Chapter 1927 - 991: Delivery to Your Door

The long preparation and flashy 'monkey act' ultimately did not disappoint Ji Jue's expectations.

After a frantic shot at the tree trunk, the Root of Death had been pushed by Ji Jue into the second phase of Frenzy, relying on the distance to lure the snake out of the hole and turn the encounter battle into a stand-off battle.

Facing the frenzied siege of over sixty self-destructing legions, Ji Jue remained steady, unaffected.

Got something to say?

Say it to my hundreds of thousands of reserve Gold Bullets, the fully armed Peace Cat Combat Team, and the Matrix Holy Relic Hydra!

Although leaving the water environment has somewhat restricted Hydra's performance, the navy does have marines, don't they?

These nine Titan Level autonomous combat beasts, their Spirit of Creation were all meticulously selected by Ji Jue from all the members of the Fly King, existing after three developments and enhancements, with stability and self-awareness far surpassing their peers.

Moreover, every accessory on their bodies, even the core structures, are all carefully crafted results of Three-phase Alchemy combined with the Dust Mist Formation, reinforced by the triple Blessing Chain of Non-Attack.

The values expected of a legion are not lacking in any regard.

Leaving aside the battles through the Thousand Islands, deploying secretly to support the White Country Restoration Army in Central Earth wasn't a one-time affair, being battle-hardened and seasoned with rich experience.

In fact, because the legion members are born fast and die fast, blessings are easy to find. Among these nine, three are already equipped with the high-level legion three-piece set of Critical Strike Armor Piercing Belt with Lashing!

Sorry, this is what it means to be a Whale, this is what it means to be a craftsman!

As long as you're willing to incur losses and sacrifice, this armed force isn't scared to confront those Face Stripping Legion's self-destruct troops head-on!

Besides, with the advantage of terrain, fire support, and the coordination of repair cats, and with the enhancement of the Sacrificial Master, and the mission is merely to fend off an attack?

It's as easy as eating and drinking water. Below the wall, the standby Peace Cats are so idle they're picking at their feet on the ground... Let's just say Lu Feng taught them well.

At this moment, amidst the earth-shaking turbulence, two utterly different blood-fires clashed together like tides. Beneath the fortress, where both sides engaged closely, the front lines advanced and retreated continuously, like a vast maw ceaselessly chewing and devouring lives.

That might be the grim visage of the legion revealed on the ground, or perhaps the never-satiated maw of Slaughter, or maybe both?

After all, the legion is never stingy, and Slaughter is never miserly.

It's hard to find any comparison among the Superior and Great Evil in this regard.

Entry is straightforward with values, operation, and inheritance, with a high lower limit and not-low upper limit, and never hedging when handling affairs for money.

When necessary, even without money, they won't be sloppy!

Even spending their own money!

Now on both sides, one is just a remnant mark engraved through time, merely a mirage in the Border Hell Layer. The other is entirely mechanical monsters driven by Spirits of Creation.

Not a single living person, can't even gather a pound of meat or two ounces of blood. Even the Face-Stripping Warriors themselves, and the offerings sent up, are just Shadows of Nothingness beyond time.

But even if they are fleeting remnants born at dawn and dying by dusk, as long as this fighting spirit remains, as long as the will to conquer and triumph persists, then the Witness of Superior and Great Evil will not cease.

——Sacrificial Master Tong Hen, still responds to the call!

A狂笑ing panting sound arises, yet it also resembles a bitter sob.

Under the cover of Blood Flames, a shattered corpse cracks its head upwards, and on the blood-red face covered with cracks, it seems to cry or laugh, with blinding light bursting from its pupils.

The dried blood scabs across its body, like blades, actually link and tug beneath the blood and flesh, amplifying the pain and agony brought by each movement.

Offer the Sacrificial Master an offering!

This so-called [pain].

Tong Hen is a compassionate Sacrificial Master, extraordinarily generous, as long as you offer pain, it will grant you its blessing. No matter where or when, if you provide offerings, it will always respond without refusal.

The greater the pain and suffering, the stronger the blessing received, and the more profound the pain and destruction inflicted upon the enemy!

Even if the opponent isn't alive, it's the same!

All of the spirit kind cannot escape from the torment of pain.

Even if the Spirits of Creation have no flesh to perceive, this pain constantly echoing from the soul and consciousness, escalating ever more intensely, does not slacken at all.

Boom!!!

The colossal mechanical beast, akin to a giant elephant, opens its mouth, roaring aloud, its entire body spiraling into frenzy under the stimulation of pain, charging forward at full speed.

Raising its foot, it stomps with brutal force, ravaging, constantly thrashing its body, trying to fling off opponents clinging onto it, rampaging across the entire battlefield.

Eventually, however, it is climbed upon by one Face-Stripping Warrior after another, recklessly destroyed, with limbs severed, collapsing onto the ground.

Only the alarm keeps scrolling like a waterfall.

[Engine Four lost power, Fuel Element pipeline damaged, detected Fuel Element leakage.]

