From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 406 Say Goodbye to Your Companions

The spirit fire ignited the starry sky, creating a dangerous blue ocean.

A massive mechanical fleet, capable of blotting out the sky, entered the area, but within moments, almost all of the ship's sensors failed.

Communication between the ships in the fleet was severed, and each ship became an isolated island, unable to know the situation of the other ships.

"Commander, we can't contact the other warships," a cyborg dressed as a navy officer said in a deep voice.

The fleet commander was silent for a moment before saying, "From the moment we were swept into this place by the vortex of spirit fire, we can already consider everyone else as dead."

Is their fate unknown? That means they're dead.

This statement is generally accurate in the current context.

They had no way of knowing the situation of other ships, and the people on other ships could not know their situation either; losing contact meant certain death.

"The spirit fire is eroding our outer armor, and our energy shield is crippled!"

"Macro cannon is damaged. Repeating, macro cannon is damaged!"

"Ah! The spiritual fire has seeped in!"

With a scream, the flagship lost all contact at the rear, leaving only silence on the communication channel.

The sudden turn of events plunged the bridge into silence. After a long while, the commander broke the silence, his voice tinged with despair.

"Can we forcefully activate the warp drive and escape this sea of ​​spirit fire?"

"I'm afraid that won't work," the adjutant said, his voice trembling without him even realizing it. "Our warp drive has been destroyed, and the pulse thrusters can't get us out of here either."

They have been trapped in the Sea of ​​Spirit Fire.

"Pray to our Lord, and surely His divine power will help us escape this perilous situation," the commander lamented.

"Wait, Commander, we've repaired the vision and gravity sensors... Oh no, a massive object is approaching!"

"Pull up the image," the adjutant said quickly.

After a two-second pause, the image finally appeared on the screen, and the objects displayed there caused everyone on the bridge to gasp in surprise.

"My lord!"

The fleet commander gasped, staring at the half-damaged machine on the screen, and couldn't help but shed tears.

The rest of the bridge crew also wept bitterly, and the entire bridge was filled with the sound of crying.

What they saw was the demon god they worshipped—a humanoid mechanical deity.

But at this point, He was only half left.

The crimson electronic eyes flashed a few times, and the broken mechanical god suddenly raised its head, its gaze piercing the crowd on the bridge.

He is observing them.

"My lord, who has wounded you so badly?" the commander cried, forgetting even that the enormous machine was rapidly approaching.

The group of fanatics wept in unison, and a somber atmosphere filled the entire bridge.

It was quite some time before they gradually came to their senses, when a danger alarm sounded on the bridge.

"Commander, we're about to crash!" the adjutant warned.

Upon hearing this, the commander flew into a rage, "What's there to be afraid of? That's called basking in the glory of our Lord and being with our Lord!"

Oh no, the commander has gone mad.

The adjutant's vision went black, and he even had the thought of smashing his head against the control panel and dying.

Just as he was hesitating about whether to do it, a cold, electric voice appeared in his mind.

"My believers, come closer, I need your help."

Upon hearing this, the crew members were first stunned, then all showed expressions of ecstatic joy.

"God, divine revelation!"

"Drive quickly, move forward!"

The bridge crew went mad, obeying their commander's orders and fearlessly pushing the warship to its maximum speed, all in an effort to get closer to their faith.

The spiritual fire stirred, and the spiritual fire within a radius of ten thousand miles condensed into one, transforming into a bird-shaped phantom holding a long spear, roaring towards the sky.

The piercing shriek echoed into the ship's interior, damaging many of its sophisticated instruments and causing many people's heads to buzz.

The pulse thrusters were damaged, but the ship continued to move forward due to inertia.

"You damn bird, don't even think about stopping me!"

The mechanical god's roar was deafening, even repelling the surrounding spiritual fire and creating a vacuum zone.

He stretched out his only remaining mechanical arm and slowly clenched his fist toward the fleet trapped in the sea of ​​spiritual fire.

The entire lost fleet was pulled by him, the ships wriggling and changing shape, combining into one.

As for the crew members, they were either crushed into a bloody mist or hiding in some pipes, barely surviving, yet still fervently praying to the mechanical god.

"You shouldn't have let them in." The mechanical god and the fleet merged together, regaining most of their power, and once again fought against the Deathbird formed from spirit fire.

