The Mecha Legion Enters the Far North; Northern Legion Commander Guo Zhenfeng's Martial Soul Awakens for the Third Time

"Hmm—Junior Brother, did you really need this many people just to investigate the Holy Spirit Cult?"

When A Ruheng pointed out the exact intelligence to Feng Zaixing, he saw Yuan En Yehui and Na'er bow slightly, soar into the air, and speed away into the distance as streaks of flowing light.

Before long, both young women returned leading a mecha brigade each.

To be precise, it was two mecha regiments. Every single team had over a thousand black mechas and three red mechas holding the ground, followed by even more purple mechas carrying a variety of heavy soul guidance weapons. Among them were multiple tenth-rank entities, complete with all sorts of artillery fire.

A Ruheng was left dumbfounded.

To capture just a few petty thieves, was there any need to make such a huge fuss?

Anyone who didn't know better would think this was a special military operation meant to raze a corner of the Extreme North to the ground.

"Of course it's necessary. Otherwise, Senior Brother, why do you think I spent a full half-month preparing?"

Feng Zaixing stood up from his recliner, pulled A Ruheng over, and with a smile, pointed them out one by one. "Let me tell you, Senior Brother, I applied for these mechas in my capacity as the War God Hall Master for a special military operation targeting the Holy Spirit Cult, mobilized and assembled from the Three Great Navies."

"Of course, among them are also the elites I brought out from the Blood God Legion, military elites who have experienced several major battles alongside us."

As he spoke, a sharp glint flashed in Feng Zaixing's eyes as he looked at the countless mechas scattering and moving about, a surge of heroic ambition involuntarily rising in his heart.

Tasks like requisitioning mecha regiments and