Siege

Revenge should be based on reason?

Then let the Established Nobles of the Oma Imperial Capital, with their complex and intertwined relationships, judge you and humiliate you again.

Before arriving, Mr. Tuster was well aware of his situation and had no hope that Omar's judicial authorities could clear his name.

He couldn't do anything to Breidan back then, and now he can't do anything to the president of the Royal Academy of Sciences, who is now one of the top leaders in Omar.

Now that Breidan has killed even the last piece of "ironclad evidence," namely Madam Garcia, what does Tuster have left to reason with people?

Moreover, even if there were other evidence, thirty years would be enough to erase everything.

But if the goal is simply to kill Dean Breidan, given Black Dragon City's current strength, it wouldn't be difficult at all. Sending a few top assassins would suffice.

But everything that old man Tuster had was destroyed by this guy, so killing Breidan like this is too easy for him.

Despite his shock, Breidan assumed that Tuster had some reservations since he didn't kill him immediately.

After all, this is the Oma Imperial Capital, and steam technology is the foundation of Omar's nation. If someone were to kill him, the highly respected Dean of the Oma Royal Academy, even the highest-ranking noble would be sent to the gallows.

Thinking this, Breidan suddenly regained his composure, sneering repeatedly, "Hmph! Do you dare kill me?"

He looked at Tuster, a cunning glint in his eyes, and said, "This is the Oma Imperial Capital. If you stop now, the Princess might still be able to protect you. But once you kill me, no one can save you. At that time, you, your foolish Lord of Black Dragon City, and your grandson will all be buried with you!"

Breidan's statement is true; without concrete evidence to "convict" him, anyone who intends to harm him, the president of the Royal Academy of Sciences, would be charged with "endangering national security."

The city guards and imperial guards in the imperial city will definitely not let the murderer go.

Moreover, even if someone is guilty, the crimes of high-ranking nobles are punished by the court, not by an outsider.

The capital city of Wussenbar is nothing compared to the Black Wind Territory of City of Radiance. The nobles of Omar have been operating here for centuries, and their influence is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Even if the "Ten Great Legends" came together to cause trouble, they wouldn't necessarily leave alive.

If Tuster had come alone seeking revenge, Breidan would have worried about being killed. Now, however, he felt that Tust had weighed the pros and cons and dared not make a move.

Could it be that someone is really foolish enough to drag everyone in Black Dragon City down with them for personal revenge?

But he was wrong.

Upon hearing this threat, Tuster stared blankly at Breidan without saying a word.

He demonstrated through his actions whether he dared to kill or not.

Just then, one of the Eight-Armed Deer God's mechanical claws gripped Breidan's arm, which had Storage Ring, as if it were a toothpick, and then gently pried and pulled it.

The power of the machine was so exaggerated that it gave Breidan no chance to resist. With a "crack," his right forearm snapped off at the elbow joint, and then with a "ripping" sound, it was torn in two, and blood gushed out.

"Ah"

Breidan let out a scream, his face instantly draining of color.

His right forearm was torn off, and the intense pain almost made him faint.

Those standing by, wanting to rush to the rescue, were all forced back by the Six-Armed Great Black Blade. Because of Brendan's presence, they hesitated to use their powerful cannons and spells. But precisely because of this, the attacks posed even less of a threat to the Eight-Armed Armor.

Tuster didn't waste any words. Looking at Breidan, who was lying on the ground clutching his severed arm and groaning in pain, he coldly said, "With this amount of blood loss, you probably have about fifteen minutes to live. If no one stops the bleeding, you'll die. So I suggest you use whatever means you have, otherwise you might not have another chance."

"You"

Amidst the excruciating pain, Breidan simply couldn't understand it. Had this guy gone mad? How could he actually dare to kill?!

The plan has far exceeded their expectations.

The original plan was for the City Guard to capture the Black Dragon City group before any of the other forces could react.

Although they knew Ymir would definitely choose to rescue her, it was impossible for a Princess had already lost power in the capital to get anyone out of trouble.

At that time, having the two key figures, Rein and Tuster, in hand will be equivalent to holding the lifeline of "Black Dragon City".

With these bargaining chips in hand, plus their existing resources, even if they lose the struggle for the throne in the future, these nobles standing behind the empress won't be at a loss.

But now, because Tuster's combat power far exceeded the intelligence, the entire plan has fallen through.

Not only have they failed to catch the person, but now they're going to die?

Finally recovering from the shock of losing his arm, Breidan pinched his arm, enduring the excruciating pain, and roared, "Everyone in the Academy, listen to my command! Surround and kill them! Burning Legion, attack immediately!"

