken the opportunity to expand its advantage.

It was Poison!

The Poisons that had deeply penetrated Lin Tianwei's body had begun to gradually display their power.

Under normal circumstances, these Poisons would not be enough to Poison Lin Tianwei.

He would only need some time to slowly digest them and convert them into his own energy.

But now Lin Tianwei had no time to neutralize these Poisons at all.

Instead, the continuous battle caused these Poisons to gradually penetrate his bones, making him critically ill!

"Perfect!"

"NICE!"

Adolf cheered, and a bottle of champagne was skillfully opened immediately.

Everything indicated that the Tiger-style was about to win.

Not to mention, the Black Fiend, which Lin Tianwei had thrown aside, was already showing signs of revival.

His body trembled continuously, indicating he would soon recover his combat effectiveness.

Two against one! How could they lose?

Although this bottle of champagne, a relic of the old world, could no longer bring Adolf, an Awakened, the transcendence it once could.

However, as an indispensable item for celebrating victory, Adolf had brought a bottle of champagne, if only for the sake of ritual.

Upon seeing victory within reach, Adolf finally couldn't hold back and directly opened the champagne, gulping it down.

Feeling the cold liquor continuously pour down his throat, Adolf felt his mood finally ease a little.

Finally, he still felt it might be somewhat unsafe and commanded Milosh, "Milosh, what are you waiting for?"

"Immediately order the Silver Fox to attack."

"The Tiger King is now showing signs of weakness; it's the perfect time for us to press the attack."

"Perhaps we can completely eliminate the Tiger King before the Black Fiend revives."

However, Adolf never imagined that his perfectly sound command would be met with Milosh's perfunctory response.

Milosh looked at the terrifying battle between the two Tigers before him, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes.

Allowing the Tiger King to be directly killed by the Tiger-style seemed not to be in his best interest.

Although this might mean sacrificing the interests of all America, Milosh ultimately made a difficult decision.

That was to wait a little longer.

He had to go easy, to leave the Tiger King with a breath of life.

Otherwise, how could he become the Tiger King's contracted master?

Even at a crucial moment, Milosh felt he could even order the Silver Fox to attack Tiger.

Although he had a thick Mental Shield as a mental defense barrier.

But Milosh believed that if the Silver Fox unleashed an attack that condensed all its power, even its life, it would definitely affect the Tiger-style.

Mental Power attacks are formless and intangible, leaving virtually no evidence of his betrayal.

As long as he ultimately achieved victory and subdued the Tiger King to become his contracted beast.

The winner takes all.

No one would care about such a trivial matter.

Thinking this, Milosh perfunctorily said, "Wait a little longer, it's not time yet."

"The Tiger King appears to be showing signs of weakness, but in reality, his body is still quite stable."

"The Silver Fox only has one chance to attack; it must be a fatal blow, giving the Tiger King no time to breathe."

"Mr. Adolf, rest assured, I will strike at the most critical moment and lead all America to victory in this battle."

Lead all America?

What right, what qualification do you have to say such a thing?

Where do you put me, the supreme commander?

Adolf felt utterly furious.

What was Milosh, daring to boss him around?

Not only did he repeatedly defy his orders, but he also thought of usurping his authority and seizing control.

After this war ends and the Tiger King's head is secured, he would definitely deal with this foolish fellow at the first opportunity.

Let him know who the absolute authority here truly was.

One person was plotting to go easy and backstab, while another was popping champagne halfway through, even planning to eliminate dissidents.

If Lin Tianwei knew their thoughts, he would surely burst out laughing.

How naive were they to think he would fail?

Planning to wait until he ran out of stamina? Planning to wait until he couldn't hold on?

No problem, as long as you can wait, and your Tiger-style can hold on, perhaps you will see the dawn of victory.

Ten minutes!

This was a very critical point in time.

Beyond ten minutes, maintaining such high-intensity attacks, even for the powerful Tiger-style, gradually showed signs of being unable to sustain it.

