Chapter 855 - 590: Magneto-Weapon!

Black Stone Trade Headquarters, top-floor secret chamber.

Three high-level executives sat around a table, their expressions grim and their presence cold and piercing.

"We can’t wait any longer. Our intelligence lines have found nothing; we must take action ourselves."

The president tapped his fingers on the table, his voice as cold as ice:

"Transmit my orders, launch three heavy star warships, deploy private military-grade mechs, and head straight to Mining Star 109."

"Whatever the cost, we must find the Star God’s source!"

"The president’s words are absolutely correct."

The three reached a consensus in an instant without any hesitation and headed directly to the warship dock.

A moment later.

The engines of the three massive warships roared, shattering the atmosphere, and sped fiercely towards Mining Star 109.

The warship hulls were clad in superalloy armor with main cannons lining up, the barrels emanating a deathly light, exuding an overwhelming power of star-destroying might.

There is a generally accepted fact in the Federation:

Before achieving Immortality, the combat power of top-tier military mechs is sufficient to crush 99% of the world’s cultivators.

In peak state, they even possess planet-exploding destructive power.

Above Mining Star 109.

The three heavy warships hovered slowly, casting an endless shadow over the entire planet.

Inside the bridge, the three executives were already dressed in silver military mechs.

The lines of the mechs were as smooth as a creation of death, dark patterns flowed with energy light, shoulder-mounted dual high-energy main cannons, palm-embedded folding laser blades, energy fields around them fluctuating slightly, pressing the space into a soft tremor.

"No need for words, take action directly."

The president’s voice came through the communicator, icy and resolute:

"First raze the surface, then clean up the underground snake people, make sure to find the Star God’s source."

"Understood!"

The other two responded in unison.

The next moment.

The main cannons of the three warships lifted slowly, their muzzles gathering dazzling white incandescent light.

Energy compressed madly, the surrounding starry magnetic field twisted, boiled, and grew chaotic.

In an instant—

Three auxiliary sky-based main cannons erupted with a roar!

Beams tore through the void, trailing long light tails, with a piercing shriek of annihilation, striking fiercely at Mining Star 109.

Boom—!!!

The ultimate explosion echoed through the stars.

The moment the sky-based cannon hit the ground, the earth directly disintegrated, the crust ripped apart like paper.

Lava soared skyward, mountains shattered, shockwaves swept over ten thousand miles, and the entire planet’s surface had a layer forcibly shaved off.

Smoke and dust blotted out the sky and sun, the atmosphere was pierced, the outer crust vaporized instantly, high temperatures twisted the light, making the entire starry sky appear bizarrely bent.

Underground tunnels.

Tens of thousands of snake people faced total annihilation.

A violent earthquake swept through, vast sections of the tunnels collapsed, giant rocks fell crazily.

Countless snake people were smashed into meat paste on the spot, blood mixed with broken stones, wails, hisses, and laments rose and fell, only to be completely swallowed in the aftermath of the sky-based cannon.

The tunnel, just filled with fighting spirit, turned into a purgatory in an instant.

Out of the tens of thousands of snake people, not even one in ten survived.

The survivors were all severely injured, their breaths weak as candles flickering in the wind.

Inside the bridge.

Through the holographic view, the three executives looked down at the scorched planet, their eyes showing not a trace of mercy, only a hint of regret.

"It’s a shame about this mining star, the ore has not been fully extracted yet."

"Those snake people, if they were alive, could still mine, it could be a fortune."

The president sneered:

"Some ore, a group of slaves, what do they count for compared to the Star God’s source?"

"As long as we obtain the source, what worry does Black Stone Trade have of no mining stars, or no slaves?"

With those words.

Three mechs simultaneously leaped from the warship hatch, turning into three silver lightnings, crashing into the ruined surface.

At the moment of landing, the ground collapsed once again into a massive pit, crushed stone shockwaves swept in all directions.

"Begin the harvest, leave no survivors."

"Search every inch, the Star God’s source must be found!"

The president issued the command.

The high-energy cannons on the mech’s shoulder fired instantly in unison, dense energy beams poured down like torrential rain, the laser blades fully expanded, cold lights flickered, like the Scythe of Death harvesting wildly.

"Rotate!"

"Rotate!"

At the moment the mechs went full throttle, the planet’s magnetic field was completely stirred up.

