Chapter 463

The surrounding wild wind danced with the battle flag behind Victorious Roar Slaying Moon, as if volcanic power surged forth; Jiang Xia stood in the middle of the battlefield, hands hanging down, he held no weapon, merely standing there, that silent pressure already swept over the area.

At this moment, Victorious Roar Slaying Moon is truly the form belonging to the world's exempt, clad in imposing heavy armor, crushing all enemies with absolute violence.

Wu Dao Guangshi instinctively held his breath upon seeing Victorious Roar Slaying Moon; if the basic form of Zhan Yue is akin to a warrior, then Victorious Roar Slaying Moon is like a general who commands the world.

All armored knights who transformed using the Battle Extreme Driver dimmed at this moment; if they had appeared earlier, perhaps no battle would have been needed, and they could have simply surrendered.

The watermelon robot that had been blown away suddenly opened several gaps at its back; under the spray of blue fireworks it barely maintained its balance, the faceplate on its head flashing red, while countless gun barrels extended from its green armor accompanied by the sounds of mechanical transformation and rounds being chambered.

The sense of danger from being aimed at by countless gun barrels instantly stretched to its peak.

The unmatched blade-armament that came with the Battle Extreme Driver transformation directly turned into a large-caliber rapid-fire machine gun on the watermelon robot; the simultaneous discharge of so many barrels was comparable to a point-blank explosion of some individual missiles.

These are part of the large-scale destructive weapons produced by the World Tree Group using the power of the Helheim Forest, capable of flattening a city in a short time.

The Ark Plan devised by the World Tree Group can already be seen here, using fruit as an energy source to develop weapons capable of exterminating the population; this is the World Tree Group's future direction.

The watermelon robot's gun sights constantly adjusted, wandering around; finally, the dark muzzle kept rotating to gather power, and in terms of destruction, no one could be more professional than them.

Their automatic detection system had long since maxed out on the energy fluctuations of Victorious Roar Slaying Moon, losing all meaning of measurement, so they automatically entered the highest level of attack preparation.

At the instant energy storage completed, the first round, carrying an aura of destruction, left the chamber, and the gunfire blazed like the dazzling fire of a metal storm.

A metal torrent like blazing fire instantly covered every corner of the center, also enveloping Victorious Roar Slaying Moon, and with tremendous impact it slammed into Jiang Xia, who made no move.

The fiery barrage poured down like a waterfall, followed by the continuous crackling of countless metal pieces colliding, as flashing shells kept gushing out.

Wu Dao Guangshi was stunned; just moments ago he had felt reassured seeing Jiang Xia unveil a new form, but now a flicker of panic rose in his heart—could Jiang Xia really withstand such a hail of bullets?

The gunfire was deafening; the metal barrage poured down, the watermelon robots' bodies crossing wildly in the air, their guns' power exceeding that of any single-barreled large-caliber weapon humans could make, the bullets' speed reaching three times the speed of sound, and they possessed countless machine guns, all muzzles roaring, letting the entire underground venue remain filled with enough smoke to obscure vision.

Finally, all the watermelon-armored units swung their huge sickles in hand, delivering a final chop at Victorious Roar Slaying Moon's position; the immense force caused a strong tremor, sending countless rocks flying across the ground.

Explosion sounds burst forth in the middle, flames raging, like blossoming flowers blooming amid a haze of gray mist.

This was the robots' full effort; their gun barrels, severely overheated, had lost the ability to attack again, and all their stored energy had been expended in this metal barrage.

"Boom boom boom!"

After the watermelon robot's final strike, amidst the smoke and dust, a heavy, steady footstep sounded, like a great bell falling to the ground.

The smoke slowly cleared again, and the white knight clad in heavy armor stepped out, his whole body emitting white mist from the heat, yet upon close inspection Victorious Roar Slaying Moon bore not a single mark, his heavy armor still pristine as new.

Yet every direction of this underground experimental plaza was covered with countless bullet marks, those from the recent metal storm; it is even harder to believe that these are not the marks but rather shells scattered on the ground, their tops dented inward, already flattened into metal discs.

These bullets, fired from the muzzle at three times the speed of sound, seemed to strike something hard and were completely flattened by the recoil.

"What kind of form is this?! How could this happen?! Impossible!"

Inside his own laboratory, Battle Extreme Ling Ma roared, nearly punching a hole in the computer before him.

But at the moment his fist was about to strike the computer screen, he lowered it instead and slammed his palm hard onto the table before him, producing a huge sound.

These watermelon robots were ones he drew from the World Tree Defense Forces using his own authority, and through the robots' perspective he could see the entire course of the attack.