Conversely, Lin Tianwei, who appeared to be on the verge of collapse, showed almost no signs of weakening in his attacks, apart from occasional openings.

His clearly Tiger-like hind legs possessed terrifying strength, capable of stably supporting his entire body weight.

Like an upright ape, he seemed to have completely adapted to this way of moving.

He's holding on, the Tiger King must be holding on.

Oslo comforted himself mentally.

How could a mere naturally evolved creature compare to the Tiger-style, built with countless core technologies of America?

Two minutes.

In another two minutes, the Tiger King would surely collapse, and the Tiger-style would smash his head with a single paw.

Another two minutes passed.

But the development of events completely exceeded Oslo's expectations.

It wasn't Lin Tianwei who weakened first; instead, it was the Tiger-style, which had seemingly been on the offensive the entire time.

Bang!

With the sound of a mech bursting, the battle finally began to turn.

Although the Tiger-style's strength was immense, and its special armor, crafted from Hellfire Ants Carapace, was tough enough, it still couldn't withstand such high-intensity blows.

Conversely, Lin Tianwei's seemingly frail flesh and blood body had excellent Tenacity; at least it wouldn't crack its outer shell like the Tiger-style.

The shattering of the armor also signified that the battle had been decided.

The Tiger-style still had the power to fight, but it could no longer continue to clash paws with Lin Tianwei.

It wasn't like Lin Tianwei, who was consistently powerful inside and out.

The attacks that the armor could withstand, the monster flesh that served as its power source could not.

In the current situation, temporarily avoiding the brunt of the attack might be the best option.

But the Tiger-style, already in berserk mode, had no concept of temporarily avoiding the brunt of the attack.

The idea of fleeing simply did not exist in its mind.

To protect the pilot, the mech's sensations were not synchronized with the pilot.

This meant that the berserk Tiger received no pain, no warnings from its body.

It would simply disregard everything and continue to attack Lin Tianwei.

False courage gave Tiger the strength to face Lin Tianwei, but it also planted a terrible, even fatal, hidden danger!

Flesh and blood flew!

Without the protection of its armor, the monster's flesh and blood simply could not withstand Lin Tianwei's powerful force.

Like dominoes, as the number of collisions continuously increased.

Lin Tianwei's terrifying power ultimately swept through, completely destroying the Tiger-style's Tiger paw.

Furthermore, with a sudden burst of strength from Lin Tianwei, he directly snapped off the Tiger-style's Tiger paw, sending it flying into the distance.

It crashed to the ground with a dull thud.

Such a terrifying sight directly scared Adolf, causing him to involuntarily retreat a few steps.

The champagne bottle he held in his hand also slipped to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Clang.

Adolf, doubly startled, felt his legs go weak and directly fell to the ground, looking extremely disheveled.

No one could connect his current appearance with his earlier high spirits.

However, this act of being scared and falling to the ground by an enemy was truly a bit too foolish. Adolf's old face flushed, and he looked aside in a panic.

If Oslo, that idiot, saw his embarrassing state, then he would have no choice but to sacrifice Oslo's life for his own reputation.

Turning back, he found Oslo, like himself, stumbling and falling to the ground.

Oslo hadn't even recovered as quickly as he had, and was currently staring at the live broadcast of the war with a look of disbelief.

Oslo probably never imagined that his disheveled appearance actually saved him from a fatal crisis.

Adolf, having regained his composure, looked at the live broadcast and saw a black figure quickly flash across the screen.

It approached and bypassed the Tiger-style with extreme speed, launching an attack on Lin Tianwei.

Black Fiend, it was Black Fiend!

After a long period of Feigned Death, it finally recovered enough to move, possessing the strength to fight Lin Tianwei.

The moment it Awakened, it launched an attack on Lin Tianwei, perfectly intercepting Lin Tianwei's subsequent attack on the Tiger-style.

It saved the Tiger-style just like that.

Seeing this.

Hope appeared in Adolf's eyes.

