BOOM—!
The massive sound came from metal rods crashing to the ground. Judging by the abnormal bending of these adult-arm-thick metal rods, they clearly hadn't bent naturally from simply falling.
This was obviously caused by some unimaginable impact.
In fact, it was the result of a clash between two combatants.
Kouzuki Yuuko, through her assessment, judged the weight and hardness of these metal rods and roughly calculated the force of the impact.
She had only one evaluation: that tin can was a monster.
This level of impact force would be enough to severely deform the main battle tanks of her world.
Perhaps not as exaggerated as being flattened into a pancake, but halfway there would be about right.
And now, metal pillars of this thickness were falling from above.
Like construction steel beams, a large pile suddenly plummeted from the sky, crashing toward the tin can man.
In reality, these metal rods were part of the ceiling of this steel-filled factory that had been knocked down by the "Golden Toilet" player, who had calculated the iron can man's arrival beneath them.
Unfortunately, the falling mass of metal pillars was either batted away or easily sliced through by the opponent's great sword, as if cutting through tofu.
Simultaneously, bullets that could release extreme heat—capable of melting metal rods into liquid in the blink of an eye—were fired.
Even micro-missiles flew toward him, exploding like miniature cluster bombs, adhering to the metal rods like white phosphorus munitions.
In this brief moment, the metal rods transformed into molten iron, ready to pour down on the iron can man.
The next instant, iron sparks scattered everywhere.
This scene reminded Kouzuki Yuuko of a traditional folk firework from the Eastern lands—iron flower forging.
This tradition had influenced her country as well, with some regions performing such displays during past festivals.
The practice involved tossing heated liquid iron into the air, then striking it with rods, instantly splashing countless light points in all directions, resembling fireworks.
The scene before her was similar—the iron can man had scattered the molten metal spray.
The metal liquid, at an unknowably high temperature, scattered with trailing light, resembling countless laser beams radiating outward, striking many demon monsters.
Those with fragile bodies were instantly penetrated by the molten metal, like foam being melted through.
Suddenly, the god's-eye view of this livestream began to spin wildly. Following a tremendous crash, the chaotic image finally stabilized somewhat.
Compared to the previously steady footage, Kouzuki Yuuko's heart sank, as it appeared the man had been struck by his opponent.
The impact had violently smashed him against the previously mentioned close-in weapon system, crushing it like a soda can that had been trampled beyond recognition.
With widened pupils, Kouzuki Yuuko noticed obvious cracks in his helmet's visor-like glass, with liquid seeping out.
Was that blood?
Before she could see clearly, he quickly dodged, and the already mangled close-in weapon system gained a dozen more claw marks.
These claw marks came from monster creatures resembling demons, which were also trying to kill him.
The next instant, some of the monsters were penetrated by light beams—friendly fire from the laser guns of other monsters who had failed to hit their intended target.
But it didn't matter. These monsters were all madmen, and killing their own kind to get to their prey was normal.
Of course, any monsters that interfered with the iron can man were brutally slaughtered by him.
The scene had devolved into a massive brawl, but the situation was extremely unfavorable for the human fighter.
The view captured the iron can man again—his armor had sustained some damage, showing that the recent attacks had affected him somewhat.
Then, Kouzuki Yuuko could no longer see the iron can man clearly. He had entered a speed realm beyond her dynamic visual capabilities.
The only reason she had seen him earlier was because he had paused briefly.
Not just the iron can man—even the fighter with the ID "Golden Toilet" was invisible to her. She could only see afterimages everywhere and sparks bursting through the air.
Since this god's-eye view centered on him, his high-speed movement made it difficult to understand what was happening.
She could only clearly hear the sounds of collisions, rumbles, explosion-like noises, and the roars and howls of the monsters.
Hmm?
At this moment, Kouzuki Yuuko noticed a helpful reminder from the black cat in the livestream chat—there was a slow-motion function.
Slow motion?
Following the other's hint, she noticed it too, but quickly discovered a problem.
If she used slow motion, by the time she could see one detail clearly, the battle would have progressed by several minutes.
For all she knew, the outcome might already be decided!
She wondered why this incredible [Super-Dimensional Channel] couldn't allow her consciousness to keep up with the battle situation in real-time.
But this was fine too, as it made clear the gap between her as a spectator and the people inside.
After another tremendous crash, both figures became visible again.
The situation appeared to be the iron can man having an almost overwhelming advantage, treating the fight as somewhat of a game.
As for the other man, his situation looked dire—his power armor was in tatters, and some viscous substance was flowing—likely blood.
Subsequently, he removed his helmet that seemed about to split into several pieces, revealing a pale face with blood streaming down it.
From his expression, it appeared he was preparing for a final, desperate attack—do or die.
Seeing him like this, the iron can man seemed slightly surprised, then removed his own helmet, revealing his face for the first time.
It was a terrifying face, though much better than the other monsters—his body showed signs of corruption everywhere, while his face looked more like it had been severely burned.
This small giant, standing close to two and a half meters tall, whose expression had previously shown game-like enjoyment, now turned serious.
It didn't appear that he considered the opponent's final attack a genuine threat; rather, he was showing respect by using his full strength.
"Bull, formerly of the 175th Company, under Lord Konrad Curze, Primarch of the 8th Legion 'Night Lords' of the original Astartes."
The iron can man revealed his identity, stunning the [audience].
Even Kouzuki Yuuko hadn't expected his identity to be like this.
She had assumed he was at least a mini-BOSS level character, but he turned out to be just an ordinary soldier in a legion?
A mere soldier could be this ridiculous?
Though since he was called a Space Marine, he was naturally incomparable to the soldiers from her world who could only operate on planets.
"Lance Plain, an insignificant servant of the Empire."
"Insignificant? Interesting. If you can survive my next attack, I'll handle the creatures here, and you can leave."
"I'm honored."
Their exchange left the demon monsters stunned. Then, following the angry roar of the first monster as a signal, both figures vanished.
More precisely, they had once again entered speeds beyond Kouzuki Yuuko's dynamic visual perception.
Almost simultaneously with their disappearance, an intense flash of light erupted from the center point between them.
As the light faded, the outcome was revealed.
At this moment, Kouzuki Yuuko's heart was in her throat.
It wasn't that she particularly cared about him; she was a pragmatic person. She wanted his technology.
So, she hoped he would survive.
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