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Oreius, Canaan, profiteer, mechanic.

After four vests, Mason's acting skills improved by leaps and bounds. In his eyes, the opponent's poor performance was really not up to the standard. After all, others acted for fun, but he acted for his life. In his previous life, he would have become a famous actor.

A27 is a corrupted Eagle spy, and A11 is a traitor who defected to Heath. The two of them collaborated to perform this scene in order to kill the Mechanic, and they even prepared a solvent specifically for cleaning up the androids.

"Even if you knew, so what." A11 quickly calmed down. "From the moment you brought A27 to the Central Tower, the Mechanical City was doomed to fail. You had no idea what you were going to face. It was a true miracle, and anyone would tremble in fear of its power. The Mechanical City is doomed!"

"Hasn't the key to rescue been sent to us by you?"

The flax-haired boy narrowed his eyes.

"I have a piece of advice for you. The same strategy didn't work for me the second time. The reason you tried so hard to get rid of the mechanic is probably because she can handle the next thing."

"Go ahead, A27!"

A11 roared in a low voice, trying to interrupt the other party. The old researcher who had fallen to the ground rushed up again, the knife in his hand flashing coldly. Mason kicked the other party away without looking back, and easily snatched the knife.

"I hate to say this, but you guys are annoying."

The boy was playing with the knife, a cold light flashed in the darkness, and A27 fell straight to the ground, his face almost twisted into a ball.

The sharp knife pierced his head. He had never expected the opponent to move so quickly. A11 stared at Mason coldly and said through gritted teeth: "You will regret this."

"That's what I'm going to say. No matter if it happens once, twice, or countless times, your fate is already determined, and that is failure."

The death of the profiteer was Mason's first and last trap. He would never let his vest disappear because of such a ridiculous trap again!

"Hehehe...do you think this is the end?"

A11 suddenly laughed, and there was something indescribably weird in his smile.

"It's not over yet, please be sure to watch the next drama. I'll be waiting for you."

As A11 said this, his head exploded like a watermelon, and red and white liquids splashed all over the ground. The damaged mechanical device fell into the wreckage and stopped working completely.

Mason squatted down and turned over the sticky tissues. His lungs were filled with the smell of blood. Something in the broken brain was crawling slowly. After being picked out by the boy, it struggled for a while and then became stiff.

It was a bug.

A recently deceased dancing bug.

"It seems like I can meet an old friend this time."

Mason murmured as he crushed the bug, used the mechanic to dig a tunnel and left, without any attachment to the remains of A11.

This is not A11.

He is just a scapegoat controlled by dancing bugs.

Somewhere in the inner city.

The iron cover on the ground was opened from the inside, and the researcher stumbled out. His face turned cold as he looked at himself covered in dirt.

Forget it, now is not the time to get tangled up in this matter. The stand can only hold him back for a limited time, and he has to complete his mission before then.

The researcher evaded surveillance and climbed into A27's home. The hidden chess pieces he had left earlier had worked, and the robots that stayed here ignored him. A11 opened the door behind the mural, walked through the corridor skillfully, and came to another connected house.

He opened the bedroom door and twisted the bedposts in a rhythmic pattern. As the last bedpost turned, a door leading to the underground room opened silently in the middle of the corridor.

If the people who live here see this, they will be shocked. The bed they have been staying in for several days is actually a secret passage! A11 walked into the secret passage and found his target smoothly with the help of the hanging lamps on the wall.

Hundreds of metal cabinets are neatly arranged, all in operation, and about two-thirds of the cabinets are empty. All circuits are connected to a large number of instruments, and all switches are integrated into a green button.

Just press this button and the plan will take the final step.

A11 placed his finger on the button. His mind flashed with the faces of his parents and the girl who handed him a love letter. Outside the city, immortal clouds surged, and the towering central tower seemed like a mentor, silently watching everyone in this city in the clouds.

When he was still in the outer city, his teacher said approvingly: "My child, you will become an excellent researcher in the future and make contributions to the Mechanical City. But you must remember that talent is for gaining, not for harming. Never forget your original path."

He is indeed a very good teacher, and the Mechanical City is indeed a good place. This is my hometown and a paradise.

But what do these things have to do with him?

A11's eyes flashed with madness, and he pressed the button without hesitation.

As the green button turned red, some people in the Mechanical City suddenly stopped where they were.

