Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 87 - The Despair That Surpasses Everything
Chapter 87: Chapter 87 The Despair That Surpasses Everything
Editor: Noodletown Translations
“My name… Shura!
Wandering among the starry skies… returning from the deepest depths of death…
Red Flame… Hell
Mission… continuation of the bloodline
My existence was to…
Overpower all beings!
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Fragmented information flashed through Mu Fan’s muddled mind, leaving him with only one thought—to go behind that hillside, find a safe place, and lie down… The voice in his mind told him that once he did all this, the dream would end.
At this moment, Mu Fan seemed to be in a sleepwalking state, unable to wake up until he reached the destination, but any slight stimulus would trigger his fiercest counterattack.
His blood-red eyes were fixed on the front. He had to go over.
“We can’t let him pass!” For the second time, ten Reapers were annihilated, which was far beyond the tolerance of the Broken Axe Star Thief Group. Now, that black mecha continued towards the Reaper assembly area.
Should they wait to accept their slaughter? The deputy leader, piloting the Thunder Slash Mecha, began searching for vantage points. No matter who it was, he would blast that broken black mecha into molten metal.
“Change combat mode! Switch ammunition to Magnetic Storm Bombs to restrict movement, melee Magnetic Vibration assault!” The Star Thieves’ Magnetic Vibration Blades on their arms entered a high-energy activation state, and the flickering white light grew dazzling.
“Officer, the Star Thief’s mechas have all pulled back. They seem to be preparing a combined attack on that black mecha. What should we do?” Everyone in the hall, prepared to die, suddenly saw the Reaper forces of the Star Thief Group, who were at an advantage, begin to pull out of the battle zone.
“Rest and reassemble on the spot. Deploy the rapid repair team.” The major needed to seize every moment to restore the strength of the troops. That black mecha was definitely not something they could provoke.
Ten Reapers! Extinguished by just one shoulder cannon blast.
Seeing the direction of that black mecha, there was no sign it intended to come and greet them, so it was best to stay away from this God of Death.
Hmm? A murky consciousness once again sensed hostility and threat.
The blood-red eyes glared sharply, and twelve threat points reappeared—twelve mechas, near and far. The shoulder cannons of the six distant mechas lit up again, but in his mind, the perceived threat felt small; instead, the charging six had a very strong hostility.
Those who block me… kill without mercy!
A thick blood-red once again filled his vision, and Mu Fan’s consciousness at this moment had only one thought: to break through, to make it through. The Shura Mecha began to sprint swiftly, a black shadow tearing across the battlefield.
Magnetic Storm Bombs exploded midair, invisible Magnetic Storm Nets blinking in the air while six mechas with glaring white Magnetic Vibration Blades rapidly approached ground level.
The Shura Mecha’s red eyes flashed, and a name echoed from deep within Mu Fan’s mind.
“Death God… Striking Attack!”
The black mecha threw the samurai sword in its hand high above, then simultaneously pulled its arms behind its body, suddenly ejecting five sharp claw blades hidden in the hand armor, displaying a pair of over two-meter-long glistening claw blades!
The black mecha squatted low, its right leg suddenly tensed, “Boom!” A halo of white smoke exploded as the mecha flashed out.
A supersonic burst right on the spot!
Instantly, there was a sonic boom as it propelled—the circle of white smoke was the hallmark of breaking the sound barrier.
The dispersing Magnetic Storm Net in the air fully covered this area, which could effectively disrupt the mecha’s electrical system, causing movement failures. The Star Thieves intended to use this trick to restrain the black mecha because its movement speed was simply too fast.
But the black shadow flickered and broke through the Magnetic Storm Net, unaffected at all!
Was there a problem with the Magnetic Storm Net?
No, it was the mecha that had a problem! When the battlefield surveillance replayed the footage in slow motion, the Star Thief aboard the Near-Earth Guard Ship clearly saw the black mecha’s tattered cloak breathe and solidify in breaths. During that brief moment of transformation, an invisible barrier appeared around the black mecha, with pale blue electric sparks fluttering along the outer side of the hemispherical shield, without the mecha’s movements inside being hindered in any way.
Hiss! The few Star Thieves reviewing the footage gasped. This mecha was actually immune to restrictive weapon attacks!?
The Reaper mechas on the ground knew nothing as the shadow flickered before the first Reaper. The black mecha’s claw flashed, two mechas intersected, then the shadow was suddenly before the second Reaper, intersecting again…
In fact, the instantaneous exchange lasted less than three seconds.
When the shadow appeared behind the last Reaper still holding its shooting posture, it kicked off with a reversed body, another sonic boom roared, and the shadow instantly flashed back to its original place.
The long sword thrown high dropped precisely into the right hand extended by the black mecha.
Mu Fan seemed to clearly perceive it all in the dream, and the moment he heard those four words, his muscles exploded into force. He felt as if the muscles in his legs and hands were burning, longing to use the claws to tear apart the enemy before him. Thus, when he stepped forward, everything in the world slowed down. He emerged in front of the first mecha, the blade in his hand cleanly pierced through.
Cockpit, engine room, core drive shaft…
The claw blades in his hands passed through these positions in the twelve enemies in sequence, lightly, without a hint of smoke or fire, even when he jumped back to his spot, the enemies hadn’t yet reacted.
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But it was too late.
The dark red sheathed long blade fell from the air, whose hand caught by the black mecha exploded the twelve mechas in an instant!
The scarlet cloak fluttered atop the hillside, where the interwoven black and dark red mecha stood silently, the long blade slung at an angle.
In mere tens of seconds, twenty-two mechas were cut down in succession!
At this moment, the fighting spirit of the Star Thieves present was utterly destroyed!
Forty adventure-class mechas, with the strength to suppress an average planet, were nearly slaughtered on the outskirts of this urban area, upon this hillside.
Even the remnants of the military mechas now outnumbered the Star Thieves.
What kind of mecha was this? It far surpassed the knowledge of everyone present.
Should they retreat?
“Die for me!” As the thought of retreat appeared in the hearts of the Star Thieves, a voice filled with endless rage sounded. It was the voice of the deputy leader, echoing through the mecha from afar.
Right, they still had the Thunder Slash Mecha! A legend in this star domain, wielding thunder electric power!
“Thunder Sacrifice Surge Cannon! Die for me—”
The deputy leader’s voice became hoarse; the blows suffered in such a short period traumatized him too much. He couldn’t fathom how to withstand Poison Scorpion’s wrath and wanted to vent it all. He aimed to blast that devilish mecha into dust.
However!
No one noticed that when the deputy leader’s words hadn’t fully left his mouth, when the muzzle several kilometers away started to charge, the dark red long sword held by the black mecha’s hand was quietly gripped by the hilt.
It still hadn’t unsheathed, yet the right hand, gripping the hilt, plunged the blade into the ground to the left, a strange power converging inside the long sword. Mu Fan’s abnormally dull mind felt as if the blade in his right hand was drawing out his own strength—not enough, still not enough.
With eyes closed, he couldn’t see the floating energy display before him inside the cockpit plummet from 5.6% to 4%. It was noteworthy that despite the previous, continuous combat, the mecha’s energy indicator hadn’t even decreased by 0.1%!
The extraction of an ink-black, authoritarian, unrestrainedly emotional energy from the body, alongside another unfamiliar text section, floated through the mind of a dreamlike Mu Fan, who felt a resolve to ferociously unleash the energy stored in the long sword!
A large black light expanded over hundreds of square meters, then contracted into the sheath in an extreme instant, spearing deep into the core of the planet!
Five words flashed through his mind.
—”Decree Gale Blade!”