[Damage detected in body framework]

[Sensor out of control, damage control system crashed]

[Warning——the extent of body damage has reached the limit——Warning——Warning——]

[Final preservation protocol triggered]

[Self-Destruction sequence initiated——]

Beep!

After the last crisp alert, the roaring explosion reverberates across the entire battlefield, with blinding light erupting, unleashing a Fuel Element frenzy.

At the center of the entire battlefield, a tornado of flame suddenly rises, spreading violently, engulfing all the surrounding Face-Stripping Warriors within it.

More than four Face-Stripping Warriors who hadn't managed to evacuate were vaporized in an instant, and others suffered varying degrees of carbonization and severe injuries.

Before this... under the guidance of a strand of silver light, the well-preserved black box descended from the heavens via the explosion's shock wave, falling into the fortress.

On the Peace Cat's temporary assembly line, the brain-like black box was fitted into a simple temporary exoskeleton, and it angrily crawled up from the ground, meowing in frustration!

It ran to Ji Jue's feet, hopping around and trying to act cute repeatedly, hoping for another chance.

"I told you, don't get overexcited." Ji Jue sighed, patting its head: "Now, I'm afraid you'll have to go to the curtain assembly line to screw things together.

If you wait to exchange points again, I'm afraid it's going to take a long time.

There's no other way, it's not like you weren't overdoing it earlier. Just a few days ago, Isis issued regulations that if you cause major losses due to your own decision-making, the company won't reimburse you."

Instantly, the cat became even more anxious, especially in the mocking communications from its companions, rolling around on the ground in anger.

Ji Jue could only repeatedly comfort it, then pretend not to see.

There's no choice, whenever he wanted to lead the way in violating factory regulations and do something against the rules, he always felt there was a pair of cold eyes watching him from behind.

It was terrifying!

It's not about being afraid, but rather it's about considering the bigger picture. After all, Isis has such a heavy workload every day and still has to manage this group of naturally battle-crazy Spirits of Creation; it's really not easy, so let's not stress her out, right?

Have some tea!

Amidst the rumble, Ji Jue picked up his teacup, leisurely crossing his legs and revisited "Ten Theories."

Even though the words inside were already familiar, after all, they were handwritten insights from previous Matrix holders, and every time he read them, he gained new understanding and thoughts.

As for anything else...

Is there really anything of importance left?

Boom!

Like heavenly fire falling, intense light descended from above.

In the distance, a bloodied massive hand emerged from the trunk of the Root of Death, breaking off a branch of its own and hurling it towards the fortress.

Amidst the giant wind elephant, a huge gap was gouged out.

Yet still, it was utterly useless.

Under the flow of silver light, it was quickly repaired, solidifying the fortress's defenses like a fortress made of gold and jade.

Even outside, the situation hadn't changed much.

After all, the losses of the giant elephant were within the expected range of losses, mostly because it foolishly charged out unnecessarily. And one wave was not in vain, creating a considerable battle result.

Furthermore, spare parts, this kind of thing, were available in abundance.

Everything was within the plan!

On the contrary, on the other side, the Root of Death became increasingly anxious, the arm extended from the trunk kept breaking off its own branches and throwing them out, yet it could create no effect.

Until finally, it became completely frustrated.

For what was just born, it didn't have the vast capital and margin for error that the future held, and the Face-Stripping Warriors had already suffered more than half losses!

If things continue like this, it'll end up as a lone commander.

Faced with this, the enraged Root of Death decided to... directly enter the fray itself!

If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to it!

The blood-soaked black giant tree pulled twisted, massive roots from beneath the ground, continuously wriggling and changing, and began advancing towards the fortress!

Behind the cracked trunk, dozens of bloody arms extended, either withered or robust, pulling sharp, sword-like branches from its burning blood crown.

Amid the rumbling earth and mountains, it took one step at a time toward the fortress!

Next...

Explosive roar!

The many 'land mines' buried between both sides before the action were finally triggered!

Sensing the opponent's capabilities and changes earlier, how could Ji Jue not prepare defenses? Rather he had been scheming all along to force the Root of Death to deliver itself!

At this moment, among the wriggling tree roots, silver light burst forth from beneath the soil.

Under the silver radiance, they continued to extend, transforming into a barbed wire structure, rapidly growing, falling onto the massive body of the Root of Death, heavily tangling.

One or two roots were but trivial things like spider silk, even ten or a hundred weren't worth mentioning for the size of the Root of Death, but when thousands and tens of thousands of thorns wrapped around it, and kept growing, the Root of Death was already deeply trapped.

As a product of Three-phase Alchemy, these creations named 'Wild Grass' bear the characteristics of solid alchemy and gas alchemy.

Like the blessing of Earth bears the sea, they instinctively extract spiritual substance and strengthen material.

Moreover, they are not picky about intake, with an astonishing conversion rate!

As consumables, they don't need to be of lasting quality but rather exert all their value entirely in one-time use!

Hence, the Mutated Transformation, naturally bizarre and uncanny.

Like now.