They were the most ordinary people in the city, and many of them had lived here for at least three or four years. At this moment, no matter where they were or what they were doing, they all stopped what they were doing and stared straight ahead with strange and stiff expressions.

At the port of the Mechanical City, a worker suddenly fell silent. His friend beside him patted him on the shoulder in surprise: "Hey, weren't you going to have a drink? Why did you stop?"

The other person turned his head with a snapping sound, and the force was so strong that I worried that my neck would be broken. He stared at his friend with lifeless eyes, and the latter couldn't help but take a step back and asked tentatively: "Uh, are you not feeling well? If so, it's okay to drink next time."

The other person's eyes were like a pair of bottomless abysses, without a trace of light. My friend felt creepy unconsciously, the person's behavior was too abnormal, so he had only one thought in mind: running away.

He forced a laugh, "Hahaha... don't scare me, man, this joke is not funny. If you play any more pranks on me, I'll get mad!"

“Hiss…hiss…”

Was it an illusion? He seemed to hear a faint electric current sound coming from his good brother's body. Damn it, how could a human being have such a sound?

Before his friend could figure it out, the other person suddenly opened his mouth. Something crawled up from his throat. The human watched in shock as his esophagus bulged. He subconsciously took a step back and saw a lead-gray spherical device in the mouth of the person in front of him. Sensing the human's breath, the sphere turned outward, revealing a vertical slit in the middle that looked like an eye pupil.

A large amount of pollution was released from the gaps. The worker's body was shaking, and the sound of the electric current was completely out of control. His hands hidden in his sleeves turned into blades, and the sound was hoarse and unpleasant.

"Warning, warning, dangerous creatures detected nearby, start clearing them out, countdown three, two, one—"

"Clearance mode activated."

The sharp swords were covered in blood, emitting a strong ominous aura. The worker's skin faded away, revealing the hard metal underneath.

This is actually a man-made being lurking in the mechanical city!

The mechanical structure combined with flesh and blood to create a ferocious creature of death. My friend stared blankly at the transformed form of the other person, his trembling legs unable to move at all, and he could only watch the cold light approaching.

At the critical moment, the falling double swords were blocked in the air, and the collision of metal and iron made a crisp sound. The black cashmere coat fluttered down, revealing a pale and tired face.

The pocket watch that blocked the double swords circled in the air and returned to the woman's hand. The pocket watch quickly transformed into a gun, and the bullet hit the android, instantly transforming the machinery it touched.

"Bondage."

The android's eyes sparkled. The mechanical parts that were not contaminated by flesh and blood turned into chains, binding him in place. Only then did my friend come to his senses, his heartbeat almost bursting out of his chest. He sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

"You're not hurt?"

The linen-haired boy held out his hand to him with a faint smile on his face. He exuded a reassuring smell, and his friend grabbed the boy's hand as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw, stumbling and talking incoherently.

"He he he he he he!"

"Don't worry, someone will take care of this. Get others to a safe place first, and don't go out for the rest of the time."

"Okay, okay."

The friend calmed himself down and, under the boy's guidance, went to a safe area with other residents.

Mason walked up to the controlled android, reached his hand into its mouth, and forcibly pulled out the spherical device.

"It looks like the Black Mist followers are here too."

Mason threw the device into the corner of the mirror and walked towards the central tower without looking back.

This is not the main battlefield, there are other things in charge. Teams of mechanical guards flew past the boy, and the crazy android was captured immediately. In order to reduce the impact of pollution, all mechanical guards were equipped with long-range weapons. The high-pitched alarm sounded throughout the mechanical city, accurately blocking each area.

Alarms at all levels were gathered at the top of the central tower, and the institute meeting was convened again.

S-level researchers do not stay in the Mechanical City all the time. During this period, only Hardy and Upton were in the Mechanical City, and the others participated in the meeting remotely via projection.

As the two of them sat down, figures appeared one after another. The six researchers quickly started the discussion without wasting any time.

"The locations of all androids have been determined. Security robots are being dispatched to contain them."

"The corresponding area has been isolated and a large amount of contamination has been detected. Should it be destroyed on the spot?"

This question brought the researchers to a standstill. After a few whispered comments, they gave a general answer: "These are very rare specimens. Keep two for research and destroy the others."

"I understand. The appearance of these androids is too strange. They are probably the trouble left by Hazel."

"What is his purpose in doing this?"

"Whatever his purpose, our existing defense system should be upgraded. We must increase defense measures against androids and thoroughly check all androids in the city."

