This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 897 - 463: Who Started the King-making Trial?_2

Chapter 897: Chapter 463: Who Started the King-making Trial?_2

The Spirit Head’s face looked grim, but at least he had gained some information about the other party. He said in a deep voice, "So it turns out to be the Azure Dragon Divine Craftsman. It’s certainly lively here today."

"Would you believe me if I said I was just passing by?" The Mechanical Sovereign spoke with a processed voice, heavy and magnetic.

"Just passing by?" The Spirit Head stared at him with his single eye, "If you’re just passing by, then you can leave now."

Bang!

The castle’s gate was suddenly wide open.

The Spirit Head stood expressionless, quietly watching the person in front of him, but inwardly he was extremely wary. The opponent’s strength wasn’t overwhelming, but the Azure Dragon’s methods were indeed suspicious.

"If you had let me go earlier, that would have been better." Li Ming shook his head involuntarily, raised his hand, and Seth, who had been slammed against the wall, came flying back, eyes tightly shut, trembling.

Following that, some scattered metal wreckage landed in his hand. He seemed about to leave as the Mechanical Sovereign walked toward the door.

"Lord Azure Dragon," Florian said with a thoughtful look, feeling uneasy. The current situation was urgent; he alone could protect Clyde, but escaping was uncertain.

No matter the reason Azure Dragon came, he knew more about him than this group here.

Li Ming paused his steps, "Lord Florian, do you have more to say?"

The Spirit Head immediately responded in a deep voice, "Lord Azure Dragon, if you’re just passing by, you’d better not get involved in this matter."

"I have the information you want," Florian spoke up immediately, adding, "The information both Divine Craftsmen were tasked to gather."

Li Ming’s eyes lit up slightly, World’s Blood?

He was intrigued and at the same time felt quite speechless. Reynolds and Mikhail were really sloppy in their work, as if everyone knew he wanted information on the World’s Blood.

The Spirit Head’s face looked grim, and Li Ming turned and said, "My friend, I apologize, but I have some connection with Lord Florian, so..."

The Spirit Head gritted his teeth, half of his body still aching faintly. If it were only Florian alone who had entered his fortress, using some hidden means he had a few chances to defeat the opponent, or rather snatch the target from him.

But with Azure Dragon mixed in, it became troublesome as the difficulty increased exponentially.

Thinking of this made him increasingly angry. If it weren’t for the interference of the River of Eternal Silence, causing the Holy Crystal to only frame a general area, it wouldn’t have allowed Azure Dragon to intervene.

The Terrax Saint King Bloodline was crucial to the King’s Trial, but...

The Spirit Guard’s teeth were about to grind to dust, his gaze fell upon Clyde, so close in front of him... so close...

Hmm? The target is just a B-level life form?

The Spirit Head was suddenly taken aback, realizing that Florian had been blocking his view, causing him not to carefully perceive, and only now did he discover this.

But this level didn’t even reach the minimum standard for the King’s Trial.

He’s not the one causing the Eternal Throne Wave?

But if it’s not the Terrax Saint King’s Bloodline, who else could endure the trials of the King’s Trial, even at the same level—but the difficulty had already surpassed the skies.

This sudden revelation wrought many thoughts in the Spirit Head’s mind, disrupting his plans.

Seeing the Spirit Head silent, Florian was cautious, as the origin of the opponent was unknown along with their methods. Joining forces with Li Ming, they probably couldn’t kill him.

Upon realizing this, he proactively offered an olive branch, "Lord, let’s consider today a misunderstanding, shall we?"

The burly figure still exuded an indomitable force which the Spirit Head swept over them, expressionlessly saying, "You may leave now."

Flory couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, cautiously guarding Clyde, walking toward the castle gate.

Although he was an X-level life form, he appeared now like an ordinary being, walking step by step, yet on edge, until he and Azure Dragon stepped out of the castle gate together.

Bang!

