Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1534 50: Kill Without Mercy

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Previously on Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy...
Mu Fan and his loyal mechanical dragon, Evil Wing, have escaped through a wormhole after a successful mission. However, their actions have not gone unnoticed as the Firmament Corps, led by its vengeful commander, vows retribution and mobilizes forces to pursue them.

An immense and stunning planet unexpectedly materialized within sight.

One hemisphere was blanketed in snow, while the other basked in verdant splendor.

This celestial body was starkly divided, featuring one side of a perpetual icy seal and the other teeming with vibrant life.

It became clear that their destination had been reached: the Winter Tree Star, a place previously mentioned by both Liao Changqing in the Light Relics and Gu Yunyou from Ding Chuan Academy.

The arrival at their intended location occurred without any deviation from the plan.

However, what truly stunned Mu Fan and Evil Wing was the spectacle unfolding before the planet—a fleet so densely packed it seemed to consume the entire visible expanse!

On the optical display, rapidly updating figures surged past thirty thousand in mere moments, continuing their relentless increase.

Even accounting for the fact that over half were Locust Battleships, each only about twenty meters in length, the sheer visual impact rendered any description inadequate.

In that instant, Mu Fan felt an eerie familiarity, as if he had been transported back to the Insect Clan tunnel and witnessed that overwhelming swarm once more.

A creature, entirely white and resembling a whale, drifted serenely at the vanguard of the fleet. It measured approximately 700 meters in length, with a mouth spanning about 150 meters wide.

Its entire form was sheathed in thick, bony armor, and its fins had transformed into what appeared to be large, membranous wings.

Its maw hung slightly agape, revealing rows of wickedly sharp teeth, and thin wisps of smoky vapor puffed from its nostrils.

Within its colossal eyes, dwarfing the height of Shura, blazed an aura of… utter ferocity and malevolence!

This colossal 'Bone Whale' was an entity neither Mu Fan nor Black had encountered before.

Its gargantuan mass radiated an aura of utter destruction!

Yet, at this very moment, Mu Fan’s icy gaze fixed upon the 'Bone Whale'.

Perched atop it stood a 'being,' specifically a 'colossus,' thirty meters tall. Its skin was absent, revealing muscular striations of red and white.

The giant's face, however, lacked flesh, presenting a pallid, deathly skull, its empty eye sockets devoid of orbs or any discernible light.

It clutched a robust, heavy spear, intricately adorned with ancient engravings.

The ashen skull directed its gaze towards the position of Shura and Evil Wing.

Amidst the swirling, yellow-green spore clouds and the enveloping fleet, the giant exuded a primordial, untamed presence, appearing as the undisputed commander of this vast legion!

“Native of the Luqin Universe, your prowess surpasses our expectations.”

“However, your arrogance fuels a misguided confidence.”

The giant’s upper and lower jawbones shifted slightly, causing ripples of energy to manifest, ultimately coalescing into a deeply resonant voice that echoed through the public communication channel.

“Having occupied this universe for 60 days, you are the first adversary to capture my interest. As one of the powerful entities that commands the submission of all cosmic creations, I, the Saint Luo Envoy, bestow upon you a single opportunity: to kiss my boot. Just one chance, determining your fate between survival and oblivion.”

“I hold the rank of Seventh Saint Luo Envoy.”

“My name is Leviathan!”

The Bone Whale’s immense tail swept downwards with a casual flick.

An unexpected cascade of ripples emanated from the point of impact!

Space warped and fractured before the Bone Whale; the ferocious, colossal creature twisted, then vanished, reappearing instantaneously thirty thousand meters distant without any prior indication.

The giant remained atop the Bone Whale, his stature akin to a mountain range.

It was evident that the Saint Luo Clan’s expeditionary force possessed a formidable and unexpected strength.

At this precise moment, dwarfed by this terrifying and expansive legion, Shura and Evil Wing seemed as insignificant as ants beneath the shadow of an elephant.

