Chapter 155: God of Machines

"When the 'Key's' divinity resonates, the teleportation passage will open."

As soon as the words fell, the cellar ceiling cracked with a boom, revealing the outside sky; two moons were completely overlapped, and the blood‑red moonlight poured down like a waterfall, staining the entire cellar a bizarre crimson.

The blood‑red moonlight hung like an eerie veil, enveloping South Stone Village completely, making the whole village seem like a grim hell.

In this chilling atmosphere, the phantom of the inverted bell tower slowly took shape in the sky, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Lao Mao's body trembled violently, then completely transformed into a silver‑blue stream of light, like a flickering river of stars, pouring into the seal array beneath Robin's feet.

As the light stream surged, it seemed to contain endless power and hope.

"Stop him!" the image of the Frost Eagle Grand Duke emitted a harsh mechanical sound, like a sharp alarm, cutting through the tense air, "He must not touch the divine throne!"

With that roar, a deep rumble echoed from the cellar walls, followed by the sudden cracking of massive fissures.

Dozens of wholly silver‑black Mechanical Knights burst through the walls, moving in perfect unison, like a well‑trained death legion.

Their armor bore dark‑red patterns resembling Robin's Tang Sword, like eerie veins of blood, exuding a heart‑pounding aura.

Cold blue flames flickered in their eye sockets, like ghostly fire from Nine Nether Hell, sending chills down one's spine.

These are the Frost Eagle family's elite "Divine Chosen Guard", each possessing combat power that rivals Legendary Knights, the Grand Duke's trump cards.

Jia Lei Si witnessed the scene, his complexion instantly turning severe; he bellowed, his voice booming like a great bell throughout the cellar, and the Runes on his silver‑white heavy armor all lit up, radiating dazzling light.

He gripped his Sword with both hands, thrusting it forcefully into the ground; a mighty Order Force surged out like a breached dam, forming countless sturdy chains that wrapped toward the Mechanical Knights. His gaze was steady and fearless as he roared, "Mo Lei! Take Robin away!"

"Leave?" Mo Lei's staff had been shattered in the earlier battle, yet he showed no hint of panic.

He drew a dazzling starlight gem from his chest, its soft yet mysterious glow seeming to contain endless Magic Power. A resolute glint appeared in his eyes as he sneered, "The council never taught us to run!"

Before the words finished, he hurled the gem with force.

The gem exploded in midair, a torrent of Magic Power erupting like a volcano, forming a brilliant blue pillar of light that shot straight into the heavens.

The pillar blazed with radiant light, illuminating the entire cellar and giving everyone a glimpse of hopeful dawn.

The Sun-Moon Twin Guard seized the rare chance and surged forward. The Sun Guard raised a massive hammer, roaring as it struck the Mechanical Knights; the hammer, wreathed in scorching flame, instantly shattered the heads of two knights, scattering fragments.

The Moon Guard brandished twin swords, agile and swift; the blades flashed like two cold bolts of lightning, precisely cutting the energy conduits of the Mechanical Knights, rendering them powerless and collapsing to the ground.

Robin's vision was completely engulfed by the silver‑blue radiance, dazzling and scorching, as if it were a mysterious force from the depths of the cosmos.

Lao Mao's final seal array was at work, like an invisible pair of hands forcibly pulling and merging the Order Force within him with the mechanical divinity, achieving a subtle balance.

As the forces intertwined, the dark‑red patterns on his skin gradually faded, as if old stains washed away by water.

In their place were pure golden chains, flowing like liquid gold, radiating a sacred and solemn brilliance—an embodiment of the true Order Law, representing his newfound understanding of power.

In a daze, Robin's consciousness seemed drawn by a mysterious force, stepping once more into that enigmatic pure white realm.

In this ethereal place, all worldly clamor was sealed out, leaving only tranquility and peace.

Mei Lin Da stood there quietly, her silver hair drifting on its own in the windless space, as if it possessed life.

A deep, mysterious light shone in her eyes, as if it comprehended the secrets of all things.

"Now you understand?" her voice was gentle yet clear, echoing in the pure white space, "What we call Order is also a kind of law."

Those words were like a key, unlocking the door in Robin's heart concerning truth, giving him a deeper comprehension of his breakthrough as an Order Knight.

Meanwhile, in the real world, South Stone Village was undergoing a breathtaking transformation.

The already chilling blood‑red moonlight suddenly twisted and stretched as if grasped by an invisible giant hand, becoming grotesquely distorted.

The phantom of the inverted bell tower also gradually solidified in this eerie atmosphere, as if stepping from an illusory dream into reality.

Soon after, a massive Mechanical Throne slowly descended from the void, hovering above South Stone Village, exuding a chilling aura.

The throne was composed of countless precise gears, each turning slowly and emitting a muffled sound, like the countdown of fate.

Embedded in the throne's armrests were twelve Wizard Origin Crystals that emitted eerie glows, each flashing different colors, intertwining to create a dazzling, mesmerizing light.

The throne's backrest was a chaotic vortex of pure dark‑red energy, seeming capable of devouring everything, containing endless darkness and the unknown.

As the crowd stared in shock, the Frost Eagle Grand Duke's true form finally manifested.

He walked with heavy steps, ascending the mechanically built staircase, moving toward the throne that symbolized supreme power.

With each step, a layer of his armor peeled away, as if shedding past restraints.

As the armor fell, the fully mechanical body beneath was gradually exposed to all eyes. His form radiated a cold metallic sheen, joints flashing with eerie blue light, making him appear more like a demon from a mechanical hell.

"Three hundred years... I've finally waited for this moment!" his voice brimmed with madness and triumph, echoing over South Stone Village and lingering.

Greedy, yearning flames burned in his eyes, as if he were about to ascend the throne and become the ruler of this world.

The Frost Eagle Grand Duke's body had been fully permeated by the power of the God of Machines; every movement was accompanied by harsh mechanical whirring, arcs of electricity leaping from his joints in the dim light, proclaiming that he had become a puppet of this evil force.

At this moment, he slowly raised both hands, his metal‑textured arms glinting coldly in the moonlight; his face showed no human emotion, only the cold indifference and madness after being controlled by the God of Machines.

"I have finally been reborn!"

(End of Chapter)