"agree."

"agree."

"......"

After a brief vote, the researchers came to a conclusion with great efficiency. Hardy added: "There are currently only two permanent researchers in the Mechanical City. For safety reasons, at least half of the S-level researchers must be on duty in the city during wartime. Please ask the researchers closest to the Mechanical City to return to the city as soon as possible to prevent any accidents."

"I see."

A burly researcher answered in a deep voice. He looked more like a warrior than a scholar. This was the Eagle Faction representative Q.

"I'm taking samples nearby. Give me a few hours to be back."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Everything was normal, just like every other meeting. The researchers were not worried about this little incident. There was no enemy that this city could not defeat, at least for now.

......

While the meeting is in progress.

A gray door slowly opened in front of the central tower, and Hai Shiz, dressed in researcher's clothes, walked out. All the machines ignored him, as if he didn't exist at all.

"I'm back, Mechanical City, long time no see."

Heath opened his arms as if to embrace the sky above his head.

"Well done, A11. Maybe I should call you Evan?"

"Please call me A11. I'm used to it."

Another person stepped out from the shadows and answered with a smile. It was A11.

Hazel smiled and said, "You made a wise choice. Are you ready?"

"Of course."

For those who have lost their emotions, the only thing that can maintain their bottom line is self-requirements. Family and responsibility are useless waste to them.

Taking care of Bot is to maintain his image. If it weren't for building a good image, A11 would not bother with that kind of idiot.

He has only one goal, which is to get his feelings back through reconstructive surgery! Nothing else matters.

Hazel admired this kind of person. He smiled softly and turned to look inside the door: "It's up to you from now on, Aibo."

The emerald-eyed young man walked out of the door, with endless darkness behind him. He looked up at the towering central tower above his head and activated his bloodline ability.

The Mechanical Castle is very powerful. If faced head-on, it would be an extremely difficult castle to conquer.

But no matter how strong a castle is, it has a fragile interior, and A27 had already planted the seeds inside.

The researchers were discussing endlessly, and no one noticed that something moved in the corner. Two small insects flew up and quietly drilled into the researchers' ears.

The researchers were unaware of this and finished their discussion calmly, announcing the end of the meeting.

The projections went out one by one, and the two neutral researchers stood there with a trace of struggle on their faces. Aibo increased the control strength. This was the dancing bug that learned from Hai Shiz's suggestions and made modifications to the weaknesses of the mechanical city and the researchers.

Finally, the two researchers calmed down. Ai Bo said calmly: "There are only two people in there. The rest are not here. Let's go in."

The entrance was opened, and with the permission of the two researchers, it became easy to enter the central tower. The three of them came to the meeting room on the upper floor of the central tower. Looking at the familiar scene and former colleagues, Hai Shiz was full of enthusiasm.

"Long time no see, everyone."

"I have plenty of time to connect with them emotionally. Once we start the invasion, I will lose control of them. We can talk about anything then."

"Can't you just let us chat a little longer? You are such an unromantic guy."

Hazel touched his nose awkwardly and instructed the two researchers to raise their hands and touch the wall behind the table.

The wall filled with formulas opened to both sides, revealing screens of various sizes. These screens were performing a large amount of calculations, enough to give a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of the Mechanical City. Hai Shiz skillfully operated the layout, and the pages kept jumping. Two S-level researchers came forward and successfully unlocked Hai Shiz's permissions after a series of authentications.

The latter smiled with satisfaction: "There is only one permission left, it's up to you then."

It takes the authority of four S-level researchers to activate the core, and Ai Bo was prepared for this. He checked the time and opened a gray door in the air.

"That should be about right."

Move to the end of the meeting.

The middle-aged man turned off the communication device, and the projection covering the surroundings disappeared, revealing the surrounding scenery.

This is a mountain shrouded in black mist. The sky is gloomy and there is no sunlight. Even though there are not many animals living here, you can tell that it is absolutely silent here. It seems that even the sound of the wind blowing through the grass has been buried. All life in this mountain seems to have disappeared. Only the green light of the machines in operation embellishes the lifeless mountain.

The other person raised his head, revealing an expressionless face.

"Dylan?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm glad you found the right person."

The researcher showed no fear in the face of this murderous question.

He was not worried about being sniped. This Eagle Faction researcher was originally a weapons researcher. Densely packed small machines were suspended all around. They looked unremarkable, but in fact, each one was a weapon with excellent lethality. Countless cannon barrels were pointed at the attacker. The attacker looked calm, took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, and threw them in front of the opponent.

