NIKKE: The Apocalypse Arrives, But the System is 100 Years Late

In the original lore, the Blacklight Virus could restructure its mechanisms to massively amplify strength—capable of pulverizing a tank with a single punch.

And that was only at level 8. At max level, the power was said to reach tens of thousands of tons.

BOOM!

Chatterbox's chest caved in immediately.

CRACK.

The chilling sound of bones and machines shattering echoed.

The massive body was sent flying, tracing a perfect arc through the air before crashing into the ground with a thunderous impact.

As soon as Mo Chen landed, he shot forward like a spring, closing in on Chatterbox.

Now was the time to beat the fallen enemy!

Chatterbox, still disoriented from the earlier blows, struggled to rise, but was immediately slapped back down with a crisp "SMACK!" Then came a follow-up punch straight to the abdomen.

BOOM!

The massive form of Chatterbox was sent flying again, crashing heavily into the ground.

Mo Chen was relentless, chasing like a shadow, appearing right before Chatterbox as it landed. With a firm stomp to pin the Rapture in place, his fists moved like a storm.

Straight punches, left hooks, side kicks, sweeping kicks, and uppercuts—each move flowed seamlessly into the next, raining down like a torrential storm on Chatterbox.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Every punch struck like a cannonball, the impact penetrating to the other side of its body.

Each strike left craters in the ground beneath Chatterbox.

SPLURT!

Blood and other liquids spewed violently from Chatterbox's mouth with each blow.

Under Mo Chen's relentless assault, Chatterbox's massive frame twisted and deformed like a battered ragdoll. Bones shattered, blood sprayed, and any resistance crumbled under the brutal onslaught.

This was the power of Martial Arts Mastery, which Mo Chen had purchased earlier.

For a mere 5,000 points, it provided expert-level close combat skills.

But combined with the Blacklight Virus's enhancements, these techniques turned into a weapon of devastation. The synergy between Mo Chen's body and skill created an exponential increase in power.

From afar, the Nikkes rushing to the scene froze in their tracks, their jaws dropping as they watched Chatterbox—this towering menace—being thrashed like a toy.

Finally—

"ROAR!"

With an earth-shaking bellow, Chatterbox's energy surged explosively, muscles bulging and darkening to a sinister crimson-black hue.

Scarlet energy poured out like a tidal wave.

With this burst of raw strength, Chatterbox broke free of Mo Chen's control, stumbling to its feet.

Its bloodshot eyes fixed on Mo Chen, seething with fury.

"I'll kill you!"

It howled in rage, the humiliation of being beaten so mercilessly fueling its wrath.

Then, like a tank on a rampage, the Rapture launched itself at Mo Chen, each step generating shockwaves and creating sonic booms as it closed the gap.

THUD THUD THUD!

The ground cratered under its monstrous weight and speed.

Mo Chen cracked his knuckles, his signature slap attack currently cooling down for the next hour.

"Well then, let's settle this the old-fashioned way," he muttered, shaking out his arms.

A fiery excitement burned in his chest—a raw, primal desire to let loose.

As Chatterbox charged, Mo Chen didn't flinch. Instead, he met the attack head-on.

With a single, well-timed punch, he struck.

BOOM!

The sound of their collision echoed like thunder.

The ground shook as shockwaves rippled outward, reducing nearby debris to dust.

But the one sent flying back was Chatterbox!

It tumbled through the air like a meteor before its rocket engines sputtered to life, stabilizing its descent and bringing it to an unsteady landing.

Its eyes were filled with disbelief.

What power is this?!

It barely had time to process before Mo Chen launched himself forward again, a blur of motion.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Chen closed the distance, his fist already drawn back, glowing with the force of impending destruction.

What came next was a storm of punches, each one carving the air and leaving trails of light.

A symphony of destruction had begun anew.

BANG BANG!

Chatterbox managed to block the first few strikes, but Mo Chen's fists came like an unrelenting storm, every punch targeting weak points with surgical precision.

For a creature with no martial training, there was no way Chatterbox could match Mo Chen's calculated assault.

BANG!

Chatterbox's arms were forced aside, leaving its chest wide open.

Mo Chen wasted no time.

BANG BANG BANG!

Each punch thundered into Chatterbox's chest, caving it in further with every strike. Its head reeled from the blows, leaving it dazed and stumbling backward, struggling to regain balance.

Humiliation boiled within Chatterbox, and its anger erupted like a volcano.

ROAR!

Fighting through the pain, it braced its massive frame, stopping itself after sliding back several meters.

Its right arm's particle cannon began charging, crackling with intense energy.

With a guttural growl, it swung its arm forward, unleashing a massive particle beam straight at Mo Chen—at point-blank range!

The crimson beam tore through the air with devastating force, its heat palpable even from a distance.

Chatterbox's blood-red eyes gleamed with cruel satisfaction.

"DIE!"

But Mo Chen was calm. Instead of retreating, he surged forward.

Bullet-dodging Chip: Activated!

Mo Chen's form blurred, and the beam barely grazed his shoulder, blasting harmlessly past him.

Chatterbox froze in disbelief.

"Missed?"

It quickly reoriented the cannon, aiming again.

Mo Chen didn't give it a chance. Switching tactics, he materialized a massive shield on his right arm and lunged forward.

Using the shield, he shoved it directly into the cannon's muzzle while it was still firing.

The beam scorched a hole into the shield, but before the damage could spread, the shield regenerated instantly.

Mo Chen smirked. Thanks to the extra points left in reserve, his regenerative abilities were now unparalleled.

BOOM!

A deafening explosion erupted as the cannon backfired.

Chatterbox howled in pain, its left arm blown apart at the joint. The force of the explosion staggered its massive body.

Mo Chen seized the opening.

In one fluid motion, he leaped onto Chatterbox's dangling arm, bounding upward in a series of rapid jumps until he reached its shoulder. Turning mid-air, he delivered a devastating kick straight to its face.

BAM!

Chatterbox's entire body was sent hurtling backward, crashing through several ruined buildings before skidding to a halt amidst the rubble.

Mo Chen wasted no time, sprinting after it to continue the assault.

Suddenly, missiles streaked through the dust-filled air, aimed directly at him.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

They detonated against Mo Chen's shield, igniting a series of fiery explosions.

Amidst the smoke and flames, Chatterbox launched itself skyward with a furious roar, its remaining arm cocked back, ready to deliver a punishing blow.

"DIE!"

The massive fist hurtled downward, aiming to crush Mo Chen into paste.

But he had no intention of being caught.

Auto-Dodge: Activated!

With a nimble sidestep, Mo Chen evaded the strike and retaliated.

Kicking off the ground, he rocketed upward, his right arm morphing into a massive, gleaming blade nearly two meters long.

SLASH!

Blood sprayed like a crimson geyser.

Chatterbox's remaining arm spun through the air, severed cleanly at the shoulder.

"ROOOAAAR!"

Its anguished howl echoed across the battlefield as it crashed to the ground, writhing in pain.

Mo Chen didn't stop.

Descending like a falling star, he landed with a sharp crack, his feet driving into the earth.

In a blur, he dashed toward Chatterbox, leaving nothing but a faint afterimage behind.

One must eradicate the problem at its root!