Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy
Chapter 644: 417: Join Me in a World-shaking Kill

Chapter 644: Chapter 417: Join Me in a World-shaking Kill

What is he going to do!

People watched this scene in stunned silence.

What does this Mecha want to do, they would find out in the next second.

If Alexey, the Commander of the Military Department on Purple Jade Star, had been present, he would have certainly slammed his fist heavily onto the command table.

This was the mysterious and terrifying Mecha that killed without any reservations…

After several months, above the Land of Bright Star on Blue Capital Star, Li Shen finally paid the price for his foolish decision.

The nearly eruptive air stream, like a giant long saber, ripped a deep gash in the sky!

“Velocity 32 Mach…”

As the military personnel in the control room just spotted this sequence of numbers on the screen, that red line had already streaked past the No. 137 Fleet.

Time seemed to freeze at this instant, the red trajectory suspended in the sky…

A moment later.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless sparks ignited in the sky.

The No. 137 Submarine Fleet, which was indiscriminately bombarding just a second ago, now bore a horrifying gash on the side of its hull, the air and armor completely shattering!

Under the state of thirty times the speed of sound of the Shura Mecha, its destructive power was infinitely magnified.

Numerous armor fragments carrying flames scattered down from the sky.

With a single strike, over half of the ships in the No. 137 Fleet were destroyed in midair.

The personnel in the control room, together with those on the Sky Mother Ship, were collectively dumbfounded; they hadn’t yet engaged with the Strangling Demon Snake but had already clashed with the Federation Fleet.

A chill rose from their hearts—where exactly did this Mecha come from, acting even more recklessly than Solomon!

“Who is this madman? Doesn’t he know that Ruan Xiongfei’s Thunderhawk is still below?”

The higher-ups of the Mecha Association were dumbstruck, their disbelief evident as they watched the scene unfold in the sky. An assistant referee, who held the status of a Quasi-Ace Mechanical Master, exclaimed in shock.

“Where’s the black Mecha?”

“It went by too fast; I didn’t see anything…”

People were searching for the culprit responsible for all this chaos, but the speed of that red streak of light had been too fast!

However, at that moment, a large early-warning aircraft in a higher altitude inadvertently discovered the target.

A full-angle optical imager faithfully recorded the images it could capture below.

So when the soldiers switched to this view, the military personnel in the Federation control room also saw that small black figure, now silently standing in the air behind the No. 137 Fleet.

Its right hand gently resting by its side, the black saber still sheathed.

A faint flame continued to burn slowly on the surface of the saber.

The crimson cape behind softly fluttered.

Thump, thump, thump…

Inside the cockpit of the Shura, a potent power surged, its clear sound resonating.

His heart was throbbing vigorously, the vast energy still endlessly pouring into his body.

Deep within his consciousness, Mu Fan seemed to enter a state of an outsider observing himself, watching himself being consumed and scorched by the increasingly intense fire.

Then it seemed as if all emotions other than fighting were cast aside in his mind…

That indifferent, cold, and decisively murderous state was slowly returning.

He felt his body beginning to respond to his consciousness’s control.

I am Mu Fan…

Now I am also Shura…

At this moment, the silent black Mecha stood isolated between heaven and earth.

The dual bloody flames on the Mecha’s head twitched slightly, as if a living person was moving its eyes.

But how could people know that this Mecha, at this moment, had completely transformed into a person!

It was Mu Fan, whose primitive instinct was fully awakening!

He looked down at his left arm, severed at the shoulder. Those bloody eyes seemed to contemplate something.

“Plunder the Layela Clan’s Shallow Abyss Three Stars, kill 125,800, slay 73 Demon Servants, eradicate the tribal totem—Swallowing Star King Beast… lose an arm… plunder 63% of the energy.”

In the cockpit, the youth suspended in midair, his originally lifeless bloody pupils quietly closed.

That was Shura calmly recounting what had happened during its disappearance.

“Activate Ancient God Worship Altar with the leftover energy crystal core of Swallowing Star King Beast, today breaking through the realms.”