The originally chaotic magnetic field, under the mech’s traction, spun madly and condensed into one furious magnetic vortex after another.

Piercing hums tore through the sky.

Rubble, lava, air molecules, even energy streams were all ripped, shredded, and pulverized by the vortices, exploding with world-ending destructive force.

The earth trembled wildly, the remaining tunnels completely collapsed.

More snake people were ripped apart alive by the magnetic field, becoming sky-filling blood mist.

The violent crushing of the magnetic field brought not only death but also gradually broke down the snake people’s last will.

The surviving snake people watched their kin die tragically in succession, as their homeland turned into a purgatory, the fear in their eyes gradually extinguished.

What replaced it was faith and hatred burning to the extreme madness.

It was the desperate resolve to perish together.

"Goddess protect us! Perish together with the demons!"

An eight-armed snake person roared to the sky, their spirit light surged, their body swelled with a boom, transforming into a Kermoyin giant snake dozens of feet long.

The snake body was jet-black like ink, the scales harder than mithril, vertical pupils scarlet as blood, spewing thick black venom, charging fiercely at the nearest mech.

There was one, now there are two!

The surviving snake people all howled and transformed into giant beasts.

Zolarian Black Snakes, Molok Ghost Snakes, dozens of Kermoyin Giant Snakes converged into a frenzy, forming a tide of snakes covering the sky and sun, madly pouncing towards the three mechs.

The snakes’ roars shattered the skies, venom sprayed everywhere, giant tails swept across the land, even the violent magnetic vortices became more chaotic from the snake swarm’s impact.

"Petrification Art—!"

Dozens of Kermoyin Giant Snakes exhaled simultaneously.

Gray-white petrification divine light sprayed forth, everywhere it touched, lava solidified, stones crystallized, air stagnated, even the magnetic field appeared to pause momentarily.

The divine light swept in, aiming to petrify the three iron demons completely.

"Ridiculous!"

The vice president sneered coldly.

The mech’s energy shields fully activated in an instant, the pale blue light covering the entire body.

The petrification divine light struck the shield, producing a harsh sizzling sound, smoke rose, yet not a single crack could be left behind.

The mecha raised its hand, and a high-energy beam was instantly fired.

The Comoyan giant snake at the forefront was directly pierced through, its scales shattered, and blood sprayed wildly, crashing heavily to the ground, twitching a few times before falling completely silent.

Yet the snake swarm showed no sign of retreating.

They used their bodies to crash into the shield, their fangs to tear at the armor, and their petrifying divine light to continuously deplete the energy, fearlessly charging forward in death-defying determination.

The fangs of the Comoyan giant snakes were sharp enough to rip through battleship armor, biting into the mecha’s shell with a grating sound of friction, leaving shallow marks but never breaking through that layer of alloy barrier.

The mecha charged and rampaged through the snake tide, as if entering an uninhabited land.

The laser blade swept horizontally, slicing several giant snakes in half with a single stroke, and the pillars of blood shot up into the sky.

The high-energy cannon bombardment caused each shot to explode into large clouds of blood mist, with snake corpses piling up like mountains, their blood dyeing the ruins red, mingled with magma and crushed stones, reaching the peak of tragic intensity.

The magnetic field was still violently rotating.

The mecha leveraged the power of the magnetic field, its combat power soaring once more, swirling vortices around it that tore through everything, each blow infused with the power to shred flesh and divine souls.

The snake swarm was relentlessly crushed, torn apart, and annihilated.

Even with their frenzied bloodline, strange magic, and resolute will, all resistance seemed pale and insignificant in the face of absolute pulverization.

...

High up in the sky.

The void was slightly distorted.

Chen Sheng’s gaze silently covered the battlefield.

He didn’t make another move.

Before these mechas arrived, the elder of the Snake People had already dispersed with a group of Snake People, enough to take root and sprout elsewhere.

He quietly watched the three mechas, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

He clearly perceived that as the planetary magnetic field stirred, a peculiar resonance formed between the mechas and the world.

The mechas seemed to be augmented by the magnetic field of the entire planet, unleashing extremely strong combat power.

Chen Sheng murmured to himself with a note of admiration:

"Magnetic field mecha... yet another brilliant Great Dao, quite intriguing."

...

Half an hour later.

