Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

When the black lightning was swallowed.

People then felt a hollow emptiness in their hearts as if they had lost something, with their original anticipation leaving a vast void after witnessing the destruction of the black mecha.

Wait!

Viewers' scalps tingled as they saw...

The storm suddenly stopped!

Just as the host was about to announce the failure of the Extreme Special Soldier, the sky full of red whirlwinds vanished abruptly.

The blonde man with sunglasses and Sandy, both stunned, gripped the microphones in their hands, even forgetting to commentate.

What people first saw in their line of sight was the Gale Rotor spinning and floating down gracefully.

But where was the Gale Gladiator?

"Look, up there!" a spectator suddenly pointed higher.

There, a black and a red figure were plummeting down together.

The Extreme Special Soldier and the Gale Gladiator were stuck together!

No, the Gale Gladiator was caught from behind by the Extreme Special Soldier.

The slender body of the red mecha couldn't break free from the overwhelming strength of the Extreme Special Soldier because the light from its engines at the back had completely disappeared.

"What's wrong with the Gale Gladiator's engines, have they all shut down?"

This was the shared sentiment of countless ordinary spectators.

However, in the eyes of those professional Observers, their fingers trembled with excitement, and the screen froze on this scene, fingers slowly zooming in and out.

A clear image appeared.

On the three engines at the back of the Gale Gladiator...

Huge sword slashes crisscrossed.

The engine mouths were completely split open.

My God!

Who could tell them what happened when the black lightning was caught in the whirlwind?

And now, what was this black mecha going to do?

Because the engine power of this black mecha had also dropped to its lowest.

The ice-cold calm in Shi Wuyi's eyes finally disappeared, replaced by utter horror.

What that mecha had just done, only he knew...

Moreover, what made his scalp numb most was that a sense of impending death nearly suffocated his brain.

Click, click.

Two soft sounds were heard as the two engines on the back of the Extreme Special Soldier quietly misaligned to the left and right, entering vector mode, with their flares almost disappearing.

But in the next second, these two engines burst forth with the most dazzling radiance of the battle.

Two nearly transparent surges of energy spewed out as thick as double basses.

Boom!

The two mechas suddenly began to spin, and amidst the massive explosion, a white sonic boom appeared.

Then the two mechas crashed heavily towards the ground.

At supersonic speed, with no extra movement, this time the only thing visible to people was the rapidly spinning figure of red and black.

Like a fighter jet's stall spiral during a crash, yet different.

Because this was a sonic boom rotation plunge.

The power-depleted Gale Gladiator was tightly clamped by the heavy sword.

Death Lotus, Undead Fatal Dive!

An ancient secret skill, the scene that shocked countless generations appeared.

On a distant planet, some retired warriors nearing their seventies suddenly showed surprise in their eyes!

And then, in their families' astonished gazes, they excitedly rose to their feet.

Tears of the aged streamed down their faces; they paid no mind to their families' confusion but murmured, "I've seen it again... I've seen it again..."

During the severe downward thrust, Mu Fan's blood surged in his body, his already red eyes appearing even more ferocious.

A roar burst from his chest, unmasked and unembellished, echoing directly from high above to all directions.

The unrestrained killing intent finally vented in that moment.

"Die—For—Me—Now!"

These words directly reached the ears of every viewer, even attracting those who hadn't been paying attention before.

Then, after a glance, they were shocked, their mouths agape.

Ah!!

Die, die, die!

Mu Fan's eyes crazed with fear.

The huge black and red drill finally smashed into the ground from high above.

Silently, the bottom of the basin seemed to be instantly depressed by half a meter.

Boom!

A terrifying shockwave then spread outwards, the rocky and soil ground being violently blasted over fifty meters high and exploding outwards in all directions.

The momentum was no less than that of a super-heavy cluster bomb explosion.

The energy from the shockwave continued, a dark shadow soaring high into the air and then tracing a perfect arc.

Bounding upward, flipping, before plunging back into the still unsettled storm.

Kneeling on one knee.

