82: Chapter 82 Poisoning

Situations similar to those of Bai Yuanyu and Wu Feng were happening all the time.

In just one day, many Students who knew each other had already formed an Alliance.

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But Chen Mo had not formed an Alliance with anyone, nor did he need to.

"Divine Lord, a total of 32 Sun Wheel Clan gathering points and 11 indigenous city-states suspected to be occupied by Students have been discovered. Additionally, there are three Level 1 danger zones and two Level 2 danger zones."

Number One earnestly repeated the intelligence organized by the Observation Units to Chen Mo one by one.

Chen Mo nodded and looked at the simplified map projected in front of him by Number One.

During this day, Chen Mo had done nothing, yet he had done everything.

A radius of three thousand miles had been explored by his Observation Units, and this map was the result.

"What are the casualties?"

"Five Observation Units were lost." Number One's emotionless voice followed.

"Hmm! Still within the acceptable range. The original plan can begin!"

"Yes, Divine Lord."

A flash of red light flickered in Number One's eyes, and at the same time, the eyes of the thousands of Combat Units waiting outside the temple simultaneously lit up with red light.

"Hum!"

"Spirit Machine armory opened. Verifying permissions. Verification passed."

Digital Pan-Will descended. Each Combat Unit was enveloped in mimetic particles. The metal armor on their backs quickly dematerialized, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a special Spirit Machine resembling mechanical wings.

"Tier 4 Spirit Machine armament: K1077 - High-Mobility Portable Armor, equipped!"

K1077: High-Mobility Portable Armor.

Effect: Base flight speed +110

"Depart!"

Chen Mo's voice suddenly rang out from inside the temple.

"Yes, Divine Lord!"

3,000 Combat Units that had already been upgraded to Tier 4 responded in unison and instantly took to the sky.

The speed they erupted with in that instant was not even inferior to the running speed of Blood One.

And this was the characteristic of the Jikai Race; their combat power was never based on their own stats, but on the stats of the Spirit Machine they used.

Of course, there were strict limits on the quantity and tier of Spirit Machines that each Jikai Race member could carry.

For example, with the K1077 currently in use, this single set of portable armor alone made these Tier 4 Combat Units unable to bear any other Spirit Machines.

So, the question arose.

What was the use of just being fast?

The answer was that it was very useful, extremely useful.

At some point, Chen Mo had appeared at the entrance of the temple.

He gazed at the Combat Units flying away in all directions like scattering flower petals, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

A dozen or so minutes later, the first Combat Unit had reached its designated location.

Below was an indigenous city-state not much different from White Moon City, with a population of at least ten thousand.

"Detecting. Number of Life forms: 12,575. Meets deployment standards. Combat Unit-X0655 requests deployment."

"Deployment authorized."

Number One's voice slowly sounded.

"Yes."

Without any hesitation, 0655 immediately swooped down, flying straight toward the largest water source in the city-state.

Similar situations were happening constantly, but not every one was as smooth as the first Combat Unit's.

"Who are you!"

Above a bustling city-state, a temple priest walking on air stared fixedly at Combat Unit-0983 not far away.

"Detecting. Target energy level: Tier 8 Peak. Combat Unit-0983 requests Plan B, forced deployment."

"Request rejected. Return immediately."

Number One's voice sounded again.

"Yes."

Upon receiving the order, the Combat Unit turned and left without the slightest hesitation, but clearly, this high-ranking Sun Wheel priest did not intend to let it go.

"Where do you think you're running!"

Although a Tier 8 transcendent was nothing in the Main World, they were considered among the strong in the Twin Star Plane.

This person was still quite confident in their own strength.

However...

"To think... I can't catch up!"

The temple priest attempting to pursue stopped abruptly, and the enemy in his eyes had completely disappeared into the horizon.

At the same time, in front of a small river in the city-state below, an incredibly ordinary-looking Sun Wheel Clan woman walked to the riverside with a calm expression.

She slowly crouched down and, as if playing in the water, placed her right hand into the river.

Beneath the surface of the water, the palm that should have been flesh and blood instantly disassembled, revealing the unique mechanical structure of the Jikai Race.

And within this complex mechanical structure, a well-sealed small glass bottle immediately appeared and slowly sank into the stream.

Before long, a small fish with sharp teeth appeared beside the glass bottle.

It looked at this never-before-seen object with some confusion, seemingly hesitating whether to take a bite.

But before it could make a decision, the originally sealed glass bottle suddenly burst open.

Blood... rich yet rapidly dissolving blood.

But compared to the pale blue blood of the Sun Wheel Clan, this blood presented a blackness that came from the abyss.

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