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

Unexpectedly, her attack was dodged once again.

Not only that, but Eunhwa even blocked it—one hand deflecting the strike while she took a swift step forward.

Her right hand shot out from below, moving faster than the eye could track, and delivered a fierce palm strike directly to Laplace's abdomen!

The condensed power erupted violently.

"Boom—!"

A muffled impact echoed.

Laplace's body curled from the force, as if she had been struck by a cannonball. She soared ten meters through the air before slamming into a collapsed wall with a loud crash.

Her back embedded into the cracked structure, sending web-like fissures spreading across the ruined concrete.

She—Laplace—had just been struck down by a sniper.

Supporting herself against the wall, she clenched her fists.

With a loud bang, she slammed her hands against the wall—using the rebound force to launch herself forward, breaking through the shattered concrete.

She seemed enraged now.

A surge of violent energy erupted from her body, and with a mighty stomp, the ground beneath her shattered.

Using the force, she shot forward like a projectile, rocketing toward Eunhwa!

The sheer force of her charge was immense.

Even without weapons, a Nikke's mechanical body was a top-tier killing machine.

Even Eunhwa knew she couldn't afford to take the hit head-on, so she swiftly dodged back, choosing to evade the assault.

But Laplace pressed the attack relentlessly, chasing after Eunhwa with a flurry of rapid, thunderous strikes.

Her blows tore through the air like a raging storm, each fist carrying monstrous force and speed, enhanced by her powerful mechanical body.

However Eunhwa wasn't just any sniper.

Despite her designation, she displayed close-combat prowess completely unbecoming of a marksman.

Her movements were swift, her reaction speed sharp, and her blows packed enough force to go toe-to-toe with a high-level combat unit like Laplace.

In mere minutes, the two had already exchanged dozens of blows.

Each strike met with another—the intensity of the battle reaching its peak.

"Bang! Bang! Bang—!"

Eunhwa kicked off the ground, her legs propelling her into a fluid backflip, narrowly dodging a devastating punch.

She rolled upon landing, dispersing the force, before springing up into a crouch—pulling out her pistol and instantly firing back.

"Ding! Ding! Ding—!"

Charging forward, Laplace didn't even bother dodging.

She raised her arms, letting the bullets bounce harmlessly off her reinforced forearms. Then, with a burst of speed, she surged toward Eunhwa even faster than before.

A standard pistol round, while formidable against human targets, was practically useless against Laplace's enhanced alloy-reinforced body.

Forget damaging her—even breaking her armor was a challenge.

Eunhwa emptied her magazine, then tossed aside the pistol without hesitation.

She sprinted backward, and just as Laplace threw a punch, Eunhwa lowered her stance and dashed forward.

With a sudden burst of speed, she slipped beneath Laplace's arm and delivered a perfectly aimed punch to her armpit—a weak spot in the armor.

"Boom—!"

Laplace's body was sent flying yet again.

The sheer force of the strike was so immense that even a Rapture would struggle to withstand it.

Mid-air, Laplace's eyes widened in shock.

She couldn't believe it!

Hooking her fingers around an exposed steel bar, she forcibly halted her momentum, her body twisting mid-air.

Then, with a powerful kick-off, she charged at Eunhwa once more.

This time—she didn't just attack blindly.

As she closed the distance, she suddenly whipped out the steel bar she had grabbed and hurled it like a spear.

At the same time—she followed closely behind it, preparing for a finishing blow.

If Eunhwa dodged the projectile, she would inevitably expose herself to Laplace's direct attack.

As expected, just as predicted, she leaned back, tilting her head and arching her waist—dodging the incoming steel bar by mere millimeters.

Laplace's fist was already in front of her.

However, unlike what Laplace had anticipated, Eunhwa didn't rise to counter. Instead, she pressed her right hand against the ground, twisting her body into an impossible angle. Using her palm as the pivot, she spun around midair, executing a whirlwind kick that landed with a resounding "Boom!", slamming straight into Laplace!

A sniper with such formidable close-combat abilities?!

Laplace was sent flying.

Before she could even get back on her feet, Eunhwa had already closed the distance in a flash, dashing at an astonishing speed.

Instinctively, Laplace raised her arms to block.

Eunhwa let out a low exhale, her body tensing up as if coming to life. With explosive force, she threw a devastating punch, its speed so intense that only afterimages remained.

"Boom—!"

Laplace's arms snapped under the force of the impact!

The momentum of the strike didn't stop there. The leftover force blasted straight into Laplace's chest.

"Boom—!"

A gaping hole was blown straight through her torso!

Laplace stared blankly at the massive wound in her chest, her expression filled with disbelief.

How had she been defeated?

Eunhwa withdrew her hand, and with her power core shattered, Laplace's body wavered unsteadily.

Her complexion turned ashen, as if all color had drained from her in an instant. Her once-sharp, determined eyes lost focus, becoming empty and dazed. Her arms hung limply at her sides, her legs trembling.

Then—her knees buckled, and she collapsed forward, her body falling like a broken reed, losing consciousness completely.

Eunhwa breathed heavily, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink, resembling a blossom in early spring.

Sweat dripped from her forehead, dampening her hair. Tiny beads of perspiration glistened under the dim light, adding a captivating glow to her battle-worn appearance.

Her slender figure, accentuated by the tight-fitting battle suit, appeared even more toned and powerful—her muscles subtly defined, exuding a graceful yet formidable strength.

Her steps were a little heavy, but each one held unwavering resolve.

Even though she had previously fought alongside Laplace, taking on Tyrant-class Raptures together, she hadn't truly realized how powerful she was until now.

If not for the battle suit the commander had given her, she would have been in serious danger.

Yes, she was wearing the GANZ battle suit.

It had greatly enhanced her speed, strength, and reaction time.

Even though her combat skills were inferior to Laplace's, the overwhelming stat boosts from the suit allowed her to achieve victory.

However…

This battle suit was far too humiliating!

Eunhwa quickly pulled her trench coat tighter around herself, her face showing an embarrassed frustration.

In her mind, she was certain that Mo Chen had done this on purpose. How could less armor be stronger than heavier armor?

Yet, another strange thought crept into her mind.

Why was the commander so insistent on making her wear this suit?

Was he… hinting at something?

As Eunhwa's mind wandered, the other two Absolute Squad members' battles were also reaching their conclusions.

Drenched in blood and wounds, Drake struggled against gravity, her body trembling as she tried to stay upright.

But the strength in her body had already faded away.

After a few unsteady steps, she collapsed straight onto the ground, her limbs sprawled weakly, lying motionless in the dirt.

Her clothes, torn and dust-streaked, bore marks of her relentless struggle.