Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy - Chapter 596

Chapter 596: Chapter 371: Appear, Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle! (3rd Update)

(Congratulations to the newly-promoted Alliance Hierarch “Carefree Sword Immortal123”! Dadadang owes even more chapters; he’s almost spitting blood trying to get up…)

With the declaration of war from the youth, the ground beneath the Extreme Special Soldier began to crack.

The entire Mecha Body slowly… began to float!

20 cm, 50 cm, 1 m, 2 m…

People’s jaws dropped to their maximum, but before they could get a clear look at the Extreme Special Soldier’s movements, their attention was captured by an even more exaggerated scene elsewhere.

The Light Spears shook unceasingly.

The spear shaft, originally a third submerged, gradually began to emerge.

However, no one was holding the shafts; the twenty Light Spears arranged in a formation began to shake violently simultaneously, and the deep craters they created started to fracture.

The scene of twenty Light Spears being pulled out was incredibly shocking!

The black Mecha, along with the circle of Light Spears energized with ion sparks around it, detached from the ground and floated.

“Countdown 17, 16…”

The Extreme Special Soldier now had both arms drooping at its sides, holding no weapons, still in that bald appearance.

However, no one dared to mock the ugliness of this Mecha any longer.

The right arm of the Extreme Special Soldier raised high, the palm gently opened, then lightly pressed forward.

Under the now stunned gaze of the audience, the twenty Light Spears tilted simultaneously.

The Light Spear array directly targeted the nineteen Hundred Martial Comet Mechas that had entered a defensive stance.

Seeing this, both the audience and several company Observers were petrified.

They just wanted to ask, are these Hundred Martial Light Spears still considered Mecha Association weapons…

“What the hell kind of Mecha is this, who rated it as A-class? Are they brain-damaged or did they lose their eyeballs? If this is A-class, I’ll run naked back home.”

One audience member saw the battle information on his Sky Communication device [A-class Mecha – Extreme Special Soldier], then raised his head to look at that terrifying mecha floating ten meters above the ground surrounded by purple flames.

“If this isn’t S-class, I’ll live-stream myself eating shit…”

Beneath the Extreme Special Soldier, the silver-white Mecha Body, covered in mud and rocks, tried to rise again.

Inside the cockpit, Mo Cheng’s face had turned purplish-red.

The mecha’s damage was minimal!

But this series of baffling incidents, being inexplicably slammed into the mud, hit his pride too severely.

A great disgrace!

He was the squadron leader of the Mecha Association’s Hundred Martial Comet Force!

His eyeballs filled with blood, Mo Cheng controlled the mecha to activate the comet injection mode.

The engine on the back of the Mecha opened again, and this time, all the protective plates around it were simultaneously lowered; in comet mode, the mecha would perform at 150% power output.

However…

A ring of white exhaust flames had just sprayed out.

The Extreme Special Soldier, hovering in mid-air, didn’t even glance this way, but its left hand gently lifted and then fiercely pressed down.

Boom!

Mo Cheng’s Mecha was once again inexplicably smashed into the mud by an invisible attack.

“Ah!!”

In Mo Cheng’s combat career, this was the most frustrating experience, and Lord Ran was even watching him from the high skies.

The nineteen Hundred Martial Comet Mechas did not make an attack; they had a unique combat data link system, within which their team leader’s mecha was always unscratched.

Therefore, they naturally knew that the opponent was not using lethal force.

Therefore, they absolutely could not strike lethally first, especially on Federation territory.

What to do?

This question echoed simultaneously in over a dozen mechas.

Mo Cheng had been shouting madly, so they had collectively muted him; now they needed to decide how to handle the situation.

Hundred Martial Light Spears aimed at Hundred Martial Comet Mechas, if this got out, it would be quite a spectacle…

On the Sky Mother Ship, the silver-haired Naden coldly watched the Ran Family, but the latter completely ignored Naden’s gaze, still resting his chin on his hands.

The deputy team leader’s report came through the battle headset; they were anxiously requesting instructions.

If the situation progressed further, it would become a major incident.

The decision making power was once again in the hands of the Ran Family.

“Overload countdown 10, 9, 8…”

Black’s voice was unwavering, and so was Mu Fan’s expression as his gaze swept across the mecha’s light shields.

His limit was another five seconds, Extreme Special Soldier R could only belong to Loki Heavy Industry!

Finally, the lips of Lord Ran slightly parted, “Light Shield Impact.”

Not using sharp weapons, but leveraging the number and mass of the mecha bodies to form a suppression of power.

Ultimately, Lord Ran was unwilling to let go of this tantalizing prey so close at hand.

“Light Shield Impact!”

The deputy commander heard Lord Ran’s order, which also circulated concurrently in the data link.

The remaining nineteen Hundred Martial Comet Mechas expanded their shields into half-body shields, their wings simultaneously raised, as the trailing flames of the engines started changing in color.

From pale white to pale blue.

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed across Mu Fan’s eyes.

The right arm of the Extreme Special Soldier slowly retracted, twenty light spears slightly floated backward, then began to tremble faintly.

“Overload countdown 6, 5…”

Mu Fan’s gaze was steely.

However, at that moment, a gigantic mecha, clad completely in gleaming silver and gem-like colors, appeared beneath the Sky Mother Ship.

Its massive wings spread out, shimmering with a translucent luster distinct from ordinary metals under the sunlight.

On its forehead, three silver spikes symmetrically pointed upwards.

This entire mecha stood close to thirty meters tall!

At first glance, it looked like a Hundred Martial Comet Mecha magnified three or four times.

The wings fluttered slightly, and the next second, the mecha blinked into space right above, the golden brilliance from its head illuminating downward.

At the sight of this enlarged mecha, those nineteen Hundred Martial Comet Mechas simultaneously retracted their shields and floated up, withdrawing from combat mode.

Furthermore, the heads of the nineteen mechas bowed down, seemingly showing respect to this magnificent and enormous mecha.

“I am the chief judge of this tournament, Gregory.” His booming voice resonated throughout the venue and was also transmitted to every spectator via the internet.

The stationary mecha turned its gaze downwards towards the black mecha with its arm raised, observing those twenty vibrating light spears that seemed ready to shoot.

The wings of this mecha then subtly fluttered, and suddenly, a cascade of silver shadows rose from behind it.

On closer inspection, every shadow proved to be a mechanical silver eagle, each over a meter long!

The gem-bright right arm of the gigantic mecha gently lifted, pointing at Mu Fan.

The cluster of silver shadows abruptly blinked forward.

In the cockpit, Mu Fan’s eyes hardened and the hand of the Extreme Special Soldier finally swung down forcefully.

Twenty beams of light shot out!

The array of light spears collided fiercely with a wave of silver eagles.

Without a sound, the light spears unexpectedly stalled midway, then scattered in all directions.

The spectator stands erupted collectively in surprise, especially upon seeing each silver eagle firmly clutching a light spear in its claws.

In less than a second, twenty silver eagles floated behind the gigantic mecha, with twenty light spears arranged vertically in the air.

This resplendent and shocking display had everyone shouting excitedly:

“The chief judge has made a move himself.”

“That mecha is… the Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle!”

“An S-level pinnacle mecha!”

“The Skyhawk Martial God of the Interstellar Mecha Association–Gregory!”

…

“Lord Gregory!?”

The mecha that had just risen from the dirt exclaimed in shock as Mo Cheng saw the mecha on the screen.

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