52: Chapter 52: Hand-crafted Half-Step Platinum Mother Nest, Major Mutation of the Mechanical Furnace

"Come here."

Lin Yuan grabbed at the empty air.

Dark golden Law power clamped directly onto the dying Tyrant Demon, forcibly pulling it up into the sky above the volcanic belt.

The frenzy in the Tyrant Demon's eyes transformed into extreme docility and fanaticism.

It seemed to realize what its creator wanted to do, so it did not resist, actively dissipating the final defensive mechanisms on its body surface.

"Creation Extraction."

Lin Yuan's gaze was cold as [Creation Extraction] erupted.

Dark golden chains cut deep into the Tyrant Demon's body.

Under the crushing force, the Tyrant Demon's shattered remains turned into ash filling the sky.

Above Lin Yuan's palm, a fist-sized halo of concepts, flowing with deep black light and dark golden specks, pulsed slowly.

[Notification: Law ignored, extraction successful!]

[You have obtained the composite concept entry: Abyss Living Liquid Metal (Epic-grade incomplete/specialized version).]

[Entry Effect: Contains extremely high concentrations of abyssal metal genes and assimilation/devouring characteristics. After being bestowed upon a target, the target will undergo a metallic transformation of its life form, capable of autonomously devouring and fusing all ores, and converting them into high-concentration living liquid metal streams.]

"Only an incomplete Epic-grade... Well, that makes sense, after all, it was only a Silver-grade Tyrant Demon."

Lin Yuan looked at the halo in his palm without disappointment.

It was enough to modify a Silver-grade furnace.

He clenched his five fingers and smashed the conceptual halo into the mechanical furnace below.

"Boom—!!!"

As the entry merged with the blast furnace, the temperature of the entire volcanic belt suddenly skyrocketed.

An incredible mutation began.

The mechanical factory, originally built from cold steel and alloys, seemed to be endowed with true life the moment it touched the conceptual halo.

The steel walls began to soften and squirm.

A dark black liquid metal, like a conscious living creature, spread upward along the base of the building.

"Click, click, click..."

The sounds of metal breaking and restructuring were endless.

Those rigid conveyor tracks were melted and reshaped into thick, dark black metallic intestines.

Mechanical arms hanging from the dome grew fine barbs on their surfaces, and the grippers at the tips mutated into large mouths filled with alloy teeth.

The core hundred-meter-tall furnace.

Thick, dark red blood vessel-like patterns emerged on its outer walls.

Every time it drew magma from below, the furnace would emit a "thump-thump" heartbeat sound.

At the top of the furnace, a gap split open, forming a feed port that looked like the maw of an abyssal giant.

Pure mechanical industry.

In this moment, it was twisted into something creepy and mechanical punk!

The dark golden light dissipated.

The new data for this building unfolded before Lin Yuan's eyes.

[Building Name: living casting mother nest (Formerly Fully Automatic Mechanical Furnace)]

[Grade: Half-Step Platinum (Possesses growth potential)]

[Function 1: Endless Devouring (Mechanical arms have mutated into Predatory Hands, capable of automatically grabbing and devouring all ores, scrap weapons, and even metal debris within the Divine Domain.)]

[Function 2: Living Liquid Metal Purification (The Mother Nest's stomach will use geothermal magma to melt all devoured impurity metals, purifying and converting them into high-grade "Abyssal Living Liquid Metal Streams".)]

[Function 3: Weapon/Ration Shaping (The purified liquid metal stream can be discharged through the Mother Nest's intestines. It can be shaped into high-energy metal blocks for believers to consume directly, or shaped into heavy Abyssal weapons with a degree of self-repair capability.)]

Lin Yuan looked at this data and marveled.

You have to admit, this entry really is useful.

An assembly line that could originally only build Black Iron-grade junk.

Has now directly become a metal-producing Mother Nest capable of autonomous feeding, digestion, and feedback.

Lin Yuan issued the command to start the Mother Nest.

"Hum!"

Hundreds of mutated mechanical arms descended from the dome, opened their large mouths, and bit down on the Mysterious Iron ore and Red Copper crystals piled up on the open ground.

Accompanied by crunching sounds, the ore was thrown into the giant mouth at the top of the furnace.

