Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 219 - 129: Four Demon Gods!

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Seven phantoms instantly merged into one.

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Clank!

The Blood Prison Blade slowly slid back into its sheath.

This Mecha Body, less than ten meters tall, stood quietly in front of this apocalyptic slaughterhouse.

Watching that cleanly cut, as if it were a slice of bread, Ghostly Floating Beast.

The Director of Equipment Department from the Military sweat profusely from his head.

On this Ghostly Floating Beast, they had already expended the strength of an entire armored division!

But it was completely senseless sacrifice, the most powerful fire-powered warships couldn’t even approach before being destroyed.

The Purple Jade Star, First Fleet suffered 27% damage, the Second Fleet suffered 41%...

These numbers were shocking.

That was a loss of hundreds, perhaps tens of thousands of Star Coins.

But none of it could inflict a single scratch on that monster.

But now!

What did he see?

Was this damn thing sliced bread?

A Class-SS Fierce Beast had become a super-sized plate of bacon before their very eyes...

It might sound laughable to speak of, but it wasn’t funny once you saw that it covered thousands of square meters.

Not even a trickle of black blood had flowed out, completely sealed by the high heat.

The root of all this originated from that damaged Mecha.

This had completely surpassed his existing knowledge of Mecha, and so he turned his seeking gaze to the Deputy Director next to him, who truly came from a high-material science background at Pulan Military Academy.

But at this moment, the Deputy Director didn’t even glance at him and instead was focused on replaying that image on the small projection screen before him.

The video was frozen at the moment the black Mecha’s silhouette began to blur.

Enlarge, enlarge.

When he noticed a specific detail, the Deputy Director gasped.

"A large-scale Molecular-level Phantom Generator?!"

What?

The other higher-ups turned their puzzled gazes toward the Deputy Director of Equipment.

Taking a deep breath, "Commander, the satellite monitoring faithfully recorded this entire scene, you can see it here."

"The crimson flare of the muzzle suggests this engine’s energy source is unconventional because when it bursts forth at 40 times the speed of sound to propel a Mecha weighing several tons, none of the existing Federation engines can achieve this level."

"Furthermore, at the moment the Mecha split into seven... look, the other six Mecha Bodies that we thought were phantoms, please pay attention to the length of the light emitted from the flame nozzles on their backs, remember the length of each one."

The Director of Equipment looked on curiously, then as time passed, he drew a sharp breath and shakily pointed at the screen, "The lengths are actually different!"

"Yes, and the diameter of the energy tails are completely different as well!! But they all posed the same posture..."

"That means the Mecha just now was actually seven real entities!"

"How is that possible!!" This time, all the higher-ups exclaimed in unison.

For the first time, the Deputy Director saw all the military bigwigs focusing on him at the same time. He stabilized his state and continued, "In other words, it’s also one... because the one with the brightest glow was the main body, the other six could be considered real phantom entities. Five years ago, along with Professor Leon from the Pulan Military Academy, I visited the Gardot Imperial University, and during that visit, I listened to the head of their Mecha Laboratory deliver a lecture. In his project, he mentioned a possibility of utilizing molecule-level resonance with an extremely rare material in the universe—Z material, to achieve cell-like, short-term fission."

"Professor Leon said that to date, only a small piece of this Z material is known to exist inside the core laboratory of Dawn Academy, and it has been successfully divided into phantom entities of two Mecha models."

"Although it was only for a brief moment, the device they created was called... the Molecular-level Phantom Generator."

The Director of Equipment’s mouth was slightly dry, "So this Mecha means?"

"It means this Mecha definitely doesn’t belong to the Federation!" the Deputy Director said with finality.

On Purple Jade Star, within a single day, the Layela Clan and another unknown power had emerged.

It looked like they were all going to have to report back to the headquarters on Capital Star.

…

Mu Fan was not in good condition right now.

When the Shura Mecha landed heavily, the wild energy he could no longer control in his hands slashed out, and blood had already started dripping from his nose down his chin.

From the angle Mu Fan couldn’t see, the moment his blood hit the floor, it was quickly absorbed, vanishing without a trace.

Beneath the starry sky... the First Killing God.

These eight words could not have been just said by him, the Mecha still had too many mysteries.

The consciousness of the Shura Mecha simply transmitted and synchronized some combat information, but it didn’t mention anything else at all.

"Energy signature detected, remaining energy 0.1%, request temporary elevation of body control authorization."

Shura Mecha’s consciousness once again reached out to Mu Fan.

"Granted."

As soon as he spoke, a direction surfaced in Mu Fan’s mind.

In the west, there was a pulsing, sweet, and tempting presence.

Nearly a hundred kilometers away, but Shura pinpointed this faint energy with incredible accuracy, the red glow in its eyes intensifying.

Mu Fan felt like a mere observer, watching Shura Mecha take swift and efficient steps, rushing forward without any unnecessary movements.

As the blood-red cape aligned parallel with the ground, energy surged from the back.

The sound of a sonic boom returned, as the mecha sliced through the skies!

It left countless people staring blankly at the live broadcast, the scene of endless ruins.

It was only when that ghostly mecha took off into the sky that these people snapped back to reality.

In that instant, the once insurmountable monster was brutally slain by a miraculous mecha with a single strike!

