Shadows of the Deep Space Chapter 1861 - 571: Grace (Part 2)

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Previously on Shadows of the Deep Space...
Herares, having achieved Star Lord Level, rewarded his loyal followers by returning their "Metal Sparks." Elorazad and Elder Temshi, among others, received their sparks back, significantly boosting their power and allowing Elorazad to ascend to Emperor Level. Herares promised further rewards for continued loyalty, aiming to bolster his forces for an assault on the Federation.

It didn’t personally attack the Federation because it was wary of Long Xian.

Although the current intelligence suggests that Long Xian has probably not integrated with the Dimension Stone and is in a half-dead state.

But Herares doesn’t believe this at all. If it can’t resist the temptation of the Dimension Stone, let alone others, especially someone like Long Xian, who is a hero, is even less likely to give up.

Therefore, there’s a high probability that Long Xian is not integrating successfully, or he is releasing a smoke bomb. If it were to rashly attack the Federation, it would be dangerous if Long Xian were to catch it off guard.

However, Herares still kept a cautious eye and returned everyone’s Metal Spark, except for Pamie.

Because Pamie is the only intelligent type among the Mechanical Clan, and it has risen so high. Of all the people, it poses the greatest threat, and once the spark is returned, it’s not so easy to enslave it again.

At this moment, Pamie’s electronic eyes flickered continuously, and then it requested in a low posture.

"Clan Leader, could you consider rewarding me with the Metal Spark since I’ve at least toiled even if I’ve not contributed much."

"Pamie, of course, you may want the spark, but I have always been fair in reward and punishment. Your recent actions have greatly disappointed me. However, I am a person of utmost benevolence, so I’ll give you another chance. Whether you can seize it depends on your upcoming battle performance."

Herares said to Pamie.

"Clan Leader, without the Metal Spark, I cannot exert my fullest strength."

Pamie hoarsely explained to Herares.

"No worries, you just need to command, leave the rest of the combat matters to the others!"

"But..."

"But what? Are you questioning my decision?"

Herares spoke coldly.

"I dare not."

Pamie replied with its head down.

Herares then looked at everyone present and promised.

"Listen carefully, as long as you fight valiantly, I will spare no effort in granting you greater power to help you evolve!"

"Yes, we will immediately launch an attack on the Federation!"

Elrosatin and others eagerly stated.

Pamie also echoed along but didn’t believe Herares’s nonsense at all.

This guy will never let them go. Don’t be fooled by Elrosatin and others getting their sparks back and gaining freedom. They are still puppets as always. Herares is watching them from behind, and should they try to escape, it will be the first to eliminate them.

"No need to rush into an attack; stabilize your power first and let Chilami and the others strike first."

The Herares Clan Leader said cheerfully.

"Yes!"

Elrosatin and others replied joyfully.

"You better perform well and not disappoint me."

After Herares finished talking, it burst into powerful energy, the space rippling, and its star-like body slowly disappearing into the void.

"Farewell, Clan Leader."

Elrosatin and the others respectfully said.

Very soon, the Herares Clan Leader completely vanished.

At this moment, Elrosatin spoke triumphantly to Pamie.

"Pamie, did you see that? My loyalty was rewarded. The Clan Leader not only returned my Metal Spark but also helped me break through to the Emperor Level."

"Hmph, didn’t know who wanted to run before."

Pamie responded coldly.

"You!"

Elrosatin looked furiously at Pamie, as if its tail had been stepped on.

"Alright, we’re on the same boat now, don’t hurt the harmony with quarrels. If things mess up and the Clan Leader gets angry, retrieves our sparks again, it’d be too late to regret."

Elder Temshi hurriedly intervened seeing the two about to argue, persuading in between.

"Hmph."

Elrosatin snorted and didn’t say anything more.

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Starlight City·Xiguang Laboratory Private Training Zone.

Crack~

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

A pollution training cabin opened, Su Ming exhaled slightly, then stood up and walked down to check the training data.

During the days when Ilyas was undergoing transformation, Su Ming was not idle and trained for pollution resistance as much as possible.

At this time, a piercing alarm sounded, followed by a broadcast.

"All personnel, please note that Xi Guang Laboratory is entering a level one security alert, strictly prohibiting any unrelated personnel from approaching basement level one·Bio-hangar 2...."

The surrounding staff moved at the broadcast’s sound.

Seeing this, Su Ming stopped training, caught the hurriedly passing by Dr. Lin Jie, and asked.

"Dr. Lin Jie, what’s going on? Why suddenly the level one alert?"

"Lord Su Ming, Xi Guang Laboratory is preparing to test the latest Fake VI Generation Biological Mecha."

"Who is the driver?"

"It’s Lord Alist."

Lin Jie respectfully said.

"Hmm, I’ll go take a look too."

Su Ming became instantly interested and headed towards Hangar 2.

...

Not long after, Su Ming arrived at the second-floor transparent viewing area.

The entire observation area was filled with hundreds of Biological Mecha Drivers in protective clothing.

Su Ming scanned and noticed these drivers were mostly unfamiliar faces, with no impression at all.

It seems the Xi Guang Laboratory has expanded considerably over the years.

Su Ming walked to the transparent protective glass, looking towards the giant bio-hangar.

He saw a machine standing on the round metal platform, about a hundred meters tall, covered in pale metal armor, exuding a special metallic sheen. Its head was half-metalized, half retaining the head of a monster, with hideously scarlet eyes, claws as sharp as eagle talons, and three pairs of white Mechanical Light Wings embedded in the back, radiating a suffocatingly terrifying aura—the Fake VI Generation Mecha·Pale Disciple.