Chapter 585: NO．167：It's time to wrap up（x（4k

NO．167：It's time to wrap up（x（4k

Although GBN is strictly speaking just a gaming platform that carries games, since it is a game, it inevitably includes the game music segment.

As a game that advertises "free battle", GBN, although it also includes music from various Gundam works, also supports players setting exclusive machine BGM, even uploading BGM.

In the design of background music playback, GBN even possesses a mechanism named ACE privilege BGM in almost all game modes.

When your kill streak reaches 20 or more, or when the system defaults your machine's performance to the highest score—that is, the machine with the greatest overall strength……

The entire battlefield will be your default or set background music!

Just like the sound that now echoes across the field:

(evolution)

(badquestion)

(evolution)

The text of love seen through the mirror? / Just like seeing Love through the mirror

Will it become like Hate? / It will become like Hate

If there is an inside, there is an outside? / If there is a layer inside, there is a layer outside

Which is the truth?? / What exactly is the truth?

——

The song titled "Evolution" will be displayed at the very top of the screen in every machine's cockpit.

It's not hard to tell whose music is echoing across the field; accompanying that song are one after another MS exploding along the starry trail's trace, and the sparks bursting from collisions at the end of that long trace.

And the other fiery trail that collides with him at the end, contrary to the pilot's previous notion of not picking up stragglers, likewise traced sevenfold eightfold white marks in midair, with flickering firelight from explosions between each white mark.

Finally, in the firelight of the collision at the end, he shot down an enemy floating wing that served both as a propulsion wing and as a usable blade.

At the same time, he paid the price of a damaged shoulder guard.

But——

When the dense drum jumps straight to the male-female chant of "Ifeel?", "I'tseewhatitis?", it becomes clear who has the advantage.

For any observer unable to keep up with the two machines' flight trajectories by sight, the starkly contrasting, successively switching music also helps them judge the changing situation.

The ACE privilege system's judgment of machine damage has always been standard, and it is directly linked to the game's health bar.

Of course, for better immersion, most players choose to turn off the health bar and turn off the damage numbers.

Even if the game's UI style is quite fitting, even the health bar and damage values look like results from the machine's built-in assessment radar, not seeming overly theatrical.

Veterans mostly can develop a subtle sense of feel in this detailed game simulation; a large portion of those who build their own model kits, even able to act like genuine Gundam researchers, know the feedback of different material armors like the back of their hand.

But unfortunately, Evolto, who just fell into the pit not long ago, and the returning player who was banned after two matches, have no professional sense whatsoever.

Not turning on damage values is their limit, while the health bar, the most intuitive feedback, is also crucial for grasping combat information.

Even from the start of their duel, Chengtian Bai Ren and Xiang Yu Tuohai had already drifted apart; each watching from afar the slight reduction of the two machines' health bars, they deeply felt the machines' differences, and the latter obviously had even more to marvel at.

Like the fact that version changes still don't hinder the armor Aomo initially researched from falling behind, he also can't help recalling ten minutes ago, when Aomo proactively contacted him on GBN, letting him receive an email; when he was still surprised that the other party actually came online to contact him, upon going online he saw that special aircraft in his mailbox, along with the item's description.

That was a letter informing him that the aircraft was a special support pack completed three years ago but never shown to him, and also hoping he would join the team to assist in carrying out an ambush.

Naturally, the target of the ambush is Evolto.

Logging into GBN is not only to meet Bai Ren's expectations and find a fixed gaming partner for Bourbon, but also to lurk for that snake-skin monster.

They first met in GBN; then, considering the screenshot the other party uploaded, perhaps it was a coincidence, but more likely the other party followed him into the room; Aomo greatly suspected the other party had some obsession targeting him, so for this login, although he didn't hold high hopes, he also didn't mind calling someone in, at least laying a hand for the ambush.

He also incidentally put an end to his old knot from back then.

After being sought out by the real machine ling, he has thought about many things.

He thought about his current appearance, and also about the choice he made last night when faced with the problem posed by Texas.

He also thought about the three horse girls and one net friend in his current agency, and finally thought of the turmoil in Heaven Gate City, and before that, his friendship with Bi Ze.

The conclusion is quite obvious……

He himself has indeed changed.