"Ah!! Long live the Federation!"

"Glory to the Federation!!"

"Glory to the Federation!!"

The crowd roared with excitement, punching the air, their voices growing from a small group to a huge wave, starting from Zone A at the edge and spreading to Zones B, C, D, and even further to 2nd and 3rd Districts that were tuned in... Countless people, in that uplifting moment, shouted the same phrase in unison!

It signified the joy and excitement of surviving a disaster for all.

Many covered their faces and cried outright, a sudden transition from hell to heaven.

In the far-off 17th District, thousands of kilometers away, people were just watching the dire situation at the Core City through the live broadcast, some even taking pleasure in the misfortune.

That was where the nobles gathered.

The sudden beast tide might just deal them a fatal blow, but the highlight of the entire event, those two terrifyingly strong mecha, were etched in everyone’s heart.

The Thunderhawk that vanished into the Primitive Forest hadn’t faded from popularity before the Shura mecha, descending from the sky, killed the strongest monster in an over-the-top and terrifying manner, and became the hot topic of discussion.

This mecha, with every move radiating chilling efficiency, struck to kill without a trace of attachment before coolly leaving, captivating the hearts of countless impassioned youth.

In the most bustling commercial street within the 17th District, a youth of average appearance pushed through the crowd at a coffee shop where many were gathered to watch the large screen.

"Xiaowei, not going to watch any longer? I didn’t expect to see such spectacular scenes while touring Purple Jade Star," exclaimed a young man wearing sunglasses excitedly to the youth.

As fellow interstellar travelers, it was rare to find such breadth of vision and conversation. The youth, who had met Xiaowei only two days ago, was impressed by his vast knowledge.

Seeing his temporary companion preparing to leave, he attempted to persuade him to stay.

The unremarkable young man smiled slightly and gestured as if to make a Sky Communication call, then exited the cafe.

On the street that remained bustling, the youth named Ren Xiaowei took out his Sky Communication device, sending a simple message that read, "I’m Xiaowei, just ran into danger on Purple Jade Star, but everything’s fine now."

A mundane and straightforward message, sent two light-years away to another planet.

However, after several satellites relayed the message, it traveled through the photon network and left Federation space, entering a mysterious network encrypted with a 512-bit code twenty times over and instantly decomposed into text:

"Imperial Hawk Eye, codename: Wei, in the Federation’s 4th Administrative District, Purple Jade Star, 1st City of Zone A east side, confirmed Marshal’s target, one of the missing Four Demon God Machines from the Outer Domain 17 years ago — Death God Asura."

As the nondescript man pushed his plain glasses up on his nose, his eyes, which had fleetingly sparkled with sharpness, returned to a simple appearance.

Then someone patted his shoulder vigorously.

"Heading back already? The live broadcast is saying the Military Department is gearing up for a counterattack, and it’s so thrilling. This will be something to brag about for a lifetime! Let’s go, let’s watch together. I just want to discuss the mecha that cut down that big black sphere, it was so cool!! I have to call the Battle Net company and demand they include that mecha," the slightly chubby man said with a bright smile, nodding his head as Ren Xiaowei followed him back into the coffee shop.

As they entered the doorway, a corner of his mouth curved into a smile that nobody noticed.

His mission had already been accomplished, hadn’t it?

Now was the time to enjoy.

After ordering two cups of Star Jade Blue Coffee, Xiaowei once again resumed his knowledgeable and witty demeanor.

Looks can be deceiving, the young man across thought, as he mentally gave a thumbs up.

...

After the Shura mecha soared into the sky, the live broadcast switched to a scene of the military’s large fleet embarking on an operation.

Instantly, the whole planet was filled with curses, but what they didn’t know was that the military was firstly reluctant to let a mysterious mecha steal all the limelight and, secondly, embarrassed that they were unable to capture any information on this mecha.

The near-Earth synchronous satellites could not effectively track the mecha that had broken thirty times the speed of sound and possessed stealth capabilities.

The most infuriating thing was, who the hell bought these communication devices?

They malfunctioned again!?

Alexey was furious, so much so that he nearly splashed a cup of water directly onto the Director of Equipment Department’s face.

The moment the mecha left the screen was when he tried to order the monitoring to be switched, but the communications soldier standing up had already driven him to rage.

"Report, Commander, the monitoring equipment... seems to have an electronic malfunction, the image is interrupted."

How much money did you embezzle!

Alexey’s gaze now turned to the Director of Equipment as if he was looking at a dead man, unaware that a self-proclaimed greatest intelligence named Black was causing mischief in cyberspace.

"Switch to the Thunderhawk communication channel!"

Alexey put on his private communicator.

"Captain Ruan, this is Alexey, the Military Department has cleared the external monsters, now only the Big King Land Squid remains, not a threat anymore. Now, if the Military Department can provide anything, please speak up."

"Tch... seems like nothing’s needed anymore, it won’t be long before Capital Star’s Military Department sends people over. Could someone tell me why there’s an Ancient God Worship Altar in Purple Jade Star’s core region?" Bald Ruan said in bewildered admiration on the other end.

Hearing this, Alexey’s hand shot to his chest, his entire body staggered.

"Impossible!!! An Ancient God Worship Altar!?"

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