God and Devil World

Chapter 1057: Type 8 Winged Wyrm King!

Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation

At the moment when Yue Zhong exited the corpse, from afar, an entirely silver Type 7 White Wyrm stared and channeled its innate ability towards Yue Zhong.

A bunch of frozen air blades shot through the air, slamming towards the region, turning it into a frozen tundra.

Yue Zhong had just piloted Niu Meng out, when he was struck by the freezing breath and was immediately encased in ice, immobilized.

Inside the cockpit, Yue Zhong could feel the cold invading him as well, freezing even his God-Devil Body.

He began to think, "What a terrifying Type 7 Mutant Beast. If this goes on, even I will be frozen, and cease to think. Unless I burst forth with my true self, and break out, otherwise, with the Mech's strength, there's no way I can escape. These Type 7 Mutant Beasts cannot be underestimated."

The innate abilities of Type 7 Mutant Beasts were usually overbearing and terrifying, even among Type 8 experts, they would be affected. Yue Zhong was piloting a Type 6 Mech, and there was no way he could resist the biting cold.

The moment Yue Zhong was frozen, the Type 7 Scarlet Flame Dragon also opened its huge jaws and fired out a blazing trail of flames at him.

The moment he was struck by those flames, then the Type 6 Mech Niu Meng would definitely melt. Even its smart chip would be destroyed, with no chance of revival.

Yue Zhong took in all these and did not retreat immediately, "What do I do? I can only wait. Damn it, I really looked down on these Type 7 Mutant Beasts. Seems like I need to escape back to Earth."

When Yue Zhong had evolved his God-Devil Body, his strongest skill was the Devil Flame, which had then evolved into the God-Devil Flame. It was even stronger than the flames of the Scarlet Flame Dragon. As long as he shrouded himself in his God-Devil Flames, he could withstand the incoming assault.

Seeing that the Mech that Yue Zhong was in about to be destroyed, a searing hot meteor shot down from the skies, slamming into the frozen tundra, shattering the ice.

There was a tripod within, containing a round sphere engraved with strange runes and powered by a Type 6 nucleus. It was glowing brightly, as it enlarged into an energy shield, protecting Yue Zhong within.

The bright flames of the Scarlet Flame Dragon slammed into the shield, almost melting it, but it managed to withstand the damage, as the air distorted from the heat.

"Chance!"

As the flames were about to burn through, Yue Zhong grabbed the ball projecting the energy shield, and charged up into the sky, flying towards the camp of the Mech Kingdom. He had already expended most of the Mech's energy dealing with the Type 7 Mutant Black Boar, and his current strength had depleted. Even a Type 5 Mutant Beast could damage his Mech. It was not suitable to remain in the midst of battle.

Far away from the sea of Mutant Beasts, there was an overwhelming pressure, as an enraged voice sounded, "Murphyte, you dare to act?! Are you not afraid of my wrath?!"

In the skies, there was a huge floating platform far above the battlefield, as a cold and stern voice sounded, "Winged Wyrm King, it was your Poison Dragon Canyon then acted against us first! Our Mech Kingdom is not so easily bullied, you had better leave behind 1,600 Type 6 Mutant Beast nuclei, apologize and scram, otherwise, today will be the day we wipe out your Poison Dragon Canyon!!"

"Dogfart! Go to hell!! Get the hell away from the Gates of hell!! Our Poison Dragon Canyon must get to Earth to evolve! That place holds opportunities for us! If you don't want to scram, I will tear you all apart and destroy your smart chips, truly wiping you out!"

With a loud roar that could shake the heavens and earth, a being that looked somewhat like a dragon, with a body of over 5km in length, and a pair of huge dragon wings soared out, releasing a powerful pressure. It stared at the huge fort floating in the skies, its eyes filled with a heated gaze.

On Earth, where the potential of evolution was at its peak, many biological life forms were constantly growing. It was an opportunity for this peak-Type 8 Winged Wyrm King. Because of this, it had led these many Mutant Beasts against the Mech Kingdom in order to go through the Gates of Hell.

With evolution, these Mutant Beasts would become even stronger, and possess an intellect that would not lose out to humans. The Type 8 Winged Wyrm King could already speak in multiple languages.

Murphyte's voice rang out once more, "Annihilate us? What a joke. This Galastar is our Mech Kingdom's, If you damn beasts stay obediently within your canyon and gorges, things are still negotiable. If you dare come and challenge our might, you can all go to hell."

With that, a satellite floating in space adjusted its cannon and fired out many beams at the battlefield.

Under the seemingly endless particle beams, many Mutant Beasts were directly obliterated.

All the Type 3 and Type 4 Mutant Beasts were either killed or incapacitated, while the Type 5 ones were heavily injured.

Only those of the Type 6 realm and above managed to withstand the damage, even so, it was not pleasant.

The Type 8 Winged Wyrm King snarled out with rage at the sight of his subordinates' death, "Murphyte, you dare to use the satellites to kill my people! I will not forgive you!! I will tear out your smart chip one day and smash it!!"

Faced with the multitude of blasts, in just a few breaths' time, over a million Mutant Beasts had died. Such a figure was also painful to the Type 8 Winged Wyrm King.

It flapped its wings and disappeared from its location, reappearing in front of the mechanical fort, slashing out with its claws.

The fort then glowed brightly, as an energy shield was activated, blocking the assault of the Type 8 Mutant Beast.

Hong!

When the 2 Type 8 powerhouses slammed into one another, a terrifying shockwave blasted outwards in all directions.

A powerful hurricane appeared, blowing in all directions, as a number of Type 4 Mech Beasts, as well as Type 3 and Type 4 Mutant Beasts, were blown away.

Yue Zhong eyed the battle from afar, his heart full of regret, "What a pity it isn't time to reveal myself. Otherwise, I really want to go and engage them in battle."

After that, he turned around and quickly soared towards a far distance. He had already earned enough contributions for killing the Type 7 Mutant Beast and could rest. After all, it was not reasonable to expect a Type 6 Mech to continue battling a Type 7 Mutant Beast.

The Mech Kingdom had sent its Mechs towards the battlefield to grant them experience, helping them evolve, and not to treat them as cannon fodder. The true cannon fodder was the mindless Mech Beasts.

The support camp was in the air, a huge floating island of over 10km in length. On it, there were many tall structures that reached towards the stars.

The floating island was full of shade and one could see all types of flowers and plants. It looked extremely beautiful, as though it was a paradise.

Many sentient Mechs, albeit injured from battle, were laying among the plants, receiving treatment from a number of male and female slaves of various species.

One particular Mech that had only its lower body left was carried by 4 bull-head creatures, as he spoke, "Niu Meng, you're truly valiant, to think you took out a Type 7 Mutant Beast!"

"Well done Niu Meng! This time, you performed so brightly, you will definitely be drafted into the Army, don't forget us old friends then!"

"..."

Once Yue Zhong landed, over a few Mechs came over and expressed their congratulations.

With a Type 6 strength, killing a Type 7 Mutant Beast was a terrifying result. In the span of a thousand years, that had only been 3 others who were capable of that. One of them had fallen during the passing of time, while the other 2 had become part of the Mech Lords. They were recognized widely and had high prestige. Seeing 'Niu Meng' accomplish such a fact, many of them were elated for him.

Upon gaining sentience, these Mechs knew emotions as well, including escaping from danger, valuing their lives, as well as bootlicking.