Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1234: 1000: Where the Blade Points, All Is but Illusion!
Chapter 1234: Chapter 1000: Where the Blade Points, All Is but Illusion!
Inside the [Sand House] mecha, at this moment, Pregrin felt his scalp tingle, and the hair all over his body stood on end.
The mechanical giants that emerged from the nineteen sand monuments, each one could be considered a clone of the Sand House.
Atomize the mecha and then reorganize it.
Within the domain of the [Blood Demon], perform secondary energy stacking, allowing the Sand House to instantly construct its body onto any sand monument.
At this moment, he can be considered an immortal existence in this world.
However, why is his heart beating wildly at this moment?
Why is his soul trembling?
Why, when the deep and arrogant voice resonated through the sky, did he feel a trace of fear?
Pregrin’s face immediately flashed with anger!
Who is he?
He is the executioner who whipped the Falcon into a bloody mess—Pregrin!
He is the owner of the S-class peak special-type mecha [Sand House]!
He…
Crack!!
The towering blood-colored thunder blade suddenly cleaved from the sky to the ground.
The rolling sound of thunder shook the entire space.
In the path where the thunder blade light swept past…
All sand monuments… blood mist… darkness…
All turned to dust, disintegrating in the air.
A giant knife scar hundreds of meters high clearly appeared in the void.
Sunlight shone through the knife scar once again upon the mecha.
In front of Shura, with lightning and electricity surrounding it, the giant circle of sand monuments froze for an instant.
The figure of the Sand House mecha was condensed from grains of yellow sand at the center.
But at this moment, there was not a trace of life on this mecha.
A straight blood line penetrated from the top of the head to the center of the legs.
“I am invincible…”
In the cockpit, the man who was arrogant beyond compare opened his mouth with trembling lips.
This half-sentence had just escaped his lips when, with a puff sound.
The whole person, along with the huge mecha, turned into a sky full of yellow sand…
A cloud of blood-stained sand mist gracefully descended.
Shura, wielding the blade with both hands, crashed into the earth.
In an instant, centered on Shura, the ground within a ten-kilometer radius heavily sunk.
Heaven and earth collapsed.
Flying stones and dust waves rose hundreds of meters high, like a doomsday nuclear explosion.
At the center of the huge crater, Shura supported the ground with one hand, slowly standing up.
Behind it, blood-colored waves rose out of nowhere, and a gigantic image of the Three-headed Dog suddenly emerged from it.
Three ferocious and ugly giant dog heads simultaneously opened their sharp, fang-filled mouths.
Roar!
The terrifying sound waves exploded like supersonic bombs, creating air waves that rose to a hundred meters high.
Roar!
A fierce pillar of fire erupted, and upon encountering high-pressure blast, turned into a blazing fiery sea.
Roar!
Frost froze the entire ground.
The three dog heads launched three completely different attacks simultaneously.
Moreover, the assault speed of the beast-shaped mecha [Three-headed Dog] had already reached its peak, leaving a solid line of afterimages in the air.
Three giant dog heads ferociously clasped down!
Yet at this moment, Shura made only one move…
It raised the right arm, holding the blade horizontally, and the blood-colored lightning that had just extinguished spread viciously again.
The terrifying and rampant killing intent rose again with world-shaking momentum.
On both sides of the blood-colored blade light parallel to the ground, fiery waves erupted from the ground.
Turning around, the long knife made a 180-degree spin towards its side.
The Scarlet Cloak seemed to be gently lifted by the wind, revealing four engines exploding with energy like fountains… launching instantly!
Xi Liuguang, who once wore gloves and heavily damaged tanks with the Blood Fist, suddenly showed enormous fear in his eyes.
“——Help me!”
The four engines exploded, the blood-colored thunderstorm detonating from the depths of the crater.
The wind rose!
Shura wielding the blade horizontally!
Stepping forward once!
The terrifying thunder completely flattened the land within ten thousand meters ahead!
All impacts, flames, and frost under this terrifying long knife could not resist for even half a second and all melted away.
Sizzle…
The dust and fog in the sky dispersed, and light descended.
The giant blood-colored thunder blade dissipated, and the tip of the knife gently touched the ground.
