Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1418 - 153: Chosen Son
Capítulo 1418: Chapter 153: Chosen Son
“I…”
A single word dragged out with a long tail, and White Hair vanished on the spot.
“Yin Shuai!?”
Bai Guyue hurriedly ran over.
It was as if that rock was some sort of mechanism; he… casually leaned on it.
On the empty ground lay only his own backpack, and where Yin Shuai was leaning before revealed a meter-wide dark hole.
“——Thunk!”
A heavy thud echoed from underground, followed by a string of curses from White Hair.
[Luckily, I’m fine.]
The voice from the hole was full of energy, easing Bai Guyue’s worries, and she hurriedly leaned over the hole to ask.
“Are you hurt? I’ll get you out right away.”
“No… not hurt… ouch… the hole is deep, if possible, drop me a rope, if not, I’ll climb up.” White Hair’s tone was a bit odd.
A heartfelt thanks to the Iron Clan brothers.
Young Master Yin’s mind was filled with gratitude at this moment.
If it weren’t for the protection of the Shadow Sword, this tunnel filled with stalagmites would’ve shredded his ass to bits, and he’d explode like a watermelon hitting the ground.
A tingling pain traveled from his tailbone to his brain; White Hair bit his lip tightly for fear of letting out any unintended cries.
“Ah, trying to show off, huh?”
“From now on, I must not speak carelessly. How did I not realize I’m another great prophet, haha…”
“Who the hell would be so sinister to place a rock at the entrance!!!”
While consoling himself, White Hair suddenly burst out, angrily shouting upward.
“Rock…”
“Head…”
“Ah…”
Listening to the hollow echo, it even sounded a bit… cheeky.
White Hair slapped a hand over his face.
“Are you really okay?”
Bai Guyue’s voice came from above.
The timid girl’s worry quickly returned; Yin Shuai had been shouldering her luggage when this happened, making her extremely anxious.
White Hair squinted, estimating from the echo that he was about fifty meters from the entrance.
“No problem, I can climb out.”
After reassuring the voice above, White Hair quickly adjusted his mindset.
“Haha, just as I thought, surviving a disaster must bring good fortune. That trap didn’t fool me, nor did that broken box entice me.”
“These eyes of mine see through all illusions.”
With a sneer of confidence on his face, White Hair pulled out a stick from his waist.
He unclipped a lock and tossed it to the ground.
Sizzle!
Sparks flew up as a blazing light started to shine before his eyes.
A high-efficiency military-grade lighting stick!
Of course, this wasn’t from Shadow Island but part of the gear he habitually purchased before heading to the ruins.
“This must be a man-eating cave; let these wise eyes uncover the truth.”
Five meters ahead was an empty gigantic pit wall…
“Hmm, this is a dead end, so it’s just a fatal trap…”
“So behind me… even if a bug comes out, I’ll accept it.”
“I see you!”
With a shout, White Hair drew his small dagger from his waist and leaped backward, eyes full of tension.
But no expected monster appeared.
And no enemy hidden in the shadows showed up either.
In the dazzling flame of the lighting stick, a winding yellow lightning mark stretched from the bottom of his vision to overhead.
White Hair gaped, following the lightning mark up, his neck craned to its limit, maintaining a foolish expression.
Slap.
White Hair slapped himself firmly.
Forgetting his hand was still clad in the fine Shadow Sword armor, which was near solid steel.
The moment the slap hit his face, White Hair felt something was off…
But it was too late.
“Poof.”
The slap drew blood, sending him spinning and kneeling on the ground.
A buzzing filled his mind.
Kneeling on the ground, White Hair shook his head, wiped the blood dripping from his nose, and stood up, his gaze fixed ahead…
His fists clenched tightly.
His eyes were filled with countless lights, ultimately turning into excitement!
This is possible too!
Fortunes have turned, hahaha!
I am the Chosen Son.
White Hair was laughing loudly at this moment.
[This is possible too!]
These five words perfectly explained his current state of mind.
A twenty-meter-tall, sleek, human-shaped mecha stood quietly in place.
This mecha had a streamlined appearance, slightly sturdier than a slender female mecha, and its pure white armor that reflected dimly gave it an impeccable look.
Modeled after ancient knight plate armor, the winding yellow lightning elegantly adorned its waistline, complementing the slim body, making the entire mecha appear austere yet magnificent.
Even White Hair, who was exceedingly critical of appearances, couldn’t find a single flaw.
Especially when his gaze fell upon the mecha’s head, his saliva almost reached the ground.
With teary eyes, White Hair bit his hand excitedly.
“This is my destiny mecha… it must be mine… this cold aura, handsome like me…”
In his view, the mecha’s head was completely unlike any existing Federation mecha.
Neither was it the common design with distinct edges nor the ostentatious trident.
Nor was it the semi-spherical high-protection design like the Earth Battle Fortress.
Instead, it resembled a true knight, donning an ancient knight’s helmet, with grille face armor covering its eyes, looking exceptionally cold.
However, what made him most excited and restless was the white hair accessory dangling from the top of the helmet like a long horsetail, extending straight down to the waist!
This white hair accessory elevated the mecha’s aura to a whole new level.
Possessing the nobility, coldness, and magnificence of an ancient knight.
“Isn’t this a match with my perfect character?”
Tears streamed down White Hair’s face.
He stretched out his trembling hand, walking step by step towards it.
As the cold metallic touch spread from his palm to his mind, his body shivered with excitement.
This is a real mecha!
He touched it.
But…
How to take it with him?
This question popped up, instantly petrifying him.
Rustling sounds emerged from behind.
A rope dropped to the ground, along with Bai Guyue’s voice.
“The rope is down, it’s secured from above, can you climb up?”
The worried voice of the girl came from overhead.
“Hahaha, I found a big treasure! You guys should—”
White Hair opened his mouth to respond when suddenly a foggy white light descended, and his vision turned snowy white.
This was a beam of cold light without warmth.
Brightening the hole with light.
Before finishing the last sentence, the white light vanished in an instant.
And with it, so did the mecha and… Yin Shuai himself.
