Chapter 1151: Power of the Mechanical Angel! Ascending to Mid-rank God Lower-level!

Chapter 1151: The Might of the Mechanical Angel! Promoted to Lower Mid-Deity Rank!

Dawn was just beginning to break.

On the battlefield.

Bai Yun once again led a massive force to launch a surprise attack and attempt a coup.

The crimson faction stationed here saw this sudden move and immediately grew furious.

How many times had this happened now?

Over a hundred sneak attacks in a single night—each time, after finishing a full volley of true deities' bombardment, regardless of the devastation caused, they simply vanished.

Were these creatures driven solely by the act of attacking, with no desire for war or slaughter?

"Which division of the Jiaoyang Empire has come this time?"

The leader of the true deities stationed here asked.

Now the assault force of the Proud Sun Empire does not advance as a unified army, but is divided into ten assault squads, each piloting a Cosmic Emperor-class vessel to carry out raids—thus managing to strike them over a hundred times in a single night.

"Report to the Sovereign: The attackers are the True God of the Magic Serpents Clan from the Multiverse Legion—Dickens and his subordinates."

"We have already dispatched troops to pursue them!"

The crimson soldier, responsible for intelligence gathering, spoke respectfully.

The leader of the Crimson True God nodded slightly, his expression grim.

He did not hold much confidence in their current pursuit.

Though, as ordered by Osmer, they had equipped themselves with mid-tier True God-class warships, the enemy vessels seemed somehow more elusive, more slippery.

Each time they appeared to be closing in, they would always slip just a hair's breadth away—vanishing before they could catch them.

This state of affairs filled them with bitter frustration, yet also with an insatiable desire to continue.

They could only respond each time the enemy launched another raid—sending more soldiers, deities, and warships to surround and annihilate the foe, hoping to wipe them out entirely.

……

At the same time.

Diogenes, the True God of the Mag-Jiou Clan, stood within the command conference room, viewing through a virtual external display the crimson army charging behind them, pursuing the Imperial Starship of their own cosmos.

"Their advance has grown too close."

"The infiltration mission is complete. Order the Mechanical Angels to intervene and slow them down. Then we retreat."

Diogenes spoke.

[Request for Mechanical Angels combat has been issued!]

[The Mechanical Angels are now in position!]

…

On the Imperial Starship.

With a deep, resonant roar, ten mechanical angels rose from their battle positions.

Nine were ordinary mechanical angel guards, lower-tier servants of the True Gods, and one was the ultimate mechanical angel.

There was one striking difference between them.

The ordinary mechanical angel guards were entirely silver, their backs adorned with ten thousand two hundred silver mechanical wings!

The ultimate mechanical angel was entirely golden, bearing twenty-four thousand golden mechanical wings!

As for the Supreme Angel, Wenya—she was entirely black, her head crowned with a black visor that obscured her eyes, her hands clad in black silk gloves, a blade at her waist, and three thousand six hundred black mechanical wings extending behind her.

As these ten mechanical angels emerged, they immediately turned their gaze toward the True God-level crimson warships pursuing them.

[Locking in…]

[All crimson deities locked.]

[Activating God-Slaying Wings!]

Hoooh!!!

A deep, resonant hum echoed through the air.

Then, suddenly, the ten mechanical angels erupted in brilliant radiance. Light surged from their inner energy cores, flooding outward to their mechanical wings behind them, igniting them with a dazzling brilliance.

And then—

When the energy reached its peak, every single mechanical wing behind the angels burst forth with streams of silver and golden light.

They became a torrent of luminous beams, pouring forth like a dense, overwhelming downpour of light. In an instant, these beams shot forward at the speed of light, striking the crimson warship before them. With a piercing flash, they pierced through the true god-tier defense shell of the vessel and struck directly upon the divine essence of the crimson deity—

Every crimson deity, from the lowest rank of lower god, lower crimson deity, to the highest rank of upper god, upper crimson deity.

In a single breath—

132,000 crimson deities died, their divine essences shattered.

"Damn it!"

The leading Crimson God erupted into fury at this sight.

But before it could act, another wave of God-Killing Light descended from the heavens, annihilating another 132,000 Crimson Deities.

"Run!"

"Guard yourself!"

"Save me, Lord!"

...

The Crimson Deities panicked, scattering in all directions.

Yet it was futile.

For within the next minute—less than a minute—the Mechanical Angels functioned like precise, terrifying God-Killing machines, each wave of assault exacting the same slaughter: 132,000 Crimson Deities wiped out with cold, unerring efficiency.

No matter how the crimson deities defended themselves or what other tactics they employed, they could not withstand the annihilating power of the God-Killing Beam.

And as other crimson true deities witnessed this, they too attempted to intervene and protect their own divine beings.

Yet the mechanical angels' attacks carried an inherent locking mechanism, with unparalleled penetration—any defenses erected by the crimson deities for their protected kin were rendered utterly useless, effortlessly pierced, and the crimson deities within were swiftly eradicated.

"Damn it! These mechanical divine beings' attacks inflict little harm upon us, but for ordinary crimson deities, they are capable of wiping them out instantly."

"True deities oppressing ordinary ones—what a disgrace!"

The leader of the crimson true deities spat out in fury.

The other crimson true deities remained silent.

Most of them fully agreed with his words.

Yet a few among them harbored a strange unease.

We've engaged in mass combat, pouring hundreds of times our strength into it—how could we possibly expect them to abide by any rules?

Yet they would never utter those words.

They turned their gaze forward.

Before them lay an empty void—the Great Emperor's vessel had already vanished, having exploited the very moment of its assault.

Though the Crimson True Gods were filled with rage, they could do nothing but watch.

...

Such scenes frequently unfolded within the invading armies of the Sunlit Empire.

For Zhou Zhan had assigned ten Mechanical Angels to each raiding unit—specifically to counter such situations.

Though the mechanical angels' assault appeared dazzling and devastating in its might, it came at a tremendous cost.

For instance, the ten synchronized salvos fired by these ten Mechanical Angels had consumed a full hundred True God-grade crystalline cores!

Even the mightiest Lord factions of the Divine Realm dared not wage war like this.

That is, Zhou relied upon the might of the Master of Spoils before daring to use such energy-consuming mechanical angels without restraint.

Meanwhile.

As the army of the Prajaya Empire waged war beyond the borders,

within the Prajaya Empire,

in the Hall of Cycles,

Zhou slowly opened his eyes.

He felt the immense surge of divine aura swelling within him, and a smile spread across his face.

"Finally, I have reached the lower tier of mid-tier divinity."

This stage had eluded him for a long time.

Now, at last, he had broken through.

Then He glanced at the information of his rule technique, "King," and the smile on his face grew ever more radiant.

For his rule technique, "King," had already, upon reaching the lower rank of mid-deity, managed to channel 20% of the strength of his subordinates directly into himself.

For Him, who now commanded vast armies and deities, this was an unprecedented enhancement!