“*Pfft*, And who exactly gave you the audacity for such pronouncements?”

A faint, mocking snarl reverberated across the entire public frequency at that instant.

A sinister arc formed on Mu Fan’s lips, freezing in an unnerving grimace.

Within his impassive pupils, the lingering crimson began to churn, akin to nascent blossoms ready to unfurl.

“My name… is Aga, Shura!”

The cloak behind Shura billowed gently as the figure, as black as ink, slowly disembarked from the Dragon’s back. It stood silently before the colossal dragon, its fiery gaze fixed afar upon the giant.

At this juncture, Shura emanated a subtle aura of desolation and profound antiquity…

As the Scarlet Cloak writhed menacingly, all semblance of normal expression vanished from Mu Fan’s face, replaced by the manifestation of a colossal, shadowy totem behind Shura!

The partially bloomed Red Lotus upon his chest erupted into full bloom, its intricate veins, resembling molten magma, spreading across his entire body.

In this moment, Mu Fan’s eyes burned with an unadulterated, blood-red intensity!

The Winter Tree Star loomed directly ahead, and the Gate of Divine River lay concealed beyond the formidable fleet.

Yet these formidable obstacles had chosen this precise juncture to obstruct his path.

The pent-up brutality within Mu Fan’s heart, festering for these past hundred days, erupted with blinding force; the sheer madness within his gaze surpassed even the intensity seen during his confrontation with Sigler!

It could only be said that Leviathan's interception arrived at the precise moment, igniting the violent volcano simmering within Mu Fan's heart!

Just as hope presented itself, as the dawn neared, fate cruelly halted his advance at the threshold.

Therefore, at this critical juncture, the unrestrained fury and brutality hidden deep within Mu Fan's very being erupted forth completely.

"Destroy, without mercy!"

Mu Fan's entire body's veins bulged, his hands pressing down forcefully.

—Open!!

Shura's hands clasped together tightly, instantly conjuring an illusion, and the silhouette manifesting behind him solidified instantly.

—Release!!

Shura's formidable armor, comprising countless blades, simultaneously activated, unlocking all its weaponry.

—Live!!

A half-bloomed crimson lotus on his chest pulsed with brilliant light, and scarlet flames began toCourse through Shura's entire system of veins. A boundless torrent of energy, akin to the vastness of the starry sea, surged into his body. Within the cockpit, Mu Fan's pores exuded a mist of blood, and an aura resembling a rampaging beast began to ascend.

—Hurt!!

With Shura's arms crossed, both thumbs dug reversely into the shoulder armor, allowing flames to stream towards the twin deep gashes.

Two points of flame quietly ignited upon the colossal shadowy figure.

—Block!!

Shura withdrew his fingers, unleashing explosive streams of energy below the grimly standing Blade Armor.

Within the cockpit, all residual emotions were utterly purged from Mu Fan's gaze.

—Scene!!

The dense, inky fog between Shura's fingers, viscous as liquid, suddenly parted as his arms pulled away, causing the surrounding space to instantly implode.

The immense totem shadow shattered into countless pieces, transforming into swirling black mist that encroached ferociously.

All phenomena ceased to exist.

From within this faint, swirling black mist, eyes burning like scarlet embers became visible.

At this precise moment, Mu Fan definitively unlocked the Sixth Gate.

He had entered the most powerful stance... right before tearing open the Shura Realm!

Now, the fabric of space within a hundred-meter radius around Shura began to fracture and then reform.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless concussive blasts reverberated through the entirety of the Saint Luo fleet.

Every active detection device, as if struck by intense solar radiation at point-blank range, violently malfunctioned and exploded.

If the late expedition leader Gatesker of the Light Relics were still alive, he would have desperately attempted to disable Leviathan's legs.

Because that terrifying Demon God...

...Emanates from the Other Shore Realm of the Undead!!