However, after making a series of moves, the other side showed no reaction, as if Revenant No.3 had forgotten everything except for combat, or perhaps Saudi had tampered with this Mecha before the battle.
Regardless, Dovir was unwilling to give up the chance to communicate with Mu Tou. He continued to move through the void, while opening the loudspeaker, "Big Brother Mu Tou, is that you? Answer me!"
Revenant No.3's body suddenly shook. A familiar voice surfaced in his mind, recognizable but unrecallable. But it was only a brief moment. Still in combat, he had no interest in paying attention to everything around him.
Dovir hadn't missed Revenant No.3's brief moment of stiffness upon hearing his voice, "Big Brother Mu Tou, it's Dovir, your old comrade-in-arms." Dovir tried to awaken Mu Tou. However, this method was only slightly effective at the start. After that, no matter how Dovir tried to communicate with him, Revenant No.3 showed no reaction, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Not just Mu Tou but other forces outside the arena had heard his voice as well. Players from the Federation looked at each other, seemingly guessing something.
Sky Shadow's brow furrowed more and more. It seemed Dovir's guess wasn't wrong. With his increasing mastery over Blank Paper Realm, he too could faintly sense a familiar aura on Revenant No.3. Besides both being snipers and sharing the same operational consciousness, he decided it was necessary to look into this matter. Sky Shadow slowly pulled out his phone to dial a number.
In the Saudi viewing area, the players' eyes also showed hardly concealable surprise. Revenant No.3? Mu Tou? Apart from a few people like Kexiao and Jiu Ling, not even the advanced soldiers knew Revenant No.3's real identity.
However, when everyone's eyes turned to Kexiao, he simply shook his head without any attempt to evade, denying it. Just as everyone thought, even if this person was Mu Tou, as an advanced general, he couldn't possibly acknowledge this fact publicly unless Dovir truly had the ability to awaken Mu Tou.
Awakening someone buried deep in slumbering memories is not simple; at least not something ordinary people could achieve.
But as Dovir knew Mu Tou's weaknesses, he held a clear advantage in this battle. Now, Dovir started to consider awakening Mu Tou through forceful suppression.
The Mecha galloped wildly through the void, with overlapping artillery fire pouring down, impacting the protective shield, only to be extinguished repeatedly, forming a rain of shattered light.
Clang, clang, clang, clang. The Six-winged Angel, wielding twin swords, pushed Revenant No.3 to the limit time and again, roaring continuously, "Come back to life, Mu Tou, answer me, you're a human being with blood and flesh, not a tool!"
At that moment, Dovir's eyes were bloodshot as he kept applying pressure to Revenant No.3. No matter what Dovir tried, he couldn't stir up the emotions hidden deep in his heart.
In fact, Mu Tou hadn't really lost his self-awareness. Comparatively, though, he had lost emotions. He was like a walking weapon on land, capable of rational thought and following orders, but he wasn't good at reminiscing.
Boom! The Six-winged Angel suddenly flew backwards into the void, pulling out long-range weapons, and using the same technique, the long-range sniper method Mu Tou once taught him, to attack Mu Tou.
In an instant, Revenant No.3 was overwhelmingly pressured by the same technique. The two utilized the same moves, the same actions, and Mu Tou's understanding of long-range combat was even greater than Dovir's. Yet, he was overwhelmed, left only to parry without the power to fight back.
"Mu Tou! Wake up! Have you forgotten all these skills? You used to be an advanced soldier, the Federation's supreme sharpshooter. Look at how pitiful you are now!"
Although Revenant No.3 had already lost emotions, there was still one belief that never changed—his pride as a sharpshooter. For that, he even dared to engage in a life-or-death struggle with the Heinsilio from the 12-star system. A being who could defeat Heinsilio in long-range shooting, how could he possibly be defeated by the Six-winged Angel, who isn't good at long-range combat?
Yes, the same shooting technique, but why was he being suppressed? He was clearly more accurate and stronger.
The reason isn't hard to understand. He was no longer the same person. His marksmanship had already lost its soul. The sharpshooter who once carried endless responsibilities had long been asleep. What replaced him was just a shell. Even if his marksmanship was accurate, a sniper lacking vigor and explosiveness was no more than a walking corpse.
He was not content, not in the slightest. Anger inflamed what little calm remained within him, as his hollow eyes gradually blazed red...
In that instant, Dovir slowly began to sense it—he could feel Mu Tou's movements constantly changing. They resembled the rising temperature on a rusting hull, akin to a lion just waking from its slumber: though its movements were stiff, its body swelled with the flow of warm blood, slowly reviving.
As time ticked away, Revenant No.3's stiff movements gradually became coordinated, even the suppressive force of the Six-winged Angel seemed to lose its earlier effect.
The terrifying murderous intent of Revenant No.3 gradually vanished without a trace, replaced by an unmasked will to battle. Yes, he would not admit defeat, as no one was his match in the field of sniping.
A smile slowly emerged on Dovir's lips, he and Mu Tou seemed to suddenly rediscover something lost.
Who said snipers must excel only at long range? As a super soldier, a veteran bathed in the blood of battlefields, close combat training was also Mu Tou's forte.
Clang!
In the blink of an eye, a crescent moon dagger was already pressed against the Six-winged Angel's chest and abdomen, yet Dovir made no move to escape. He smiled, knowing he didn't need to dodge because the blade would never truly strike. Though there might be a hint of arrogance, to truly awaken Mu Tou, this mentor and brother who had aided him numerous times on his journey through life, exposure to risk was worth the attempt.
The abrupt change caused a stir both inside and outside the arena, as Revenant No.3 swung a dagger never before seen, while the Six-winged Angel simply watched it thrust towards him...
However, the dagger never truly fell. "Big brother Mu Tou," echoed the voice, and Revenant No.3 abruptly halted his motion.
"Why... didn't you... dodge?" Mu Tou's voice was stiff and deliberate.
"The Mu Tou Big Brother I knew, was a gentle warrior who wouldn't even harm a small animal, let alone an opponent with no will to fight. Mu Tou Big Brother, is it you?"
Instantly, a flurry of images buried deep in memory surged into Mu Tou's mind. After several seconds of hesitation, he said, "You are... Dovir."
"Yes."
Mu Tou fell into silence... He was well aware of what he was doing. As fragmented memories kept flooding his mind, he knew he should have died long ago, but instead, he was rescued by Kexiao after that battle and was transformed into this half-human, half-Mecha being.
"Dovir, you've grown up, no longer the rebel you once were." Over the years, perhaps the solitude also changed many aspects of Mu Tou's personality, causing much to settle within him.
"Yes, let's continue this duel," Dovir said, smiling, though his eyes held a hint of tears.
"Alright, let me witness your growth." With those words, Revenant No.3 suddenly somersaulted backwards into the void, drawing his death ray sniper— henceforth, he would be Revenant No.3. He would not return to the Federation, nor did he have the right to; or perhaps he was already dead. Although he remained living, at least in this moment, it was Revenant No.3's true rebirth. As a flesh and blood individual, the only certainty was, he would not join forces with the Federation's soldiers.
"Then you better be careful."
Dovir also drew back at this moment, creating some distance. Two streaks of light rushed towards each other...
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