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Bronya was leading a squad of Silvermane Iron Guards at breakneck speed.

She received a message from the watchtower.

A gigantic, unidentified structure has appeared outside the city, suspected to be an ancient relic awakening.

As the acting Grand Guardian, she had to personally verify the situation.

Jepard walked beside her, his eyes scanning ahead warily before he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Lady Bronya, there are figures ahead, they look like... people from the Star Train?"

Bronya followed Jepard's gaze and saw several familiar figures standing at the edge of the snow.

March 7th was holding a camera and snapping pictures of something in the distance.

Xing squatted in the snow with her head tilted back, while Qixing stood beside her.

The trio were all craning their necks, staring blankly at the creation engine that was moving forward in the distance.

Bronya walked quickly to them:

"Everyone on the Starry Sky Train, what's going on?"

We received a report of an unidentified giant object appearing outside the city. I initially thought it was…

She stopped mid-sentence, her gaze sweeping over Xi'er beside her.

Xi'er was standing next to Qixing, holding the biscuit Qixing had just handed her, and was munching on it intently.

Jepard walked toward Seele, his brow furrowed:

"Seele? What are you doing here?"

"Aren't you... the leader of the Earth Fire? What are you doing in the Upper City?"

Seele paused for a moment as she chewed the cookie.

He swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his head, and remained expressionless.

"Lady Bronya sent me."

He glanced in Bronya's direction.

Bronya paused for a moment, then immediately picked up the conversation and nodded:

"Yes, I sent her."

Leader Seele came to the Upper City for a formal meeting at my invitation.

Regarding the coordination of material allocation between upper and lower levels.

Jepard's gaze swept back and forth between Seele and Bronya twice.

He saw the half-eaten cookie in Seele's hand, and the crumbs that weren't wiped clean from the corner of her mouth.

He glanced again at Bronya's calm face.

After a moment of silence, he didn't press further, but simply looked away.

"...I see. That makes sense."

Seele finished chewing the biscuit, patted the crumbs off her hands, and didn't say anything.

Bronya secretly breathed a sigh of relief and steered the conversation back on track:

"By the way, what's this creation engine all about?"

The report we received said that a huge ancient robot was active outside the city.

We fear that some relic from an ancient era has gone out of control.

On March 7th, he put down his camera, turned to Bronya, and said helplessly:

"It must have been Uncle Yang who did it."

Bronya's previously tense shoulders visibly relaxed:

"So it was Mr. Yang Chaoyue who did it..."

"Then it's alright."

Yang Chaoyue's words should not pose a threat to Belloberg.

She turned her head and waved to the Silvermane Iron Guards behind her.

"Lift the alert. They're not the enemy, they're on our side."

The Silvermane Iron Guards relaxed, and several of the younger soldiers even showed expectant expressions.

After all, the heroic figure of Yang Chaoyue crushing the entire battlefield with a single palm strike on the front line is still fresh in everyone's mind.

Driving an ancient mecha around like this looks like yet another free display of combat power.

Just then, the creation engine burst through the curtain of snow.

The dark purple metallic shell gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and the barbs on its shoulders sliced ​​through the falling snowflakes.

The pulse of light in his chest was beating faster and faster.

But what's even more striking is its mode of movement.

It bends over, with two mechanical arms hanging down on either side of its body, and uses all four limbs when it runs.

Like some odd-shaped species with disproportionately long limbs.

It was rushing towards us in a manner completely contrary to mechanical principles.

Each step sent snow flying from the ground, and each step cracked the guards' composure.

"What the hell?" Qi Ye's lips twitched violently.

"Is this definitely orchestrated by Uncle Yang? Is Uncle Yang's taste really that bad?"

And this running posture... I'm not sure if mechs should run like this, but I'm sure Uncle Yang didn't used to walk like this.

And isn't this mecha a bit strange? Doesn't it look a little too much like a boss?

Xing looked up at the increasingly approaching Strange Species creation engine, and unusually, he showed obvious confusion.

"Uncle Yang doesn't walk like that! Although Uncle Yang walks arrogantly, at least he walks on two legs!"

The sound of March 7th pierced the sky.

Jepard gripped the weapon he had just loosened his grip on tightly again.

He turned to look at Bronya.

Her face showed a struggling expression that seemed to say, "I really want to believe Yang Chaoyue, but this scene is just too outrageous."

A rare hint of uncertainty appeared on Bronya's usually cool face.

She looked at Qiye:

"Mr. Qiye, Ms. Yang Chaoyue usually walks... on two legs, right?"

"It has two legs. I promise."

Sometimes he can fly without using his legs, but he would never crawl on all fours.

Qi Ye raised her hands.

The creation engine suddenly stopped less than 300 meters away from everyone.

With its limbs on the ground, the mechanical head rose, and the dark purple pulse light on its chest beat faster and faster.

It emits a low, dense hum.

Then it raised its right arm, and a huge mechanical hand opened in the night sky.

The camera was taken directly at the location where everyone was.

Before the giant hand even landed, the wind pressure it generated had already sent the snow on the ground flying everywhere.

"Everyone be careful! Uncle Yang has finally gone mad!!!"

March 7th grabbed Xier and jumped backward.

"spread!"

Dan Heng let out a low shout, tapped his spear on the ground, and used the momentum to dart to the side.

The Iron Guards were indeed well-trained soldiers.

After a brief moment of shock, they immediately implemented tactical dispersal and sought cover.

The giant hand slammed down where they had just stood, cracking the permafrost and sending snow flying.

The shockwave knocked several of the nearest Iron Guards to the ground.

But those mechanical eyes were fixed on the star that was standing still, looking up at it.

"Its target isn't us, it's the stars!"

Qiye immediately realized this, and although she didn't know what had happened, she was determined to stop him.

So I looked again at the light cone of the "man with his own background music" in the system repository.

We've already sung the Journey to the West background music, and skipped "You're So Beautiful, Chicken," so can we find a more serious song this time?

Never mind, let's give it a try.

System notification: Activated.

Exclusive background music is loading—automatically matching based on the host's current mental state and the battlefield situation.

Matching complete.

Track: Urumanu Song

Style: Epic.

Ah~~~

Ah~ Ahhhh

Ah~~~

As a clear, ethereal voice rang out, a spotlight descended from the sky.

The entire Qi Ye was enveloped in a dazzling beam of light.

He opened his eyes, a relieved smile on his lips.

This time it's finally not some abstract song.

His body began to glow, spreading from his chest to his limbs.

He spread his arms, and his body grew larger, taller, and brighter as he rapidly ascended.

The light exploded, creating a huge halo in the air.

At the center of the halo, a giant in silver and white stepped out of the void.