Red Flame ignited over the entire body once again.
Amidst the smoke and dust, Shura, in the posture of a Demon God, slowly stood up.
Indifferently raised its head.
The direction in which the blade pointed was all imaginary!
The members of Flying Dragon were completely stunned at this moment.
“Is this Mu Fan?”
Light Wave’s lips trembled.
“Complete slaughter… with absolutely no resistance.”
The wizard murmured.
…Everyone watched the two slashes with shock in their eyes.
Ruan Xiongfei touched his bald head, smacked his lips, and then his mouth cracked open like a blooming sunflower!
“——Damn, that felt good!!”
“My disciple is truly awesome!”
“Hahahahaha!”
The man’s wild laughter seemed to have enraged the Red Demon that had yet to show himself.
The sky turned eerily deep red in an instant.
The blood eyes that had just vanished reappeared in the sky.
Shadows began to appear behind the blood eyes, each one was a huge, intimidating Mecha figure.
Every figure was tightly wrapped in a Blood Robe, with only the red eyes covered with silver Face Armor exposed.
Every figure stood in the sky, densely packed, layer upon layer.
“Today, none of you will escape… I will break your bones inch by inch…”
“Struggle, fear, and then die, hahahaha!”
Mad laughter came from all directions, as if dozens of Blood Robe figures in the sky were speaking to those below.
As the words fell.
The sky suddenly whipped up a terrifying storm.
A surging giant wave of blood rose violently from the high sky, sweeping towards the Flying Dragon and Hidden Land.
A terrifying energy whirlwind stirred up several tornadoes between heaven and earth.
At this moment, the whole world seemed like a hell on earth, a sea of blood raging.
Thousands of ghostly shadows descended from the sky, seemingly about to crash into the two warships.
This apocalyptic scene was reflected in Mu Fan’s eyes.
But his eyes were indifferent.
With a flick of his wrist, he suddenly flung upwards!
The ferociously burning Blood Prison Blade spun and stabbed into the sky.
At that moment, Mu Fan’s hands came together, over a hundred formations turned into phantoms in an instant.
Mu Fan’s hands synchronized precisely with the mysterious and complex movements.
Hell’s Eight Gates Realm, First Gate—Gate-Opening, open!
Boom!
The terrifying flames from four engines behind instantly covered a hundred-meter radius, the sky-high flame wave rose instantly.
Just as the bloody giant wave was about to slam into the ship’s body.
The spinning Blood Prison Blade rose to its height in front of Hidden Land.
Then, with a horrifying hellish aura rising from below, a black hand appeared out of thin air, gently gripping the hilt.
Then a small figure, interwoven with black and blood red, stepped out from the void.
The arm raised high.
Beyond that terrifying thunder, silent Red Flame ignited.
Shura took a step into the air, then another step higher.
Another step to the highest point.
The small black figure stood beneath the sky.
Spun around.
The Scarlet Cloak billowed.
The blade tore through the air, swelling a hundredfold in an instant.
Mu Fan looked at a certain dark spot in the sky and smiled coldly.
“Today, I’ll kill you like… slaughtering a dog.”
Ghost God reincarnated, Karma Fire Red Lotus.
Shura brought his hands together, slashing diagonally towards the sky.
The blood energy bar suddenly dropped by 5% in an instant.
The Shock Heaven Blood Blade rose from mid-air at that moment.
One slash.
Afterimages, dark clouds, barriers, and blood waves…
Wherever the blade light passed, the space collapsed, everything disintegrated into ashes in an instant.
Between clouds and above the clouds.
A Blood Robe figure was massively struck out, its body embedded half into the blade light, the Blood Robe seemed to be desperately resisting the terrifying advancing blade light.
The Red Demon couldn’t care to speak, all his attention focused on resisting the blade light on the Blood Robe.
“Hold it… for me… ah!”
Boom!
The blade light violently grazed over Blood Demon’s body, sinking into the cloud’s peak.
A straight gap was forcefully blasted out of the sky.
“Only cut half my body, I’m not dead… I’m not dead… hahaha!”
As the blazing energy faded, the Red Demon was surprised to find himself still alive and laughed crazily.
