Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy
Chapter 647: 420 Draw the Sword!

Chapter 647: Chapter 420 Draw the Sword!

As that grim voice rose, blood almost swallowed Mu Fan’s vision.

Just like when he piloted the Shura at Purple Jade Star, Mu Fan had no idea how hideously terrifying his body had become.

He only felt that he suddenly entered a world moving at an extreme slow pace.

“Activate: Shura Domain.”

That clear voice rang in his ears.

From the moment that voice began, the energy indicator on the combat screen started dropping at a rate of 0.5% per second!

This wasn’t 0.05%, this was 0.5%! That meant, given Shura’s current condition, it seemed that even if it depleted all its energy, it could only persist for 2 minutes.

Keep in mind that the Shura of the past only dropped by 1.6% even when executing the Decree Gale Slash!

A single Decree Gale Slash could barely support 3 seconds of domain time.

“The Mecha Body is in a damaged state, domain energy consumption is at 500%.” A sentence suddenly emerged in his mind.

While Mu Fan was still pondering what this meant, the image of a black Mecha dominating the universe with its solitary blade, and a murderous presence flashed through the deepest recesses of his brain.

It seemed to be teaching Mu Fan how to proceed.

In that moment, Mu Fan’s consciousness and that murderous presence completely overlapped.

Mu Fan’s blood-red eyes opened, and he watched the seemingly fast-yet-slow myriad of light beams coming at him. No, to be precise, the directions of those countless muzzle openings had already formed a clear three-dimensional figure in his mind, with the position of every light beam fired imprinted in his brain.

With a slight twist of his body, a beam brushed past his ribs.

His body twisted again, and another beam flashed by his waist.

One after another…

In that one-thousandth of a second, Mu Fan seemed to have completely memorized the trajectories of the countless Strangling Demon Snake Floating Cannons.

And in the one-thousandth of a second that followed, within three seconds, Mu Fan didn’t know whether he had dodged dozens or hundreds of beams!

But what he did know was that all those beams missed their targets.

In the surrounding domain where time seemed to freeze, he easily dodged them all.

Thump, thump, thump, thump!

His heart was beating more and more fiercely.

Blood began to surge into Mu Fan’s eyes, and that tremendous blood pressure was becoming uncontrollable even for his physical strength.

The moment panic set in, that shadow which seemed to have merged with him separated in the deepest part of his consciousness.

Mu Fan’s field of vision also abruptly returned to reality.

He involuntarily exited the Shura Domain.

All the scenery instantly returned to normal, and countless intersecting light beams suddenly struck the ground.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Countless flashes of fire erupted on the ground.

And that red cloak that had just dissipated into mist abruptly solidified again, instantly transforming into a group of black afterimages of the Mecha, which returned to its original spot. The numerous red spots around the four engine flame mouths at its back quietly went out.

Super numerical vector jet devices!

Ruan Xiongfei, Naden, and pilots of the Ran Family and others all had their eyes sharpen at once.

On the Sky Mother Ship above, everyone watching was collectively speechless.

What had they just seen?

They only saw the light beams and that group of black shadows appear almost simultaneously.

Then countless beams went through the transformed sphere of that black shadow, and after passing straight through it, they directly bombed the ground.

“What? It didn’t hit?”

“So many beams missed, what was that instant of a black sphere all about?”

“Only saw the shadow for an instant, did that Mecha vaporize on the spot?”

“You took your physics lessons with the dogs!”

“Fuck your grandpa.”

…

The excess blood filling his brain finally began to subside, and the Shura’s unsheathed saber held in hand, the entire Mecha Body at this moment was permeated by an eerie aura that was even more intense than that of the Strangling Demon Snake.

“Almost touching the domain of space… Super-mobility Vector Overload, where the hell did this Mecha’s engines come from.”

Naden’s tone carried a hint of bitterness.

Even the appearance of the Strangling Demon Snake hadn’t surprised him in the least. However, at this moment, Naden finally couldn’t sit still anymore.

The Mecha that had just been displayed boasted engine technology that had surpassed the accumulation of years of the Interstellar Mecha Association.

“Truly worthy of being one of the Twelve Demon God Machines!”

The gleam in the Ran Family’s eyes revealed a fighting spirit eager to try their strength, yet they didn’t act rashly.

Right now, to actively provoke that Mecha was tantamount to seeking death.

While on the Flagship of the Federation Fleet, a group of officers with the rank of Colonel stood collectively before a huge central screen, watching the scene just captured by the high-speed camera.

“Report to the commander! We just conducted high-speed filming with a shutter speed of one-thousandth of a second. However, we’ve found that the opponent’s speed has already exceeded the shutter speed…”

A Lieutenant saluted a slightly curly-haired officer with the insignia of a Colonel.

Colnel He Gang and the other officers silently observed each photo showing different postures. Their casual, untroubled demeanor rendered them utterly speechless.

