This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 388 - 208: Deceive, then Keep Deceiving

Chapter 388: Chapter 208: Deceive, then Keep Deceiving

They were very familiar with this sound, having encountered it many times before, even now, thinking about the other party in their hearts.

But even as the three had different thoughts, the same idea involuntarily emerged in their minds—this guy shouldn’t be here.

Sandro’s emotions were the least controlled, almost exclaiming the impossibility.

Even seeing the other party’s corpse wouldn’t be as shocking as this moment.

Theo realized that there was a big problem now.

Rob and others’ target was not the Mechanical Azure Dragon; that would have made sense for the opposition to stay here.

But with the Torch Organization involved, with eight B-Level Life Forms that would swear to take the opponent away at all costs.

For Ulrich, this was a long-planned attack; from the clues they had already gathered, it looked like there were multiple parties involved, even an A-Level Life Form.

After all, the Azure Dragon shouldn’t still be here.

All three A-Level Life Forms harbored immense doubts—exactly what had happened?

Through the cracked gap, they already saw scattered body parts and blood plasma all over the ground.

Ulrich raised his hand expressionlessly, his terrifying power forcibly tearing open the gap in the metal door completely, revealing more of the scene.

"Rob?" Sandro’s expression drastically changed; from a pile of corpses, he immediately spotted the burly Rob, sliced into two.

Eyes wide open in anger, as if he saw something unbelievable just before death.

"Froza, Sislang?" He then saw his two subordinates, and with the two B-Level Life Forms above, all his men were wiped out.

B-Level Life Forms, although not scarce in the Land of Stars, those willing to follow him were few, and even fewer were trustworthy; yet, these were nurtured over many years, the loss was devastating.

Sandro’s eyes reddened immediately, veins filled with blood, the air warping around his skin, emitting a burning temperature.

But Ulrich just sneered, sending someone to sneak attack his den and when something unexpected happened, he still got angry?

Ignoring Sandro, Ulrich scanned the surroundings swiftly—the Mother Ore was all gone, the Star Core Fragments disappeared, and not a single Dimension Crystal was left.

Many of the paintings hanging on the walls had turned into fragments, and the porcelain vases on exhibition stands were also shattered, not to mention wooden sculptures.

Countless other items were also missing.

Years of accumulation, almost lost in a single day; even though Ulrich had imagined this scenario before entering, upon seeing this scene, an unstoppable urge to destroy everything surged, his forehead veins bulging as he coldly surveyed everything around.

At last, his gaze landed on a few unknown individuals.

Not many full bodies were preserved; he lifted his finger, and not far away, the combat helmet on a corpse was torn apart, revealing a life form with green skin and pointed ears.

"Siling Clan?" Ulrich took out his smart terminal and performed a facial scan, soon obtaining information—

"Reya, nicknamed Prison Blood, Blood Ability User, slew a large number of Yitelan Imperial Guards during the Siling Clan’s great migration, later listed as wanted... Five years later, active as a Torch Apostle..."

"Torch Apostle!" Ulrich’s eyes flashed with sharpness.

"People from the Torch?" Sandro suddenly turned his head, cursing angrily: "A bunch of sneaky bastards, taking advantage of my setup to do their business!"

He was no longer hiding anything, feeling like everything was falling apart.

In contrast, Ulrich’s expression was restrained, concealing any rage: "Yeah, what a coincidence."

His peripheral vision subtly fell on Theo, knowing that he had left and confirmed he wouldn’t be back soon, apart from the instigator Sandro, only Theo could be involved.

And it was indeed Theo’s seemingly casual words that had led him to choose to go to Sandro’s territory.

"Helping the Torch, it turns out it’s here," Ulrich muttered to himself, his expression growing colder.

These two bastards, both plotting against him, Ulrich didn’t feel betrayed as their relationships were always like this.

But he hadn’t expected them to collaborate against him this time.

"All eight, all dead." Theo also felt astonishment inside; the eight people sent by the Torch all died here, too bizarre—who killed them?

"Sandro!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the shadows, a figure staggeringly emerged, the blood-covered Mechanical—Azure Dragon.

The three immediately focused.

He cursed as soon as he opened his mouth, "You beast, you’re truly despicable, Collector sir was your close friend, yet you deceitfully lured him away and then sent people to kill him!"

"Truly shameless!"

Sandro was stunned by the scolding, somewhat confused, it had been a long time since anyone had scolded him this way.

He looked at the still alive but weak Azure Dragon, feeling an extreme sense of ridiculous anger rising.

But before he had a chance to speak, he heard the other party turn their gun towards Theo, furiously accusing:

"And you, looking like a big brother but doing nothing humane, colluding with the Torch Organization, using Sandro’s setup to accomplish your own goals, hiding behind the scenes, extremely cunning and deceitful!"

Wait a second... The previously bursting Sandro hesitated, turning to look at Theo, his mind seemingly unable to keep up, after a moment of incredulity, he asked, "Theo, these people, did you send them?"

Theo remained silent, after all, his overall strength was the strongest among them, even if exposed, he didn’t care.

"You..." Sandro panted roughly, scoffing: "Well played, if you had succeeded, this blame would have fallen on my head."