"I challenge you to a duel."

In an instant, the space they were in seemed to be cut apart by something, and the surrounding scene turned into a majestic arena. The circular viewing platform was large enough to accommodate thousands of people, and phantom figures appeared on the seats, shouting wildly.

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Go ahead, kill him!"

The audience's eyes were red, and they were clamoring and eager, looking forward to seeing a bloody fight.

Out of control pollutants, [equal duel].

It looks like a pair of white gloves, and once thrown, it can forcefully drag both parties into an ancient arena. The fight will not end until one of them loses the ability to resist.

Dylan's expression became serious, and the mechanical devices around him disappeared, losing contact with him. The researcher's face darkened, realizing that the other party was well prepared this time.

......

Amon came out and threw the unconscious researcher to the ground. His body was covered in blood and wounds, and his entire left arm was empty. Even if a trap was set up, an S-level researcher was not someone who could be easily dealt with. Aibo wiped the blood off his face affectionately and said softly, "Well done, Amon."

Hai Shiz urged impatiently: "Brotherhood will have to wait until later. Hurry up and act."

"Are you jealous that I have a brother?"

Abbott smiled and said the most disgusting words, and Hazel glared at him fiercely: "God, if you have any common sense, you should know that I am not interested in your damn boring brotherhood. Now, immediately, start doing your job."

"hehe."

The green-eyed youth was proud of it instead of ashamed. A dancing bug crawled into the researcher's ear, and he groaned in his coma. After a moment, Dylan opened his eyes and stupidly opened the permission.

"What happened?"

"Look at the central tower! It's flying!"

Amid the roar, the towering central tower flew into the sky.

Few people know that the core of the Mechanical City is in the most conspicuous place in the city, and everyone can see it. But only S-level researchers know its true appearance.

The reason why the Central Tower can collect information from the entire Mechanical City and turn it into puzzles is because it has the highest authority in the Mechanical City. The core monitors everything that happens in the Mechanical City at all times. The two-hundred-story metal tower is twisted and deformed.

The metal walls stretched out layer by layer, forming bronze wings. The six pairs of wings were made of prismatic metal plates. They looked like a crown on the head of a god, adding infinite majesty and holiness to it.

The center is occupied by a huge triangular metal block. Its shape is like the pyramids of ancient Egypt, and its surface is made up of tens of millions of metal plates. It rotates every moment, and a light blue current flows on its surface.

It is hard to imagine that such a huge thing was made by human power. Countless geniuses invested their life's wisdom into it, and finally created an immortal city at the pinnacle of human technology.

The entire mechanical city stopped in place, and after a few seconds, the huge sound spread to every corner of the city.

"Warning, warning. The core is under attack. The self-defense system has been activated. All researchers, please enter the escape facility and do not move around."

"Warning, warning. The core is under attack. The self-defense system has been activated. All researchers, please enter the escape facility and do not move around."

Along with the warning sound, the entire city's landscape underwent a radical change. The original houses were led underground, and replaced by passages leading to the escape entrance. The core read the highest authority of the mechanical city and guided the residents in the mechanical city to escape. This was the first criterion engraved in its chip by the maker.

Even though human technology has been lost and times have changed, the Mechanical City still retains its original core program. Once activated, even S-level researchers cannot change its instructions.

All machines started to operate, sending the residents to a safe location. The transport platforms surrounding the main city were suspended in mid-air, with dense gun muzzles extending from them. The wall of the meeting room where Hai Shiz and others were located rose, exposing them to the lock of the mechanical guards.

"Intruder detected, capture initiated."

The mechanical guards took off and attacked the three people. Amon silently went forward to block the mechanical guards from approaching. Hazel stood in front of the operating table and quickly typed something, his fingers almost leaving an afterimage.

Seeing that Amon's injuries were getting more and more, Ai Bo frowned and asked, "Can you make it?"

"Don't worry, this stuff is more complicated than I thought. I'll take care of the protection systems, and I'll leave the rest to you."

"You're even more useless than I thought."

Aibo glanced at him and then unfolded his thought web. The invisible thoughts unfolded, and each node lit up slightly, revealing tiny dancing insects. The thoughts of countless parasites connected to each other, and finally extended to the center of the thought web, directly connecting to a brain composed of insect swarms.