The Death Bird cried out loudly. In the past, Xiu could kill most mechanical gods with a single bird and a single shot. Now, he could only suppress the enemy, just like Lian Po who had aged and was no longer as overwhelmingly powerful as before.

Although it can devour a portion of the path of fallen demon gods to replenish its power, the gains are less than the expenditures, resulting in a deficit and leading to this situation.

Even his original body was gone, so he could only use spiritual fire to create a new one for himself.

"You've gotten weaker, Deathbird."

Even though it was being suppressed, the mechanical god remained defiant and continued to mock.

He could see that the Deathbird's condition was deteriorating and it would eventually be dragged down to its death.

Maybe it's me, maybe it's the next one... someone will eventually be able to take care of the Deathbird.

As long as no unexpected changes occur.

"Getting rid of you is enough."

"The Deathbird said coldly."

The two sides clashed again, with spirit fire and light spears flying together, and before long, one side was seriously injured.

The mechanical god had its lower body shaved off again, and the body it had just replenished with the help of the lost fleet was gone just like that.

"After all, it wasn't a machine I built myself, so it's understandable that it's destroyed," He sighed, his tone devoid of much reluctance.

The self-destruct program has been activated; he plans to deliver a fatal blow to the Deathbird before he dies... provided he can actually do it.

"Foolish, trying to self-destruct in front of me."

Seeing the white light emanating from its body, the Deathbird smiled disdainfully, raised its spear, ignited its spiritual fire, and prepared to give them a quick death.

But then, a crimson light flashed, parting the sea of ​​spiritual fire. Wherever it passed, the spiritual fire melted away, leaving only traces of scorching liquid iron.

A crimson, menacing light swept past, heading straight for the Deathbird.

"Hmm?" The Deathbird glanced behind it, turned slightly to the side, and its body, constructed of spiritual fire, brushed past the fierce light.

"What is it?"

He wasn't the only one stunned; so were His prey, the mechanical god about to self-destruct.

But the latter quickly realized what was happening.

"A familiar aura... You are... the Apocalypse Forerunner?"

"It's me," the much smaller, fleshy planet said calmly. "I have something to discuss with you."

Ignoring the rapidly escalating energy fluctuations of the mechanical god, Xiu crashed headfirst into the core of the damaged machine.

"I'll borrow your body for a while." His tone was calm, but his words plunged the mechanical god into an icy abyss.

"you..

""

The chaotic buzzing of the electrical current masked the normal sounds, interrupting what the mechanical deity was trying to say.

He was horrified to find that his body was no longer under his control, and even the self-destruction program, which had reached its end, was terminated.

In no time, even His last remaining consciousness vanished, and His body and the broken path were taken over by the Apocalypse Herald.

"That's much better."

The mechanical body melted into a massive amount of liquid iron, which was attracted by the fleshy planet and became part of the liquid iron ocean on its surface.

His power was restored somewhat, though not much, but enough.

"The Death Bird..." He slowly turned around, looking at his great enemy, his big eyes narrowing.

Similar to him, his enemy was also in poor condition, even quite bad.

"It's you? Why are you here?"

The spear thrust out by the Deathbird was blocked by the ocean of liquid iron, which then used the opportunity to create distance.

"Guess." The Molten Iron Planet blinked, but didn't reveal the truth.

He wants to sow the seeds of doubt in the hearts of his enemies.

"You defeated them all?" The Deathbird had an absurd answer in its mind, even though it didn't want to admit it.

To lose even with home-court advantage, it's impossible for his teammates to be that bad.

Of course, there is another possibility.

"You were beaten into this position, weren't you?"

The Molten Iron Planet did not answer. The more it said, the more mistakes it made, and the more likely its errors would be discovered.

Besides, He doesn't have time to argue with the Deathbird right now; with pursuers behind Him, He must leave quickly after He receives His supplies.

Space warps under gravity, and a hyperspace portal is created under Xiu's control.

His actions were all witnessed by the dead bird, which further confirmed the fact that he was beaten out.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Deathbird raised its spear, intending to extinguish the newly formed entrance to the waterway.

But there's something even faster.

It was a crimson spiral beam of light, carrying a murderous aura, that broke through the sky from the distant Dividing Sea.

"As long as I can get to that place, as long as I can get to that place... No!!

With a sharp howl from the molten iron planet, the Crimson Spiral will be swallowed up along with the hyperspace tunnel.

