Wheated Jack charged at Russell like a tank, Russell didn't retreat or dodge.
He wao personally experience just how strong Jack had bee after his mutation.
If he didn't uand the strength of his oppo, the battle ahead would undoubtedly bee extremely difficult.
So, even though this wasn't the best choice, Russell had no choice but to brace himself and face it head-on.
When Jack's massive right fist which was thicker than Russell's waist came hurtling toward him, Russell raised both hands to block, intending to withstand the blow.
As Jack's enormous fist collided with Russell's hands, Russell felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train. He was sent sliding untrolbly backward.
After sliding more than teers, he finally mao dissipate the force of Jack's punch.
Although his hands were burning with pain and seemed on the verge of fracturing, Russell didn't dwell on it.
As Russell had expected, Jack's strength after mutation was aire tier above his own.
Acc to the system's evaluation, Russell's strength was rated B, aimated Allen aher iransformed states could reach B+.
However, Jack's strength was clearly a full tier above theirs, reag the A-level range.
This was Russell's personal assessment, but it shouldn't be too far off from the system's evaluation.
Whether it was 'A-' or a solid 'A', this level of strength was something Russell couldn't match head-on.
While Russell silently assessed Jack's strength, the 'Dionesium Factor' within his body was quietly at work, repairing the damage he had sustained.
In the blink of an eye, Russell's hands returo their uniate.
It recisely because of this trump card that Russell dared to engage in a one-on-one fight with Jack.
After gauging Jack's strength, Russell immediately abandoned any thought of direct frontation.
In the following moments, Russell did his best to assess Jack's stitution and speed.
He cluded Jack's stitution and speed to be rated 'B+' and 'C-' respectively.
Russell's own stitution was rated B, while his speed was rated C. Jack's stitution was slightly strohan his, but not enough to reach a qualitative leap, so it remained withiier range.
As for speed, perhaps due to his rger size, Jack's speed was slightly lower than Russell's.
By now, Russell had a rough assessment of Jack's abilities.
~ Strength: A- ~
~ stitution: B+ ~
~Speed: C- ~
If you added Jack's bat skills and experience, his overall bat ability would likely reach around 'B+', while the system rated Russell's overall bat ability at 'B-'.
Although there was a two-tier differehey were still within the same general range, not to the point of plete domination.
The 'DC Apostle System', although emuting the game inally developed by Russell, had a modification after his transmigration, and he wasirely sure how it had ged.
The only thing he was certain of was that the system's underlying rules seemed to be the ones he had programmed, without signifit alterations.
So, while the system could provide ability evaluations, Russell could also make his own assessments, just one was automated, and the other was manual.
There would iably be some discrepancies betweewo, but they wouldn't be too signifit.
After all, there was always a slight differeween mae and manual evaluations.
Once Russell uood Jack's general ability range, he finalized his battle strategy.
Using his slightly superior speed, he would focus on precise, small-scale attacks.
Whether the attaded or not, he would retreat immediately after each strike, never risking overextension.
With a clear battle pn in mind, the steps became much simpler.
In the eyes of Alleher, and the others, the fight between Russell and Jack turned into a se of Russell occasionally sneaking in attacks on Jack, followed by Jack chasing Russell around the field.
This assassin-like fighting style wasn't something Russell particurly disliked, but he didly enjoy it either.
The reason was simple: he cked the kind of lethal o-kill attacks that true assassins possessed.
Russell's attacks could cause Jack pain, but that was all they could do, far from inflig any serious damage.
'Looks like I'll have to use that move...'
After dodging another punch from Jack, Russell turned and shouted to Allen, "Allen, throw that bald guy over here!"
Russell hadn't brought Jasper Sitwell to the training field on a whim, he had a pn.
When developing the DC Apostle game, Russell had included a feature called 'Fate Points'.
Fate Points were the only way to activate the Gacha Fun of the system, and obtaining them came with certairis.
By altering one's own fate or the fate of others, thereby creating a signifit impa the future, one could earn Fate Points.
However, this feature was still in its early stages when Russell transmigrated, far from being fully developed.
After all, Russell had transmigrated during the game's first alpha test, so he hadn't had time to refihe Fate Points system.
When he first transmigrated and was fag immi death, the DC Apostle system activated prematurely, granting him oe Point. This allowed him to draw the 'Dionesium Factor' as his Apostle reward... the only one he had received so far.
Now, Russell was once again pinning his hopes on the system's Apostle rewards.
This was also one of the reasons he had brought Jasper Sitwell to the training field.
"Bald guy, don't let me down..."
'You're supposed to be someone of importan the future. Rather than dying inexplicably in some HYDRA/S.H.I.E.L.D. flict, why not lend me a hand now?'
'No matter the oute, I'll defiake care of your family iure.'
With these thoughts fshing through his mind, Russell caught Jasper as Allen threw him over.
Jasper was still unscious, which robably for the best, at least he wouldn't feel any pain.
Just as Russell, holding Jasper, walked toward Jad intending to use Jack's hand to 'sacrifice' Jasper and see if he could earn Fate Points, Jasper suddenly woke up.
"S-soldier, what are you doing? Let go! I order you to let go!"
Sensing something was wrong, Jasper struggled wildly, trying to break free from Russell's grip...
