Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1492: 8: Courtesy Demands Reciprocity

With a resplendent aura of authority, the response echoed through the void.

Instantly, the obsidian surface of the Dawn Battleship began to shift and transform.

Dark lines coalesced into threads of black silk, twisting and swirling with rapid motion.

A colossal emblem, resembling a burning black flame, materialized upon the warship’s hull.

"Should you dare to provoke my Shadow…"

Mu Fan’s voice, profoundly deep and devoid of any tremor, sent shivers down the spines of all who heard it.

Each word was spoken with a suffocating calmness.

"… do you yearn for death?"

As this chilling declaration resonated across all communication channels, the main deck of the Dawn Battleship parted, and four mechas ascended in unison.

Dominating the formation was a black mecha positioned at the very vanguard.

A stylized red lotus emblazoned on its chest stood out vividly against the midnight-black plating.

Its scarlet cloak billowed in the cosmic currents…

The Frost Angel, Lightning, and Fury mechas emerged in sequence.

Within the immensity of space, these four mechas appeared diminutive, yet their palpable aura of menace exerted an almost unbearable pressure upon all observers.

Shura's blood-red optical sensors flared with an inner fire.

A solitary mecha, standing resolute at the forefront, confronted the imposing fleet head-on.

Shadow’s flagship — the [Dawn] — now revealed its full, terrible might!

…

"Target the insignia of that ambush warship."

"This cannot be…"

Within two retreating warships of the Revolution Army, distant observers gasped as they clearly perceived the leading mecha.

"The Great Demon God… Asura!"

"It truly is the Killing God! My word, quickly alert the Commander-in-Chief!"

The intelligence officer, in a daze, transmitted the visual data to the nearest monitoring station.

Incredibly, in less than ten seconds, an order from three echelons above was relayed back.

"Cease your retreat. Prepare to receive… the Commander!"

A military officer, bearing the insignia of a Major General, appeared with a stern countenance on the holographic screen.

The Commander himself was making an appearance?

Initially stunned, the crew members were then overcome by an overwhelming surge of excitement.

"Revolutionary Army, Patrol Team No. 27998, Squad 7, at your service!"

For reasons unknown, a detailed dossier on a specific mecha had been disseminated to every member of the Revolution Army ten days prior, accompanied by an exceedingly stringent directive strictly prohibiting any engagement with it.

That intelligence report bore an exceptionally rare SSS-level alert classification.

Even the least perceptive individual grasped the gravity associated with that particular mecha.

And today, that very mecha materialized directly before their eyes.

Furthermore, the Commander’s esteemed vessel, the [Deity Weapon], would be present alongside it.

What an unparalleled honor, a spectacle many would never witness in a lifetime, how could it not ignite their spirits!

…

"To dare threaten the esteemed Divine Domain of the Glorfen family, the inhabitants of this universe are truly lacking in wisdom."

"Four Mechanical Knights… merely waveform redirection at best. Only such a primitive universe would resort to mobile redirection tactics… But tell me, how many times can you evade?"

"Mere natives!"

The hulking man clad in green armor delivered his assessment with a frigid expression.

At that very juncture, an icy wave swept into the immense Triangle Ship.

That chilling presence conveyed an intent of pure annihilation and lethal ferocity.

"Rest assured, Totem Envoy, we now possess sufficient warships… Let us commence."

"Deathwave, quintuple repetition, broad-spectrum diffusion coverage."

As the command concluded, the second, third, and fourth waves…

Layer upon layer of colossal warship formations deployed across the starscape.

The forward emitters of all warships began to glow with an emerald luminescence, and in the subsequent instant, a vast torrent of pure green laser beams erupted!

Resembling an immense solar array converging its energy onto a single point.

At this moment, the entirety of space appeared to be meticulously incised by fine, luminous lines.

Mu Fan's gaze remained as tranquil as a deep, ancient well; he simply extended his right arm outward.

"Bring forth my bounty…"

With a voice as sharp as ice, a colossal hatch on the Dawn Battleship’s deck sprang open instantly.

A gargantuan black halberd, held fast by numerous tractor beams, emerged from the ship, was swiftly reoriented, and then launched forward.

His five fingers closed around its haft with formidable strength.

The seventy-meter-long, heavy black halberd settled into his grasp.

At this precise moment, his scarlet cloak whipped violently, and Shura surged forward like a comet impacting a moon, directly into the storm of green beams!

With an immediate burst of speed, he charged, whirling the Epoch King Halberd in his grasp.

More profound than the darkness of the cosmic abyss, it carved a massive, arcing trajectory through space.

The overwhelming surge of concentrated beams swept past in an instant.

Shura, maintaining the pose of a powerful arm-swing, hung suspended in the void.

The deluge of innumerable laser beams was bisected with a singular, decisive sweep of the halberd!

Behind them, the Dawn Battleship maintained its silent vigil. Lu Qingxue, Yin Shuai, and Harry all gazed as a brilliant streak of green light swiftly sliced past on either flank.

One swift strike, cleaving the very river!

The Epoch King Halberd, a formidable ancient armament, seemed to endure through epochs!

“Hah… hmm?”

The sneer on the burly man clad in green armor instantly faltered.

“An ineffective assault?”

His gaze flickered with uncharacteristic dissatisfaction.

“Reporting, Lord Cornelles, that quintuple-layered Deathwave was just bisected by the opponent.”

