Chapter 226: Netherfire Genesis (Bonus Chapter 3 for Golden Alliance

Dita's heart was beating a little fast; Li Hao, after all, was a man who could defeat her, so he must not lose to anyone else.

Time ticked away, and the EMP was running at full capacity. This match clearly couldn't follow the usual prize money strategy. The officials had contacted Puppet to discuss the distribution of the prize money, and Puppet's intention was to donate it all to Earth's orphanages. The officials, who had originally wanted to haggle, decided to be generous for once upon hearing this. The officials were also willing to put more effort into promotion; such a contestant was worth supporting, regardless of whether the other party was a rich kid who didn't care about money.

Li Hao, who had been mistaken for a rich kid for the first time in his life, entered the combat selection. "Ladies and gentlemen, mecha enthusiasts from the four great war zones of the Solar System, what is currently being held is the EMP Challenge Match, Lone Wolf Romero versus Puppet, the battle of the year! Everyone is already more than familiar with the two combatants. Before the match, various commentators and experts have given their predictions for this game, so now let us enter the combat selection!" Zhuang Zhou roared with passion, having returned to his favorite position, he could finally unleash his passion without restraint.

Setting aside positions, Romero was absolutely a worthy opponent to respect.

Major EMP centers had already boiled over into an ocean of cheers; this was a visual feast.

Both sides entered the mecha selection. Countless combinations had been debated before the match, but this wasn't the S-Tournament; it was a challenge match with a strong personal touch. How they chose involved more than just victory or defeat.

Everyone's field of vision was split in two: one side was Puppet's selection interface, and the other was Romero's selection interface.

On Puppet's side, the lonely Armor Series Three Brothers lay there. On the other side, the mecha pool was full, covering every model of every mecha type, along with some special skins. Whether virtual or real, Romero's mecha pool was fully covered.

There was nothing particularly surprising; at Romero's level, this was absolutely normal.

But Puppet's side was just too abnormal. Did this person really intend to conquer the Solar System with the Armor Series Three Brothers?

All the streamers were discussing it as if they had exploded. For anyone else, it would be grandstanding for the sake of showmanship, but, but, this was Puppet, the Puppet who had already reached this point.

Just as everyone was about to guess, the Armor Series Three Brothers on the screen began to scroll. Even though they knew it, there was still an uproar; at least ninety percent of the audience was dumbfounded.

Seeing the result directly was one thing, but seeing this process was a completely different matter.

How could there be someone in this world who dared to be so presumptuous in the face of Lone Wolf Romero??

Never mind the Martians, even the neutral audiences from the Moon, Titan, and the Space City Chain were like a pot that had boiled over. Was this not truly insane?

Arrogant? Overbearing? Unrestrained?

Any of these words would not be an exaggeration here, but Puppet just did it.

Kuangwu Daren was also watching; the situation was even crazier than he had anticipated. What kind of person would dare to do this when facing Romero?

Although the Armor Series Three Brothers did not have outstanding performance, they were very balanced and could be countered to a certain extent. However, what Puppet did was to randomize directly before the opponent chose, which meant: "I don't care, you figure it out."

A trace of mockery appeared at the corner of Huonan's mouth. He was truly worked up. Romero was no ordinary person; he was the pride of Mars, an existence that could represent Mars. Such an existence, wherever he went, had to be treated with respect and importance.

Random?

Armor Series?

Death wish! "Kuangwu, according to your theory, Puppet is guaranteed to win this battle. I really want to see how he covers Romero's mecha pool and operations." Huonan was not manic, but unexpectedly calm and forceful. "Martian Warriors, cast your vote of support and let them see our cohesion!" Once this interface appeared, the already aggressive nature of the Martians erupted completely, and all kinds of support weapons were fired, causing Romero's support rate to climb continuously.

At this moment on the big screen, Puppet's mecha had locked in—Armor Dragon.

At this moment, the popularity reached over 230 million. Earth's side was not as happy as Kuangwu Daren; after all, that was just an ethereal theory. Facing Romero, they were eager, but... they were not very confident either. The fear of being dominated by Romero in the S-Tournament still lingered in their hearts.

—At first, everyone thought Armor Dragon was Puppet's specialty, but as the battle progressed, they felt Armor Tiger was more fierce; that Tyrant Spear had a peerless momentum, which was actually quite suitable for fighting Martians. Even stronger was Armor Leopard, with manual acceleration, deadly pursuit, and the arrival of a tyrant. Before the match, more than half of the people thought Puppet would choose Armor Leopard.

However, it was the weakest Armor Dragon, this mecha that was balanced in offense and defense but too balanced and without any characteristics. Did it have any killer moves?

Everyone's heart skipped a beat. Except for a very small number of worshippers from the Xuni Qu who had been completely "bewitched" by Puppet and were screaming about a guaranteed victory, most people were staring at Romero.

Romero also only displayed his interface and did not open his personal perspective. His mecha pool had not moved until the opponent's Armor Dragon was confirmed.