He knew that if he didn't do something, he would surely die.

Tuster's decision to tear Breidan's arm off on the spot surprised everyone.

Everyone knows the status of the president of the Royal Academy of Sciences in the Oma Empire.

Imperial law stipulates that whoever kills the president of the Royal Academy of Sciences will be pursued relentlessly by the imperial authorities. Even if the rival Xid Empire dares to do so and start a war, Omar will not hesitate to take the risk.

Therefore, they couldn't understand why the group from Black Dragon City would kill Breidan in public.

Could it be that they really want to die together?

At the top of the academy tower, watching Tuster wreak havoc, the Fourth Prince Muller, became extremely solemn.

Previously, I was just watching the show, but now I'm frowning and deep in thought.

"No wonder the Empress and her men risked their lives to take action; it turns out that old man actually possesses such skills, which is even more astonishing than the intelligence reports."

As a prince of Omar, Muller naturally knew the significance of technology to a country.

Back then, Spurglin was able to support a vast empire with steam technology. He felt that if he mastered these top technologies, even without the support of the Grandmaster of the Royal Academy of Sciences, his Imperial Throne would be secure in a short time once he came to power.

Thinking of this, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself, "This kind of top-notch mechanical technology must be mastered by ourselves!"

Just then, a subordinate reported, "Your Fourth Prince, the main force of the City Guard Third Legion has arrived. They have sealed off the gates of the Royal Academy, and it seems they don't intend to involve anyone else. There's also movement coming from the direction of the Seventh Laboratory of the Academy; it should be the secret Mechanical Troops that the Muller family trained for the Empress, as mentioned in the intelligence."

"Heh. They actually forced him to expose this secret army ahead of time. It seems they're determined to get this Tuster!"

Muller's expression was not surprised by the reaction of the Queen's faction.

But he was also full of doubts, muttering to himself, "Strange, my aunt's methods aren't that simple. Since she dared to come to the capital, she must be confident of escaping unscathed. But with just a thousand guards, even if there were two hundred unparalleled cavalrymen, there's absolutely no way they could cause any trouble."

Wyvern Riders are powerful, but what can two hundred Wyvern Riders do here?

At that moment, Muller looked at Tuster through the telescope and exclaimed in his heart, "Could it be that Black Dragon City has already gained the ability to mass-produce that kind of Legendary Armor?"

He paused, then shook his head, muttering to himself, "Absolutely impossible! Those Eight-Armed Mech are not something an ordinary mechanic can operate. Even if they've developed a downgraded mech, it would be impossible for them to breach the heavily guarded gates of the Royal Science City in a short time. This time would be enough for the city's guards to capture the Black Dragon City group. Where did those guys get their audacity to cause trouble?"

The Oma Royal Academy of Sciences possesses its own independent Mechanical City.

As a "holy land of Steam Machinery," the academy's defensive equipment is naturally quite good, and it is equipped with many special weapons that cannot be mass-produced.

This academy Mechanical City was originally a war behemoth, definitely one of the most difficult Mechanical City to conquer in the world.

With someone stationed there, even ten times the number of troops might not be able to break through the city walls.

Moreover, after the Battle of Black Wind Territory, the Wyvern Riders shocked the world, but both empires learned their lesson. All territories now have measures in place to defend against air attacks, including Anti-aircraft Gun and Magic Tower designed to target flying objects.

The same is true of the Mechanical City of the Oma Academy.

Not to mention that the two hundred Wyvern Riders attempting to airstrike and land to provide support would be like throwing an egg against a rock. Even if all eight thousand Wyvern Riders from Black Dragon City came, they might not be able to break through the capital's anti-aircraft Firepower Net.

Muller couldn't understand what Rein and his group had to rely on.

"Fourth Prince, what should we do now?"

"Let's prepare to help that Black Dragon City. If they are captured, our Her Majesty the Empress will really have a chance to turn the tide."

"But... Your Highness, if you show yourself, won't they turn against you?"

"Don't worry, they won't dare kill me right now. Once we get a chance, we'll take that old man named Tuster away, even if it's just his corpse! If not, we'll destroy the body completely!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Those who crave power will surely cherish their lives.

With death looming, Breidan disregarded any pretense of concealment and issued the order to launch a siege.

The mobilization of large numbers of troops was quite significant.

Everyone felt the thunderous tremor as the academy's city gates closed.

Rein squinted and coldly observed everything before him, naturally understanding that these guys were planning to play the "trap in a barrel" game.

