Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

Deep crimson light began to glow sequentially from these crystal stones, circle by circle, from the outside in.

It was as if the most skilled painter was sketching an intricate line.

The pattern emerged from nothing, becoming increasingly clear, like a gigantic blood-red eye, like an altar naturally set up by ancient worshippers, or like the great totems of ancient tribes.

When all the crystal stones lit up, there was a gentle vibration sound, as if the air around was shattered, and a wave surged up.

The giant corruptor, with its heavy body, was actually pushed several tens of meters away.

The white fat worm atop it was caught off guard and rolled several times, but luckily its body on the corruptor's back was like a ball rolling around a football field, with no major harm.

At this moment, the white fat worm paid no attention to the intentions of the giant corruptor beneath it; all its focus was on the huge blood pattern!

There was a rare look of expectancy in its eyes!

At this moment, the exposed blood vessels began to bulge unnaturally, with large streams of liquid surging inside.

The color of the crystal stones grew more intense.

From the massive black hole, strange red hues began to emerge, growing stronger and stronger.

Finally, a dense crimson color completely engulfed the dark giant pit.

At a glance, it seemed like a large pond filled with blood plasma.

However, as the specks of light rose, it became clear that what filled it was merely steaming crimson mist.

This mist carried a fierce, sinister feeling, rising bit by bit, eventually settling in mid-air and starting to condense.

An eerie red spot was fixed, suspended high in the sky!

Subsequent crimson mist continued to steam, gradually weaving and forming around the red spot.

A faint sense of malevolence began to seep from within.

The white fat worm still craned its head, watching the sky, and in its expectant and excited gaze, a long, dense blood streak rose vertically in the air, starting to spread endlessly.

2 meters, 3 meters, 4 meters...

Below, the insect towers, powered by the crystal stone formation, began to swell bubbles at the top, emitting a scorching aura.

Amidst this some faint light-red mist began to spread in the depths of this dense forest.

The gigantic trees nearby began to wither bit by bit.

The crimson vertical line in the sky thickened.

...

The Taigu Mecha that had been flying forward for half an hour encountered another brief interlude.

Since it raised its hand to slay those flying winged dragons, it hasn't encountered any formal Zeg Clan forces anymore.

Most were hidden forces lurking in radar blind spots, small in scale but very annoying.

This ambiguous form of attack made it impossible for Black to conduct accurate analysis.

"These bugs are really cunning; has that giant corruptor become sentient?"

"What are they scheming?" Black muttered, "Mu Fan, these bugs are, I think, even more difficult to deal with than humans. Without using the Light Computer, all my skills are rendered useless."

Mu Fan calmly controlled the Taigu Mecha, his eyes constantly scanning the radar as he spoke and shook his head, "I can't figure it out. I haven't participated in battles of this scale; leading a team to attack and going solo are completely different experiences."

Honestly, only by personally leading a team can one appreciate the feeling that all decisions hinge on one's will.

On the surface, it might seem impressive, but that intangible pressure keeps Mu Fan's mind highly tense.

Every word he utters will impact the battle; if the order is correct, that's good, but if wrong, the loss will be more than just a little.

The feeling that pulling one strand affects everything could very well be like this.

Even so, Black relieved him of nearly 90% of the pressure.

To be more precise, Black shared over 95% of the tasks!

Recalling the encounter with Qi Longxiang, Mu Fan couldn't help feeling a burst of admiration.

The acknowledged Federation Military God, leading the Special Service Fleet never to lose.

That time in the Land of Bright Star, eventually even directly took over with top authority over a fleet structure of twenty thousand Federation Star Protection ships!

All ship operations ultimately became directed as if by his own arms.

That kind of skill is something Mu Fan truly doesn't believe he can learn.

He's more adept at executing decapitation missions with Black's cooperation, just like——

What he's done all along.

Using his fists and Mecha to smash through every obstacle ahead!

"What's strange is, why do these Zegs always keep harassing with small forces?"

"What purpose does this serve apart from delaying us?"

Black's muttering echoed inside the Taigu Mecha.

Its database didn't include Zeg Clan psychology as a course!

But when Black finished speaking, Mu Fan's eyes suddenly brightened, "Wait!"

"What is it?" Black asked curiously.

"The last thing you said..." Mu Fan frowned.

"The last thing? I said their actions apart from delaying us serve no other purpose. Was there something wrong with that?" Black remained puzzled, failing to grasp Mu Fan's thinking.

"Exactly! They're just delaying. I feel it. These Zegs perhaps knew our intention to reach the deepest part from the beginning, but now they're constantly sending small forces to harass us."

Mu Fan's eyes burned brighter, and then his voice rang decisively, "These bugs must have a secret deep in the forest, something they haven't had time to move, so they're continually delaying our arrival!"

On the light screen, Black's projected image widened its eyes, staring blankly at Mu Fan, "Is this really you? You're reasoning to the point where I have no words..."

"Mu Fan, according to what you said, we'll perform data modeling, include known conditions, begin formula expansion... But wait, if they don't want us to arrive, they should be sending formations for powerful sniping rather than this ambiguous harassment."

Just as Black's voice finished, on Mu Fan's right side screen, a bizarrely eerie green appeared!

Two hundred kilometers ahead, thirty Predator Fighters simultaneously went silent in an instant.

The thirty green dots on the screen also dimmed completely at once!

"...This had to be foreseen by me."

"These damn bugs!"

"Ah ah ah!"

Black, suddenly realizing, let out an angry roar.

Dozens of nearby Predator Fighters simultaneously changed direction, heading there.

When the video reconnected, Mu Fan's eyes widened, and Black's voice stuck.

"...Ten corruptors!?"

Gigantic like pot lids, with body diameters over a hundred meters, the corruptors quietly hovered close to the ground, the yellow-green of their bodies blending perfectly with the forest below. Unless looked closely, they were invisible.

And surrounding them were numerous flying winged dragons.

"Predator Fighter air combat state—deploy umbrella-shaped assault missiles!"

The supersonic X-wing fighters adjusted as the neat nose section retracted, revealing a pitch-black cavity, from which a sharp black cone extended.

At a glance, it appeared as if the Predator Fighter nose design had changed, but the cone suddenly spewed a massive amount of white smoke from the gaps.

Boom boom boom!

Dozens of cones fired directly.

These cones, just as they left the fighters, spread umbrella-like, paths resembling surface airstreams generated by meteoric impacts, a series of burning umbrella-shaped missiles breaking the sound barrier!

As the tens of corruptors saw these umbrella-shaped assault missiles, they leisurely adjusted direction, their bodies bulging.

Plop...

A joined corrosive poison liquid over three hundred meters long soared horizontally into the sky.