Titan Attacks! A Head-On Blow to the Federation's Three Great Fleets

"Click, click, click—hiss!"

Inside the spacious, climate-controlled underground vault, Luo Feng pressed both hands onto a 10,000-year Soul Spirit that radiated a dense, black light.

Beneath his feet, a massive, deep-blue alchemy array over ten meters in diameter was rotating slowly.

This was his unique Martial Soul—[Fullmetal Alchemist].

With the "unlimited authorization" of Dai Yun'er, the first-in-line heir to the Star Luo Empire, Luo Feng's days that followed were like a mouse falling into a vat of flour; he was so happy he lost track of time.

The Star Luo Empire's royal treasury had its doors locked tight.

For three whole days and nights, aside from the heart-stopping roars of energy constantly echoing from within, blinding, deep-blue electric arcs leaked out through the gaps in the door.

"Strip away the violent will, extract the pure dark and fire elemental attributes, and begin the recombination!"

Fine beads of sweat seeped from Luo Feng's forehead as he jerked his hands upward.

Under the illumination of the alchemy array's light, the previously restless and volatile 10,000-year Soul Spirit's outer layer—representing the resentment and impurities of the soul beast—was instantly vaporized, dissipating into the air as black smoke.

The core, the most refined energy, was distilled into a high-energy aggregate that resembled liquid lava.

"BT, open wide and catch!"

[Received, Ironclad! Energy intake port opened!]

The Vanguard Titan's massive metal chest emitted the dull sound of mechanical gears interlocking.

The armor plating flipped open, swallowing the ball of pure energy in one gulp.

"Hum!"

A crimson stream of light flashed across the surface of the Titan's chassis, and the heavy metal body let out a satisfied hum.

[Energy conversion rate: 99.9%.]

[Weapon loading progress: The 96th [Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon] has been generated and is standing by in the folded-space ammunition depot.]

"Hoo..."

Luo Feng collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air.

Yet, looking at the increasingly ferocious steel behemoth before him, filled with the violent aesthetics of heavy industry, the corners of his mouth curled upward wildly.

Ninety-six!

A full ninety-six [Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannons]!

One had to know that in the current Douluo Continent, a single Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon was enough to destroy a small city.

They were strategic-level deterrent weapons.

And now, Luo Feng's Titan mech was stuffed with nearly a hundred of them!

This was no longer just a mech; it was a mobile doomsday nuclear arsenal!

But Luo Feng's ambition clearly did not stop there.

"BT, while ordinary Level 9 Soul Guidance Cannons are powerful, they probably won't be enough to secure a one-hit kill against a true Limit Douluo or a Four-Word Battle Armor Master. We need something meaner."

Luo Feng stood up, his gaze locking onto the deepest part of the royal treasury, where three red orbs of light were isolated in the highest-grade explosion-proof liquid chambers.

Those were the Star Luo Empire's trump cards—[100,000-Year Soul Spirits (Defective)].

Although they were defective, the 100,000-year energy baseline was there, and their volatility was such that even ordinary Titled Douluo dared not approach them lightly.

"Ironclad, are you planning to hand-craft a [Level 10 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon]?"

BT's electronic voice seemed to carry a hint of anthropomorphic gravity.

[System calculations indicate that forcibly fusing 100,000-year-level energy has a 45% chance of causing the chassis reactor to overload and melt down.]

"What are you afraid of! You're a Vanguard-class Titan, a top-tier creation from the sea of stars! Can the indigenous energy of a mere planet really blow you up?"

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with the madness of an alchemist.

"Besides, I'm a prospective prince consort with the Princess backing me. If I blow up this vault, I'll just pay it off with my body!"

[...Your logic is irrefutable. Ironclad, preparing for overload fusion.]

Luo Feng took a deep breath and pushed his Martial Soul to the limit; the soul power within his body began to burn like boiling water.

He activated both 100,000-year Soul Spirit remnants simultaneously, and the violent red blood-light instantly bathed the entire vault, making it look like a Shura hell.