He is the inventor of the watermelon robots, and of course knows the power of the weapons he designed.

A mere Battle Extreme Driver could not possibly break through the defenses here; its upper limit is fixed at transformation using an A-Rank Lock Seed, at best it's just a mass-produced product.

He could hardly believe what his high-speed camera showed: countless bullets, upon contacting Victorious Roar Slaying Moon's outer armor, would visibly bend during the process of deforming into metal.

Every caliber of bullet, without exception, was flattened into a disc by its own impact force; even the long swords of several watermelon robots could leave no trace on Victorious Roar Slaying Moon.

Without Victorious Roar Slaying Moon making any defensive move, the armor's performance alone was enough to ignore all attacks.

This is stronger than the Genesis Driver he newly developed, pushing his own data to the limit.

The Battle Extreme Driver could not achieve this; the only possibility is that mysterious unknown Lock Seed.

The exclusive weapon of ordinary Zhan Yue is merely a shield, but after Zhan Yue evolves into Victorious Roar, its defensive power is even far greater than the original Victorious Roar armor; such paltry attacks could never breach his defense.

It is yet another form nearly immune to physical attack; with defenses stacking, not only bullets but even missiles are useless.

"You guys, done fighting?" Jiang Xia looked at the robots floating midair, now stalled, reached out and pulled the battle flag from his back, "Since you're finished, now it's my turn."

"We must capture him, we must!" Battle Extreme Ling Ma in the lab, seemingly mad, shouted as he pressed the attack that would cost him self-destruction.

The watermelon armor surrounding them, like blossoming flowers, began to transform entirely, descending from the sky; these watermelon robots used themselves as their final weapon, lunging at Victorious Roar Slaying Moon, who held the battle flag.

At the moment they landed, Jiang Xia spun and waved the battle flag in his hand, a cyan arc-light drawing an irregular, twisted circle in all directions, which suddenly slammed into those watermelon robots.

These two hundred battle flags are not mere ornaments; on the contrary, they are polearms surpassing most weapons, powerful enough to sweep away everything—in the violent cutting sound, the blade wrapped in that light-arc cleaved cleanly through the watermelon robots' outer armor, feeling no resistance whatsoever.

As the polearms continued to dance, those top-defense robots were all chopped into fragments; their shells made of the hardest substance on earth burst out countless metal shards, and the gale accompanied by massive explosions swept directly across the World Tree's upper structures, with countless brilliant fireworks bursting forth.

Under those bright fireworks, Victorious Roar Slaying Moon slowly lowered his weapon, like a general who had single-handedly carved a path through ten thousand troops; all that remained around him were shards of silver-white metal and orange-yellow flames.

No enemy could block his steps, no one was his match, he commanded all! 'Guangshi.' The invincible general of the world slowly spoke. 'Yes!' Wu Dao Guangshi instinctively answered loudly.

Jiang Xia retracted the flag, and in his hand appeared a half-metal clip that could inlay a Lock Seed, plus a melon-energy Lock Seed; he placed them, and they passed into Wu Dao Guangshi's hands.

"Go fetch Ge Ye Hengtai; I still have something I must do, other Shadow Troops are on their way, I'll buy time." Jiang Xia said.

The large-scale destructive weapons encircling the World Tree Group headquarters must be destroyed; these weapons should not remain in Battle Extreme Ling Ma's hands, Wu Dao Guhu may have resolve and ability, but he placed his trust in the wrong person, failing to notice Ling Ma's mutated ambition.

Thus these weapons were nominally made to save humanity, but in fact Battle Extreme Ling Ma used the group's funds to protect his own creations in order to maintain his position.

"All right, Brother Jiang Xia." Wu Dao Guangshi gripped the items Jiang Xia gave him, his waist straight, full of confidence and excitement, like a child entrusted with an important task, feeling for the first time that he was being treated as an adult.

But he didn't think further; given Victorious Roar Slaying Moon's current combat power, is there a need to delay those Shadow Troops? If Jiang Xia felt like it, he could simply steamroll all of the World Tree Group's armaments.

After Wu Dao Guangshi ran upward, Jiang Xia approached the severed divine tree, his hand lightly feeling the trunk, sensing its roughness, after which a jade-green glow covered the trunk.

At this moment, the crack that had been forcibly kept stable by countless devices was shut tight with the sound of a zipper, the energy devices wrapped around it sparking and breaking apart completely.