At this moment, Tuster also shouted, "Back then, that despicable scoundrel Breidan stole my patented technology, causing my family to be destroyed. Today, it is a personal feud between Tuster and Breidan. Unrelated personnel, please make way."

The loudspeaker's sound was deep and loud, almost reaching the entire college.

He presented no evidence, merely stating the fact.

If it were half an hour earlier, most of the people at the Oma Academy would have been indignant and refuted anyone who dared to "slander" their highly respected dean, and would have expelled the person from the academy.

But now, most people have a thoughtful look on their faces.

When a person reaches a certain level of status, they can speak with conviction without needing evidence.

Tuster's top-notch mechanical skills, which were unparalleled in the era, earned him the recognition of everyone.

He said these words in front of everyone, thus staking the reputation of a "Mechanical Legend".

This is something that people find quite intriguing.

Moreover, anyone with a modicum of rationality would spot the problem.

The "Tuster" who was expelled from the academy back then is dead.

If he wasn't wronged, why would he stand up now? Wouldn't it be better to adopt a new identity as a Mechanical Legend and be respected by others?

Now they're risking their reputation and their lives to seek revenge. What's the point?

Thinking about it this way, everyone realized that their Dean Breidan might have really done something despicable and vile back then.

Plagiarism, buying papers, hiring writers, and buying patents are all common practices in academia, especially in the field of mechanical engineering.

For the vast majority of mechanics, these egregious acts are deeply abhorrent.

But now is not the time to think about these issues.

When the academy is caught in battle, everyone, from instructors to students, has an obligation to participate.

These people are all mechanics. Even if they are not at the Transcendent level, they still possess considerable combat power due to their mechanical equipment.

At that moment, facing Dean Breidan's order from afar, Grandmaster Jürgen pondered for a moment, then shouted, "All students, follow me to the sanctuary!"

He was not prepared to go to war.

He could see that today's struggle was not just about a personal grudge from thirty years ago; it probably involved some shady dealings in the power struggle within the imperial court.

The lives of the trainees are precious; they are the future of the empire, and they shouldn't be wasted in a muddle by those "political conspiracies."

Besides, with the secret army from that laboratory out, there's no need for them to participate here anymore.

Although Jürgen didn't know what the Morley family and the Empress's Faction were secretly up to, how could such a large amount of resource mobilization be kept from him, the vice dean?

At this point, the battle had reached its climax.

In the distance, the mech piloted by old man Tuster had already engaged in fierce combat with the remaining city guards.

Looking at the Eight-Armed Armor who seemed to have entered unchallenged territory, Rein's eyes were misty as he murmured, "Fearless, fearless, this is invincibility. Although the old man is a mechanic, his aura is in no way inferior to anyone else's."

He seemed to have gained some understanding of his own "fist intent".

Just then, his pupils suddenly contracted slightly, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Tsk tsk, do they think I, Lei, am an easy target?"

Because Raven "Pikachu" had spotted a lurking assassin, he didn't hesitate at all and swiftly threw a punch.

He dared to come because he was confident he could protect himself.

He lunged forward, teleporting six or seven meters in an instant. His punch seemed to strike thin air, yet he clearly felt a resistance. Just then, a semi-transparent figure appeared, curled up like a shrimp, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

This was clearly a Fourth Tier assassin.

Rein's punching power has now reached an extremely terrifying level, which is simply impossible for a Fourth Tier cloth-armored assassin to stop.

With a single punch, he severely injured the enemy, giving him no chance to move or escape. He then unleashed a flurry of punches, instantly killing the assassin on the spot.

At that very moment, deep within the academy, a group of mecha warriors appeared, their Steam Boilers emitting plumes of white smoke!

They were all very well-organized, numbering two to three thousand!

Just by looking at the quality of the mechs, they are several levels above those shown on the arena before. Whether it's the enchantments, armor, or weapon systems, they are clearly not ordinary. They are even far more elite than Omar's ace legion, the "Royal First Mechanic."

"Wow, Breidan's resources are truly impressive; they've even been hiding such a secret Mechanical Legion."

Rein narrowed his eyes, but showed no fear on his face.

He calmly said to the guards beside him, "Send the signal to attack the city!"

"Yes, Lord City Lord!"

The guard nodded, took out a signal flare that looked like a firework, and suddenly pulled the pin, sending a flash of light into the sky.

"Whoosh~"

"BOOM!"

Hundreds of meters in the sky, a Fireworks Black Dragon suddenly burst forth!

Upon hearing the news, the Black Dragon City guards began their attack on the city.