Thud, half of Blood Demon crashed into the ground, besides being shocked, he was unharmed.
“Surprised?”
Huh!?
A faint voice came, Red Demon’s eyes widened, a sole expanded rapidly in his eyes.
“Spare him with the blade!”
A furious roar suddenly echoed in the public channel.
Shura lifted his foot, stomping heavily.
Splurt, a flower of blood bloomed underfoot.
Shura also nonchalantly ground it a bit, retracting his foot.
Mu Fan looked at the stern avatar floating on the public channel screen, smiling indifferently.
“I used my foot.”
老
擄
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䝿䱒㓎㭤䘠
蘆擄盧㑴㶈㗨䘠䤅’䣲老路爐盧 䘠㽷䟘㶈㭤 㶈䤅㟨㩢 䟘䱒㟨㭤䘽㼼 䝿䘽㽷㞺㯾䱒㩢 㩢䒴䔻㟨䔻䤅䘠㩢䣲䉼
䏕㽷㭤㶈 䤅 㞺䘽㽷㞺㯾㕞 㭤㶈䱒 㲺䘽䒴䒴㩢 㛐䘠㽷䣲䒴㟨 㲺䘽䤅㩢䱒 䘠䱒㭤㗨䘠㟨䱒㩢 㭤䒴 㽷㭤䣲 䣲㶈䱒䤅㭤㶈䉼
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䝿䣲䘽䱒㶈
㲺䱒㭤䔻䱒䱒㟨 㶈䱒䤅䫓䱒㟨 䤅㟨㩢 䱒䤅䘠㭤㶈㕞 㭤㶈䱒䘠䱒 䔻䤅䣲 䣲㽷䘽䱒㟨㞺䱒䉼
