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nJulian, after all, was an elite mid-level Soulmancer. .

nHis furious strike was so powerful that it could even cleave a small hill in two.

nIf William truly were just a novice Soulmancer, even in his armor, he would undoubtedly be unable to avoid it.

nMoreover, no matter how impressive the armor’s defense, it couldn’t withstand several attacks from a mid-level Soulmancer elite.

nEspecially for someone like Julian, at the peak of mid-level Soulmancer status, one strike could likely destroy the armor.

nThe moment Julian made his move, William had at least a hundred ways to kill him.

nBut he wasn’t done having fun yet,the armor had many features he wanted to try out. Since Julian wanted to play, William decided to oblige him thoroughly.

nHoping the fun would last a little longer.

nWilliam, mindful of his role as a novice Soulmancer, acted slower compared to Julian, but his alloy sword was already in position to block.

nTo onlookers, it seemed as though William leisurely raised his sword first, and then Julian’s strike landed on it.

n“Disconnect!” Julian shouted loudly.

nAn arcane pulse rippled, and William was sent flying hundreds of meters, even creating two long trenches where he landed.

nBut William’s alloy sword remained intact, and the crack previously caused by Victor’s attack was even repaired.

nWilliam’s abilities were immeasurable; as long as he didn’t want the sword to break, merely by his will, he could recombine the molecules of the sword.

nHe was quite fond of the armor,why would he let someone destroy it?

n“Damn! Is this armor Dr. Lopez made really this powerful?”

n“That’s terrifying! It actually withstood a strike from a mid-level Soulmancer elite.”

n“William is impressive too. Facing a mid-level Soulmancer elite, he even dared to strike first.”

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nThe people from the 13th Bureau were also excited, watching William in the armor battle a mid-level Soulmancer elite. Although he seemed to be at a disadvantage, he had managed to sever Julian’s arm.

nDid this mean that as long as they wore this armor, they could also stand up to mid-level Soulmancer elites?

n“Ah! It’s useless! I’ve tried that suit of armor. It’s powerful, indeed, but it’s too mentally draining to use.”

n“So, this means William’s defeat is certain, huh?!”

n“Isn’t that obvious? How can you think a suit of armor can surpass someone who has accumulated power over hundreds of years of practice?”

nThe people of the 13th Bureau were excited, but most of them believed that the outcome was already decided.

nMoreover, it seemed likely that William’s suit of armor would be destroyed here.

nOnly Steven and Zoey were just quietly watching.

nSteven was the only one on the field who knew what a foregone conclusion really meant.

nZoey’s attention was entirely on William. She was worried, but for some reason, her intuition told her that William would win.

nShe didn’t even know why she had such intuition.

nBut her instincts were usually right.

nExcept for thinking of William as a novice Soulmancer…

n“Don’t worry, he’ll be fine.” Steven whispered to Zoey, fearing she might intervene impulsively.

nZoey’s strength should be much higher than Julian’s, but fighting would likely result in casualties, and she has no need to intervene.

n“Mhm.” Zoey remained calm, showing no intention to act.

nWilliam was sent flying back hundreds of meters, crashing through many large trees. He did this to maintain his current role.

nAnd also, he hadn’t had enough fun with the other functions of the armor yet.

n“Can it fly too?” With a thought, William activated jets under his feet and soared into the sky, firing three ion cannons simultaneously.

nThese were the last three ion cannon shots. To use them again, he would have to go back to Dr. Lopez for a power recharge.

n“Child’s play!” Julian didn’t even bother to dodge, slashing with his sword to block the three ion cannon shots head-on.

n“Clang!”

nJulian’s divine sword shattered into pieces when it hit the three ion cannon shots.

n“Wow! What did I just see?”

n“Has technology advanced to such a level already? It actually blew Julian’s divine sword to pieces!”

nJulian spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.

nCould a weapon made by ordinary people really shatter his divine sword?

nAfter all, this was a magical artifact that he had nurtured with his soul for two hundred years.

nWith his divine sword destroyed, his soul too was severely damaged, and he was in bad shape.

nHe had never experienced the power of ion cannons, a space-based weapon. He always thought that ordinary human weapons couldn’t hurt him, let alone shatter his magical artifact.

n“Hehe!” William couldn’t help but laugh.

nThe power was impressive!

nUnfortunately, it was quite energy-consuming. He couldn’t even enjoy another exhilarating shot.

nWilliam, like a playful old man who had been lonely and bored for decades, finally found a beloved toy, began to explore the other functions of his armor.

nPlutonium?

nWearing this armor, he naturally received information about its functions.

nThe tip of the left middle finger of the armor even contained 1 gram of plutonium.

nWilliam couldn’t help but think that Jhin was truly insane.

nAfter all, a piece of plutonium the size of an aspirin tablet, if leaked, could poison two hundred million people!

n5 grams could poison all of humanity!

nAnd Jhin had actually placed 1 gram of plutonium in this armor.

nScientists doing research really are madmen.

nHe even attempted to let people use mental power to control the plutonium for assassination purposes.

nIf this 1 gram of plutonium hit someone, no matter if they were a mid-level Soulmancer at their peak, or even a being with Demi-God level strength, their physical body would be utterly destroyed.

nBut who could control this one gram of plutonium for an attack, except someone with mental power at its utmost limit?

nMoreover, if it leaked, it would render hundreds of miles around barren, not a blade of grass growing.

nAs for the other functions, like flame throwing or temperature control, these wouldn’t cause substantial harm to a mid-level Soulmancer elite.

nWilliam had seen enough. Julian suddenly flew towards him, moving as fast as lightning, reaching for William’s throat.

n“You’re going to die!” Julian didn’t want any more surprises. This move was meant to break William’s neck.

nBut William calmly raised his finger.

n“Bang!” William mimicked the sound of a gunshot with his mouth. 0.1 grams of plutonium was precisely fired, hitting Julian right in the eye.

nThe next moment, William sidestepped to avoid Julian’s attack. Julian traced a beautiful arc in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground, his body bouncing seven or eight meters before coming to a stop.

nThe scene fell into stunned silence.

nWhat just happened?

nIs Julian dead?!

nKilled by a novice Soulmancer?

nAnd what exactly did this novice Soulmancer do just now?

nSoulmancers who didn’t understand science were utterly bewildered. They couldn’t fathom how Julian had died.

nWas the armor William wearing that fierce?

nCould a novice Soulmancer wearing it really kill a peak mid-level Soulmancer?

nThen what was the point of their years of rigorous training and searching for treasures? Was there any need to strive for greater power?.𝒎

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