The last sentence was softly repeated by Mu Fan, his bloody pupils reopening.

At this moment, the emptiness in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by eyes that started to brim with endless solemnity.

Mu Fan’s consciousness, under the surging energy restoration, truly returned to his body!

“Shura, how wonderful it is to see you,” the youth murmured, his right hand beginning to slowly lift.

Outside, the Shura Mecha also began to slowly raise the arm holding the Blood Prison Blade.

Federation, Mecha Association, Solomon—these powerful forces started to emerge one by one in his eyes.

A cold smile slowly surfaced on Mu Fan’s indifferent face.

I know you will be enraged because I have challenged your authority.

You can ruthlessly plunder and attack merely because you possess unmatched power in this interstellar space.

But do you know that I too can feel anger?

I have nothing left.

When I prayed, you scoffed arrogantly.

When I was in pain, you remained indifferent.

Yet…

Have I tenaciously survived to this day because of you?

Now I am angry.

I want to hear the agony of heaven and earth, I want to hear your pleas.

When the firmament trembles, I will laugh out loud, draw the Three Realms Blood Prison Blade, and turn the world upside down.

From this century forth, you will all remember my name—

Agasura!

The name finally exploded like awakening blood in the deepest recesses of Mu Fan’s mind!

It is the name he was born with, the pride for which he has fought till now.

Agasura Fan!

That name clearly and dazzlingly hovered in the fierce flames deep within his consciousness.

Is this my name?

Is it forged by taking lives, the name of Shura?

A blood-red gleam danced in Mu Fan’s eyes as he gently whispered into the air:

“Shura, today accompany me in a cataclysmic battle.”

“Agreed.”

The deep voice did not hesitate.

A mere word, just ten strokes.

At that moment, in the flagship monitoring room of the Federation Fleet, a furious command suddenly erupted:

“Above us, 3,200 meters! All weapons return fire, open fire! Destroy it!”

When they clearly saw that silhouette intertwined with black and red amidst the sea of flames.

Li Shen’s eyes nearly popped out of rage, his fists slamming heavily onto the command desk.

How daring…

To brazenly provoke the Federation military within Federation territory.

You are courting death!

Upon hearing Li Shen’s command, soldiers of the No. 137 Ship quickly located the tiny figure behind them through their optical sights.

All weapons fire?

A dense mechanical clanking of metal ensued.

The armor on the warships opened countless ports, and thousands of cannons from dozens of warships extended simultaneously.

The Federation military finally revealed its ferocious fangs!

Boom boom boom!

Countless glows flickered, and at that moment, an energy ripple visible to the naked eye formed in the sky.

Tens of thousands of glows fired toward that small, black figure in the distance!

However, just as those cannons extended.

The battered and mottled right hand of Shura slowly rose, finally reaching above his head.

Then, a black brilliance quickly enveloped the unsheathed Three Realms Blood Prison Blade.

The surging and austere brilliance suddenly spread along the blade toward the distance.

That surging black blade aura explosively increased nearly a hundred meters in an instant, then Shura crossed his hands in a slashing motion.

Two giant black auras, resembling an X, burst forth.

And their range began to multiply…

Rhythm, command, swift, wind, blade!

Under the desperate and shocked gazes of countless onlookers, those two massive black auras, in an unavoidable manner, annihilated countless glows and then sliced through the formation of those dozens of warships.

Time froze for less than 0.1 seconds.

Boom boom!

The black X-shaped Qi Blade swept across at a unique angle, then flew far into the clouds.

The remaining sixty-four cruisers, none were spared.

The battle recorder, with trembling hands, logged the entire process of the conflict.

Federation Calendar 272, September 21.

Blue Capital Star No. 137 Fleet VS Mysterious Mech, battle duration 27 seconds.

No. 137 Submarine Fleet, all hands lost, none survived…

The black flames gradually extinguished, revealing once again the dark red scabbard, the diminutive black mech that was negligible.

But this time, no one dared to mock that tiny stature anymore.

That terrifying black silhouette, at this moment, was like the posture of a demon god!