He scrambled to his feet, stumbling.

Hope.

We still have hope.

We still have hope of victory.

This time, Adolf almost used all his strength to roar at Milosh: "Milosh, you idiot, if you don't want to die, hurry up and get to work!"

"If the Tiger King wins this war, I'll make you my first sacrifice!"

Facing Adolf's roar, Milosh's expression suddenly changed.

He knew Adolf meant what he said.

For these important figures, his life was perhaps like grass, to be harvested at will.

Even if he possessed powerful strength, even if he could contract an Awakened Beast of up to the ninth rank.

In their eyes, he was just a slightly more useful tool.

However, Adolf never expected that his mad remarks would cause Milosh to lose his sanity.

He wanted to climb, he wanted to gain power like Adolf, no, he wanted to gain even greater power than Adolf.

He would treat this Araf who regarded him as grass, as grass, and thoroughly harvest him!

Thinking of this, Milosh became perfunctory towards Adolf.

If he failed, he might die, but countless people here would also be buried with him.

But once he succeeded, he would gain unimaginable power and status.

This was a huge gamble, a gamble worth Milosh's life.

Orders from outside the army are not always obeyed.

No matter how great Adolf's power was, he couldn't rush to Milosh and micromanage him.

How to operate still depended on Milosh himself.

Thinking of this, Milosh concentrated, and began to quietly observe the battlefield.

He would unleash his power at the most critical moment, delivering a fatal blow to both sides of the battle.

In the battlefield.

With the addition of Black Fiend, the Tiger-style finally gained some breathing room.

Although its Tiger Paw was destroyed, a mecha was still a mecha, possessing an alternative recovery mode.

Although Tiger was already in a Berserk state, this recovery mode could be remotely controlled by others.

Transform!

The Tiger-style's hand transformed again.

Like liquid metal, under the recombination of countless tiny metals, a new Tiger Paw quickly grew out.

Of course, the Tiger-style's body also inevitably shrunk slightly.

But compared to the Tiger-style's massive size, it was almost negligible.

Looking warily at Lin Tianwei, who had destroyed its Tiger Paw, the Tiger-style launched another attack.

However, this time, it became more cautious.

After all, it only couldn't feel pain, it wasn't blind.

Its Tiger Paw being cut off, such terrifying damage, was enough to prove that this Tiger in front of it was a very powerful opponent.

Even a more powerful opponent than itself.

So the Tiger-style had no intention of refusing Black Fiend's entry into the battlefield.

Normally, as a solitary creature, a Tiger had no companions.

The same aura would only prevent it from prioritizing an attack on Black Fiend, but it would never cooperate with Black Fiend.

However, under the powerful pressure of Lin Tianwei's strength, the Tiger-style changed its Tiger habits, and actually attacked Lin Tianwei together with Black Fiend.

The battle once again became two against one.

And it was two opponents, both in a state of madness, simultaneously fighting Lin Tianwei two-on-one.

This might be another stalemate battle.

Of course, it could also be a crushing battle.

It just depended on how much strength Lin Tianwei truly possessed.

Black Fiend and the Tiger-style had already displayed their powerful strength.

On the other hand, Lin Tianwei.

Even with a body riddled with wounds, even poisoned, he had always appeared very at ease, making it impossible to gauge his true depth... Outside Tiger King Farm.

An army composed of Modified Humans and standardized mechas had already arrived at this location.

Under Adolf's command, they wielded their butcher's knives here.

They attempted to use this despicable and shameless method to disturb Lin Tianwei's mind, achieving the effect of influencing the main battlefield's situation.

Regarding such matters, they had no psychological burden whatsoever.

War was inherently a matter of life and death, and any choice made for victory could be understood.

However, they never expected that they were about to face a more terrifying existence than the main battlefield.

Such a huge commotion naturally could not go unnoticed.

With the reconnaissance Hellfire Ants at work, Ouro had already discovered their presence as soon as the enemy began to move.