Countless rising pebbles hit the mecha's outer shell, creating a series of pattering impact sounds.

The black Mecha slowly raised its head to look at the sky.

As the dust settled, the motionless black Mecha was covered in dusky dust.

But no one laughed out loud, no one mocked the ugliness of this Mecha anymore. Their mouths were gaping wide, almost able to fit a fist.

They no longer knew what words to use to describe this scene.

Behind that Mecha, a giant crater had formed.

At the deepest part of the crater…

Red fragments.

The crowd that had been cheering and rooting before could no longer speak.

The bright red fragments were almost unrecognizable in their original form.

At the deepest part of the pit, a swath of red, looked almost like a pool of fresh blood.

The red Mecha that had earlier brought about thousands of cheers, overpowering to the point of suffocation, was now completely reduced to scattered pieces.

It resembled a…

Blood-colored Lotus.

"That black Mecha never intended to spare its opponent… it wanted to kill!" someone said in disbelief.

Recalling the chilling word "Die" from before.

And recalling that phrase just now…

Even from a distance, a cold sweat broke out on the backs of countless viewers.

That black Mecha was a born Killing God!

At that moment, the black Mecha, like a statue, suddenly moved, and the dusty dirt fell off its body.

The Extreme Special Soldier propped himself up with his left hand, slowly rising, as his right hand gently sheathed the Heavy Sword on his back.

Without looking back at the crater behind him, he walked step by step towards the deployment point of Loki Heavy Industry.

Moments later, both inside and outside the arena, the air was filled with roaring cheers.

Because at the opening ceremony, this Warrior-class Mecha, rated merely A, had shown through its unique coldness, dominance, and bloodthirstiness, its status to everyone.

Those competitors who the previous day had even been enjoying the spectacle fell into a rare collective silence.

As for Zhang Zeyi from Arabella Weapons Company covering his chest, his face bloomed red, collapsing to the ground, the people around him in disarray.

From being sure of winning to suddenly being thrust into the land of nine deaths, the huge disparity caused the mental defenses of this confident middle-aged man to instantly collapse.

The undisguised murderous intent of that black Mecha also told them the theme of this Mecha competition.

—To determine the strongest.

This path was destined to be rugged, full of strife and bloodshed.

"Black."

"Present!"

"Have you completed the hacking of the matching system?"

"It's complete, opponents can be arranged after the first round."

"Excellent…"

A calm voice ended the discussion, and Mu Fan did not speak again.

Beneath the Lotus, the body severely damaged, but the young man's eyes showed indifference and coldness, without a trace of fatigue.

I bloom amidst slaughter, as a flower at dawn.

Even if alone…

The black figure gradually distanced itself in the eyes of the spectators.

For a moment, the place fell eerily silent, Rachel was still staring wide-eyed, her hands tightly covering her own mouth.

Sandy opened and closed his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

No one had expected, death to come so suddenly, and yet so close at hand.

When that unstoppable force struck, they probably only then understood the great terror between life and death.

Perhaps the opponent's Mechanical Master didn't even have time to give his last words…

But having chosen to participate, the real consequences were unpredictable, the opponent only had a solid Heavy Sword, a purely simple Cold Weapon.

Thus, from a rules standpoint, this Mecha was flawless.

Under such rules, in this arena.

Killing, No Crime!

"Sector 37, this match, the victor—Loki Heavy Industry, Extreme Special Soldier!"

The host on the Sky Mother Ship, a blonde man with sunglasses, finally gripped the microphone and announced the result with an exhilarated and trembling voice.

Countless people cheered exuberantly, in this moment people would only remember the victor.

"Loki Heavy Industry!"

"Extreme Special Soldier~~"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

The names of Loki Heavy Industry and Extreme Special Soldier echoed in the arena and on the internet.

Like a tidal wave, cheers and praises surged, a haggard and delicate girl watched as the large black shadow slowly stopped before her, and looked at the handsome young boy stepping out of the cockpit, giving her a warm smile.

In that instant, tears fell like rain.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you for this gift you've given me.

Nuonuo remembered.