The divine tree, now only half remaining, shrank under the glow and was finally taken back by Jiang Xia; this is the divine tree of Koji Shrine, which should not be left in this sunless underground, as a creation of the Helheim Forest, even though it has lost most of its body it still lives, and now the divine tree ought to be returned to its rightful owner.

After Jiang Xia retrieved it, he lifted his head to gaze at the sky; he could hear countless engines turning over—no need to mention another product of the World Tree, the aerial motorbike, which looks like a water scooter except that water has been replaced by the ability to fly.

It seems Battle Extreme Ling Ma is truly furious to the point of madness, yet the World Tree really does have money—despite this devastation, they still have troops.

Victorious Roar Slaying Moon's body emitted a hazy cyan radiance, then he shot skyward, the surrounding air directly sliced straight by that green arc of light, his battle flag fluttering especially as he flew at high speed.

At that unbelievable speed, the ceiling burying countless steel-reinforced concrete slabs was like a block of soft tofu, pierced open with a huge hole that kept extending upward.

His destination was the ceiling at the highest point; these dust particles could not impede him in the slightest, faint sounds passed through layer by layer without triggering any alarm or disturbance.

As Jiang Xia continually ascended, his vision gradually brightened from dimness until fully lit, the somewhat glaring sun now shedding soft light, with translucent clouds drifting in the sky, countless large and small high-rises visible in the distance.

Blue armor glowed with light as he burst up from underground; in the moment the clouds shifted, Jiang Xia landed at the highest point of the World Tree Group.

The roaring engine's sound surged over, as hundreds of black shadows on motor-powered airships chased after Jiang Xia, thick and dense, like an army hovering in the air.

A metallic surge swept across the sky and earth, the sound of bullet collisions filling every corner from all directions; they struck each other, emitting a piercing noise.

Broken stones rained down, sparks flying everywhere; although Zhan Ji Ling Ma knew these weapons were useless against Sheng Hong Zhan Yue, he still did so, with only one goal: to buy time.

Moreover, he analyzed the freshly gathered battle data scientifically; even the hardest metal cannot endure infinite attacks.

Because metal fatigues as well, a metal short staff, if intentionally bent a few times, will develop microscopic cracks in its surface; bent more, it may even snap outright.

In other words, even the strongest defense wears down—it's physics; moreover, Sheng Hong has just endured a fierce bout of combat, so the metal fatigue on its armor must be high.

Zhan Ji Ling Ma did not indulge in fantasies of outright defeating him; instead, he chose attrition.

As long as this unit could wear down Sheng Hong's armor durability while buying time, it would be a gain.

That judgment was spot‑on, almost flawless—too bad he picked the wrong target.

Jiang Xia watched the sky‑filling army shooting at him; he merely gestured, and a heavy gun appeared in his hand—if Sheng Hong shows up, how could there be no matching weapon for it?

The gun he grabbed was less a gun and more a large‑caliber cannon; its barrel shone green, the color of Zhan Yue, and at the grip's joint sat a disc like a DJ's turntable in a bar.

Naturally, this gun is called the Fire Rope Sweet Melon DJ Gun, for besides firing, it can also spin records as a side job.

"Well then, let's liven up the stage a bit more." Jiang Xia rubbed the disc, and suddenly a loud, rhythmic music rose around him.

In the storm of bullets, he single‑handedly held the gun, slid, fired—shot and beat perfectly synced—each motion launching bright bolts; the bullets turned into light that streaked toward the airships from all sides.

Screams and explosions rang out continuously on this music‑filled stage.

After being engulfed in firelight, the black shadows kept falling in the orange‑yellow flames, like a dense meteor shower.

They saw their companions dropping around them and realized the heavy gun's power; they tried to scatter, not cluster, but no matter how they dodged, a personal shell would eventually strike each of them.

Amid firelight, explosions, gales, and screams, the black shadows were continually shot down.

Their airship weapons had no effect upon meeting Sheng Hong Zhan Yue; their bullets were like firecrackers that explode with a flick—mere children's toys, incapable of causing harm.

"Goodbye, everyone, the song is ending."

Jiang Xia pulled the trigger; countless cannons fired, their arcing blasts stripping all the black shadows of flight.

And that wasn't the end—the DJ Gun's light bolts flared as if empowered by some unseen force.

They shot straight up, and upon reaching the apex they burst like fire trees and silver flowers, the falling meteor shells precisely striking the measurement system encircling the World Tree Building.

A deafening roar exploded in the upper levels of the World Tree, accompanied by that soaring flame; the weapon capable of instantly killing tens of thousands was blown apart in an instant.

Just then, the DJ song happened to jam at the very last second of the explosion, so the measurement system was ruined. (End of chapter)