The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

Magnet Brother was far away and didn't actually hear what Miss Butterfly said, but he did see Miss Butterfly seem to wave her hand.

He then waved his hand sheepishly.

"I'm so handsome..."

Seeing that Miss Butterfly had escaped unscathed with Yue Sheng, Song Gua was relieved.

"Magnetic Bro, come back."

"No! I'll give the brothers a big one!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Hand-crafted mecha!"

"???"

All that could be seen, from the sky to the ground, were fragments of the broken celestial machines, all converging towards Magnet Brother.

This is the large-scale use of talent.

Magnet Bro was sweating profusely, his veins bulging, and his blue bar rapidly decreasing, forcing him to hold a blue bottle in his mouth.

At this moment, he really hoped for a healing sequence that could restore his mana.

Blue potion tastes awful.

"Unleash your imagination! This is my mecha!"

Compared to the vastness of the sky and the earth, Magnet Brother's body is insignificant.

However, when all the metal fragments gathered towards him, it created a spectacular scene reminiscent of a hundred birds paying homage to a phoenix.

At this moment, Song Gua really wanted to give him a high-energy background music.

Magnet Brother was seen gesturing wildly, maximizing his talent and multitasking.

He reassembled, pieced together, and squeezed together the countless metal fragments, painstakingly creating a GD-660!

A knock-off.

A crooked mouth and slanted eyes, asymmetrical left and right, thick left leg and thin right leg, bent cannon barrel, jammed arm movement, chest attached to back...

The clones synchronize with the memories of either the photographer or the magnet, keeping up with the situation on site.

Everyone who saw this complained.

"You call this a mecha?!"

"Why don't you just ride a tricycle and collect scrap?"

"It's too ugly, I can't bear to look at it."

Magnet Brother stepped on two metal fragments and flew towards the head of the mecha he was rubbing with his hands.

"Don't worry about the details! The important thing is that the weapon I created is actually usable! Let me assemble the head!"

As he spoke, a cockpit opened on the head of the knock-off mecha, and Magnet Brother jumped inside.

Song Gua is getting a little curious.

Magnet Guy uses metal to create weapons, and the weapons are actually usable. His skills also adapt to the weapons, which he knows.

Can I create a mecha?

How can an S+ level talent be this unreasonable?

Just as I was thinking this, the knock-off mecha's eyes lit up, its chest reactor lit up, and all the indicator lights on its body lit up!

Magnet Brother's magnetic voice also came from the loudspeaker.

"Now it's my turn!"

Handsome!

So cool!

The clones were filled with envy.

I really want Magnet Bro to make one for me to play with too.

After all, mecha is a man's romance!

Zhang Erhe lightly swung his knife, and a flash of light flew out, striking the mecha that Magnet Brother had hand-crafted.

"Bang!!"

"Hahaha! Zhang Erhe! My mecha is a product of my rich imagination! It's even more robust than the original version from the Celestials! You think you can beat me..."

"Splash..."

It's falling apart.

"...It can also be broken."

Thousands upon thousands of fragments fell from the sky like rain.

Magnet Guy is holding a steering wheel in his hand and sitting in a seat in mid-air.

He looked around.

"Where's my huge mecha??"

A chorus of boos rose from below; it was the professionals from all over who had come to support Glory City.

"Tch—this bandit is making such a big show of himself, I really thought he could build mechs by hand."

"His coolness only lasted three seconds."

"So easily defeated, I could do it myself!"

"It looks impressive, but it's useless."

Magnet Brother covered his face and made the driver's seat float in mid-air.

"So embarrassing..."

Zhang Erhe did not continue his attack.

He had calmed down by now, looked at Magnet Brother who seemed to want to disappear into thin air, and said.

"You don't seem to be that bandit from earlier."

Magnet Bro retorted.

"Nonsense! We have plenty of bandits, 1.4 billion!"

Zhang Erhe glanced in the direction of the No. 3 Guard City, then in the direction of the main city, calculating something in his mind.

"Alright, the bandits have breached the city's defenses and killed the guards. Someone has to take responsibility for their crimes. Come with me!"

Zhang Erhe started catching bandits again.

Now that Du Minghui is present, his goal can no longer be to silence them in public.

He took out his divine treasure, the seven-story pagoda, intending to use its control abilities to bind Magnet Brother and capture him.

But who can catch the bandits?

Song Gua can simply exchange a cannon fodder for him to self-destruct.

However, before Zhang Erhe could make a move, a new situation arose at the Dark Star Vortex.

The mirror-image bandits, lining up to self-destruct, used the anti-dark energy within their bodies to continuously shrink the cosmic-level channel created by the Dark Compass.

The mysterious entity at the other end of the passage has so far only managed to extend a pitch-black hand.

His hands were enormous, with a diameter of over 500 meters.

This raises a question: even if the Dao of Sitting in Oblivion doesn't shrink the vortex, a passage with a diameter of less than a thousand meters shouldn't be enough for Him to pass through, right?

Or is it that this being has a very unusual appearance, with all parts of its body being relatively small except for its hands?

No one had ever seen the Dark Emperor, so naturally no one understood this point.

However, the only thing that Zuowangdao, Wan Jianyi, and the others were certain of was that the one on the other side of the passage was unlikely to be able to cross.

The passage created by the Dark Compass was probably just barely large enough for Him to pass through.

This shrinking caused Him to get stuck on the other side.

Now, the vortex has shrunk and fits perfectly onto this giant hand.

It feels like if it shrinks any smaller, the power of space will start to cut this hand off.

This is what those who practice the Dao of Sitting in Oblivion look forward to the most.

They're going to kill Dark Emperor's hand single-handedly!

"The Dao of Forgetfulness! You will not succeed! Today, even if I must sacrifice my own spirit, I will not let your amusement come to pass!!"

Upon hearing this, the Daoists who were inherently happy and content were furious.

They hate it most when others don't give them fun.

"Explode! Explode them all! Explode together!!"

They stopped queuing and, like fireworks, burst forth in all directions.

The Dark Compass was also driven mad.

"Too late! I will strip away this portion of Blue Star's space, allowing it to retreat completely back to Dark Star!"

Mirror Ghost Brother roared.

"I don't understand!! Boom boom boom!!"

Dark Compass: "Your mother..."

On the private jet not far away, Du Minghui watched this scene and was deeply moved.

"Wan Jianyi, is this the 'Sitting in Oblivion' Dao that your Special Affairs Bureau has been dealing with lately?"

"Yes, them..."

"Are they really as the rumors say, causing destruction everywhere, playing pranks on citizens, and blowing up many of the Special Affairs Bureau's buildings?"

"District Chief, if they truly prevented the Dark Emperor from descending by sacrificing themselves, then these mistakes..."

"Their merits and demerits cancel each other out. Let's not pursue the rest of them because of what happened before."

Wan Jianyi showed a relieved expression.

Regardless of the purpose behind the Daoist practice of sitting in oblivion.

Their achievements are enough to be recorded in the annals of Earth and to be remembered for eternity.

Suddenly, just as one of the mirror images was about to self-destruct, it remembered something and pulled a bronze mirror out of its backpack.

"The Dark Mirror is here! Whoever grabs it keeps it!!"

After saying that, he stood directly on the Dark Emperor's hand and threw the Dark Bronze Mirror down from the sky.

Song Gua, Wan Jianyi, Du Minghui, Zhang Erhe, the retreating portion of Miss Butterfly's army, and the professional reinforcements on the ground...

Everyone stared wide-eyed.

"Rob!"

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