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Coo coo, chirp chirp!

Strange sounds echoed back and forth through the underground space.

Sorrow!

Fear!

Despair!

Along with the sounds came all manner of intense negative emotions.

The surroundings changed because of it, as though they had entered a morgue, the stench of corpses continuously spreading.

Amid such an atmosphere, the monster slowly extended an arm.

Blue-black in color, slick with mucus, and covered in countless twisted, agonized faces, the arm seemed to shake the void the moment it appeared as it grabbed at Sulu.

Sulu raised his right hand.

A mechanical arm of the Ghost Mecha emerged. Numerous mysterious symbols on its surface gave off a faint glow. Larger, thicker, and fiercer than the blue-black hand, it met it head-on and simply clenched.

Bang!

The blue-black hand was instantly crushed, blood gushing out like a waterfall.

The mechanical hand did not slow, pressing down toward the monster.

"Class VI?"

The Sixth Prophet's horrified voice came from within the monster. "Which kingdom's ace are you?"

Nature Society had records of every ace mech pilot in the kingdoms. This one was utterly unfamiliar, and his mech blended perfectly with imaginary space. He was practically the nemesis of supernatural beings like them!

The abilities Nature Society's supernatural beings relied on lay in mystery and in imaginary space.

No matter how powerful the ace mech pilots' guns and cannons were, no matter how vast their destructive range, they could do nothing to supernatural beings hidden within imaginary space.

But after Sulu appeared, everything changed!

A hazy phantom of the Ghost Mecha emerged around him, transforming into a nine-meter-tall giant.

Its massive hand opened, reached into imaginary space, and seized the blue-black twisted monster in its grasp.

"Technology... beyond... this era... You will bring... humanity... utter destruction..."

The Sixth Prophet's