"Transmute!!"

Accompanied by Luo Feng's desperate, guttural roar.

Two highly repulsive 100,000-year energy sources were forcibly kneaded together by the laws of the [Fullmetal Alchemist].

Stripped of their final impurities, they transformed into two spheres of pure white light so blinding they were impossible to look at directly.

Held fast by BT's mechanical arms, they were pressed into the core reactor!

"BOOM!!"

The entire underground of the Star Luo Imperial Palace shook violently.

The Vanguard Titan's armor surface turned crimson from the extreme heat, and its exhaust vents spewed azure plasma trails several meters long.

Three minutes later, everything returned to calm.

[Warning cleared.]

[System reset complete... Core energy reservoir expansion successful.]

[Congratulations, Ironclad. Quantitative change has triggered a qualitative change. We have successfully condensed two [Level 10 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon: Titan's Divine Punishment]!]

[Note: The power of this weapon is excessive; it is recommended for use only in outer space or when complete erasure of a continental plate is required.]

"It's done..."

Luo Feng leaned against the Titan's thigh, exhausted, and burst into wild laughter.

However, before he could finish imagining a future of sweeping across the continent in a mech with the princess, the sound of chaotic and terrified footsteps suddenly echoed outside the storage room.

It was the little princess, Dai Yun'er.

She was completely different from how she had been two days ago; her face was etched with terror.

"Darling, come with me to the underground air-raid shelter quickly!"

Just moments ago, the great beauty Holy Spirit Douluo, who had returned after leaving, had rushed over from the sea in a panic.

She brought a terrifying message to the Star Luo Empire.

The Federation's three main fleets had launched an all-out assault, crossing the ocean to attack the Star Luo Empire.

The combat power possessed by those three fleets was absolutely not something the Star Luo Empire could contend with.

Even with the addition of the Holy Spirit Douluo and those fellows from the Tang Sect, they could barely hold the enemy back.

"They're finally here!"

Upon hearing this news, Luo Feng was slightly surprised at first.

But more than that, he felt a sense of excitement.

Whether it was his identity as an Imperial soldier or his persona as the prince-consort-to-be, retreating when the Star Luo Empire faced such a life-or-death battle would be the act of a coward.

"Yun'er, I've received so many benefits from the Star Luo Empire these past few days; now is the time for me to step up!"

"Besides, I want to show the Emperor what I'm capable of and prove that I am a man worthy of the princess!"

After saying this, Luo Feng pulled the princess into his arms.

He pecked her cherry lips.

Then, he patted her head as if coaxing a child.

"Be good, wait for me here. I'm going to see what these guys are made of!"

"But, A-Feng..."

Just as the princess wanted to continue her persuasion, the cockpit of the Vanguard Titan beside them opened.

[Ironclad, targets locked. Let's have a real fight!]

He had been transmigrated to the Douluo Continent for quite some time now.

Although Luo Feng had used his own strength to join the First Imperial Armored Corps, he had never experienced a real battle.

It was a lingering regret!

And today, with so many targets delivered to his doorstep, this was the best opportunity to make a name for himself.

Furthermore, BT had already locked onto the enemy's coordinates through the small satellite probes launched earlier.

As Luo Feng piloted the Vanguard Titan to bid farewell to Dai Yun'er, he had already aimed at the enemy's vanguard flagship.

"BT, fly to the coastline quickly and give them a taste of a Level 10 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon right away!"

[Understood, Ironclad!]

[Target locked, but it seems a Tang Sect submarine has also been detected. Shall I avoid it?]

"Avoid what?"

"Tang Wulin is a descendant of the Sea God; he won't be blown to bits!"

"As long as it doesn't affect the city, fire immediately!"

[Understood, Ironclad!]

[Level 10 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon loaded!]

[Strike radius is 49 nautical miles, capable of covering all vanguard ships of the three major fleets!]

[Final calibration complete!]