Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

Looking at the deep blue mecha turning back towards him, Donatello's face unfurled an indescribable satisfaction.

Strategic soldier, that was his trump card!

All he awaited now was to take over Loki Heavy Industry, to then gain the ability to mass produce such mechs, hold orders from the Interstellar Mecha Association, and thereafter rake in massive amounts of money and prestige.

Everything was moving towards a better direction, wasn't it?

As for that mecha of Loki Heavy Industry in its death throes, he had just heard the report; that kid, cradling his arm, had entered the hangar.

Repair his own mech and continue to fight a few more times? Laughable!

Now, Donatello so wished to see Loki Heavy Industry appear on his own combat list.

Then, at the moment when the opponent believed hope had arrived, to crush him to death.

Unfortunately, the Interstellar Mecha Association truly wasn't a place he could manipulate.

Hopefully, it could still hold up through the next round; he utterly didn't believe that the mech was undamaged after that level of outburst.

Humph…

Noticing that media drones were already appearing around, Donatello once again hung a standard smile on his face.

It was a noble, dignified, and elegant smile. To these uncrowned kings, it was best to present the most sincere attitude and then display his own perfection, wasn't it?

Smiling, the spokesperson for the Lan Du Military Group stepped out in an impeccable manner, calmly welcoming this moment under the spotlight.

…

In space, some three hundred thousand kilometers from Blue Capital Star, a fleet lay quietly floating in the shadow belt of an uninhabited planet, warships that at a glance seemed quite formidable.

Aside from the fearsome dual-plasma ship guns, a special emblem was painted on the hulls of these ships—

A stone door entwined with a giant serpent.

This was a mark from the Dark Dominator, Solomon.

And it wasn't just any ordinary Solomon mark; this was a high-tier emblem with added symbolic layers!

In other words, this represented the exclusive fleet of the Gatepost Knights.

When such an emblem's fleet appeared, the true master was often aboard.

Inside the command room at the top of the largest and most heavily armed warship, where the mottled walls were intertwined with yellow-brown patterns, the lighting of the room seemed darker and more sinister.

But amidst this, there sat a massive chair, and on it, a colossal figure clad in brown armor sat still.

The moment he raised his head, one could glimpse a non-human yellow gaze from beneath the mask.

The command room was silently tranquil, the top floor was his exclusive resting area; he preferred solitude most of the time.

At this moment, the colossal figure's fingers rhythmically tapped the metallic armrest.

A shadow quietly emerged behind him, and then walked up to his side, bowing with a reverent and devout tone, "Lord Andumari, we have new progress in our inquiry."

"Oh?" The colossal figure shifted, ceasing the tapping of his right hand, and as he spoke, the temperature within the room seemed to drop several degrees instantly.

"If you were an hour later, we would have jumped to another star district; tell me everything you've found."

The reporting subordinate, standing, reached only to the shoulder height of the seated Andumari, who, upon hearing this, pressed his body even lower in trepidation.

"There have been no anomalies in Solomon's Hunting Target monitoring system recently, indicating that the opponent likely hasn't breached our systems; we can eliminate our arch-enemy. Soashre truly died on Blue Capital Star, last seen at an auction. According to some clues, his final appearance was accepting an assassination task from the assassin union. We received his death news afterwards."

The yellow light in the eyes flickered ominously as Andumari, immobile, resembled an iron fortress.

"Who killed him? That's my only concern."

"It's highly probable it was the assassination target, but the assassin union has refused to provide information," the reporting subordinate pressed his head lower.

"Did they mention the organization's name?" came the indifferent query from behind the iron mask.

"They did, but it was rejected by the spokesperson of the assassin union on Blue Capital Star. This is Blue Capital Star, the administrative planet of the fourth Star District; the assassin union seems to be involved with the Federation, so they are straining to distance themselves from any dark organizations."

"I see…"

The massive form of Andumari sighed faintly, emitting a metallic friction sound as he rose to his full height, standing in the command room like a small Mecha.

Next to him, the subordinate giving the report stood weakly like an infant, the formidable presence emanating a heavy current that unmistakably proclaimed Andumari's immense strength.

"Then we'll make a trip to Blue Capital Star... It seems we haven't been to the administrative planet for quite some time. Perhaps they've nearly forgotten Solomon's position," the faint yellow glow in his eye sockets seemed especially cold and cruel at that moment.

"In his so-called safe haven, we'll crush him like squishing an ant, that should be quite an amusing affair, hehe..."

Twisting his neck, Andumari stood in front of a huge circular ship's glass window, hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the tranquil view of space.

"Yes, my lord."

Moments later, the silent Fleet's engines lit up, slowly departing from the shadows.

The target, Blue Capital Star.

...

Blue Capital Star, Land of Bright Star.

Ever since that astonishing Mecha dazzled everyone at the opening ceremony, no one had seen a Mechanical Master or Mecha since.

Already, many were inquiring about this Mecha, and online comments had exploded; half were praises, the other half curses.

Because this unexpected underdog victory had cost countless people their fortunes.

No one thought that an A-Tier Mecha could actually obliterate its 3A-Tier opponent.

However, newly formed fans were relentless, fiercely arguing online with furious bettors.

Sadly, Mu Fan was oblivious to these comments, but even if he knew, he would likely just flash a big grin.

Because he had just received news from Black that the first batch of bet money had been fully transferred.

Not to him, but to Wang Nuonuo.

When the clock nearly struck 1pm, Wang Nuonuo's voice, excited and incredulous, resonated through Sky Communication.

"Lord, the capital has nearly doubled in just these few hours! I still can't believe it. I now have over 1.2 billion in liquid assets..."

Mu Fan had been quietly seated for three hours; once again, the special medicine from Bai Guyue worked miracles. After consuming another Molten Magma Fruit, Mu Fan's physical condition had recovered quite well.

Hearing Wang Nuonuo's words, he smirked.

This was just the beginning!

"Nuonuo, is it time for the draw yet?"

"Yes, the first round of eliminations is already over. We need to move to another location for the second round of draws. Come with me, Lord. I've ordered some lunch... I'm sorry, I still haven't been able to contact the company."

Nuonuo's voice carried boundless self-blame. Without a dedicated nutritionist, having only just received his own Sky Communication, and even having to arrange their own lunch from Loki Heavy Industry.

Perhaps they were the only competing enterprise that had to order takeout.

"It's okay, I've already eaten. Let's go to the draw," Mu Fan looked up at the Extreme Special Soldier in front of him, its body covered with sword marks and dents.

After repairing the covert damages and replacing the fragile parts, they had done all that was currently possible.

Right, the weapon had been changed too, another Acabert Alloy Heavy Sword.

The scarred Extreme Special Soldier was about to face its second battle.

Mu Fan stood up, stepping out of the hangar, a flash of chill in his eyes.

Blue Capital's military...

You would never expect this.

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