Abnormalities

At dusk, a curfew was imposed throughout the Black City.

Squads of Level-4 Blade Soldiers patrolled the streets of the Black City.

The entire Black City was forbidden from lighting a single lamp, leaving it in pitch-black darkness. It formed a world without light, resembling a city of deathly silence. Only the mechanical swordsmen, with their glowing red electronic eyes, moved through the darkness, appearing extremely terrifying.

The ground trembled slightly, transmitting the sound of uniform, rhythmic footsteps.

A large force consisting of 200 Level-6 Blade Soldiers, 50 Level-7 Shield Soldiers, 100 Level-6 Spearmen, and 30 Level-7 Artillery Soldiers marched through the Black City.

A silver sedan drove slowly in the midst of the large force.

In mid-air, an owl flew silently out of a small hut, its eyes flashing with the unique light of a sentient being.

Not long after the owl flew out of the hut, a red light flickered from a fortress. An electronic eye locked onto the owl, and a 12.5mm gun barrel extended outward.

Accompanied by the sound of tearing fabric and a flash of red light, the owl in the sky was torn to shreds, scattering countless bits of flesh onto the ground.

A squad of a hundred mechanical swordsmen rushed over from the distance, quickly arriving in front of the small hut.

The leading mechanical swordsman swung its blade directly at the door of the wooden hut, shattering it, and led the group inside.

Inside the room, a small candle was lit, its dim light illuminating the interior and making the objects within vaguely visible.

A man and a woman stood in the room; the man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful. When the mechanical swordsmen burst into the room, their faces turned deathly pale.

The young man asked timidly, "My lords, may I ask what is the matter? Why have you broken into our home?"

The mechanical swordsmen raised the alloy battle blades in their hands and lunged directly at the young man and woman.

"Oily Art!" The woman, who looked quite ordinary, gritted her teeth and pointed at the lead mechanical swordsman, casting a Level-0 Trick.

The mechanical swordsman slipped and fell directly to the ground.

The mechanical swordsmen behind it did not slow down; they trampled over the fallen comrade and continued to lunge forward.

Looking at the expressionless mechanical swordsmen, the young man couldn't help but shout, "We surrender! We are spies for the White Elephant's Fang, and we are also envoys sent by the White Elephant's Fang. Please stop! I wish to seek an audience with the Steel Lord Yang Ye!"

Six alloy battle blades stopped in an instant, their sharp edges resting just one centimeter away from the young man.

Ten alloy battle blades also stopped beside the beautiful woman's neck, scaring her so much that she dared not move a muscle. During the battle to break the city, the two of them had witnessed the cold-blooded ruthlessness of these mechanical swordsmen. No matter how the rioters who took advantage of the chaos begged, the mechanical swordsmen killed them without mercy, not acting like humans at all.

A mechanical swordsman said in a synthesized, emotionless voice, "Follow me! If you make any suspicious moves, you will only have one path: death."

The two spies from the White Elephant's Fang breathed a slight sigh of relief and, under the escort of the mechanical swordsmen, obediently walked toward the prison.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Following a series of continuous cannon blasts, a rat hiding in a corner of a wall was blown apart along with the corner of the nearby building, turning into fragments.

After the rat that had been hiding in the dark corner was eliminated, the 6-meter-tall Level-6 Spearman—equipped with four six-barreled Vulcan cannons and twin 37mm caliber anti-aircraft cannons—flickered its red electronic eyes and lowered one of its six-barreled Vulcan cannons.

The methods of Warlocks were diverse and extremely bizarre. Some Warlocks could easily manipulate various animals to act as their eyes and ears for reconnaissance.

Yang Feng knew too little about those methods. The only thing he could do was to annihilate every animal and human that approached his true body while avoiding everyone else.

The sounds of gunfire and artillery rang out incessantly. Along the route Yang Feng was taking, squads of Level-4 Spearmen and Level-4 Blade Soldiers patrolled constantly, annihilating all moving creatures such as rats and cockroaches.

The motorcade stopped in front of the Wizard Tower. The shield on the arm of the 8-meter-tall shield soldier flashed, forming a massive protective barrier that completely enveloped the area.

Yang Feng's true body stepped out of the silver car and walked into the Wizard Tower.

A crack squad of elite Level-6 Main Battle Robots immediately stood guard around the Wizard Tower.

Accompanied by the Boni robot, Yang Feng once again arrived at the altar at the very bottom of the Wizard Tower.

Yang Feng took a deep look at the egg on the altar, walked up to it, took out a syringe, drew a tube of blood, and dripped it onto the egg.

Magic patterns resembling silk threads flashed on the egg, and Yang Feng's blood immediately sank into it. A timid mental fluctuation emanated from the egg, cautiously making contact with Yang Feng.

Yang Feng set up a sleeping mat beside the giant egg. While stroking it, he channeled the secret technique taught to him by the Boni robot, allowing his mind to become incredibly ethereal before transmitting his own mental fluctuations.

As soon as Yang Feng's mental fluctuations merged with the consciousness within the egg, a wonderful sense of joy, as if waking from loneliness and darkness, was transmitted from the egg. It intertwined tightly with Yang Feng's mind, instantly engulfing the untrained Yang Feng and causing him to pass out.

Oh no! How could this happen? I haven't made any arrangements yet!! A thought flashed through Yang Feng's mind before he lost consciousness.

The previously lifeless Boni robot's eyes flashed with a hint of human-like confusion, and it whispered, "What is going on? According to Boni's memory analysis, such a thing should not happen at all! It seems this egg that appeared from the Forbidden Stone is not ordinary."

It was the super-intelligence No. 3796 that had taken over control of the Boni robot.

No. 3796 walked to Yang Feng's side, its right hand squirming and transforming into mechanical tentacles that enveloped Yang Feng's head.

No. 3796 analyzed, "The master is not dead! However, the ritual must continue, otherwise the master will become an idiot or a true waste! During this period, protecting the master is the first priority."

Mysterious fluctuations quickly spread throughout Yang Feng's forces. All the Arsenals began to operate day and night, frantically producing various combat weapons. Except for the necessary defensive forces, mechanical legions were quickly transferred from their stations to wait for orders in the Black City.