Romero clicked on Ghost Warrior. Ghost Warrior was not considered a Super Mecha, but in terms of performance and personality, it belonged to the Martians' favorites and had a considerable advantage against Armor Dragon.

But it seemed he only glanced at it and did not choose it. Romero's mecha library menu pulled down, entering the Super Mecha zone.

A mecha was selected: Netherfire Genesis!

A Mobile Suit that exuded a monster-like aura from its design. Ghost Warrior was already highly oppressive, but compared to Netherfire Genesis, it was like a well-behaved child, while the Underworld Fire Fighter was a devil released from hell.

The Genesis series was currently Mars' strongest super series. This was prepared for Mars to defeat the Moon at S11. It had strong Martian characteristics, different from the Moon's gorgeous aesthetics and Earth's complex diversity. The Genesis series was monster-oriented from beginning to end. Its creator, Saze, was also the most representative master in Mars today. His understanding of mecha was: pure killing machines that needed to crush opponents from every angle, including visually.

Netherfire Genesis, medium mecha, Super Type, humanoid (monster type), 80-ton class, dual-engine nuclear fission drive, K23 Nether Blade, Genesis mimicry system, T53 Laser Gun, laser shield, retractable arm blade. In recent years, the development of Super Mecha had also made great progress. In terms of function, it had gradually moved from the initial cumbersome heavy firepower to focusing more on powerful suppression performance and effective attack power. Heavy firepower that could not form an effective strike was worthless. In this regard, the Moon and Mars had once again taken the lead. The Moon pursued ergonomics and created combat conditions that fit genes, while Mars emphasized genetic suppression. At the same time, Mars had always followed the doctrine of "taking what works" in terms of progress; as long as it was useful, they didn't care who they learned from.

The Genesis series caused a sensation as soon as it was released. It was too suitable for Martians. With its dark green ghost-like appearance and overwhelming sense of oppression, it canceled the laser eyes and some complex functions that Martians liked. At the same time, they also felt that although beast-type mecha had distinct characteristics, once they reached the top level, the advantages of beast-type mecha became weaknesses and were too easily countered. After all, the pilot was a human, and beast-type mecha limited the upper limit. Martians might be crazy, but their self-reflection and pursuit of power were already deep in their genes, and they absolutely did not copy the original version. The Genesis series was born; of course, everyone preferred to call them the Ghost series.

The K23 Nether Blade kept up with the trend of the times, a bit like the Ghost Martial Blade, but a little thinner. After adding the K23 Yuansu, the entire Nether Blade merged with the ghost mecha, like a tiger adding wings. The T53 Laser Gun was a classic Martian laser gun; they didn't spend much effort on it. They introduced the laser shield; as the pilot's ability strengthened, the convenience and effective defense of the laser shield became particularly important. Then there was the Genesis mimicry system, which all four great federations were working hard to develop. Although it would occupy a considerable part of the mecha's performance and there were stability issues, this was the inevitable trend of Super Mecha development.

The Netherfire Genesis's mimicry system was top-tier in the Alliance.

Netherfire Genesis was confirmed.

At this moment, a ridiculous feeling welled up in the hearts of the more than 260 million viewers.

Were they crazy?

Why were they seeing such a match?

Romero, the Challenger of the S-Tournament, after his opponent chose... randomized into Armor Dragon, actually chose Netherfire Genesis??

Not only were the viewers' discussions clamorous, but students from major Martian military academies were also full of questions. Because this was not the S-Tournament, it was a challenge match. Martians were particularly concerned about face; the primary goal was definitely to win first. On the basis of being able to win steadily, it was definitely the more gorgeous and the more showy, the better. Don't leave any excuses for the Earthlings.

Facing Armor Dragon, with Romero's strength, a Ghost Warrior was truly more than enough.

The result was not only not a Ghost Warrior, but the current ceiling of the ROM Super Type—Netherfire Genesis.

"Lone Wolf's choice is too strange; it doesn't quite fit his status as a king."

"What is all this? One really dared to choose, and the other really dared to choose!"

"After seeing Puppet's choice, I don't know how he can win. After seeing Romero's choice, I don't know how he can lose."

"Is there a possibility that Romero was with someone sixteen times last night?"

"Haha, are you saying this is an Earthling conspiracy? Lone Wolf can do thirty-six times in one night..."

Although this choice was a bit unsatisfying, all the streamers on the Martian side were very relaxed. There was no reason not to be relaxed. Even if they had to take their heads off, they would still say that this match was a guaranteed win.

The various neutral streamers and experts also didn't know how to spin it. They tried their best to make this match look evenly matched and maximize the show effect, but this gap was already challenging their intelligence. Anyone who liked mecha and had watched for a few months knew the gap involved.

Both sides had their Mobile Suits; next was the combat environment. There wasn't much room left for Armor Dragon, and without any surprise, Puppet again gave up the right to choose the combat environment, while Romero on the other side had long been prepared.

No one spoke, as if everything was a matter of course. Both sides had a strange tacit understanding.

Without hesitation, without lingering, a combat scene came into view—Kepler Giant Insect Battlefield.

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