Diablo’s production proceeded in full swing, and the disciples weren’t idle either, continuing to do sect missions as usual alongside cultivation.
“Who should get these mechs?” Jun Changxiao began considering.
Li Qingyang and other core disciples already had first-revolution strength, so giving them these would obviously be useless. He needed to select others.
“Sect Master.”
Xue Rengui said, “My War Cavalry Hall needs these mechs!”
“Hmph.”
The Purple Scale Demon King said coolly, “Does my Spirit Beast Hall not need them?”
“Hall Master Purple,” Xue Rengui said helplessly, “Are you planning to have demon beasts operate this technically demanding equipment?”
“So what?”
The Purple Scale Demon King stood up, “Looking down on my beast clan?”
As hall masters of two Eternal Sect halls, when good things appeared they naturally had to compete, because Diablo units were currently too few—not fighting meant missing out.
“It’s not looking down.”
Xue Rengui said, “It’s that our War Cavalry Hall is obviously more suitable!”
“Bullshit!”
The Purple Scale Demon King said, “My Spirit Beast Hall members have cultivated these years, our intelligence is no worse than your War Cavalry Hall!”
“Hall Master Purple, you dropped money.”
“Where where!”
A Zi looked down searching for a long time, confirming there was no money, and roared, “You tricked me!”
“Sect Master.”
Xue Rengui cupped his fists, “With Hall Master Purple’s intelligence, I dare guarantee if mechs are equipped to Spirit Beast Hall, they’ll probably be broken within days!”
“You…”
The Purple Scale Demon King prepared to remove clothes for a fight.
Intelligence might fall a bit short, but brute strength could still beat the opponent down.
Jun Changxiao sipped tea, saying calmly, “How about this—you each get five units. Whoever can better control the mechs gets them.”
Since both halls wanted them, the only way was proving capability.
“Deal!”
Xue Rengui and the Purple Scale Demon King said in unison.
That same day.
Both halls each received five Diablo second-generation mechs.
The Formation Hall also dispatched specialists for guidance, such as how to use internal formations to activate, attack, defend, and fly.
War Cavalry Hall.
After Zhong Yi listened carefully, he dashingly entered the cockpit, placed his hands on the formation barrier, and successfully activated it.
“Hall Master.”
He smiled, “Very simple.”
What was simple for War Cavalry Hall was a nightmare for Spirit Beast Hall, because the Purple Scale Demon King, Old Bull, and others held small notebooks recording various operations, constantly scratching ears and cheeks saying, “Say it again, didn’t hear clearly.”
“…”
The disciple specially sent to explain was depressed.
I’ve repeated it countless times—you didn’t mishear, you simply don’t understand!
Playing with strength, they excelled.
Playing with intelligence, they truly couldn’t.
Especially this kind of mech requiring skillful control of various drive devices truly needed meticulous thinking.
“Too difficult!”
After studying for a day, Spirit Beast Hall members completely gave up, finally handing the five Diablo units to War Cavalry Hall. One by one squatted on mountain peaks, watching others fight back and forth, fly back and forth, eyes full of jealous envy and resentment.
…
“Swish swish swish!”
“Swish swish swish!”
In a dark mountain forest, dozens of martial artists moved quickly. From their footwork and maintained distances, they’d obviously received professional training.
“Boss.”
Shortly, the foremost martial artist stopped, “This should be the Flame Spirit Wolf gathering area.”
A middle-aged man with a side-parted hairstyle smiled, “Eliminate them all, and we can make another fortune.”
This person’s strength was at upper-level Skybreaking Realm. The nearby twenty or thirty subordinates were all at lower or mid-level, belonging to a mercenary-like organization that made a living year-round through hunting.
“Awoo!”
“Awoo!”
Just then, wolf howls came from deep in the forest.
“Boss, we’ve been discovered!” that subordinate said.
“Brothers!”
The lead middle-aged man summoned his weapon, excitedly saying, “Prepare for a big battle!”
“Clang clang clang!”
Subordinates drew weapons of various shapes, power gradually gathering, eyes flashing intense battle intent.
“Awoo!”
“Awoo!”
The wolf howls grew closer.
“Thud thud thud!”
Shortly, flame-like demon beasts emerged from deep in the forest—initially a dozen heads gradually developing to over a hundred!
