CSMCDB - Chapter 180
Chapter 180
"Go! Take Xiao Shi'er and go!" The Celestial Fox King's eyes were red with anxiety. He had completely cast aside the noble elegance of the Celestial Fox clan, now grappling with that Star Emperor dragon on the ground like a big, white-furred dog.
Wen Yuncheng didn't say a word. At this moment, she was still perfectly calm. If anyone was to retreat, it should be Lin Jinyu and Xiao Shi'er first. After all, as long as she was here, these five half-step Phantom Saints wouldn't attack anyone else.
Otherwise… if the battle suddenly became unbalanced, the Huanling and Dragon Race might lose some people, but the Empire's forces present, including the Star Emperors… more than half of them could perish.
What rotten luck. She hadn't even finished producing the parts for her Star Mech. And she only had three Mechanical Self-Destruct Dogs on hand.
Why was it that she had only just advanced from Star King to Star Venerate, yet the enemies she had to face suddenly became five half-step Phantom Saints? This was just unfair, completely unfair…
"All those below Star Venerate, retreat!" Grandpa Lin shouted, sending Lin Jinyu back to the small town before ordering the army to pull back.
"No need to panic. After all… our only target this time is this one, Wen Yuncheng." The first half-step Phantom Saint, who had emerged coughing up blood, had an ugly expression. He glanced at the retreating Imperial army, unconcerned with those ants.
The various garrisons weren't actually far apart, but with the Star Emperors rushing over to provide support, the standoffs in other locations would surely suffer.
"Can you really kill me?" Wen Yuncheng said mockingly. "Five half-step Phantom Saints… you really think highly of me~" No matter how much time she stalled, she still wouldn't be able to deploy the Interceptor Factory or the G-0 Warlord; she couldn't possibly drag this out for an hour. Wen Yuncheng didn't force it. She looked at her points, estimating the speed at which the half-step Star Saints would arrive as reinforcements…
She definitely had to leave, and it was unlikely she'd get to claim any of these kills. But… what if, before she left, she could drain their strength, or perhaps… heavily wound them?
Wen Yuncheng began to move quickly, compressing and retrieving the Star Cannons from the ground one by one. Then, she directed her Air Wings to fly toward her and converted them all into mechanical spheres for retrieval.
[Be careful!]
I know what I'm doing.
Wen Yuncheng threw out a magnetic pulse with a backhand motion, instantly retrieving her Mechanical Throne. In that same moment, the five half-step Phantom Saints locked onto her, preventing her from retrieving any more Star Cannons.
But that was fine… Wen Yuncheng ordered the Air Wings to fly toward the town, while she herself swapped places with Number Two the instant she was targeted by their attacks.
She reappeared inside the town and, steeling herself, detonated all the remaining Star Cannons she hadn't managed to retrieve!
"BOOM-"
The frenzied explosion kicked up a massive gust of air, the shockwave cracking the town gates even at a considerable distance from the battle zone. Turbulent waves of Star Power washed over them, layer after layer, leaving even the soldiers who had retreated into the town utterly stunned.
Lin Jinyu stared at the site of the explosion. Her Profound-rank longsword had shattered, leaving her hands empty. Her eyes were filled with red veins as she stared fixedly outside the town, completely motionless.
Lin Jinyu knew Wen Yuncheng had tricks up her sleeve, but- but to see Wen Yuncheng actually detonate the Star Cannons she had accumulated over so many years…
Her body felt numb. No matter how hard she clenched her fists, she couldn't feel the pain of her fingertips digging into her flesh.
I want to be stronger. I'm not strong enough. A Star King… so what if she was a Star King?
Even as a Star King, she wanted to slay Phantom Emperors. To slay every enemy that deserved to be slain.
The interweaving of battle intent and killing intent made Lin Jinyu's Sword Heart tremble ceaselessly. She lowered her head as the phantom image formed by her Sword Intent solidified behind her. A chaotic, murderous sword aura erupted around her, causing her sleeves to whip about violently.
Blood from her palms dripped through her fingers. Lin Jinyu slowly looked toward the town gate and took a step- the aura brewing around her erupted, and she instantly broke through to the third layer of the Star King realm.
No sword in hand, but a sword in her heart. To have no sword is superior to having a sword.
The moment the Sword Intent phantom solidified, Number One hurried forward and caught Lin Jinyu as she fell stiffly. It felt a little anxious; having only recently been upgraded, it didn't know what to do. Its master was in even greater danger, but… but… all it could do was stay put and protect Lin Jinyu until she woke up.
Wen Yuncheng could sense the Sword Intent from Lin Jinyu's direction. The Little Ice Mountain… broke through again? The thought flashed through her mind for a second, but she didn't dwell on it. After all, those half-step Phantom Saints clearly hadn't been killed by the explosion. To prevent them from charging into the town, Wen Yuncheng activated her camouflage and zipped back out of the town on her Floating Magnetic Disk.
Outside the town was a scene of utter devastation. The already sparse green grass was now splattered with dirt, and a massive crater marked the spot where her Star Cannons had been. As she rushed over, she happened to hear the furious roar of a half-step Phantom Saint: "Wen Yuncheng, I will kill you!"
"I will kill you-"
And it wasn't just one person.
Sigh, was all this really necessary? Wen Yuncheng thought. This must be the charm of a Mechanical Overlord, right? Those people thought she had fled, but in reality~
Wen Yuncheng shot forward, activating Airstrike Support with a thought, then tossed out three small beads- containing the Mechanical Self-Destruct Dogs.
