In the room's center, which did not differ from the previous fourteen floors, the tall golden armor stood silently, like an eternal rock.
It was still holding a weapon in a knightly manner, and the next moment, a pale golden flame ignited within the empty helmet.
Merely being looked at by that flame, Lu Ping'an felt an inexplicable restraint and oppression.
"...Is this the third-tier?"
Tiers do not represent strength, but they do represent the level of contamination.
Small radiation sources will be suppressed by large radiation sources, it's only natural.
Lu Ping'an felt the air around him slowed and heavy, as if he was breathing heavier.
It felt like the entire space was filled with a sluggish liquid; the actions were forcibly suppressed.
But Lu Ping'an laughed, perhaps this was a chance to prove himself....
"Move like water..."
Somehow, Lu Ping'an thought of a song title, which was also his understanding of these martial arts techniques.