The castle gate closed abruptly, then shrank in a flash to become almost unnoticeable, suddenly vanishing without a trace.

Surrounding winds surged in; the life forms placing stalls at the door, along with a few wandering tourists, were somewhat bewildered now, dumbfounded, unaware of what had happened,

A faint indistinct field enveloped Li Ming and his companions, making them disappear from this space.

Li Ming gave a slight shake, causing mechanical guards to drop off one by one, and they then entered his body.

Florian had already hunched over again, donned a black robe at some point, looking back at the empty space where the castle had disappeared, unable to help but sigh, "So many innocent life forms..."

Clyde’s expression also dimmed.

Li Ming’s gaze swept over the two in front of him, especially the young one, with Florian faintly standing in front, obviously very vigilant.

"Shall we find a place to chat?" Li Ming asked tentatively, seeing Florian nod.

Then, the Tank Guard suddenly vanished, leaving Li Ming feeling a bit dazed.

The main battle system hadn’t switched and was all fortified for defense, preventing any sudden attack from the Spirit Head.

Then he slapped awake the feigning unconscious Seth, "Shall we go?"

"Go... where?" Seth trembled, pretending ignorant, nodded dejectedly under Li Ming’s seemingly smiling gaze, "I understand."

Li Ming then turned to say, "Lord Florian, his house specialty dishes are quite good, let’s give them a try."

Florian’s eyes were pitch black, making it difficult for anyone to discern his thoughts.

He looked up and down at the person before him, feeling a vague oddness in his attitude, which had become a lot more polite.

"Lord Azure Dragon?" He testingly asked.

Li Ming hesitated slightly, shaking his head, "I’m Li Ming, my teacher has already left for now."

"You’re Li Ming?" Florian’s dark pupils seemed to burst with tangible light, blurting out, "Aren’t you an A-level life form?"

He asked a silly question, showing how stunned the strategist of the Sacred Revolutionary Army was indeed.

"The development progress is a bit fast," Li Ming said with a hint of humility.

Fast—just a little?

Florian’s heart was uneasy, instinctively gauging the other’s development potential, growing increasingly astonished.

Florian’s mind was flooded with thoughts, unable to help but feeling," After all, Lord Azure Dragon has confidence, yet you’re such a precious seed let out into the world, isn’t it risky?"

Florian pondered within secretly, with his current distance he could directly eliminate Li Ming before he could react.

No time even to don his mecha suit.

Of course, this idea only flashed briefly in his mind.

Meanwhile, Clyde grew more curious; compared to Azure Dragon’s formidable reputation, his student Li Ming was not without fame in the interstellar community.

Primarily due to his terrifying development potential, he ranked among the top in interstellar history.

He has a friend quite fond of Li Ming, recounting his feats like a litany.

Already an S-level life form, he mused with feeling, not surprised because such a level was too distant, hard to understand what it truly represented.

Seth looked anxious, dared not speak, led the way ahead, all the way to old Feit’s lousy shop, still with a long queue, opting not to enter through the main door.

Instead, he went around to the back, took out a key, and entered through a locked side door.

Inside, it was a storeroom, he peeked out cautiously, before he could speak, he heard a thundering shout, "You brat!"

Seth raised his head, but before he could speak, a massive foot landed squarely, kicking him back.

This kick was truly merciless; Seth landed flat out, bloodied nose, his mouth and eyes askew.

"Dad, dad!" He cried out, suddenly scrambling to his feet.

His dad surged out, burly and imposing, bare-armed, a ferocious face covered in bristling hair, skin a vivid blue, wielding a large metal cleaver, he thundered, "How many times have I warned you, don’t lead people through this route!"

He raised the cleaver, bringing it down cruelly toward Seth’s head, Seth’s brows furrowed.

Clang! The cleaver embedded in the ground.

Li Ming’s lip twitched slightly, clearly, the boss had shown no mercy; had Seth’s reaction been any slower, he might have been cleaved in two.