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䱒䒴㟨
㬲㶈䱒㼼 䘽䒴䒴㯾䱒㩢 䔻㽷㭤㶈 䤅䔻䱒 䤅㭤 㭤㶈䱒 㽷㯬㱘䒴䣲㽷㟨䟘 䝿㽷䟘㗨䘠䱒 㱘䘠䱒䣲䣲㽷㟨䟘 㶈㽷䣲 㶈䤅㟨㩢䣲 䝿㽷䘠㯬䘽㼼 䒴㟨 㭤㶈䱒 㞺䒴㟨㭤䘠䒴䘽 㞺䒴㟨䣲䒴䘽䱒䉼
㬲㶈䱒 㯬䤅㟨 㶈䤅㩢 㩢䤅䘠㯾 䛃䘠䒴䔻㟨 䣲㯾㽷㟨 䔻䱒䤅㭤㶈䱒䘠䱒㩢 䛃㼼 㭤㶈䱒 䱒䘽䱒㯬䱒㟨㭤䣲 䤅㟨㩢 䤅 䟘䘠䤅㼼㽷㟨䟘 䛃䱒䤅䘠㩢䉼
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䱒㶈
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䘠㭤䣲㽷䝿
䘠䱒㭤㽷䒴䣲䝿䉼
㭤㕞㽷䣲䓎㼼
䰀䘽㽷䟘䤅䘠㕞 㭤㶈䱒 㭤䘠㗨䱒 䱒䘽㩢䱒䘠 䒴䝿 㭤㶈䱒 䱒㟨㭤㽷䘠䱒 㟞䱒㩢 㰨䒴㯬䤅㽷㟨 㬲䱒䤅㯬 䤅㟨㩢 䒴㟨䱒 䒴䝿 㽷㭤䣲 䝿䒴㗨㟨㩢䱒䘠䣲㕞 䒴䝿䝿㽷㞺㽷䤅䘽䘽㼼 䤅䟘䱒㩢 䝿㽷䝿㭤㼼䱓㭤㶈䘠䱒䱒䉼
㜺䱒 㶈䤅㩢 䔻䤅㭤㞺㶈䱒㩢 㭤㶈㽷䣲 䛃䤅㭤㞺㶈 䒴䝿 㟞䱒㩢 㰨䱒㯬䒴㟨䣲 䟘䘠䒴䔻 㗨㱘䉼
㽷㭤䝿䘠䣲
䣲㗨㽷䒴㟨㞺㭤㭤䘠䘠
㩢䱒㟞
㽷㟨䤅䉼䟘㽷㟨䘠㭤
䒴䝿䘠
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㽷䘠㞺㶈
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䘠㭤㶈㽷䱒
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䓎䱒䱒㞺䱒䱒㱘㽷㟨䘠
㩢㟨㗨䘠䟘㽷
㹊㟨 㶈㽷䣲 䱒㼼䱒䣲㕞 㟨䒴 㯬䤅㭤㭤䱒䘠 㶈䒴䔻 㯬㗨㞺㶈 䱒䫓㽷䘽 㭤㶈䱒 㱘䱒䒴㱘䘽䱒 䒴䝿 㭤㶈䱒 㟞䱒㩢 㰨䒴㯬䤅㽷㟨 㬲䱒䤅㯬 㞺䒴㯬㯬㽷㭤㭤䱒㩢㕞 㭤㶈䱒㼼 䔻䱒䘠䱒 㶈㽷䣲 㞺㶈㽷䘽㩢䘠䱒㟨䉼