That change began long ago, to the point he doesn't even know how many times he has lost a segment of memory, and to the point his mindset has changed, leading to later turmoil and gradual acceptance.

How did he initially become close with Qi?

How did he initially tolerate always having Bi Ze standing beside him?

Recalling his childhood and youth, he can easily conclude that his 'position' has undergone several changes.

And his position now……

It seems he took in the boss's reminder, and Aomo contacted Xiang Yu Tuohai.

Not only is he assisting in the ambush of Evolto as a helper, but he also wants to give closure to that old knot from the past.

W armor, named 'Conclusion' armor, he explained many things in that letter.

And ultimately, he is to bestow upon it—not, but rather to rediscover the original intention inherent in it.

Just in this battle, accompanied by the chant drifting across the entire battlefield.

Ifeel? / Mind not emptied

I'tseeWHAT-IT-IS? / Reality, model lake not clear

I'tfeelINSIDEMYSELF? / Inner self, empty and soulless

it'sCOLD? / Extremely cold

Like tangled lines intertwining, the Barbatos Dragon Hunter, under the icy gaze of its pilot, pierces through the cockpits of every machine along its path with claw, blade, and tail, while the light flow of its eye sensors blazes like raging fire.

outsideINVISIBLEFIER? / Outside there is intangible karmic fire

burnsMYSKIN? / Scorching my skin

it'slikenothing? / Such pain

I'vefeltbefore? / Never before experienced

He communicated in battle, and with Evolto, like a game, they accumulated performance enhancements in each other's slaughter, but he also noticed Jim positioned at the edge of the camera.

Memories sorted by the crystal core will not demagnetize.

It remains forever clear and profound, profound enough for Aomo to easily recall how that flawless friendship from the beginning brought him a rift.

His mind suffers from a deep illness; he understands well, like that song that always makes him empathize, it is unrestrained, eerie, and insane.

anOutoF-BodyState/this, the posture of departing from the realm outside

makingmyBrain/causing me dizziness

fusedinaspin/chaos disturbing the heart

At the same moment, reality reflected the card of a slender, bizarre lifeform, which also trembled.

But in the next second, it was pressed down by the expressionless chestnut-haired horse girl.

It seemed effortless.

She did not join this ambush; she was still following Aomo's guidance to remodel the Assault Freedom, and at the same time she watched the screen.

"Master…"

On the screen, Barbatos, which had again crossed paths with Evolto, easily avoided the remnants on the battlefield that it had hacked into attacking by a slight adjustment of its waist-mounted thruster, then pierced their cockpit with its claw.

He seemed intimately familiar with the cockpit positions of various models.

IwahroughtheDRKNESS/I walk alone in shadows

allthatIfeelischarmless/heart has no attachments

ifSomeoneelsecouldhearME/even if someone is beside me

IwouldCRY，but/can call for help, but……

But……

"Aomo!" Another voice, not abiding by internet spirit, that makes people lose their true names, also shouted from the person whose ID was directly labeled as Takumi.

"Correction of trajectory… 'Observer'." The faint voice also appeared beside her ears, and the formless, substance-less girl gazed at her.

"Aomo, what are you doing? Keep your eyes on your own prey!"

A torrential scolding came, from the great sword wrapped in ice covering its claws!

That chill was so intense it seemed to make Aomo inside the cockpit's gaze freeze, awakening him from the emotions in his memory.

Then he discovered his performance buffs were fully stacked, yet the slaughter continued unabated, his ferocity undiminished, and his hand still retained the crimson left from the enemy's cockpit.

The R16 label protected the corpse's appearance, but the striking red remained in his hand, becoming mottled from the iron claw's friction.

It's different now.

He thought, pulling out a hidden keyboard on the side of the cockpit, like a mechanic temporarily writing code, but actually just switched songs.

He switched "An Out of Body State" to "The Last Element"; to speak of why they fight, bewilderment is never needed.

He resolved to settle many things here and now, and with a heave broke free of the dark matter energy angel's frost sword.

"Thanks, Bai Ren."

"And Takumi..." He looked toward the faint outline of the new universe that suddenly dissipated at this moment, somewhat silent, then gave a helpless smile, without hesitation retook hold of and pushed the lever.

"Oh dear? I kicked air."

In the jumping nebula vortex, the mechanical giant foot stepped on empty space, but the instantly exploding gravity instantly enveloped half of the base map.