Brainworms are also called human machines. Their thinking speed is comparable to that of machines. Normal people would not compare their brains with machines, but Aibo is obviously not a normal person.

A stream of blood started flowing from his nose, and then his ears, mouth and eyes also began to bleed.

"Connected...once...quick!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm working on it."

Sweat dripped from Heitz's forehead. The speed of the tapping became faster and faster. In the daze, the controlled researchers woke up and were shocked to find that the situation had changed drastically.

They immediately realized what was going on. At least when they saw Heath's face and core, the researchers immediately understood what he was planning.

Upton's expression became even uglier. "Haitz, you dare to show up in the Mechanical City?"

"This is my home. Why can't I come back?"

He turned to look at the researchers and smiled brilliantly. Like A11, he was a researcher from the Mechanical City.

Looking at the approaching mechanical guard, Hardy said coldly: "Even if you activate the core, it is a completely independent entity. Even if seven researchers gather their authority, they cannot control the core. It will get rid of you."

"You have been making things too complicated. If you accept your Majesty's power, everything can be easily solved. There is no need to go through so much trouble."

"Using that kind of power will only completely destroy the Mechanical City. If the hub is damaged, all our efforts will be in vain."

Abbott said calmly, "This thing is indeed a big trouble, but we never intended to control it from the beginning. Hazel, let these guys see your new research."

"I can't wait."

Heath threw a piece of metal. It automatically floated in the air, connecting with something far away.

In Partington, the portal hidden in the bedroom door suddenly shook. It felt as if someone had done something behind its back. It felt like going back to check if it had locked the door after leaving. The inexplicable anxiety made it restless, but no matter how hard it thought, it couldn't figure out why it felt this way.

If someone passed by Orelius's room and opened the door, they would find endless shadows behind the door.

It was like a pot of boiling hot soup, constantly oozing out black liquid. The portal was completely unaware of this. The liquid avoided the portal and flowed out through a small hole.

The color of the metal block turned black, and the brilliant music resounded through the sky, like a hymn from the holy kingdom. The void was torn apart by a powerful force, as if something was colliding with this space. Hazel put his forehead on his palm, closed his eyes and murmured.

"We ask for your grace, please look here, come, come. This city will become your new child..."

As a large amount of polluted aura poured in, the core's state underwent a spiritual change. Strange patterns appeared on the brass pipes and continued to extend in all directions. These patterns formed blasphemous patterns that made people dizzy. It seemed that they contained infinite truth.

"Alarm, alarm, foreign intrusion detected, program tampering in progress... beep beep...activate level 1 alarm..."

The warning echoed throughout the mechanical city, and hundreds of ejection ports opened underneath the mechanical city, ejecting the shelter safely.

"What did you do?"

The three researchers were horrified. This was a high-level alarm that would only be triggered when it was determined that staying in the Mechanical City was more dangerous. The shelter was essentially a launchable safe airship that could take the citizens of the Mechanical City to escape when necessary.

"I just want you to see the truth clearly."

Heitz spread his hands. The core struggled weakly. But this struggle was useless in the face of pollution. A faint whisper filled the air, full of temptation and malice.

Bow down, this is where the gods will be born.

Worship, this is where the gods die.

The knowledge contained in the mechanical city turned into endless information and was forcefully instilled into everyone's brain. The huge amount of information impacted everyone's brain, and those with weak willpower had already fainted.

The magnificent music resounded through the sky, like a hymn from the holy land. The void was torn apart by a powerful force, as if something was crashing into the space.

"Haitz, are you crazy!?"

Hardy took a deep breath and finally realized what these guys were going to do. They were going to turn the entire Mechanical City into pollutants! He knew the capabilities of the Mechanical City very well. If they succeeded, the consequences would be disastrous.

He said earnestly: "Once the mechanical city is mutated, it will become the most terrifying pollutant known to mankind. You are an S-level researcher, so you must know the meaning behind this. Heise, it's not too late to turn back now."

"Turn around? Why should I turn around?"

Hai Shiz showed a crazy smile, and there was a fire burning in his eyes that could melt everything.

"I want to pursue the truth. I want to know the truth of this world, and the insignificance of human life compared to it. If I could just witness it once, even just once! I want to create an unparalleled masterpiece with my own hands!"

Hardy looked at him deeply: "...You are wrong, you will definitely regret it."

"I'm sorry for the trouble. I won't regret it."

Heath shrugged and returned to normal.

"Aibo, tell him to shut up, and let's do something interesting next."