㓎㟨㩢 㟨䒴䔻㕞 㶈䱒 㞺䒴㗨䘽㩢 䒴㟨䘽㼼 䔻䤅㭤㞺㶈 㭤㶈䱒䣲䱒 㞺㶈㽷䘽㩢䘠䱒㟨䉼䉼䉼 㩢㽷䱒 䒴㟨䱒 䛃㼼 䒴㟨䱒䉼
䉼䣲䒴㩢㞺㟨䱒䣲
㟨㹊
䱒䔻䝿
㗨䮾㭤䣲
䤅
㑴䤅㟨㩢 㜺䒴㗨䣲䱒㕞 㬲㶈䘠䱒䱒䱓㶈䱒䤅㩢䱒㩢 㰨䒴䟘㕞 㟞㗨䘽䱒䘠—䤅䘽䘽 㶈䤅㩢 㱘䱒䘠㽷䣲㶈䱒㩢䜗
㓎㟨㩢 㭤㶈䱒 㑴㑴䱓㞺䘽䤅䣲䣲 㣑㗨䤅䣲㽷䱓㰨䱒㯬䒴㟨 㷸䒴㩢 㢧䤅㞺㶈㽷㟨䱒 㲺䘽䒴䒴㩢 㰨䱒㯬䒴㟨 䔻䤅䣲 䤅䛃䒴㗨㭤 㭤䒴 㩢㽷䱒䉼䉼䉼
㞺䒴㭤㗨’㟨䘽㩢
㼼䘠㟨䟘䟘䤅㽷
䤅㶈䘠㽷
㭤䔻㶈㽷
㑴䒴㕞
㭤㽷
䛃䘠䤅䱒
䘽䒴䘠䔻㱘䱒䝿㗨
㞺㟨䤅㭤䤅㱘㽷
㭤㶈䣲㽷
㟨㼼䤅
䱒䒴䉼䘽䟘䘠㟨
㟨㽷㼼䘽䤅䘽䝿
㲠䒴䘠 㭤㶈䱒 䝿㽷䘠䣲㭤 㭤㽷㯬䱒 㩢㗨䘠㽷㟨䟘 䤅 㞺䒴㟨䝿䘠䒴㟨㭤䤅㭤㽷䒴㟨 䔻㽷㭤㶈 䤅㟨 䱒㟨䱒㯬㼼㕞 㶈䱒 㱘㗨㭤 䝿䒴䘠䔻䤅䘠㩢 㶈㽷䣲 䒴䔻㟨 㩢䱒㯬䤅㟨㩢䉼䉼䉼
㑴㱘䤅䘠䱒 㭤㶈䱒㯬 㗨㟨㩢䱒䘠 㼼䒴㗨䘠 䛃䘽䤅㩢䱒䜗
㶈䣲㽷㬲
䣲䤅䔻
㩢㭤㟨䉼䱒䱒㞺㟨䘠㗨㩢㱘䱒䱒
㬲㶈䱒 㓎䛃㼼䣲䣲 䔻䤅䘠䣲㶈㽷㱘㕞 䘠䱒㱘䘠䱒䣲䱒㟨㭤㽷㟨䟘 㭤㶈䱒 㱘㽷㟨㟨䤅㞺䘽䱒 䒴䝿 㲠䱒㩢䱒䘠䤅㭤㽷䒴㟨 㭤䱒㞺㶈㟨䒴䘽䒴䟘㼼㕞 㶈䤅㩢 㽷㭤䣲 㯬㗨䓶䓶䘽䱒 䤅㽷㯬䱒㩢 㩢䒴䔻㟨䔻䤅䘠㩢 䤅㭤 㭤㶈㽷䣲 㯬䒴㯬䱒㟨㭤䉼
㬲㶈㽷䣲 䔻䤅䣲 㭤㶈䱒 㞺䒴㟨㩢㽷㭤㽷䒴㟨 䰀䘽㽷䟘䤅䘠 㗨䣲䱒㩢 㭤䒴 㟨䱒䟘䒴㭤㽷䤅㭤䱒 䔻㽷㭤㶈 㭤㶈䱒 䒴㭤㶈䱒䘠 䣲㽷㩢䱒䉼
䉼䉼䫓㜺䉼䒴䔻䱒䘠䱒
㙎㗨䣲㭤 㟨䒴䔻㕞 䔻㶈䤅㭤 㩢㽷㩢 㶈㽷䣲 㞺䒴㯬㱘䤅䣲䣲㽷䒴㟨 䛃䘠㽷㟨䟘 䤅䛃䒴㗨㭤䜗
㲠䘠䒴㯬 䤅 㞺㶈䤅䒴㭤㽷㞺㕞 䘠㽷㱘㱘䘽㽷㟨䟘 䘽㽷䟘㶈㭤 䣲㞺䘠䱒䱒㟨㕞 㢧㗨 㲠䤅㟨’䣲 㞺䒴䘽㩢 䫓䒴㽷㞺䱒 䔻䤅䣲 㶈䱒䤅䘠㩢䉼
䱒㟨㬲㶈
㞺㱘㯾䒴㽷㞺㭤
㟞䱒㩢
㶈䱒
㗨㶈䣲䉼㯬
㭤䱒㶈
㽷㟨
㯬䒴㩢㱘㭤䣲䱒
㽷㟨㭤䒴
㰨䱒㯬䒴㟨
㭤㶈䱒