"You keep saying you want to kill me, so come on and do it~" Leaving those words behind, Wen Yuncheng quickly spent 3,000 points on 100 energy cores. The instant she threw them out, she swapped back to the Imperial Capital, not forgetting to retrieve Number Three, of course.
In the second before she left, Wen Yuncheng saw the five half-step Phantom Saints, their killing intent surging, charge toward her. The suppression and threat of death in that instant made her heart pound wildly even after she returned to her residence. She clutched her chest, her face flushed from the excitement. Wen Yuncheng had to stand still for a good while to calm herself before she could finally shake off the feeling of palpitations.
Wow, that was really… she had been just a hair's breadth away from death!
She wondered if the aftershock of the explosion would injure the Star Emperors. Probably not, right? After all, the Dragon Race and Huanling commanders had thoughtfully intercepted their reinforcements from a distance. That was one of the reasons Wen Yuncheng had felt confident enough to set off the explosion.
But… she actually didn't manage to kill those half-step Phantom Saints? Seriously, five old men of who-knows-how-many-hundreds of years ganging up on a lovely twenty-three-year-old girl like her. They should be ashamed.
Wen Yuncheng checked her status panel and confirmed that not a single one of the five Phantom Emperors had died, which annoyed her greatly. Her losses this time were huge; she had only retrieved thirty-three Star Cannons and blown up one hundred and seven! She had sent all her Air Wings to the town… if the half-step Star Saints got there, her Air Wings should be undamaged. Oh, except for the one that self-destructed, that didn't count.
Host: Wen Yuncheng
Race: Human
Age: 23
Class: Mechanical Overlord
Level: 70
Experience: 41855/107000
Points: 16585
A loss… it certainly looked like a loss. But from a strategic standpoint, this move was not a loss.
Wen Yuncheng didn't dwell on it. What was blown up was blown up; she could just slowly build them again. She took out her communication stone to contact Lin Jinyu, but…
No one answered?!
Wen Yuncheng's heart skipped a beat. Her face instantly turned deathly pale. She tried calling again and again, but… there was no response at all.
What happened? Was it because of the Sword Intent? Was it not a breakthrough? Did she run into an enemy? Was Lin Jinyu captured by a Phantom Emperor? A jumble of chaotic thoughts and guesses flooded her mind, and for a moment, Wen Yuncheng didn't know what to think. She pressed her lips together until they turned white, and the hand holding the communication stone couldn't help but tremble.
[Don't panic, don't panic… Lin Jinyu should be fine, she's fine. Otherwise, the Plane Consciousness would definitely be freaking out!] 1947 hurriedly consoled her. It quickly tried to contact the Baby Voice, but the Baby Voice rejected its call.
1947 suddenly remembered that the last time it wrote "The New Long Aotian Growth Manual- How to Cultivate a Unique Long Aotian," the Baby Voice had seen it. Then that little brat had cursed it out and unilaterally blocked it.
1947: My life is so hard.
Still, 1947's words gave Wen Yuncheng a small measure of comfort.
Wen Yuncheng had originally planned to wait in the Imperial Capital for Lin Jinyu's return, but now she couldn't sit still for a second. Number One was still there, right? But if she went back, she wouldn't be able to swap again for a while. Wen Yuncheng gritted her teeth and released Number Three. When Number Three appeared, it was still a bit dazed. It could sense the anxiety, fear, and dread in its master's heart, but it didn't know why.
Wen Yuncheng didn't say much, directly swapping places with Number One. The next moment, Number Three was looking at Number One.
The two apostles. Number One realized in the next second that its master had gone over. So, it quietly took out parts from its storage ring and began assembling them- after all, its master's machines had been destroyed again.
Number Three, however, was a bit out of it. It looked at Number One in a daze. Although it couldn't figure out what had happened, it soon sat down on the ground as well and continued to assemble machinery.
Wen Yuncheng found herself in a rather remote alley. For a moment, she was dazed and anxious: Wasn't Number One with Jinyu?-
But the next second, she saw Lin Jinyu leaning against the wall, unconscious. All thoughts vanished from Wen Yuncheng's mind. She stumbled as she rushed over, forcing herself not to fall. Lin Jinyu was in bad shape, and she didn't want to fall on top of her Little Ice Mountain.
[It seems she just passed out from exhaustion. She used up too much energy.] 1947 said consolingly after a quick check.
I see… Wen Yuncheng relaxed a little. She moved closer to look at the Little Ice Mountain's face and sighed.
First, back to the Imperial Capital? She had to get Lin Jinyu a Heaven-rank longsword, no matter what. Whether she herself needed any defensive Spirit Treasures right now was irrelevant. With that thought, Wen Yuncheng gently lifted Lin Jinyu into her arms. She glanced at the chaotic fluctuations of Star Power and phantom power in the battle zone. The half-step Star Saints had clearly arrived. She wondered if those half-step Phantom Saints had been killed… Forget it, she could just wait for news back in the Imperial Capital. Right now, Lin Jinyu was the priority.
Using the Floating Magnetic Disk to pull the Mechanical Throne, Wen Yuncheng traveled while sitting on the throne and holding Lin Jinyu. This method of travel was smooth, convenient, and fast. If she was worried about being discovered, she could just activate her camouflage. Although Lin Jinyu couldn't be hidden… as long as no machinery appeared and Wen Yuncheng didn't expose herself, there wasn't much danger.
It wasn't until she was back in the Imperial Capital that Wen Yuncheng suddenly remembered she seemed to have forgotten something. …Hmm, Xiao Shi'er? She seemed to have forgotten to take her along…
But the Celestial Fox King was there, and Xiao Shi'er had returned to the town, so she should be fine, right?
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