Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1276 - 11: Give the Opposing Mechanical Master a Chance

At this moment, Asmode simply couldn't understand why Shura's mecha, so small, possessed such astonishing power.

Under that terrifying force's pull, the strong centrifugal force almost pressed his entire body against the top protection dome.

As Shura's spinning accelerated, an overwhelming dizziness ensued.

From one rotation per second to more than ten rotations in an instant.

The Three-faced Beast in Shura's hands spun into nothing but a phantom.

No way… actually…

I'm going to throw up...

Asmode's face was now a bizarre purple, like an eggplant.

His abdomen rose and fell, eyes bloodshot under the strong centrifugal force.

—I can't hold it in!

He opened his mouth wide, and the turmoil in his stomach finally found a release.

Yet at this moment, Shura seemed also to have reached the peak of its force.

Suddenly, both hands loosened.

The Three-faced Beast was hurled from the sky, crashing toward the ground.

Thud!

Before the acid in Asmode's throat was fully retched, his entire body crashed faster into that nauseating matter.

His mental defenses completely crumbled at this moment.

A beam of blue light plummeted directly into a distant hill.

Boom!

Inside the cockpit, Asmode's body bounced heavily, instantly accompanied by a dense sound of shattering bones.

In a moment, half of the mountain was flattened.

The Mechanical Dragon Beast Evil Wing, which had just pulled its head out, was still shaking its massive head when the terrifying shockwave once again swept across its body.

With a piercing roar, the Mechanical Dragon was sent flying sideways for hundreds of meters, landing heavily.

Evil Wing struggled to get up from the ground, swaying a few steps before realizing the severe damage to its left side body, making flight impossible.

In its lantern-like eyes flickered confusion.

Its master had indeed come to save it, but why did the master go back in again right after it came out?

Just as it was about to let out another roar, a flash of rising red passed in its vision, and a black shadow crashed down from the sky.

Shura's right claw blade pierced directly, an impact wave mixed with countless rubble blossomed once more.

In the rising dust, Shura's icy claw blade once again pierced through the Three-faced Beast, lifting the colossal mech high with one hand...

And smashed it violently to the ground.

Boom!

As if a mountain explosion, the entire hill was completely leveled.

Shura rose, opened its right hand, allowing the previously tossed Blood Prison Blade to land perfectly into its palm.

The original hill transformed into a massive crater, its bottom blossoming with a splash of bright red.

As for Asmode, the thirty-second Gatepost Knight filled with fear, until the last second before his death, he never escaped the intense dizziness, and then the next moment, along with the Three-faced Beast, he became part of the earth.

He could be ranked as the most frustrated Gatepost Knight to have died among Solomon.

If he had been clear-minded for that instant, he might have wanted to kill not Mu Fan but his damned subordinate.

...

"Enemy, eliminate."

Shura's red eyes dimmed, bent its knees, jumped, and landed in front of Mu Fan, knelt with the blade propped.

From appearance to battle, it took less than half a minute.

The Gatepost Knight Asmode from Solomon and his vehicle were no match for Shura.

Mu Fan nodded but frowned while looking at the hill over there.

This attacker's oddness mustn't be an ordinary mecha... but its combat ability was likely far from that of a Gatepost Knight.

"Does the database have the attacker's identity? Could there still be a real Gatepost Knight, Black?"

"Compared to the universal database, bull head, human head, ram head... if this description is correct, it should be the thirty-second Gatepost Knight Asmode." Black's voice carried a hint of bewilderment, clearly surprised by the weak combat skills of the supposed Gatepost Knight.

"Why does it feel so useless? The combat ability of this mecha and that of Andumari's Strangling Demon Snake differs as night and day."

Mu Fan shook his head, not overly concerned. Since the Solomon Gatepost Knight had been dealt with, it was time to check the relic jump point next.

Just as he took a step, a pained howl suddenly emanated not far away.

The Mechanical Dragon managed to stagger and stand up, spreading its wings to fly, but as it fully extended, it pulled open a large wound inflicted by Shura on its left side.

It was apparent that some kind of neural connection existed under the mechanical armor. The dragon immediately began a painful outcry.

"Over there."

Shura placed Mu Fan onto its shoulder. The Scarlet Cloak behind it expanded into a misty light pressing him securely, then after a few jumps, it landed in front of the dragon.

Thud!

A circle of dust spread.

Evil Wing raised its fierce dragon head, lights gleaming in its throat, yet when the lantern eyes saw the small figure face to face, fear instantly surged within.

The dragon unexpectedly snapped its mouth shut.

With a pop, the flames were forcibly extinguished, and two plumes of black smoke puffed from between its teeth.

At this moment, the dragon seemed to explode with incredible potential, ignoring the wounded left side, its wings flared up and, though trailing smoke, it turned to stagger toward the sky.

Mu Fan was a bit dazed.

That dragon just now was a mechanical beast, no doubt.

But what was with that look of fear in its eyes, did machines also have life?

And this exceedingly smooth escape motion, completely at odds with its ferocious physique.

There are escape-capable mechanical beasts in the world?

In that moment, Mu Fan felt as though his imagination was somewhat lacking.

"Shura, intercept it."

In Shura's right palm appeared three red light darts, tossed into the air.

Tink, tink, tink, three melodious metallic clinks sounded,

Evil Wing's massive dragon head turned just in time.

Boom!

Already struck-below the left side body, three blood fountains exploded out, beginning to billow black viscous substances.

Evil Wing's eyes filled with grief and rage, its head raised with a mournful wail, wings pulled in, plunging from the sky.

Bang!

Dust swirled up dozens of meters high, and the dragon with black patches crashed heavily into the dirt.

Shura walked over unhurriedly.

Looking at the enormous body lying down even in failure.

Its red eyes flickered with light.

Mu Fan's calm eyes currently held a sliver of curiosity.

He was now sure the dragon indeed possessed intelligence.

It understood avoiding danger, could flee without fighting, and when looking at him, it somehow knew to cast a pleading glance toward him?

Mu Fan instinctively rubbed his chin.

He could confirm the eyes were addressing him directly.

Could it be there's a person piloting this dragon?

Mu Fan sensed he was faintly grasping the essence of this situation.

Certainly, there must be someone inside piloting this Mechanical Dragon.

Therefore, they know about him as Shura's mechanical master.

"Shura, open its head or chest cavity and find the cockpit."

Unexpectedly, just as Mu Fan spoke.

The dragon sprang up from the ground, just two meters of elevation, and then knelt down with the force of mountains toppling and columns collapsing toward Mu Fan.

The two smoking wings flapped on the ground, and its huge dragon head kept plunging into the dirt.

The lantern-like eyes conveyed indescribable fear.

This... clearly was incessant kowtowing.

This...

Shura took a step forward; Evil Wing had already buried its head in the mud, trembling.

Without a trace of emotion in its eyes, executing the command faithfully.

The gleaming claw blade popped out again from its hand armor's gaps.

Its gaze fixed on the Mechanical Dragon's head and abdomen...

"Wait."

Mu Fan spoke up.

He felt it was necessary to give the mechanical master across a chance.