Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1533 49: In My Name, Charge Forward!

"Thanks..."

Mu Fan uttered, his voice steady yet filled with a slight vibration.

The mechanical colossal dragon, appearing somewhat foolish, bore a subtle resemblance to him in character.

Seemingly reckless and unconcerned, yet utterly devoted and driven.

The image of Evil Wing beating its twin wings and soaring into the sky was etched into Mu Fan's vision.

In Solomon's estimation, this dragon was merely a pet.

However, in Mu Fan's perception, it was a comrade ready to fight alongside him.

"Black, project Evil Wing's yearly sustenance quota."

"Hahaha, you foolish dragon, stuff yourself full! The mission to navigate the path beyond the Gate of the Divine River falls to you!" Black chortled, as the main deck of the Dawn Battleship parted, unveiling a colossal cabin entrance.

Buzz!

With the deck vibrating, an immense, gleaming crystal stone, more than a meter in diameter, was propelled outward.

Roar?

Evil Wing, which had been advancing with fierce determination, suddenly displayed an expression of unyielding courage.

Yet, the moment the enormous crystal stone was discharged, its ferociously blazing dragon eyes widened, immense excitement igniting within its pupils.

The dragon nearly began to prance mid-charge, its head snapping back, maw opening wide, before delivering a powerful bite.

The gargantuan crystal stone, reinforced with nano-metal, was directly engulfed by Evil Wing.

Then, before the astonished gazes of Mu Fan and Black, a bulge visibly formed in Evil Wing's neck, slowly traversing towards its body...

This mechanical behemoth had consumed the massive crystal stone in its entirety!

"You nonsensical dragon, are you deranged? A total of 730 high-grade crystal stones! The energy produced could obliterate a small planet! Do you intend to explode? Spit it out immediately!"

Over the comms channel, Black bellowed desperately at Evil Wing.

Nevertheless, Evil Wing shook its head vehemently. After successfully swallowing the colossal crystal stone, a look of utter contentment graced its features as it glided through the air, patting its belly with a wing in satisfaction.

"Roar~~ Roar Roar~"

"What? Your abdomen possesses a storage capacity, capable of holding supplies for half a year!? Blast it, you gluttonous dragon, your sole purpose is to devour!" Black's voice resonated with frantic indignation.

Listening to the exchange between these two peculiar entities seemed to alleviate the palpable tension in the air.

A flicker of triumph gleamed in Evil Wing's eyes. It surged beneath Shura's positioning, its immense, dual wings unfurling to a span of one hundred meters, a dark silhouette masterfully lifting Shura.

A draconic roar emanated from the cockpit, Evil Wing's resounding declaration.

It was fully prepared!

"Very well... In the name of Agasura, advance."

Mu Fan's emotional turmoil subsided, replaced by pure combat resolve. His eyelids calmly lifted, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.

"Understood!" At this juncture, Shura's voice chimed like colliding steel.

"Roar!" Through the communication channel, the mechanical great dragon's roar erupted, and inexplicably, a high-grade crystal stone materialized within its jaws.

The two massive jaws clamped down with immense force, and the crystal stone detonated instantly within the dragon's head.

In that precise moment, from Evil Wing's head all the way to its tail and wings, fine electrical arcs blazed across its entire form!

Subtle spatial distortions manifested around them. As Evil Wing bore Shura, it instantly transformed into a streak of light, vanishing into the immeasurable expanse of the star-sea.

In the profound silence of space, only a perfectly intact Star Body Fortress remained, accompanied by the quietly hovering Locust Fleet. Following the demise of the Saint Luo clan members within the spire, an eerie quietude pervaded the area, resembling a celestial graveyard.

"Once the wormhole conduit is mended, they will undoubtedly pursue us. My sole task is to reactivate that colossal mechanism and then conceal it. This represents a rather significant undertaking..."

Within the central data core of the Dawn Battleship, the metallic sphere representing Black flickered.