The emerald-eyed young man tightened his control over the three people. The researchers groaned in pain and their expressions became dazed again.

The metal object flew upward and merged into the core. Compared with the core, this small object seemed extremely small. Hazel stared at it closely, like a madman who was betting everything. He

"Zizi...zizi...unknown information detected...starting to load..."

The alarm sounded intermittently, indicating that something ominous was happening. The misty hymns lingered faintly, and the scene was so strange and sacred.

Fresh flesh clung to the metal pipes, wriggling slightly as if breathing. The core stood in the air, entwined with the gauze woven by the flesh cloud.

The lifting platform turned into an angel with a gun, and the angel stood guard beside it faithfully. Six pairs of bronze metal wings floated behind the triangle, forming a strange shape that symbolized infinity.

Mason had never seen such a situation before. He tried to use the Mechanic to control the current Mechanical City, but was directly rejected. The Mechanical City that had grown flesh and blood was no longer a simple mechanical creation, and had a certain resistance to the Mechanic's ability.

Fortunately, he had someone who knew the Mechanical City best. He immediately found Ham and told him in detail about the changes in the Mechanical City.

After listening to Mason's description, Ham's face changed suddenly and his voice was sonorous: "We must not let them succeed! If the machine becomes mutated, it will bring unimaginable trouble!

"That's the problem. The Mechanic can control all the mechanical devices, but the Mechanic City is becoming flesh. Those parts are in a semi-alive state, and I can't remove them all. Do you have any solution?"

"The flesh-and-blood state..."

Ham took two steps back and forth, mumbling a variety of complicated words. After a moment, he raised his head.

"I have a solution. The cause of the mechanical disaster is that the artificial humans have a similar way of thinking as humans, and they mutated under high concentrations of pollution. In fact, few people know that the core of the mechanical city is the first intelligence we created, and it will naturally be affected by pollution. Today, the core of the mechanical city has been equipped with a protection system, and it has flesh and blood as protection, so it is difficult to control directly."

"There are two ways. The Mechanical City has a total of 46 energy nozzles. If you close half of them, the Mechanical City will be forced to land. The impact force can remove the dirt on the surface. Secondly, it can weaken the self-defense of the Mechanical City, using more energy to buffer and facilitate the invasion of the Mechanic. The second method is to directly take down the Mechanical City, but this requires strong firepower."

Mason quickly recalled the topography of the Mechanical City in his mind and realized something was not good. The people of the Mechanical City had made many changes to the city. The distribution of energy pipelines was also different from Ham's memory. Mason chose the latter without hesitation. Although it required high-intensity firepower, this was what the mechanics had the most!

"A transforming mechanical pollutant, I won't be polite."

The obsidian eyes lit up, as if infused with the human soul. The moonlight illuminated the indifferent eyebrows, and the mechanic raised the corners of his lips lazily.

Mechanical ascension, steel weapons!

Blessing was activated, and [Mechanical Control] forcibly seized some authority from the core. The woman was wrapped in a black coat, which made her look even thinner and taller. She flew in the air relying on the mechanical device. It was as if she was bathed in glory.

Thousands of mechanical devices surround her, becoming her indestructible spear and shield.

And in front of her, the Mechanical City was completely engulfed by pollution.

The mechanical god has come to the world. It is the most cruel and deadly weapon. Every detail of its appearance reveals a kind of beauty of precision and craftsmanship, while also exuding a daunting aura.

The core has a huge size and powerful firepower, and countless laser turrets and cannon launchers are enough to destroy any obstacles in its way.

The Mechanics are more flexible, relying on small guns and artillery groups for long-range bombardment. This mechanical army, which can regenerate countless times, is fearless and will bite like a hyena once it finds an opportunity.

Both sides stirred up the sea of ​​clouds, and the flames of the explosion illuminated the surroundings, as if creating a second sun in the sky.

This battle has gone beyond the scope of ordinary people's involvement. The black metal suddenly trembled, and a vast and magnificent aura emanated from the void.

A scene vaguely emerged in front of everyone's eyes. It was a countless number of tightly closed doors, guarding the fallen creature sleeping at the end of space. The huge and bloated body could not see the end. Black liquid flowed out of his body and merged into the deep darkness.

The Core reacted violently to this, and the attack became even more frantic.

Far away in Partington, the portal finally noticed something was wrong. It was so angry that the door panels were shaking.

"Who is it! Who is secretly using me as a medium!?"