This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 915 - 472: The Arsenal of Weapons So Hard It’s Outrageous_2

Chapter 915: Chapter 472: The Arsenal of Weapons So Hard It’s Outrageous_2

"What exactly is he thinking?" Heckler couldn’t fathom Li Ming’s reasons for such actions, no matter what position he considered.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind? Perhaps he said he didn’t go, but actually did." Various speculations emerged in his mind.

"Should we still send someone to the Mechanical Court..." Yon hesitated and asked.

"Yes, we should still send people." Heckler decisively said, "No matter the reason, Azure Dragon has a compelling reason to do this, and that reason cannot be to protect the Mechanical Court."

"Perhaps this is still an opportunity." Heckler said in a deep voice, "I will send Ivan there..."

"Scarlet Wolf, my lord?" Yon was surprised; this individual is an X Level Life Form.

"Better safe than sorry." Heckler shook his head, Yon nodded, and then reported, "There’s one more thing. I’ve been in contact with the guy who sold Ryan’s information..."

As he spoke, his expression became subtly strange, "He actually wants me to contact him via the Black Hole Network, and the price is very high."

"What price?" Heckler couldn’t help but look.

"He wants us to eliminate ten planet governors." Yon had already anticipated this and added, "I’ve investigated, these ten planet governors are all Ruest’s people, and they’re opposed by many."

"We can only roughly estimate that the person in question might be a prince."

"Haha..." Heckler laughed, as if reminiscing about something, "What kind of leverage does he have to demand such a high price?"

Yon was a bit baffled, "I don’t know, I can’t figure out if his tactics are deliberately clumsy or just inherently clumsy. He kept implying to me that the information he holds is very important, worth such a high price."

"Let’s leave him hanging for a while..." Heckler didn’t care. The matter was almost settled, and he didn’t care where Ryan was being held or what experiments were being conducted on him.

"Understood." Yon nodded and quickly left.

...

"Mikhail, what’s the situation with the place we’re going next? You should give us a heads up."

On the way, as they passed vast ruins below, Costate asked, and Diwusi agreed.

This time, Mikhail did not deliberately hide anything and said, "According to our deductions with the Forging Hammer, that place should be something like a weapon warehouse."

"Weapon warehouse?"

Hearing this, everyone’s spirits lifted, "Tell us more."

"There’s not much to explain, you’ll understand once you get there." Mikhail shook his head.

"Why can’t you get in? Is some kind of test required?" Diwusi asked, and the others couldn’t help but tense up.

"How could it be? A weapon warehouse at most needs authorization verification; there’s nothing to test." Mikhail was at a loss, "We can’t get in because the energy of that weapon warehouse is depleted and it is locked; it can’t be accessed by any means."

"Oh?" Lancaster looked over, but before he could speak, Mikhail interrupted, displeased, "It’s just a matter of a few minutes, hard to explain in detail. Once you reach the place, you’ll understand."

Hearing this, everyone’s brows furrowed slightly, but they said nothing.

Weapon warehouse?

Li Ming’s heart stirred, feeling a bit regretful; it seems... this might not be his specialty.

If there are many items inside, he might have a share, but if there are too few, it doesn’t sound promising.

Suddenly, while everyone’s thoughts differed, the surging black mist around was abruptly cut open, as a beam of light streaked across the sky.

"Where did the attack come from?"

Lancaster was the first to react; with a stretch of his hand, energy particles gathered in his palm.

Cedric had already rushed into the black mist; Costate was just a step slower in speaking. He instinctively looked at Mikhail, seeing the other’s indifferent expression, he let out a sigh of relief, thinking there shouldn’t be any major danger.

Soon, amidst the churning mist, Cedric returned holding a large mechanical bird, its wingspan over a hundred meters, and its mechanical pupils gleaming blood-red, flickering incessantly.

Mikhail then spoke, "This is a damaged machine body, the greatest danger within the entire ruin. It views any outsider as an enemy to be indiscriminately annihilated."

"This Holy Spirit Civilization Ruin really is a good place." Cedric casually crushed the mechanical head in his hand.

Mikhail’s tone was indifferent, "Now only such ordinary mechanical bodies remain to be cleaned up. In the beginning, there were broken X Level Mechanical Bodies."

Everyone’s expressions paused slightly, thinking of many things. For these Divine Craftsmen, their forte was repairing.

Damaged X Level Mechanical Bodies, they knew not how many they had dealt with, though the bulk likely went to the Forging Hammer.

"Reynolds, what are you doing?" Li Ming finally couldn’t hold back.

From the beginning, this guy had him enveloped in an Electromagnetic Field, not very strong, but quite inexplicable.

"I wanted to see if you’re a Mechanical Transformation..." Reynolds awkwardly retracted the field, grumbling internally.

It’s really not a Mechanical Transformation?

Then just how high is this guy’s development potential?

After flying for a while longer, they seemed to be nearing the core area, with more and more towering building remnants and even a half-go giant mechanical body.

But on the surface, it looked very mottled and likely held little value, which was why it hadn’t been salvaged by Mikhail and the others.

Meanwhile, the attacks vaguely coming from the mist also became more frequent, but posed little threat to them.

Reynolds had been holding back all the way and finally couldn’t resist asking in a low voice, "Li Ming, just how high is your development potential?"

The others appeared indifferent but had their ears perked up.

After the assessment ended, nobody mentioned that Li Ming was already an S Level Life Form.

Not because it wasn’t important but because it was too important, and they knew they wouldn’t get an answer if they asked.

Yet before Li Ming could speak, Mikhail said, "We’re here."

Everyone’s attention was drawn, and Reynolds also seemed to forget his question, being the first to land on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Everyone descended one after another, entering what seemed like a military forbidden zone, with apparent metal scraps of weaponry of all kinds around them.

On the ground lay a huge pit, and below were fragments of tunnels and circuits, appearing to be some sort of underground fortress, badly damaged.

"They’re actually using substantial circuits; I wonder what kind of energy they were transmitting." Li Ming sighed inwardly, looking around but seeing nothing of value, as most of the metal materials were ordinary.

It was estimated that anything of value had been picked clean by the Forging Hammer and the two guys in front of him.

In the center of the pit, there was a small silver metal block, suspended mid-air, slowly rotating.

The surroundings were excessively flat, signifying significant damage had been inflicted.

"Is this their weapon warehouse?" Everyone gathered near, surprised by the small metal block only about a cubic meter in size.

"What did you think? That they’d really build a big warehouse?" Reynolds sneered:

"The space technology of the Holy Spirit Civilization has reached a high-dimensional transmission level. Within a certain range, all those with authorized permissions can directly apply for transfers, and weapons will appear in their hands, ignoring distances."

Li Ming raised an eyebrow; so impressive?

The people before him were mostly not technicians and were visibly perplexed.

Gonzalez frowned and said, "So, without permission, it can’t be opened, huh? Can’t you Divine Craftsmen crack it?"

"Crack it? It’s completely locked down." Reynolds was speechless, and Mikhail calmly explained, "Its supporting energy has, over the long years, depleted to the point it can only maintain its own operation, entering a closed state."

"To open it, one would have to create instability within its internal space, but therein lies the issue. This thing is outrageously hard, with almost no inter-molecular gaps, and it isolates all interference, making its internal space impervious to disruption."

Mikhail, speaking up to this point, seemed somewhat helpless, "From the Forging Hammer onwards, we’ve tried every method we could think of, but unfortunately, none have worked."

Outrageously hard?

Li Ming, who had been randomly glancing about, suddenly focused his attention.