bookrebus Chapter 83 Mechanical Race
Chapter 83 Mechanical Race
A dark red world.
This is a forgotten dimension.
The sky was perpetually shrouded in dark red clouds.
The murky air carried the smell of sulfur and decay.
In the distance, a massive black palace stands on the horizon.
The palace walls are hundreds of meters high and covered with ferocious sculptures.
In the enormous square in front of the palace, an angry roar shook the entire palace.
"Ye Feng!"
Demon Flame stood in the center of the square, blood still seeping from his severed wrist.
It looked down at its severed wrist, its eyes filled with rage and disbelief.
He is the commander of the Southern Legion of the Heavenly Demon Clan.
A being at the half-step eighth-level Martial Emperor realm had never suffered such a humiliating wound.
And the one who injured it was actually a fifth-order human.
Fifth order.
In its eyes, a fifth-order being is not even an ant.
But now, one of its arms has been cut off by a fifth-order ant.
"Damn it...damn it...damn it!"
Around the plaza, the demon soldiers trembled with fear, not daring to even breathe.
Demon Flame paced back and forth in the square, the pain from his severed wrist making him even more agitated.
It doesn't care about that hand.
The Heavenly Demon Clan has a strong regenerative ability; given enough time and replenishment of its vital energy, it can regrow itself without any problem.
What it cares about is that spatial ring.
The spatial ring on his severed hand contained half a lifetime's savings.
The value of the spiritual fruits, elixirs, weapons, and military supplies is enough to buy a small city.
But what pained it the most were the three Dao Fruits.
The three seventh-tier Dao Fruits were what it used to break through to the eighth-tier Martial Emperor realm.
For those three Dao Fruits, it spent half its life savings and incurred a huge debt.
That was its only hope of breaking through to the eighth rank.
Without those three Dao Fruits, it might never reach the Martial Emperor realm in its lifetime.
"No," Demon Flame gritted his teeth, "we must take it back."
It stopped, its blood-red eyes staring at the ground in the center of the square.
On the ground, a huge magic circle was still slowly operating.
The black bead at the core of the magic array has now fallen into the hands of that human, Ye Feng.
That is also a priceless treasure.
The Heavenly Demon Clan possesses one of the few spatial treasures capable of locating the human world.
Seventy years ago, the Demon Clan's invasion of the human plane failed, and most of their spatial positioning devices were destroyed.
That black bead was one of the few that survived and has extremely high strategic value.
"We need to get both things back."
Demon Flame took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
It knew it couldn't go in person.
Humans are not a weak race.
If he were to personally visit the human race, he would be directly killed by the human race's powerful members.
The best way is to find someone else to do it.
Who to look for?
Demon Flame quickly filtered through possible partners in his mind.
Zerg? Too stupid, all they do is eat, they can't do any work.
The Shadow Clan? Too cunning, I can't trust them.
Demon Flame thought for a long time, and suddenly a name flashed through his mind.
Mech race.
The Machine Race is an ancient race with powerful mental strength but weak physical bodies.
They chose a different evolutionary path.
Abandoning the physical body and merging into a mechanical puppet is commonly known as "mechanical ascension."
After reaching the third rank, members of this race will abandon their physical bodies and transplant their spiritual core into mechanical puppets.
From then on, they no longer had flesh and blood bodies, only cold steel and precision parts.
The relationship between the Mechs and the Terrans has always been good.
In fact, the human race has recently been actively courting the machine race, attempting to form an alliance to counter the threats from all sides.
The news has already reached the Heavenly Demon Clan.
"The Machine Race..." Demon Flame murmured to himself, "They do indeed have the ability to penetrate the human heartland."
The machine race and the human race have dealings, and they have legitimate status to enter Jiangcheng.
I've heard that the human race is considering giving the machine race an enclave to deepen cooperation between the two races.
"These are the ones."
Demon Flame walked to the main hall, where a huge black mirror stood.
The edges of the mirror were engraved with runes, emitting a faint glow.
This is the "Magic Mirror" used by the Celestial Demon Clan for interdimensional communication.
Demon Flame stretched out his right hand and pressed it against the mirror.
Black blood and energy surged into the mirror.
An image appeared on the mirror.
It was a world made entirely of metal.
Demon Flame's gaze fell upon a gigantic mechanical puppet.
It was a humanoid puppet that was over ten meters tall, and its entire body was silver-white.
The lines are smooth and full of a sense of technology.
This is Silverwing, the exclusive puppet of the seventh-tier commander of the Machine Race.
"What brings you, Demon Flame of the Heavenly Demon Clan?" a voice came from the puppet.
The voice was devoid of any emotion.
