A hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashed in the Mother of Source Star's enormous, amber-colored eyes.
[you...]
A blinding light suddenly emanated from her, and her enormous body rapidly shrank within the light...
Soon, the light dissipated.
The Mother of Source Star transformed into a form approximately 1.8 meters tall.
Her magnificent golden armor, along with her Two-Handed Greatsword, were scaled down proportionally.
[Again!]
With a roar, the Mother of Source Star instantly transformed into a series of afterimages, unleashing a series of fierce slashes around Yan at incredible speed.
Yan Wei closed his eyes, his slender Scepter dancing like black shadows as he precisely caught every dazzling sword light unleashed by the Mother of Source Star.
'Clang~ Clang~ Clang~'
The sound of swords clashing against staffs exploded at an extremely high frequency of hundreds of times per second, like a torrential downpour on a red-hot iron plate, each raindrop evaporating into a piercing hiss the moment it made contact.
This high-intensity overclocking attack lasted for a full five minutes!
After the greatsword and Scepter emitted a sharp metallic shriek at the end, the Mother of Source Star suddenly retreated and stopped in mid-air, dozens of meters away from Yan.
"Huff~ Huff~"
She was breathing heavily, and her face looked extremely pale.
Yan slowly opened her eyes and looked at the Mother of Source Star with disappointment.
Is this all the power you have?
The Mother of Source Star gripped her greatsword tightly, her amber eyes filled with intense resentment.
[Damn it!!!]
But she tried her best...
During the battle just now, she unleashed speed and power beyond her limits, but Ke Yan's reaction speed and power seemed unfathomably terrifying!
No matter how swift and tricky her attacks were, Yan could always easily block them with that damned Scepter.
On the ground, Richard and Old Li looked at each other, barely able to make out the details of the battle they had just witnessed.
But precisely because they saw it clearly, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in both of them.
The difference in strength is too great!
The circular Portal that transmitted energy was sealed off beforehand.
This is the Source Star World again...
The Mother of Source Star also has Richard and Old Li as backup.
Even with all the advantages of timing, location, and popular support, she was still no match for Yan...
There was absolutely no hope of winning...
The aura of the Mother of Source Star quickly faded, and the brilliance in her amber eyes dimmed rapidly.
Yan lightly tapped the Scepter and calmly said:
Give up, you have no hope of defeating me...
The Mother of Source Star remained silent as memories from countless years ago suddenly flooded her mind.
Life was scarce on the nascent Source Star, but as time passed, Myriad Races of Source Star began to emerge...
Suddenly, she realized, in her daze, that they were all her children...
She rejoiced in the birth of countless lives...
I am also filled with Wrath and sorrow for the countless lives lost...
She and the Myriad Races of Source Star rose up together to resist the calamity that descended from the heavens...
The entire Source Star paid an incredibly heavy price; in the end, she sacrificed her life to seal away the source of that calamity...
Countless Source Star subsequently failed, and generation after generation sacrificed themselves, all to reinforce the seal...
Birth... Death...
Rebirth... Resurrection...
The Source Star and Source Star inhabitants have always struggled against fate...
Richard nudged Old Li quietly. " Old Li, the Mother of Source Star can't defeat that Lord of the Machine Spirit Mystic Realm... Should we go help her?"
Old Li's straight back suddenly hunched over, his expression was dejected, and his eyes were vacant.
"There's no hope..."
"Leave quickly, young friend..."
"The fate of Source Star... ends here..."
Upon hearing this, Richard was suddenly filled with Wrath. He grabbed Old Li by the collar and shouted, "You bastard, you're giving up?!"
"Wake up, Old Li!"
"Think back to those days, when you and countless comrades risked your lives to fight against the Thing of Ultimate Evil!"
"Think of their sacrifices, think of your 100,000 years of perseverance!"
"We haven't reached the end of our rope yet!!!"
Old Li shrugged with a wry smile, "There's nothing I can do... young friend..."
"This ruler of the Mechanoid Profound Realm is different from the Thing of Ultimate Evil of yesteryear..."
"The difference in strength is too great! Even if we sacrifice our lives again, we still cannot seal her away!"
"Then hold on! Hold on with all your might!" Richard roared. "Hold on until No. 1 comes back!"
" No. 1?" Old Li was taken aback. "Right, why hasn't young friend No. 1 returned?"
His spirits lifted, and he asked urgently, "Young friend No. 1 stayed in the Mechanoid Profound Realm?!"
Richard nodded. "Yes, he'll figure something out!"
"Good! Good! Good!" Old Li immediately perked up, clenching his fists and looking up at the sky. "I'll fight to the death to hold out until my little friend No. 1 comes back!"
Before Richard could reply, a faint blue arc of light flashed across his body, and his figure transformed into a blur, appearing beside the Mother of Source Star.
"Mother, let me help you!"
Richard looked up, silently praying: No. 1, I hope you can come up with a solution!
After returning to the Source Star, he tried to summon Clone No. 1 again, but the system directly prompted him that the spell had failed.
This suddenly gave him a bold conjecture!
Clone No. 1 died in the battle of the Mechanoid Profound Realm. As a game Player, he may very well have been resurrected at the resurrection point in the Mechanoid Profound Realm!
He hasn't returned yet, so he's likely engaged in something even more important!
The Mechanoid Profound Realm, Qiuling Island Resurrection Point.
Clone No. 1, wearing only boxer shorts, stood blankly at the entrance to the respawn point.
Holy crap, didn't I just self-destruct?
How did I end up here?
Did I time travel?!
Before he could even react, a chubby, level 35 spherical robot slid over quickly and slapped him.
"What the hell are you doing standing here? Blocking the respawn point, you know?!"
"Huh?!" Clone No. 1 looked at the Fat Ball blankly and answered.
Fat Ball suddenly slapped his bald head, making a 'Duang' sound.
"What the hell! Why do I, Fat Ball, always run into lecherous idiots like you..."
"Come on, follow me. We can't afford to block this respawn point anymore, or I'll lose all my performance points for this quarter!!!"
After saying that, Fat Ball grabbed Clone No. 1's arm and slid him quickly to the side without further ado.
"Hey, I..." Clone No. 1 staggered a couple of steps before quickly adjusting his pace and following.
Once they were out of the respawn area, Fat Ball finally let go of his arm.
"You don't have any spare equipment?"
"Tsk, so pitiful..."
Fat Ball's round little eyes looked at Clone No. 1, who was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts, and a wave of sympathy washed over him.
"I still have some cheap equipment in my inventory, I'll give you a set first..."
He opened his chubby body, rummaged around inside for a while, and then pulled out a set of level 10 green equipment and handed it over.
"Well, just make do with these for now..."
Clone No. 1 obediently accepted it, bowing in gratitude. "Thank you, Boss Fat Ball."
Fat Ball quickly waved his hands. "No, no, no, please don't call me boss..."
Clone No. 1 quickly put on that set of level 10 green equipment.
Once he put it on, he found that the set of equipment was quite complete, including a helmet, breastplate, leg armor, gloves, boots, and even a green one-handed sword as a weapon.
Looking at the somewhat naive Fat Ball, his eyes darted around quickly, and he rubbed his hands together like a fly as he approached:
"Um, Fat Ball, can I ask you something?"