The battlefield had fallen completely silent.

The three mechas stood in the boundless ruins, their shells covered in snake blood and rubble, the energy shields flickering lightly, still exuding an intimidating aura.

The violent magnetic field gradually calmed.

Hundreds of thousands of Snake People were nearly wiped out.

Only a few giant snakes remained barely alive, lying in pools of blood, completely devoid of the strength to move.

The three high-level controllers of the mechas began a carpet search.

Every remaining mine tunnel, every gigantic boulder, every inch of blood-soaked land was thoroughly scrutinized.

The high-energy detectors operated at full capacity, missing not a single trace of Star God essence.

Yet regardless of how they searched, nothing was found.

Not to mention the Star God essence, not even the faintest remnant of divine resonance was captured.

"What’s going on? Where is the Star God essence?"

The president’s face was dark enough to drip water:

"Impossible! For the Snake People to undergo large-scale transformation, even to the point of developing eight arms, they must have been granted the Star God essence!"

"Capture the remaining Snake People and interrogate them severely!"

The mecha moved forward, grabbing the barely breathing giant snake, forcibly returning it to human form, binding it tightly with energy chains.

Under brutal torment, a young Snake Person finally broke down, shouting hoarsely:

"No... no essence..."

"It was the Mother God... the blessing of the Mother of All Snakes... the Mother God’s protection..."

"The blessing of the Mother of All Snakes?"

The three high-level members exchanged glances, their eyes instantly filled with terror, cold sweat soaking the interior cabin of the mecha.

One high-level member’s voice trembled:

"Could it be... that the already deceased Star God... has been resurrected?"

"I don’t know." The president forcefully suppressed his fear, his tone grave, "The Star Gods are the highest secrets of the Federation, we don’t know the details at all."

"But if she truly resurrected... everything we did today is a certain death!"

"We can’t hide it! Absolutely can’t hide it!" the vice president said urgently, "This matter is too big, we can’t handle it; we must report it to the Federation immediately, let them deal with it!"

The president was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily:

"You’re right. Immediately report to the Federation, every detail, not a word left out, everything must be reported!"

...

Federation Starfield, Celestial Wolf Star System Governor’s Mansion.

Governor Li Bai sat in the main position of the conference hall, holding the urgent report from Blackstone Commerce, his brow furrowed, his expression as grave as could be.

He wore the black governor’s uniform, surrounded by spiritual qi as vast as the sea, and his cultivation had already stepped into the threshold of Immortal King, his aura deep and imposing.

"Star God resurrection?"

Li Bai murmured, his eyes full of disbelief:

"Impossible..."

"I clearly remember, back then the origin of the Mother of All Snakes was thoroughly refined by Master, no residue should remain, much less resurrect!"

His heart was suddenly moved.

"There must be some hidden truth, I must report it to Master immediately."

Li Bai hesitated no longer, his figure flashing.

A blood-red mecha completely covered his body, its patterns hideous, exuding an overwhelming aura of blood.

The bloody wings unfolded behind the mecha, the energy so violent it tore through space, and with a step forward, he directly broke into the dark universe.

In the dark universe, time and space were chaotic, light twisted, and dark energy surged wildly.

Only Li Bai’s blood-colored mecha radiated red light, shuttling through the void rapidly, nearly ignoring spatial distances.

Before long.

Li Bai stepped out from the dark universe, arriving at an endless starry domain.

This place was entirely different from ordinary star space, with energy fluctuations so terrifying they made the stars tremble as if on the verge of collapse.

Li Bai dispelled the mecha, bowing respectfully, and called out towards the depths of the domain:

"Disciple Li Bai requests to see Master!"

His voice echoed in the starry space, lingering for quite some time.

A moment later.

A vague magnetic field light shadow slowly emerged from the depths of the domain.

Without a specific form, even a mere trace of its aura made Li Bai tense up, not daring to make the slightest movement.

This light shadow was none other than his Master, Jiang Ming.

Li Bai was inwardly astonished:

"Master’s power has grown again... This aura probably surpasses that of an ordinary Immortal Emperor..."

"I wonder how he compares to Uncle Zhou Yang?"

He dared not have the slightest distraction, bowing again, his tone becoming even more respectful:

"Master, the disciple has an important matter to report. About the Mother of All Snakes..."