A Portable Arsenal

Once the Paralyzing Nerve Control Device attached itself to a human body, it fused with the flesh and became difficult to remove. Attempting to pull it out by force would trigger its defensive mechanism, releasing neurotoxin potent enough to knock out any living creature.

This was also the final control measure Planet Sakaar’s guards used on imprisoned criminals.

Unfortunately, this foolproof tactic was utterly insignificant against Kyle, who carried a Mechanical Life with him.

To Visi, the energy stored within the neurotoxin device tasted rather good…

Kyle adjusted his collar. The neurotoxin device on his neck slightly transformed, extending an earpiece-like tip as it reported, "Master, radio waves have detected nearly ten spacecraft closing in from all sides. Before long, they will completely seal off this area."

"Is that so? Then let’s leave first. Venom wouldn’t dare remain in the Underground Prison anyway. Scan the building’s structure and find a safe route outside," Kyle ordered, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Yes." Visi received the command, spreading radio waves in every direction, penetrating the walls and rapidly calculating.

In just three seconds, Kyle received Visi’s guidance. Without hesitation, he set off, violently forcing his way through the alien guards before charging out of the prison hall and into an underground passage leading outside.

Seeing that he could not stop Kyle, the deputy captain of the guards allowed him to enter the passage. Then he urgently said into his communicator, "Open the Space Corridor immediately! We absolutely cannot let him leave the Underground Prison!"

Before his words had faded, the deputy captain suddenly opened his mouth in horror. In the cell area, a Scythe Man carrying fierce wind pressure ignored the guards, flashed through the hall in an instant, and likewise rushed headlong into the passage Kyle had entered.

"Send more men, and bring over Blade’s neurotoxin controller…"

Before he could finish, the deputy captain froze again. A massive, savage Two-Headed Snake devoured everyone it encountered with its two gaping maws amid the guards’ desperate cries, twisting its body as it slithered after the Scythe Man.

"Also bring the Two-Headed Monster’s neurotoxin controller…" Halfway through his sentence, the deputy captain shuddered and screamed hysterically, "No, go invite the Grandmaster! There are three monster-level fugitives! We can’t resist them at all!!"

Within the three-meter-wide underground passage, Kyle was rapidly running in circles.

That was right—circles.

Kyle abruptly stopped and looked at the glowing ceiling and walls, then at the bloody footprints he had left ahead of him underground. Surprised, he asked, "Visi, have I already gone through this place twice?"

"Yes, you have completed a circuit," Visi replied.

"It’s clearly a straight passage. How did I end up back at the starting point?" Kyle found it even stranger.

Visi fell silent. Several seconds later, it gave a reasonable explanation. "The Visi Planet possesses an advanced defensive technology called the Space Corridor. Once activated outside, the internal space enters an interconnected endless loop, preventing creatures within the corridor from escaping."

"Doesn’t that turn this into a trapped beast’s struggle?" Kyle thought for a moment, then came up with an idea. His body entered stealth mode and transformed into a cloud of black mist.

Stealth, Nightcrawler state, forced escape skill activated!

Kyle silently recited it in his heart. His body flickered, and he swiftly vanished from the passage.

Half a second later, Kyle reappeared in the same spot. Looking at the unchanged passage, he frowned slightly. "Even forced escape doesn’t work?"

This time, he was truly at a loss.

"If only I had the Sling Ring on me." Kyle irritably raised his brows. The Mirror Dimension and Portal Spell were natural counters to this kind of flashy high-tech defensive measure.

Tracing it back to the source, it all came back to that traitor Venom.

"Venom." Kyle snorted coldly, rage flaring in his heart like fire.

At this moment.

Inside a tempered glass bottle, the liquid resembling a pool of black stagnant water suddenly shivered and began bubbling. It rolled about, striking the cracks along the inner wall of the bottle, making it shake and tremble continuously.

Constant dripping wore away the stone. The largest crack along the bottle’s inner wall finally deepened and was about to split open—

Just then, the door suddenly opened, and the black liquid in the bottle immediately went still again.

Carnage strode into the room with an uncertainly grim expression. He picked up the glass bottle from the table with one hand and put it back into his trench coat pocket.

"This matter has already alarmed the Grandmaster. One of the top four challengers has died. The Grandmaster will probably be enraged." Carnage walked to the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window by the platform and looked down at the vast Duel Arena, as if he could see Kyle running around in circles in the underground passage through the floor.

"As long as you exist, I will be your shadow for the rest of my life. So, I’m sorry. Please stop struggling and die here. I’ll bring your corpse back to Earth," Carnage muttered hoarsely.

"Damn it!"

As though responding to his words, Kyle was currently punching the corridor wall within the underground passage.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without the Vibranium Bracer, Kyle could only use his bare fists, striking the wall again and again. Cracks continuously spread across the mirror-smooth wall, just like the liquid creature’s predicament within the glass bottle earlier.

"Master, based on this wall’s thickness, if you maintain your current punching frequency and force, it will take approximately 26,405 minutes to completely break through," Visi scientifically informed Kyle, indirectly reminding him that his fists alone could not break through this place.

Kyle helplessly withdrew his fist. He had merely been trying it out. As for giving up? That word did not exist in his dictionary!

"Right, the weapons and bombs stored in Card Space are no less than an arsenal. I can take them out and give them a try." Kyle acted as soon as the thought occurred to him. With a thought, he drew out a stack of Item Cards and shuffled them in his hand like playing cards.

Hydra Laser Tank

Kyle looked at the card, then quickly sighed and put it away. It was powerful, but it was simply too large. The underground passage did not have enough room to summon its physical form.

B Explosives ×10

Kyle waved his hand, and ten cards transformed into packages of physical explosives, piled against the outer wall of the passage.

Before leaving Earth, he had not brought much else with him. Only the unprocessed World War II weaponry had been abundant, most of it white quality, with green quality being the absolute best.

"Use it all." Kyle did not feel the slightest regret. He drew more cards and summoned another pile of explosives, completely filling one section of the underground passage’s outer wall.

He was not afraid of wasting them; he was only afraid of having nothing to use!

A moment later.

A dull, terrifying boom echoed through the underground passage, making the entire Underground Prison tremble as though an earthquake had struck!

"What happened again? Will this ever end?!"

Inside the Underground Prison, both the prisoners in the cells and the guards outside the hall wore expressions of utter despair.

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