Concurrently, all the suspended hibernation pods uniformly displayed an awakening countdown.

[Remaining Duration 0:19:59...]

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"Reporting to the Army Commander!"

"State your report."

"Our Firmament Corps contingent stationed on Flame Star has been attacked, and the wormhole's artificial passage on Flame Star has sustained over thirty percent damage."

At the far end of the reporter's visual field, a towering figure, standing with hands clasped behind their back before a floor-to-ceiling window, slowly turned upon hearing these words. "An attack on my Firmament Corps's outpost? Must I instruct you on the appropriate response?"

An icy wave of murderous intent caused the speaker to break out in a cold sweat, their head quickly bowing. "Army Commander, the adversary's identity is rather unique, and their assault speed was exceptionally swift, effectively severing our pursuit route as they made their escape."

"Special? Who?" The Firmament Army Commander, whose left visage was concealed by a half-metal mask, finally turned. His exposed right side revealed a middle-aged man past forty.

"Identified individuals include a Federation traitor, the Shadow Helmsman, the Demon God, the Lord of Shura... and Mu Fan! The one who clashed with the Iris Family at the Light Relics previously..."

Sweat beaded more intensely on the reporting officer's forehead. Confronting others might have prompted an immediate military response to crush them, but dealing with this particular individual was more akin to a suicide mission.

Without knowledge of the opponent's base of operations, and facing a foe with a mecha possessing superior mobility, being targeted by such a formidable adversary was truly a cause for despair.

What exactly were the defense forces stationed on Flame Star doing?

"The one willingly harbored by the Wild Dust Army... is indeed an enemy of my Firmament Corps." The Firmament Army Commander's right hand rhythmically drummed against the nearby table.

"Now that the conflict has commenced, there is no need to deliberate on the reasons."

The Lord of Firmament's gaze was as unyielding as steel. "Since they are enemies, they shall be treated as such. Notify Qin Chaocang! It seems some individuals' ambitions have grown excessively bold..."

"Understood, Army Commander!"

"What is the current location of our target?"

"They have entered the wormhole passage and jumped to the heart of the Outer Domain Galaxy. We have seventeen Firmament Corps units in the vicinity."

"Confirm the target's trajectory. All matters will be addressed once Qin Chaocang and his {Nether Bone} arrive."

With that, the Firmament Army Commander resumed his previous posture.

Through the colossal floor-to-ceiling window, stretching over twenty meters high, one could observe a landscape of pristine snow, extending endlessly into the depths of the cloud sea.

The Firmament Army Commander's eyes were alight with cold determination.

His distinguished renown as one of the Eight Xingluo Army Commanders had been forged through countless battles and sacrifices.

This was the expansive expanse of the Outer Domain Galaxy, not the Star Federation, which had been hollowed out by the corruption of nobility!

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Thud, thud, thud...

Within the hushed confines of the cockpit, Mu Fan could distinctly perceive the frantic rhythm of his own heart.

Shura remained motionless atop Evil Wing, resembling a statue wrought from steel.

After navigating through three consecutive warp lanes, the distance to Winter Tree Star on the star map markings was drawing noticeably closer.

Shura's hand twitched multiple times, an impulse to reach for the weapon compartment that housed Flame Rain Frost Blue behind him, yet each time he raised his hand, he forcibly suppressed the urge and let it fall.

"I know you are still alive. I know you are awaiting me. I know I will... find you."

Whispering softly, Evil Wing unfurled its twin wings, executing a wide sweep past the celestial body ahead, causing Mu Fan's vision to be flooded with crimson pinpricks of light.

Suddenly, Evil Wing's eyes widened, and its pair of wings ceased their motion with a resonant beat.

The mecha and the colossal dragon abruptly came to a standstill on the shadowed hemisphere of this desolate planet.

Then, Mu Fan's gaze, previously lowered, slowly lifted to fix upon the distant horizon, a sinister smile beginning to curve the edges of his lips.