"Silver Moon is the mechanical ruler," Demon Flame said bluntly.
"I would like to ask you to help me retrieve something."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other side of the mirror.
"The Demon Race and the Machine Race have never had any dealings with each other."
"I know," said Demon Flame, "which is why I won't let you help me for nothing."
It stretched out its right hand, and three crystal-clear beads appeared in its palm.
The crystals are hexagonal, each about the size of a thumb, and have a blue light flowing inside.
Seventh-order mechanical core.
The core energy source for the machine race is also the key material for enhancing their strength.
The blue light band of the mechanical commander flickered.
Three seventh-order mechanical cores are indeed a significant investment.
But not enough.
"Not enough." The mechanical commander's voice remained cold.
Demon Flame gritted his teeth.
It knows.
The machine race is notoriously greedy.
"Add three more."
"not enough."
"How much do you want?" Demon Flame asked, suppressing his anger.
"Ten. Seventh-tier mechanical cores. Plus one eighth-tier mechanical core."
Demon Flame's expression changed.
Ten Tier 7 mechanical cores, plus one Tier 8 core?
This is outrageous!
A seventh-order mechanical core is already very rare, and an eighth-order one is even rarer.
Where can it find an eighth-order mechanical core?
"you!"
"Fine, if you don't agree, then forget it." The blue light band of the mechanical commander flashed, as if to cut off the communication.
"Wait!" Demon Flame gritted his teeth. "I don't have an eighth-tier mechanical core. But I do have an eighth-tier Dao Fruit."
"The Fruit of the Dao?"
"Yes. An eighth-tier Dao Fruit used to break through to the Martial Emperor realm. Its value is no less than that of an eighth-tier mechanical core."
The mechanical commander remained silent for a few seconds.
"Can."
Demon Flame breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'll send someone to deliver the items. What you need to do for me is..."
"explain."
"Go to Jiangcheng in the Mountain and River Prefecture of the Human Race and find someone." A glint of hatred flashed in Demon Flame's eyes. "His name is Ye Feng."
"Ye Feng?" The mechanical commander's tone remained unchanged. "Who is he?"
"A fifth-tier martial artist. It was him who severed my hand and took my spatial ring and the core of the Devouring Array."
"Fifth tier?" The blue light band around the mechanical commander flickered. "Fifth tier can sever your hand?"
Demon Flame's face twitched.
"He used some kind of secret technique to unleash power far exceeding his own level in a short period of time."
"But his true form is indeed only at the fifth rank."
"What do you need me to do?"
"Two things." Demon Flame held up two fingers. "First, retrieve my spatial ring and the core of the Devouring Array. Second is..."
It paused, a murderous glint flashing in its eyes.
"Kill Ye Feng."
"What if Ye Feng has already handed the spatial ring over to the higher-ups of the human race?"
"Then just kill Ye Feng, but we must retrieve the core of the great formation," said Demon Flame.
The mechanical commander remained silent for a few seconds.
"Sure. But the payment won't be refunded."
Demon Flame's expression turned even uglier.
He took a deep breath and swallowed back the swear words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"Okay. I promise you."
"make a deal."
The image on the mirror disappeared.
Demon Flame stood in the main hall, staring at the empty mirror, and remained silent for a long time.
"Ye Feng," it murmured to itself, "you just wait."
"I will retrieve both the array core and the spatial ring!"
"And Jiangcheng."
"Once I break through to the eighth rank, I will personally lead a large army to wipe Jiangcheng off the map."
Demon Flame turned around and walked deeper into the main hall.
New flesh and blood have begun to grow from its severed wrist.
But that scar is forever etched in its heart.
Meanwhile, in the mechanical world.
The space in front of the Silverwing Puppet distorted slightly, and a virtual screen appeared out of thin air.
A map of Jiangcheng was displayed on the screen.
"Jiangcheng is a city under the jurisdiction of Shanhe Prefecture, with a population of approximately three million."
"Defensive force: three peak fifth-tier experts, several mid-fifth-tier experts and below, no sixth-tier experts."
The blue light band of the mechanical commander flashed at an increased frequency.
Its database contains no information about Ye Feng.
A fifth-tier martial artist can sever the hand of a half-step eighth-tier Heavenly Demon Clan member and destroy spatial rifts.
This combat power has far exceeded the scope of the fifth rank.
"interesting."
The mechanical commander's voice remained cold, but the blue light band shone noticeably brighter.
"Ye Feng... I'll remember you."
"It seems our Machine Race and Human Race are close to reaching an agreement!"
"How about we choose the mountains near Jiangcheng for that enclave?"
It turned around and walked into the depths of the mechanical world.