31: Chapter 31 Mechs

When it reached the ninth stage of the second floor, one of the testers who entered the Hanging Pagoda was already struggling to hold on.

His familiars had already been reduced to next to nothing after the consumption of nineteen consecutive stages.

When he saw the boundless mechanical legion in the final stage of the second floor, the strongest machine among them was a four-meter-tall Arbiter.

Moreover, above that Arbiter was a Mechanical Race deity.

Looking at the mere three thousand or so familiars left on his side, a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

But in the end, he sighed.

"I give up!"

As his words finished.

The mechanical legion in the distance completely vanished.

And that person was also teleported away from the Hanging Pagoda by a beam of light.

After coming out, when he saw that only one out of the ten spiritual pearls had extinguished, his expression grew a bit ugly.

Only one spiritual pearl being extinguished meant that he was the first one to be eliminated.

This made someone who had always regarded himself as a genius somewhat unable to accept it, but in the end, he still turned around and left this place.

Although he was also curious about how many floors the other nine people could persist to, this was the Hanging Secret Realm, which held countless opportunities.

Now that he had already been eliminated by the Hanging Pagoda,

staying here would only be a waste of time.

Meanwhile, the remaining few people inside the Hanging Pagoda were also fighting very bitterly at this moment.

Even Su Ming was no exception.

Su Ming looked at the two sides clashing in the distance with eyes full of seriousness.

After the consumption of ten stages, his Undead Army had already suffered quite a few losses.

Facing the mechanical legion in the final stage of the second floor, Su Ming had to be cautious.

The torrent of metal in front of the Gate of God's Domain suddenly stagnated.

The countless Order-Zero mechanical wrecks that had originally scattered in defeat and been crushed and dismantled by the abyss monsters rose into the air as if guided by a supreme force, turning into a sky-full stream of silver metal fragments that frantically surged into the body of the surviving Array-Rifting Arbiter.

Click, click, click—!

The extremely dense sounds of mechanical splicing, interlocking, and casting resounded across the wasteland, and the dazzling blue-light core spark suddenly surged.

Under the infusion of divine power from the Mechanical Race deity and the reconstruction of endless wreckage, the body of the originally two-meter-class Arbiter mecha frantically expanded, grew taller, and reshaped.

Alloy layers stacked upon layers, armor was forged and pressed layer by layer, and weapon modules were iteratively upgraded across the board!

In the blink of an eye, a twenty-meter-tall giant mechanical divine body stood in the center of the battlefield.

It shed the plain matte finish of mass-produced machines, its entire body covered in dark purple-gold patterned divine-forged alloy, and its bodily edges exuded the cold majesty of divine machinery.

Its shoulders were equipped with giant fusion pulse main cannons, and its arms mounted ultra-high-frequency resonance god-slaying blades.

Its head's prismatic eyes were no longer light blue flowing light, but a deep and cold nirvana silver light, with the mechanical divine pressure capable of suppressing all things lingering around its body.

This was the ultimate war form of the Mechanical Race deity after advancement.

High above in the sky, Sargalian, whose expression had always been indifferent, finally shed the laziness in his pitch-black dragon pupils, a trace of solemn earnestness emerging within them.

He drooped his pitch-black dragon wings that blotted out the sky, slightly stretched his massive dragon body covered in pitch-black essence scales, and a low dragon roar shook the four directions: "Master, leave that big guy to me."

Su Ming stood in the void and nodded faintly: "Alright, but are you sure there is no problem?"

Hearing this, the corners of Sargalian's mouth curled into an arrogant and disdainful arc, and the overbearing aura of the world-destroying black dragon exploded violently.

"It is merely an iron-lump deity piled up from wreckage with only size, possessing illusory divinity and vulnerable to a single blow; it is not yet my match."

Before his voice had even faded!

Boom—!

The pitch-black dragon wings violently beat against the sky, the gale tearing through the clouds, and Sargalian's massive dragon body transformed into a stream of light, carrying a monstrous destructive might as it charged straight towards the giant mechanical divine mecha!

The giant mecha's gaze locked onto the raiding black dragon in an instant, the purple-blue light energy around its body surging violently, its arms' resonance god-slaying blades vibrating at high frequencies, and the air being cut into dense spatial cracks by the blade light.