He had originally intended to quietly cheer for the Tiger King and pray for his victory.

But these people apparently had no intention of letting them go.

Since that was the case, let them know that Tiger King Farm was not something they could just knead at will.

Looking at the excited crowd, Ouro was very satisfied, and shouted loudly, saying:

"The Tiger King is striving to protect the farm."

"He even chose to give up the advantage of terrain and actively launched an attack to protect us."

"We cannot lose face either. It's time to let the outside world know the power of Tiger King Farm."

"Under the leadership of the Tiger King, even without enough resources, even without excellent scientific research technology."

"But, we, with our unity of purpose and the courage to face everything, still possess the power to crush everything."

"Since America has already raised its butcher's knife against us, then we cannot hold back."

"This war must be drenched in blood before it can end!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouro directly mounted a massive Hellfire Ant, preparing to welcome the arrival of the invaders.

Ouro's words, due to their immense volume and the lack of any shielding, were naturally heard by everyone inside and outside the farm.

However, faced with the same words, their reactions were completely different.

Everyone within Tiger King Farm seemed to be invigorated, becoming frenzied.

They grabbed their weapons, preparing to meet the final battle.

Outside the farm? Those people almost burst out laughing.

They secretly thought, Ouro, you know that Tiger King Farm holds no advantage anywhere, yet you hope to win this war.

Such a foolish and naive idea really didn't sound like something that would come from the mouth of a person in charge.

Perhaps the seemingly serious Ouro had long gone mad.

Becoming a rational madman.

However, just as Adolf's troops were preparing to cross the border of Tiger King Farm.

And were about to engage in battle with the Thorn clone, a pair of massive eyes opened at this moment.

Domineering, majestic, and ruthless!

Those were Lin Tianwei's eyes.

Presumably, no one would have imagined that their actions, which they thought could control Lin Tianwei, would lead them directly to the final big BOSS.

If Lin Tianwei was here, then who was that terrifying Tiger rampaging on the main battlefield?

That was naturally a clone created by Lin Tianwei using Directed Modification.

This was also why the clone did not display Lin Tianwei's complex and varied abilities.

Because it simply didn't have that many Talents.

A Clone Tiger that had gained the transcendent Super Multiplication power could also grow into a terrifying giant beast with the nourishment of a large amount of food.

And this skill provided an all-around improvement to the Clone Tiger's physical fitness.

Making them stronger than imagined, and under Lin Tianwei's precise control, they could unleash unparalleled power.

Of course.

Although these clones had a size comparable to Lin Tianwei, their strength was greatly inferior to Lin Tianwei's.

After all, they didn't possess Lin Tianwei's terrifying number and level of Talents.

Their power was not on the same dimension at all.

If the outside world knew that such a terrifying Tiger was not Lin Tianwei's true body, they would not know what to think.

One clone had such terrifying power, not to mention there were four other clones with equally powerful strength.

Not to mention Lin Tianwei's main body, whose power was even more terrifying.

That was a terrifying existence that, upon facing it directly, they wouldn't even have the courage to remain conscious.

As for why a clone was sent to battle instead of the main body, the reason was very simple: the enemy was simply too weak.

Lin Tianwei simply couldn't bring himself to consider using his main body to fight.

That's right.

The three major combat forces, embodying the hopes of all of America, were still too weak in Lin Tianwei's eyes.

If they knew Lin Tianwei's thoughts, they would probably be filled with despair.

In addition, he needed to test the performance of the clones, so Lin Tianwei naturally chose to use clones to meet the enemy.

And now?

These foolish fellows actually came to him voluntarily, trying to extend their dog paws once again towards Lin Tianwei's personal belongings.

Lin Tianwei was enraged.

Since these people didn't want their dog paws anymore, he didn't mind chopping them all off at once.

Chopping them off forever.

Thinking of this, a dangerous glint appeared in Lin Tianwei's eyes.

His wrath was not something these self-righteous people could withstand. (End of chapter)