Dark red firelight lit up inside the Mother Nest's stomach.

In less than three minutes.

The metal intestines below the Mother Nest squirmed.

Accompanied by thick high-temperature steam, with a few thuds.

More than a dozen square, high-energy metal blocks emitting a dark luster were discharged.

Lin Yuan grabbed one from the air; it was heavy in his hand.

The impurities inside had already been completely incinerated.

What remained was entirely solidified liquid metal that was easiest for the Tyrant Demons to assimilate and absorb.

To the Tyrant Demons, this stuff was a complete nutritional supplement.

With the production line sorted, Lin Yuan shifted his gaze away from the volcanic belt and toward the [star spirit gene monolith] in the Blood Abyss Sea.

Beneath the stone tablet, 2,000 elite Tyrant Demons lay quietly lurking behind the Tyrant.

The living armor on their bodies remained hard, and their auras remained ferocious.

But as the ruler of this Divine Domain, Lin Yuan's spiritual power could descend to a microscopic level to observe the deepest fluctuations of their souls.

Something was off.

Lin Yuan frowned slightly.

In his vision, the soul fires of the two thousand elite Tyrant Demons, although burning more vigorously from the slaughter of thirty-one consecutive victories.

At the edges of the flames, there was a faint, irregular dispersion and exhaustion.

It was like a sword edge developing microscopic nicks after cutting through countless stubborn stones.

Lin Yuan fell into deep thought.

In the starry sky war chess, when believers are killed, they do indeed resurrect perfectly intact, with no damage on a physical level.

But the pain during battle, the fear during death, and the extraction of spiritual power when unleashing skills.

These all actually happened.

This kind of high-intensity mental load might not be noticeable once or twice.

However, after thirty-one consecutive matches, constantly experiencing life-and-death struggles, and some Tyrant Demons even dying several times in the sandbox.

This accumulated load acted directly upon their soul origin.

"The 100% full-immersion simulation law... as expected, there is no such thing as absolute damage-free." Lin Yuan muttered to himself.

Otherwise, this thing would truly be heaven-defying.

If there were no cost, those old monsters who had lived for tens of thousands of years.

Could just throw their believers into the sandbox for infinite death simulations and would have long since broken the starry sky war chess.

Since there is a hidden cost, one cannot be reckless.

Reaching the top 100 in the province does not need to be rushed.

There is still some time before the mid-term provincial streaming exam; burning out the core combat power would be counterproductive.

Let this batch of elites rest for a few days, wait for the soul fatigue to dissipate, and then go fight the next wave of matches.

With his thoughts cleared, Lin Yuan hesitated no longer.

Hovering above the firmament, dark golden divine fire burned in the depths of his eyes.

"My kin."

A cold, magnificent oracle resounded in the minds of every creature in the Divine Domain.

The Tyrant was the first to kneel on one knee, burying its head deep.

Two thousand elite Tyrant Demons, sixty thousand ordinary Tyrant Demons, tens of thousands of Blade-Feather Demon Vultures, Poison Miasma Zerg...

All creatures stopped fighting and lay flat on the ground, welcoming the creator's will.

"The far north of the Divine Domain, the volcanic belt."

"I have established a Casting Mother Nest."

"Tyrant Demon believers may go there to feed and arm themselves."

Lin Yuan's voice turned cold, carrying a strong threat of death.

"Those who approach the Mother Nest are only permitted to feed, not to cause trouble."

"Any creature that dares to cause even the slightest damage to the Mother Nest..."

"I will extract its soul and suppress it at the bottom of the Blood Abyss Sea, to suffer the torment of fire poison forever!"

Boom!

Law thunder exploded in the sky.

Lin Yuan had to set the rules.

The living casting mother nest was located tens of thousands of meters away in the volcanic belt, outside the core defensive circle of the Tyrant Demon basin.

The nature of Wasteland creatures is to slaughter and devour; without clear oracle suppression.

The Zerg or Demon Vultures could tear the Mother Nest apart at any time, treating it as an ultra-large high-energy metal block to be eaten clean.

As the oracle fell, all creatures let out low roars of submission, engraving the iron rule deep into their genes.

With everything arranged, Lin Yuan withdrew his consciousness from the Divine Domain.