“…Use the Thermo Bomb, order the bright light ships to prepare for wave weapon deployment, this enemy’s strength has already far exceeded our expectations… How much longer until Colonel Qi arrives?”

The slightly curly-haired Colonel He finally spoke with a firm tone. Because of their differing stances, he could tolerate the Shura fighting the Strangling Demon Snake, but he had to order preparations for a second engagement.

The Federation had no need for whichever emerged victorious.

The message just from the Federation Military Department was that this battle was to establish the enduring reputation of the Blue Capital Military Department.

“Report to the Colonel, Colonel Qi will arrive in the designated area in 2 minutes.”

“Hm, tell the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth reserve Fleets to prepare for a delaying action…”

“Colonel, must we capture that Mecha?”

“Definitely.”

Colonel He Gang ultimately gave a firm nod. The Federation Military Department’s authority must not be challenged.

…

At that moment, even the Strangling Demon Snake, surrounded by Floating Cannons, experienced a brief moment of immobility.

The cruel and mad look in Andumari’s yellow pupils bespoke the inviolable dignity of Solomon!

Even if you are one of the Twelve Demon God Machines, what does it matter?

Having lost an arm, where is your offensive capability?

Do you really think your battered Mecha and your zero-quantity mounted weapons could take the life of Andumari, one of Solomon’s seventy-two Gatepost Knights?

“Are you just a mouse that knows how to hide? Let me see your offense! Damn Killing Machine, since you dare to provoke Solomon, then from today onwards, Solomon and you—will be at war until death!”

Andumari, at this moment, paid no attention to the Thunderhawk behind him but roared angrily.

With one hand, the Strangling Demon Snake forcefully raised two massive metal serpents, which once again formed the strange and magnificent Big King Snake Spear!

Then the giant serpent above its head rose straight into the sky and converged to a single point before plummeting downward.

Like a massive ring of arrow rain.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Rings of towering metal serpents completely encircled the diminutive Shura.

Each serpent transformed into a twenty-meter-long metal column.

Then from each column, a dazzling ray of light shot out.

In an instant, this part of the heavens turned into an immense prison.

A fusion of reality and illusion, the immensely strong technology from Solomon’s dark fire.

Demon Snake Profound Meaning—Thousand Trace Prison!

“Let’s see how you escape this time! Come, let me tear you to pieces, and then I, Andumari, will become this era’s Demon Slayer!”

The Mechanical Master and Mecha that killed a Demon God Machine would together receive a title worthy of legend for a hundred years—Demon Slayer.

This was the highest honor that countless people sought after, in contrast with the Demon God Machine…

As his words fell, countless yellow figures in the sky instantly broke the sound barrier, numerous yellow streaks of light beginning to fall toward the ground below.

The tip of the Big King Snake Spear sparkled with a sinister and dangerous yellow glow!

“Prepare for a simultaneous salvo from two thousand ships, enter pre-energy charging for formation shooting.”

Seeing the situation inside the arena and hearing Andumari’s voice, Colonel He Gang on the Federation Fleet’s Flagship glanced down at his watch, which was counting down from two minutes. With 96 seconds left, he issued orders to those around him.

“Yes!”

The orders were absolute; under the authorization from headquarters and the direct command of Colonel He Gang, the Federation Fleet finally began to formally intervene.

This attack was in no way a minor skirmish like those ordered by Li Shen.

The barrage attack from two thousand ships was a sight so shocking and spectacular that it had not been seen in a long while.

This attack was meant to awaken your slumbering military spirit!

Looking at the black mecha, a mysterious light flashed in Colonel He’s eyes.

“Oh… is that so?”

The voice of Shura, mixed with Mu Fan’s, carried an indescribable sense of dead silence and coldness.

The voice was flat and deep.

It bore the usual iciness of Mu Fan and the ineffable aged hardship of Shura.

“Andumari…”

Mu Fan finally clearly articulated the name of the opposing Mechanical Master, his voice crystal clear to everyone aboard the Sky Mother Ship.

People were taken aback, what was he about to say?

“Today, with your blood… I shall consecrate my blade!”

As soon as the words “today” fell, the deep voice instantaneously soared with murderous intent.

Hm?

While the people were still stunned, still frightened by the sight of the yellow figure brandishing the Big King Snake Spear,

The black mecha, enveloped by the Thousand Trace Prison, suddenly made a move that caught everyone’s attention.

Because the right arm that suddenly stretched out snapped back to the side with a loud smack.

The Blood Prison Blade, still sheathed, was reattached to the side.

But the handle was tightly grasped by a black, mottled, and dilapidated hand.

In that instant, the red cape suddenly flared up, like the bright light in darkness, like the blood-colored lotus blooming in broad daylight!

Then…

A piercing alarm sounded simultaneously in the monitoring rooms of the Sky Mother Ship and the Federation Fleet.

