333: Chapter 327 High-Tech Combat Suit

In the distant corner of the corridor, the furious roars of the Monster Race leader and the booming sounds of energy weapons gradually faded, eventually being completely swallowed by the complex structure inside the spaceship.

As the clamor receded, all that remained in the storage area was the acrid smell of burnt material from laser beams cutting through walls, and a chaotic, deathly silence.

Song Yang’s figure flashed out from the shadows behind a shelf.

Intact storage boxes appeared out of thin air, refilling the empty shelves.

An illusion, or rather, a more sophisticated form of spatial concealment.

The Star Beast's spatial abilities were truly terrifying.

He had no time to waste.

"Click!"

Song Yang reached in, pulled out the metal box inside, and tossed it into his storage ring without even looking.

One, two, three...

Cabin after cabin was violently broken open, and the treasures inside were quickly swept clean.

The harvest was far richer than he had imagined; he had scavenged dozens of energy weapons of various designs, each bearing the intricate insignia of the Mechanical Race on its frame. Their craftsmanship and the complexity of their energy circuits were far beyond the equipment currently in service with the Human Federation.

If any one of these items were to end up on the black market, it would be enough to spark a frenzied scramble.

Soon, his footsteps stopped in front of a row of tall storage lockers.

The locker in the very center was particularly eye-catching; beneath a transparent energy shield, a skin-tight combat suit, dark silver all over, floated silently.

It had no seams, as if it had been cast from liquid metal in a single go, its sleek lines filled with the aesthetic beauty of power and speed.

"That's it! Quick! Song Yang, you must get your hands on it!"

Zeus's voice rang out suddenly, filled with irrepressible excitement, even cracking slightly, "This is the 'Eclipse Series' combat unit, custom-made by the Mechanical Race for their elite warriors!

Forget the Human Federation; even in the Milky Way Galaxy, this is top-tier gear! The combat suit you're wearing can't even be considered trash compared to this!"

Song Yang's expression grew serious. The value of something that could make Zeus lose his composure like this was self-evident.

He did not hesitate, channeling all his strength. The spear in his hand transformed into a streak of black lightning, thrusting fiercely at the transparent shield.

"Clang—!"

A deafening clang of metal hitting metal echoed through the corridor, making one's eardrums ache.

Song Yang felt a tremendous force rebound from the spear shaft, his hand going numb, and he was uncontrollably forced back two steps.

Yet that shield merely flickered once, not even leaving a white mark.

So hard!

Song Yang's eyes darkened; he would no longer waste his effort.

"blood vine!"

Several crimson vines appeared, instantly wrapping around the entire locker, and began to squeeze and constrict inward in an unreasonable manner!

"Creak... screech... creak..."

This locker, forged from an unknown alloy, finally began to groan in pain under the terrifying constricting force of the blood vine.

Subtle dents appeared on its surface, and the light of the energy shield began to flicker violently and erratically.

This was a long and arduous contest of strength.

A full half-hour passed; fine beads of sweat had seeped from Song Yang's forehead. The blood vine's energy consumption was immense, but he kept gritting his teeth and persisting.

"Crack... Boom!"

With a final, unbearable explosion, the indestructible energy shield finally dissolved into a sky full of light particles, and the entire locker was thoroughly crushed into a lump of scrap metal.

The moment the locker was broken open, the dark silver combat suit seemed to come alive.

It did not fall; instead, with a "whoosh," it transformed into a pool of flowing liquid metal. Like a living creature, it lunged toward Song Yang with lightning speed!

Song Yang's pupils contracted, but he did not dodge.

A bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped his entire body.

The silver liquid spread upward along his ankles, covering his calves, thighs, waist, abdomen, and chest... It fit perfectly against every inch of Song Yang's muscle contours, without the slightest obstruction or discomfort; instead, it felt like a cool second skin.

Finally, the liquid stopped at his neck and solidified once more.

A dark silver combat suit with sleek lines and a full sense of sci-fi aesthetic was now worn seamlessly on his body.

The cold sensation faded, replaced by an indescribable warmth and perfect fit.

It was as if the combat suit had merged with his nerves, muscles, and even his bones, becoming the most solid extension of his body.

Song Yang even had the illusion that as long as he focused his mind, this battle suit could change its form at will.

An unprecedented, explosive power surged and coursed through his limbs and bones.

He subconsciously clenched his fist and swung it casually at the alloy wall beside him.

He didn't use any energy; it was purely physical strength.

"Boom—!"

Amidst a dull, heavy boom, where his fist struck, the hard bulkhead wall collapsed inward as if it were tofu hit head-on by a battering ram. A hideous and terrifying fist print was branded upon it; the surrounding metal structure twisted and deformed, and spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions!

Song Yang slowly withdrew his fist, looking at his unscathed knuckles and the unrecognizable wall, a trace of shock flashing in his pupils.

He knew his previous strength limit very well; to achieve this level, he would have needed at least a full-force strike combined with his spear.

And now, it was just a casual punch.

"Stellar Rank Eight... no, even higher!"

Song Yang muttered to himself, feeling the terrifying power surging endlessly within his body; this was a complete qualitative leap.

"Hahaha! Do you feel it? This is the power of 'Eclipse'!"

Zeus's excited, booming laughter rang out, "And this is just its most basic amplification function! You've struck gold!"

"There's more?"

Song Yang's heart stirred. This exaggerated improvement in physical fitness alone was enough to make this battle suit a divine artifact, but judging by Zeus's tone, this was actually just an appetizer.

"More than that!"

Zeus's voice carried a hint of showing off, "Physical amplification is just the surface; its true core value lies in the 'Energy Circuit' and 'Life Field Synchronization'!

Simply put, it can increase your efficiency in absorbing cosmic energy by ten times—no, by dozens of times! Furthermore, it can actively guide this energy to temper your body, accelerating the evolution of your life level!"

"Your previous cultivation was like drinking water through a straw, but now, 'Eclipse' has connected you to an entire fire hydrant!"

The more Zeus spoke, the more excited it became: "With this, the time it takes for you to break through to the next major realm will be shortened to an unimaginable degree! The design philosophy of this thing isn't 'equipment' at all, but a mobile 'evolution accelerator'!"

Song Yang's heart began to beat uncontrollably and violently.

An evolution accelerator!

He clenched his fist, feeling the rhythm of the battle suit perfectly synchronized with his body. It was as if with every breath, wisps of energy were captured by the combat suit, then purified and filtered before silently merging into his body. This feeling of constantly growing stronger was intoxicating.

The power of technology could actually be this terrifying.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side, in a hidden chamber, alarms were blaring constantly.

"Warning! Unknown biological organism detected intruding! Defense system activated!"

On both sides of the alloy walls, which were originally smooth as mirrors, hidden compartments slid open silently.

"Click! Click! Click!"

Uniform, heavy-as-a-mountain footsteps came from the depths of the hidden compartments, as if thousands of troops were approaching, marching to the beat of death.

Immediately following, war robots, entirely cast from dark alloy, walked out one by one.

Their figures were similar to humans, with dim blue energy cores flashing on their chests and a single, scarlet electronic eye on their heads.

One, two, ten, a hundred...

In just over a dozen breaths, the chamber was already packed with a dense crowd of robots.

"Intruder confirmed. Executing directive... Eradicate!"

The electronically synthesized voice rang out simultaneously from the speakers of thousands of robots.