“Boss, there are way too many!”
The dozens of subordinates had been quite excited, but seeing Flame Spirit Wolf numbers reach over a hundred and still rising, they immediately became somewhat dumbfounded!
“Damn it!”
The lead middle-aged man shouted, “Retreat!”
With their strength, handling dozens was no problem, but facing so many would definitely get them eaten without even bones remaining.
“Swish! Swish!”
Instantly, dozens of martial artists fled toward the forest outskirts.
After running briefly, they discovered three black-robed young people walking over chatting and laughing.
Damn!
With such commotion inside, didn’t they hear?
“Senior Brother, are they fleeing?”
“They look quite comical.”
“Just a bunch of Flame Spirit Wolves.”
Hearing several people discussing them, the lead middle-aged man nearly coughed up blood, though he sneered inwardly, “Since you dare enter, you can conveniently buy us time!”
“Brothers!”
“Run toward these people!”
“Yes!”
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Everyone rushed over, obviously planning to lead the Flame Spirit Wolves to the others, thereby buying themselves escape time.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
Dozens of martial artists passed by the three chatting black-robed martial artists, thinking as they brushed past, “Idiots!”
“Senior Brother, the Flame Spirit Wolves are charging at us.”
When a group of rogue cultivators ran past, the fierce rushing hundred-plus Flame Spirit Wolves locked gazes on them.
“Then eliminate them all.”
When the lead person heard this, he nearly laughed out loud.
With your apparent lower and mid-level Skybreaking Realm, you can eliminate over a hundred Flame Spirit Wolves? I’ll do a handstand and shit!
“Boss, look quick!”
Just then, a subordinate interrupted his thoughts, so he hastily released spirit sense to look, and saw the three young people uniformly remove their black robes, revealing strange clothing with ‘Eternal’ characters on their chests and waist badges marked ‘War Cavalry Hall.’
“Eternal Sect?”
“They’re from Eternal Sect!”
Everyone exclaimed in alarm as the three young people waved their hands, and three Diablo units thunderously appeared before them. They leapt into the cockpits, and after calibrating various instruments, placed their hands on the formation drives.
“Buzz!”
The mechs seemingly assembled from piles of scrap metal suddenly had their eyes flash red light, then raised hands to draw the great swords from their backs, assuming ultra-cool combat stances.
“What is that?”
The lead middle-aged man and subordinates were all dumbfounded.
What it was no longer mattered. What mattered was that when Eternal Sect War Cavalry Hall members activated the mechs, a cruel slaughter immediately commenced!
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Sword light flashed, wild wind filled the air.
“Slash! Slash!”
Instantly, fresh blood bloomed in the radiance, severed limbs danced in the gale.
“Clang!”
After about a moment, the three Diablo units slowly sheathed their great swords marked with the character ‘Fan’ into back scabbards, standing proudly in three areas, surrounded entirely by Flame Spirit Wolf corpses and scattered fire-element crystal cores.
The lead middle-aged man’s legs trembled as he collapsed sitting down, his heart roaring madly, “Can someone tell me what kind of monster that is!”
“Swish!”
The three Eternal Sect disciples jumped out of the cockpits, skillfully cleaning up the battlefield.
Crystal cores, pelts, bones—everything collected.
“Mm?”
Just finished, someone received a voice transmission, then said, “A junior brother encountered trouble doing a sect mission. He wants us to quickly provide support.”
“Let’s go.”
The three jumped into cockpits again, activating flight programs. Wing-like devices on the mechs’ backs opened, then shot skyward spraying streams of light.
Witnessing this scene, the lead middle-aged man’s face strained into a smile.
Haha!
I must be seeing ghosts!
…
Martial artists near Eternal Immortal Mountain all went crazy, because while training outside, they constantly saw Eternal Sect disciples piloting pitch-black strange things appearing in forests or skies.
Most terrifying of all.
When fighting, their strength rivaled first-revolution Core Rotation Realm!
At a certain nameless forbidden land, various rogue cultivators stood outside with collapsed expressions.
Why didn’t they enter? Because just minutes ago, ten Eternal Sect disciples piloting pitch-black monsters entered first.
It’s over.
This forbidden land is in trouble!
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