"So these are the so-called Ancient Immortals? They aren't nearly as formidable as I imagined."
On the bridge, a Puppet Master Grand Artisan in a brocade robe sat in a lotus-shaped Mechanized Flying Chair. Watching the exterior footage projected onto the Screen ahead, he let out a derisive laugh.
"These Ancient Immortals really aren't as formidable as we imagined. Even Bo Guang, a Great Power of the Immortal Alliance, has become a bungler. It isn't that they've grown weaker, but that we've grown stronger."
"With the technology we now command, we can build Flying Boats and Warships into something akin to a sect's Headquarters protected by a Mountain Gate Grand Formation. The various Divine Ability Mechanism Devices are like Magical Treasures, possessing enough power to match enemies of the same rank."
Below the Grand Artisan, several other Puppet Masters serving as commanders spoke.
The Grand Artisan said, "Then let's ride this momentum and wipe them out!"
The suppressive fire from conventional weapons had already battered the three Great Powers so badly that they could not raise their heads. But everyone knew these attacks alone could not finish them off. Stronger measures were needed.
Thus far, under Li Chen's impetus, the Puppet Masters had already harnessed heavy elements at the transuranic limit, developing technologies such as matter annihilation and applications of antispace. These had yet to see widespread adoption, however, and they still could not create artificial black holes.
Still, these were transformations in fundamental principles. Using existing Cultivation technologies and Puppet Dao methods, they could nevertheless reach the pinnacle of the Old Era.
After the Grand Artisan gave the order, a spherical projectile shot out, its entire body clear and translucent, with a mirror-smooth finish. Accelerated by a railgun, it pierced Bo Guang's body like a beam of light.
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