Chapter 1491 - 1167: A Gift from the Future_2

So the question arises, is there someone inside this Fine Gold body before us?

No! Absolutely not!

This means that this fellow is most likely a Golem!

"Golem! Who created you?" Long Yi shouted amidst the battle.

"You do not have permission!" Wu Se responded.

"I don’t have permission? Every golem in the entire multiverse, if not made by us Giants, is made with Giant technology. Since you’ve admitted you’re a Golem, there’s something I must try!"

"Administrator Privileges!"

Long Yi yelled in the Giant language, and Wu Se immediately stopped.

"You have five seconds to verify administrator privileges. Five, four, three, two, one!"

The fist came at him again.

Damn it! Long Yi, of course, wanted to verify administrator privileges, but doing so required the use of Giant strength. But right then, all of Long Yi’s power had been sealed; the Giant strength simply couldn’t come out!

Clearly, Wu Se was a Golem, although Long Yi didn’t know why he claimed to be a god. Under normal circumstances, there were countless ways for Long Yi to disable a Golem’s functions with ease. Now, however, with all of his energy sealed, Long Yi couldn’t utilize such simple methods.

If administrator privileges couldn’t be used, there were other methods!

Since he was a Golem, its basic structure should have no differences; the Memory Unit that verifies administrator privileges within five seconds has a set that belongs to its own basic structure!

"In that case, I’ll just have to force you into self-repair mode! Try this!"

In a head-on clash, it was difficult for both parties, composed of Fine Gold bodies, to find a method. However, aside from brute force, Long Yi’s joint locks and groundwork were equally robust!

"How solid do you think your joints are!"

Long Yi made his move, but Wu Se immediately broke free, his escape techniques indistinguishable from Long Yi’s.

"You’ve even learned these!" Long Yi began scratching his head. The bald head of his Fine Gold body creaked under his scratching.

"To defeat you, we must become you," Wu Se said.

"Become me? Have you learned everything about me?" Long Yi suddenly asked.

"Indeed, all about you has been precisely imprinted into our Memory Units!" Wu Se said.

"Is that so? That means all my mistakes are also in your memories!" Long Yi turned around, retreated, jabbed, stepped back, jabbed again, and as Long Yi retreated for the third time, Wu Se’s attack had also arrived!

"Every one of my attacks is calculated. We are flawless! Your errors have been corrected!"

A punch aimed straight for Long Yi’s head.

But Long Yi didn’t dodge; instead, he took the punch with his forehead, his arms entangling Wu Se’s.

"Get down!"

Crack! Crash!

One of Wu Se’s arms was twisted off by Long Yi, tiny parts and fragments scattered all over the floor.

"How is that possible!"

Wu Se rapidly retreated, unable to believe his own arm had been twisted apart!

"Clearly, you don’t understand me very well."

Long Yi held the severed arm in one hand, while with the other, he pinched his flattened nose back into shape.

Long Yi had flaws, but because his attacks were so fast and overpowering, his shortcomings were usually concealed. But Long Yi himself had not forgotten these flaws; on the contrary, he always remembered them. At first, he had engaged in hand-to-hand combat with a speed-based opponent who’d enticed Long Yi into a rash assault, resulting in this very situation, with one arm locked in place.

Back then, Long Yi wasn’t as formidable as he was now; after all, as a regular person, he didn’t possess such outrageous strength. Despite pummeling his opponent’s face, he still ended up with a dislocated arm, taking a long time to recover.

And this information, not even Elsa and Ai Lin knew, let alone these impostors.

"Even so, having obtained one of my arms, what can you do? You can’t use energy; you can’t use administrator privileges. You can only wait here honestly to be worn down alive," Wu Se said.

Long Yi chuckled, casually throwing the broken arm aside, "If I can twist off one of your arms, I can twist off your second arm, even your legs, your head, all the way to your Power Core. After all, we have plenty of time in this Space-time Freeze arena, don’t we?"

Wu Se didn’t speak further. The arm thrown aside by Long Yi disassembled into parts and Wu Se reabsorbed and reassembled it, while Long Yi watched with a grin.

Suddenly, both disappeared, and when they reappeared, Long Yi had torn off another arm, but his jaw had been knocked askew as the price.

"Let’s go again." Long Yi dropped the arm and beckoned to Wu Se.

They continued to exchange blows, and Long Yi always came away with something each time. But even so, Wu Se showed no signs of fatigue. In fact, as a Golem, the energy expended in the fight was less than what his Power Core generated.

But this time, Wu Se did not move. His condition was very strange; his body was uncoordinated. His joints made squeaking and creaking noises, and then, with a loud bang, he suddenly exploded into a pile of parts. Among these parts, a Power Core and a Memory Unit were flashing light.