Before the black dragon could get close, the mecha took the initiative to strike, its shoulder fusion pulse main cannons roaring loudly, several thick annihilation pulse artillery columns tearing through the air and carrying the terrifying power to pierce through mountains, directly bombarding Sargalian's body!

Facing the energy bombardment that was enough to instantly flatten the entire wasteland, Sargalian did not dodge or evade.

His essence dragon body was driven to its full limit!

The thick, pitch-black essence scales lit up layer by layer with dark red destructive patterns, the power of earth destruction lingering around his body, and his innate super-strong immunity effect took effect instantly.

Several terrifying pulse artillery columns fiercely bombarded the dragon body, bursting into a sky-full of dazzling energy light explosions, the roaring sound shaking the entire battlefield violently.

Yet as the smoke and dust dispersed, Sargalian's dragon body was completely intact, with only fine sparks appearing on the surface of his scales, leaving not even a single trace of a wound.

"Futility."

Sargalian's dragon roar resounded, and taking advantage of the brief energy-storing gap after the mecha's artillery bombardment, he instantly closed a distance of a hundred meters, the terrifying world-destroying dragon might pouring down violently!

The formless and intangible world-destroying origin pressure instantly enveloped the entire mechanical mecha.

If it were ordinary living beings, even if their physical bodies did not shatter, their combat strength would still drop. But the mechanical mecha was different; it had no emotions and was completely unaffected by fear, still coldly waving its twin blades, its slashing momentum completely undisturbed.

However, the origin destructive power contained within the dragon might still took effect, fiercely suppressing the energy operating frequency of the mecha, causing the vibration speed of its high-frequency resonance blades to suddenly slow down, and the energy storage efficiency of the pulse main cannons to drop drastically.

Right now!

Sargalian's huge mouth opened wide, and the pitch-black destructive flames frantically gathered as the world-destroying dragon breath instantly surged forth!

The essence black flames originating from Deathwing were not ordinary mortal fire, but a destructive fire capable of burning energy and annihilating everything.

The pitch-black fire pillar crossed the sky, fiercely devouring and covering the entire body of the giant mecha.

Fizz, fizz, fizz—!

The incomparably hard divine-forged alloy rapidly melted under the world-destroying black flames, the defense barrier on the surface of the mecha shattered in an instant, the intricate internal energy pipelines were burned and fused apart by the black flames, and the originally full purple-blue light energy rapidly dimmed.

The mecha instantly fell into energy disorder, yet it still strictly adhered to its combat procedures, enduring the intense pain of burning as it raised its twin blades and fiercely slashed towards the black dragon's head, attempting to heavily injure its opponent through close-quarters combat.

Sargalian's dragon claws violently thrust out, and the giant claws covered in essence scales forcefully caught the two high-frequency resonance god-slaying blades.

The piercing metallic explosion resounded across heaven and earth, the blade bodies vibrating at high speeds, yet they were ultimately unable to tear through the defense of the dragon body.

The mecha's movements became increasingly lagging and stiff, its pulse main cannons completely stopped spinning, and the vibration frequency of its twin blades grew weaker and weaker, having already been completely suppressed.

Yet the foundation of the Mechanical Race deity far exceeded other machines; even with impaired functionality, it still showed no signs of collapse, frantically overdrawing its remaining energy in an attempt to launch a desperate counterattack.

Seeing this scene, the cold gleam in Sargalian's dragon pupils surged wildly, and he no longer held back.

The two collided continuously in the void, and it should be impossible to determine the victor in a short time.

Meanwhile, the familiars below were also locked in a fierce battle with the mechanical legion.

Both the Undead Scourge and the Machine Scourge were races famous for their numbers.

It would not be so easy to determine a victor in a short time.

At this moment, one of the other eight people in the Hanging Pagoda watched as their familiars died one after another.

Especially after seeing the giant mecha running amok in the battlefield, he sighed.

"So strong, is this the Mechanical Race? I really don't know how our Human Race managed to annihilate the Mechanical Race back then."

At this point, not a single person inside the Hanging Pagoda was relaxed.

Even one person who couldn't hold on chose to give up as well.

The boundless mechanical torrent was still too overpowered for deities who had just awakened not long ago.