Countless wrecked machines and unscrapped debris were easily sucked in and crushed, while Barbatos Hunting Dragon type immediately seized the dark matter energy angel and together broke free from the overly strong gravity vortex, retreating to the other side of the map alongside the remaining AI and player machines.

Obviously this also included the Jim that Aoba Takumi purely heavy participated in.

"Is this version of GBN this intense?" The digital net detective, who hadn't been back in the pits long, let out an excited voice like a bloodthirsty spectator.

"What kind of power is that?" Bai Ren, who truly intended to play this game regularly, looked on with mixed feelings as the pseudo-black hole that had nearly altered half of the big map's terrain slowly dissipated, thinking that if not for Aomo's quick reaction to pull her up, even with the dark matter energy angel's three reds it would be hard to escape while caught in gravity.

"Far beyond last time's reckless modification, it's already at a level that would get banned."

Aomo was also somewhat speechless, looking at Evolto occupying a small space on the screen.

"Your armament will likely have a GM appear soon to ban it; were you provoked, or was your modeler provoked?"

"Um, this is something I can't easily say, but you, ah," the masked rider in the screen traced his finger along the helmet's chin, "just now it seemed to have entered some rather interesting state; maybe I could chat with my modeler."

"Indeed we could get along, in terms of disliking you." Wanting to raise a hand to twist his nose bridge, he merely scraped sparks from the demon's facial carapace and then gave up.

"Your buff bars should be full too, right?" Barbatos Hunting Dragon type released the dark matter energy angel, lifted its blood-stained claw to signal everyone to retreat; facing the obviously prohibited machine, the horrifyingly destructive Evolto, even the AI mechanics honestly watched.

While saying this, the demon silently redrew a side auxiliary keyboard; the demon-form character's slender tail also quietly rose, tapping obliquely with its sharp tip.

He sent a short message to his teammate Aoba Takumi via the ally channel:

【Result still needs to be used, preparing to launch the support craft】

Excitement flowed through the reply appearing in the screen's lower-left corner, conversely making Aomo sigh that his freshly rolled alt might be gone again, and he didn't know if this time they'd directly ban his identity verification.

Meanwhile the opponent strolled leisurely, as if they weren't the one to be banned sooner, tone light: "Of course, so quick battle, quick decision?"

When that question came out, both MS units, having already exited maximum power mode, fell silent.

The purple-red glow and crimson flow of the eye camera faded, revealing the original pure white and jade green.

Only the song remained.

At that —— "Yes" just want to press the button? / just wanted to press the 'yes' button — the moment the song fell!

One unit already prohibited.

One unit standing on the edge of prohibition.

Reactor power pulled to max——!

It's entirely relying on the game's damage control being efficient and convenient, not caring about a boiler‑exploding‑like one‑hit decisive blow!

And at the moment the heavy mechanical transmission rod of Barbatos released pressure!

Without Aomo needing to shout, a support craft suddenly appeared and flew out from behind!

With an acceleration faster than either side by an instant, it rushed straight for Barbatos Hunting Dragon's pair of damaged arm blades.

While this scene fell into the eyes of the opposite side, seeing the opponent's slightly changed machine designation, evolto merely transmitted an even more exalted laugh.

Good, let me see your greater strength!

The instant star chart appeared behind the opponent, all the special effects belonging to the Super System condensed into the demonic right foot rushing forth, in a standard knight kick, meeting the pitch-black flame blast spewing from behind, the raised right arm's wolf-head eye-pupil gleaming, the muzzle's light points condensing into a giant cannon.

The absolute zero cannon reconstructed with low-energy Paralovski particles entered the energy confrontation earlier than the knight kick, and in that split-second moment, Barbatos. w. X lowered the right and raised the left, the mechanical dragon head bearing the giant sword opened its golden eye-pupil.

Combined attack, to create special destruction that the game framework cannot process quickly, thereby simulating the secret technique possessed by Omega Beast X —

/delete all

The instant-kill destruction effect at the peak of the game framework collides with that equally incomputable ultimate celestial black hole.

The result will be just like the lyrics:

In an era where one can become a myth, not a legend.

No longer a legend, but an existence that becomes a myth.

Here, it can be simply understood as—

——Third-time crash!