The newly formed hyperspace channel was destroyed instantly, and the molten iron planet itself was also pierced by the beam of light, leaving a large hole on its surface.

With just one blow, all his efforts were in vain.

"Slaughtering Heaven!!"

The molten iron planet weeps blood, and the eyeball in the center of the liquid iron ocean is ripped open once more, with flesh and liquid iron struggling to repair it.

However, the spiral spear nailed to it indefinitely delayed the repair process, making all efforts seem like a drop in the ocean.

"Got you?"

A cold voice clearly reached their ears, and then a figure also dressed in red appeared.

"It took me a long time to find you, but thankfully, I found you. You ultimately chose this place as your final resting place."

Modi, carrying two swords, stared at the molten iron planet with an unfriendly expression.

Perhaps the molten iron planet is already fish on his chopping board, but this fish can bite.

However, with the Deathbird nearby, there shouldn't be any major problems.

"How did you end up in such a sorry state?" He glanced sideways at the Deathbird and noticed that the bird's aura was unstable. It had even lost its original skeletal body and could only be replaced by spiritual fire.

"Think about where the main force has been deployed, and then think about who will be the one targeted by the concentrated fire," said the Deathbird helplessly.

Modi shrugged and casually said, "The war in the warp is over. Those enemies all chose to self-destruct to escape, just like this guy. They are no longer a threat."

Upon hearing the word "self-destruct," the Molten Iron Planet narrowed its eyes and frowned.

"I don't recall ever self-destructing," He said.

"Of course you don't remember. If you did, would I have let you leave?" Modi smiled, parted the sea of ​​spiritual fire, and connected the battlefield, which had been isolated by the sea of ​​spiritual fire, to the outside world.

As the spirit fire dissipated, starlight was able to penetrate this space, and shadows appeared one after another.

The mechanical fleet swarmed into this empty area like locusts, striving to fill the void as quickly as possible.

Instead of the expected enemy fleet's cannons and light spears, they were met with a deep red sword light filled with malice.

As the sword light swept across, a large number of ships were annihilated. Even those that survived were at best crippled.

Further away, the Mechanical God and the Demon God of Death also noticed the anomaly. They exchanged a few blows and then abandoned their opponent, appearing in the empty area in a few flashes.

"What happened to you? You look so disheveled... Did you suffer a defeat on another front?" A mechanical god looked at the molten iron planet.

"It's obvious." The Molten Iron Planet didn't say much, focusing instead on restoring its strength.

What's infuriating is that the spiral spear remained stuck in his eyeball, disrupting the normal flow of energy.

"Please hold this for me, I need time to recover..."

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Clearly, He didn't want to give up yet and wanted to lead the people to fight one more time.

Modi had the same idea; in fact, he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

"Keep your distance from them and keep them at bay on one side. Don't let any of them escape," Modi instructed.

"What does that mean?" The Deathbird scratched its head.

"Don't worry about it, it won't matter once you say it."

Upon hearing this, the Deathbird glanced at the Death God beside it, but did not ask any further questions. Instead, it called its companions to rush forward.

The Death God used various methods to force the enemy back time and time again, but he did not go deep or pursue them. He simply trapped the mechanical god in a certain area.

"What do they mean by this?"

The mechanical gods were increasingly puzzled, and for some reason, they felt anxious.

This is a sign, indicating that something bad is about to happen.

More and more demons began to waver, and some started to consider their way out.

Molten Iron Planet was equally puzzled. He couldn't understand why this group of people only surrounded them without attacking, and why Killing Heaven, as the leader, hadn't made a move.

"It was the same last time. He could have stopped me, but he let me get away... What is he up to?"

Suddenly, a chill ran through him, and he opened his eyes wide, his gaze meeting that of Modi, who had a strange smile on his lips.

He raised his right hand toward the molten iron planet, thumbs up, as if giving a thumbs-up.

He hesitated for a moment, then squeezed out a sentence.

Say goodbye to your companions.

The next second, he pressed down with his thumb as if pressing a detonator, and at the same time, he even simulated the sound of an explosion.

Bang!

The explosion occurred out of nowhere, and the frenzied energy instantly swept across the area, engulfing all the mechanical gods.

It was at this moment that the Molten Iron Planet remembered the fact that it had already self-destructed once.