The monitors stood dumbfounded as they watched the numbers climb on the screen, a wave of gulps followed by excited, stuttering voices:

“Red alert, alert, a super-strong energy source detected, strength surpassing one hundred thousand energy levels… and still climbing.”

What!

When the source of that energy became clear,

Federation officers and Mecha Association staff were collectively struck dumb.

Mu Fan, inside the cockpit, was entirely unaware of everything happening outside, even what he saw now seemed like a half-dream, half-awake state.

He only knew the call from deep within his heart; what he had to do next was to slowly draw that Blood Prison Blade once more.

Set the Three Realms aflame, today will be adorned with a sky full of Red Lotus!

Boom!

A blazing trail of blood-colored flames ignited from the blade, spreading to the entire body.

At this moment, Shura was like the Death God returned from the fiery hell, carrying despair-filled murderous intent.

Gurgle, gurgle!

In the metallic hoses behind him, it seemed like surging energy fluid was continuously injected into Mu Fan’s body.

Under the reverse energy transfer mode, Mu Fan’s repeated overloads were sustained by his formidable bodily strength, enduring blast after blast!

And this time, the intensity appeared much greater than any before.

Whereas his features, previously marred by dried blood, began to bleed anew as fine vessels burst; from the corners of his eyes, from his nostrils and ears, blood trickled down.

However, Mu Fan’s spirit was at its peak at this moment!

“Rise for me—now!”

With a crackle, like a peal of thunder in a clear sky, the electrical sparks between the handle and sheath finally burst forth.

The blood-colored blade, interwoven with red flame and lightning, gradually emerged from its sheath.

And in that moment, the energy levels that had dropped to 60% began to plummet once again.

And the speed of this decline was terrifying.

59%, 58%… 53%!

In the blink of an eye, it had dropped a full 5%!

What is this concept? One must understand that when Shura first appeared on Loga Star, its energy was merely at 5.6%, yet it went through two high-intensity battles on Loga and Purple Jade Star!

This time, facing the Profound Meaning attack of the Strangling Demon Snake, Shura unexpectedly unsheathed the “Three Realms Blood Prison Blade,” which had always been in its scabbard!

The rational part of Mu Fan’s emotions was almost completely extinguished the moment he began to pull out the blade.

There was only that battle intent, burning to the extreme, and that deadly silence of killing intent that remained.

Whoosh!

For a moment, the world went dark, then the next second it was as if the proud sun fell to earth, and the place became the center of everything.

The elongated blade finally fully emerged from its sheath, and then Shura’s only remaining right arm fiercely rose high.

Boom!

A dazzling, nearly two-hundred-meter-long blood-red blade beam magnificently burst forth in the sky.

The blade beam was not like the black blade beam of the previous Decree Gale Blade.

This time, the blade beam was neither restrained nor simple—it was almost uncontrollable, wild, wild, wild!

The vibrant crimson cape on his back suddenly expanded dozens of meters, turning into a gorgeous and splendid red cascade.

Shura’s Profound Meaning—

“…Ten Thousand Prisons.”

At this moment, it seemed as if people heard a sigh from a peerless warrior who had fought a hundred battles, which, upon hearing, brought forth a surging, boundless presence that hit them in the face.

Shura Mecha’s body gave an extremely subtle tremor.

A slight sway appeared, and only a minute distortion was seen around the black figure.

And then…

In the midst of countless people gawping in shock, gasping voices.

That black mecha was seen raising a terrifying blood-colored Red Flame Thunder Giant Blade in one hand!

It split into seven!

Seven identical mechas instantly appeared within that cage wrapped by the Demon Snake Thousand Traces Prison.

Shura’s head jerked upward.

Flames truly ignited in his eyes—this time, Mu Fan seemed to see through the void.

“I see through you.”

It was a transparent figure constantly moving behind each mirror image.

The figure had completely blended with the sky, with not even a ripple in the air visible.

However, after the Blood Prison Blade ignited the surrounding air, Shura finally outlined the swiftly moving transparent figure very clearly through the distorted waves of high temperature.

Boom!

From behind, four engine muzzles erupted with deep, blood-like exaggerated flame tails, and the entire mecha instantly turned into a phantom to launch its attack.

No…

It was seven mechas!

These seven mechas, in positions that no one’s brain or nerves had time to process, one after another, sliced through a certain spot diagonally above in the sky with their blades in different stances.

The first blow, a slash to the chest.

The second, a cut to the shoulder.

The third, a strike to the head.

The fourth, a slice to the waist.

The fifth, a cleaving of the legs.

The sixth, severing of limbs.

The seventh blow…

Bisecting with one stroke!

The sky was suddenly filled with mechas holding yellow spears, frozen in place.

Seven black figures crossed paths one after the other and merged into one, three kilometers away.

The violent blade beam vanished, and the Shura returned to being one single mecha, slowly sheathing the long blade.

When Shura unsheathes the blade, no blood… it doesn’t return to the scabbard.