A voice laced with bewilderment responded. A War General, his green armor marred by numerous tumors and his face fierce, bowed respectfully to the man addressed as Lord.

“This marks the second instance we’ve witnessed an attack capable of cleaving through such a Deathwave torrent since our arrival… The Mechanical Knight from before has already been ensnared by the Insect Beasts pursuing us.”

“As for this particular entity, I find myself reluctant to further trouble the Totem Envoy.”

Lord Cornelles’ voice was frigid. The War General hastily bowed, signaling his comprehension.

However, in their apprehension, they overlooked a crucial detail: their adversary was not a static target.

“What goes around…”

“…comes around.”

Shura raised its lowered head, its eyes instantly blazing with a blood-red intensity.

Like the most resolute warrior, it thrust its head upward, took deliberate, broad strides, and once more raised its right arm, aiming forward—

With immense force, it hurled!

The Epoch King Halberd transformed into a spinning disc, a veritable blade wheel, plunging directly into the layered net that stood before it.

The instant the rapidly rotating tip of the halberd made contact with the Forest Domain Triangle Ship, an ethereal green mist materialized, and then…

One, two, three… fifty!

In a single, unbroken line, fifty warships were meticulously shredded by the colossal Halberd Wheel.

With astonishing momentum, it then burrowed into the Mechanical Star Body.

The resulting shockwave violently ruptured and uplifted the surrounding metallic flooring.

It was akin to a miniature nuclear detonation upon the “Star Body’s” exterior.

Mu Fan observed with an impassive expression the formidable firepower network, comprising thousands of warships, arrayed before him. His hands, held loosely at his sides, moved almost imperceptibly.

The five-meter-long claw blade…

Extended silently in that very moment!

—Boom!

Four engines roared, vibrating intensely.

Shura, resembling a crimson meteor imbued with an insatiable, devouring ferocity, slammed into the expansive fleet.

“Target lost…”

“Radar lock failed…”

“Insect Clan biological wave lock failed…”

“This mecha…”

Boom!

Amidst the flurry of reports, the entire vessel shuddered as if caught in a cosmic tempest, its crew violently thrown from their positions.

While struggling to regain balance mid-air, the last image Cornelles perceived was the layered blue blockade shattering under the impact, as if struck by a celestial body…

For a fleeting instant, it was like a monstrous tidal wave.

With a startling abruptness, the ancient, imposing mountain peaks shattered, raining down fragments and dust that obscured the heavens. The ground trembled violently, as if the entire world was collapsing. This cataclysmic event, originating from the depths of the forbidden Forbidden Heavens, sent shockwaves through every corner of the continent.

The Spiritual Energy in the area churned uncontrollably, causing widespread chaos. Cultivators watched in horror as the sky itself seemed to tear apart, revealing an abyss of unknown horrors.

Within the peak dungeon.

Lin Chen

Tianyun Sect Elder

Shattered peak peak

Dusty Sky Peak

Luoxuan

Luoxuan Luoxuan's Grand Elder

The cultivators from the Luo Family, who had been diligently cultivating within the forbidden territory , were caught completely off guard. The sudden cave-in caused them to scatter in disarray, desperately seeking refuge from the falling debris. It was a true test of their survival instincts as the earth beneath them buckled and roared. Many were trapped, their Qi cultivation useless against the raw power of the earth's fury. The shock was so immense that their Dao comprehension wavered.

In the midst of this pandemonium, a young disciple named Lin Chen found himself separated from his companions. He desperately sought a safe haven, his heart pounding with the fear of the unknown and the overwhelming destruction.

Peak shattering sound

Dust everywhere

Wind roaring

Lin Chen

Chaos

Shattered Mountain Peak

The disciples, their bodies bruised and battered, looked up at the gaping maw of the crater with a mixture of disbelief and terror. The once-majestic mountain range was now a desolate wasteland, a testament to the sheer destructive force unleashed. The air was thick with dust, making it difficult to breathe, and the silence that followed the initial chaos was deafening.

Lin Chen, clutching his chest, realized the gravity of the situation. He knew that survival was paramount, and that he had to find a way out of this treacherous landscape. The very foundations of their world had been shaken, and the path forward was uncertain.

The Grand Elder

The disciple Luoxuan's

The Great Elder, with a look of grim determination, surveyed the devastation. "We must make haste and find the remaining disciples," he commanded, his voice echoing through the desolate landscape. "The safety of our Sect depends on it."

Lin Chen

Heavenly Void Sect

The young disciple, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and curiosity, found himself drawn to a faint glimmer of light emanating from the depths of the crater. It was an anomaly in the otherwise complete darkness, a beacon of hope in the surrounding despair. He felt an inexplicable pull towards it, a sense that it might hold the key to their salvation.

He cautiously approached the light, his heart pounding in his chest. As he drew closer, he realized it was not just light, but a fissure in the earth, leading to an unknown subterranean realm. The air within the fissure hummed with a strange energy, unlike anything he had ever encountered.

Luoxuan

Lin Chen

"The Heavenly Void Sect... is it truly destroyed?" he whispered, his voice trembling. The thought of his home, his brethren, being wiped out of existence sent a shiver down his spine. The devastation was beyond anything he could have ever imagined.

The Elder

Shattered Mountain Peak

The Great Elder, his face etched with sorrow, nodded solemnly. "The mountain has fallen, and with it, perhaps, our hope. But we must not despair. We will rebuild, and we will find a new path forward."