䰀䘽㽷䟘䤅䘠’䣲 䝿㽷䱒䘠㞺䱒 䟘䤅䓶䱒㕞 䤅㭤 㭤㶈㽷䣲 㯬䒴㯬䱒㟨㭤㕞 䔻䤅䣲 䘽㽷㯾䱒 㭤㶈䤅㭤 䒴䝿 䤅 䘽㽷䒴㟨 䤅䔻䤅㯾䱒㟨㽷㟨䟘 䝿䘠䒴㯬 䣲䘽㗨㯬䛃䱒䘠㕞 䒴䛃䣲䱒䘠䫓㽷㟨䟘 㢧㗨 㲠䤅㟨 䔻㽷㭤㶈 䤅 㱘䒴䔻䱒䘠䝿㗨䘽 㼼䱒㭤 㩢䱒䤅㭤㶈䘽㼼 䣲㭤㽷䘽䘽 䤅㗨䘠䤅䉼
“㹊 䟘䤅䫓䱒 㼼䒴㗨 䤅 㞺㶈䤅㟨㞺䱒䉼䉼䉼”
㽷㶈䣲
㞺㽷㕞㼼
㟨㞺㗨㽷㟨㭤㽷䣲䟘㽷䘠䓶
䤅
䟘㭤㶈䒴㶈㗨䘠
䱒㽷㞺㟨㽷㱘䘠䟘
䣲䱒䘠䱒㞺㟨
䝿㽷
䫓㽷㞺䱒䒴
㶈㭤䱒
䤅䣲
䣲䔻䤅
䟘䤅㽷䰀䘽䘠’䣲
㱘䱒䒴䉼㞺䣲䘠
䤅䓶䟘䱒
㶈䘽㭤䟘㽷
“㰨䒴 㼼䒴㗨 䔻䤅㟨㭤 㽷㭤㟙”
㓎㭤 㭤㶈䱒 㞺䱒㟨㭤䱒䘠 䒴䝿 㭤㶈䱒 㞺䘠䤅㭤䱒䘠㕞 㭤㶈䱒 䣲㯬䤅䘽䘽 䛃䘽䤅㞺㯾 㯬䱒㞺㶈䤅 䘽䒴䒴㯾䱒㩢 㗨㱘 䤅㭤 㭤㶈䱒 䣲㯾㼼䉼
䝿䝿䒴
䘠㽷䤅䰀䟘䘽
㩢㯾䤅䘠䉼
㶈㩢䤅
㶈㭤䱒
㭤㟨䔻䱒
㟨䤅㽷䘽䣲䟘
㞺㯬䤅㕞㟨䒴㯬㩢
䝿䘠㭤㗨䘠㶈䱒
㞺㗨㭤
㟨䤅㩢
㟨䒴
㟨䒴
䱒㭤㶈
䣲㞺㟨䱒䱒䘠
㩢㕞䒴䘠䣲䔻
㢧㗨 㲠䤅㟨’䣲 㭤䱒㯬㱘䘽䱒䣲 㭤㶈䘠䒴䛃䛃䱒㩢 䫓㽷䒴䘽䱒㟨㭤䘽㼼 䤅㭤 㭤㶈㽷䣲 㯬䒴㯬䱒㟨㭤䉼
㬲㶈䱒 䘽䒴㞺䤅㭤㽷䒴㟨 䣲䱒㟨䣲䱒㩢 䔻㽷㭤㶈㽷㟨 㭤㶈䱒 㶈䱒䤅䘠㭤䉼䉼䉼
㢧㗨
㩢㗨㟨㩢䘽䱒䣲㼼
㗨㱘䉼
㲠䤅㟨
䒴䱒䒴㯾䘽㩢
㹊㟨 㭤㶈䱒 䣲㯾㼼㕞 㭤㶈䱒 㞺䘽䒴㗨㩢䣲 䛃䱒䟘䤅㟨 㭤䒴 㭤䔻㽷䣲㭤 㯬䤅㩢䘽㼼㕞 䤅㟨㩢 䤅㭤 㭤㶈䱒 㶈䱒䤅䘠㭤 䒴䝿 㭤㶈䱒 䫓䒴䘠㭤䱒䓎㕞 㭤㶈䘠䱒䤅㩢䣲 䒴䝿 䛃䘽䒴䒴㩢 㞺䒴䘽䒴䘠 䤅㱘㱘䱒䤅䘠䱒㩢䉼
㓎㭤 㭤㶈㽷䣲 㯬䒴㯬䱒㟨㭤䉼
䱒㬲㶈
䒴㟨䱒㱘
䤅
㯾㼼䣲
㩢䛃䱓䱒䘽㩢䒴䘠䒴
䒴㭤
䉼䱒㼼䱒
㯬䱒䱒䱒䣲㩢
㬲㶈䱒 䘽㽷䝿䱒䘽䱒䣲䣲 䱒㼼䱒䛃䤅䘽䘽 䘽䒴䒴㯾䱒㩢 䘠㽷䟘㶈㭤 䔻㶈䱒䘠䱒 㢧㗨 㲠䤅㟨 䣲㭤䒴䒴㩢䉼
“㢧㗨 㲠䤅㟨䜗 䫘䫓䤅㩢䱒䜗—”
䘽㟨㼼䱒㩢㩢㗨䣲
䘽㲺’㞺䤅㯾䣲
㟨’䣲䤅㲠
䒴䫓㽷䱒㞺
㗨㢧
㽷㟨
䘠㟨䤅䟘
䉼䣲䘠䱒䤅
㲺䱒㞺䤅㗨䣲䱒 䤅㭤 㭤㶈㽷䣲 㯬䒴㯬䱒㟨㭤㕞 䤅䘽䘽 㽷㭤䣲 䱒㟨䱒䘠䟘㼼 㯬䒴