Chapter 821: Creation Engine vs. Beast

Heimu's hand.

She still kept the one‑hand‑on‑hip pose, while the other hand rose, palm outward, fingers slightly spread.

"No need."

Heimu's voice was matter‑of‑fact.

She let out a light breath.

Then the raised hand snapped sideways, her slender fingers gripping something in the air, dark‑purple light bursting from her palm and racing outward to both sides along the direction she held.

The Magic Staff formed in her hand, the dark‑purple gem at its tip emitting a brilliance stronger than any before.

She thrust the Magic Staff forcefully to the side.

The staff's tail struck the white cube's surface, producing a crisp, ringing impact.

A ring of dark‑purple light waves radiated from the impact point in all directions, sending a fine ripple through the milky sea water.

In an instant, a colossal silhouette materialized from the void before her!

A steel giant hundreds of meters tall, its whole body dark, deep‑gray cold iron, the outer shell bearing a coarse texture worn by wind, snow, and time.

From the armor's seams and the body's bone lines spread flowing violet‑black patterns, tracing the shoulder plates' contours, the chest plate's curve, the arms' long lines, the legs' lines, which suddenly flared with a deep dim light the instant it appeared.

The shoulder plates layered and rose, their lines sharp as mountains.

The chest plate layered protectively, the violet‑black patterns converging at the center of the chest into a dark vortex.

The massive arm was as broad as a mountain range, its terminal gripping structure wide and hefty.

The lower limbs were solid and massive, standing steadily on the sea, the ground beneath trembling.

Creation Engine.

The moment it fully materialized from the void, it happened to block directly in front of the blue giant shadow's sweeping path.

The massive arm lifted, five fingers splayed, the gripping structure carving a muffled gust of wind in the air.

A fist struck the side of the blue giant shadow; the force was so great that the impact point instantly burst into a ring of blue‑purple shockwave, the wavefront spreading outward and carving a deep trench on the sea surface.

The blue giant shadow was slammed back into the water by that punch.

Its massive body, over a thousand meters tall, bent under the fist into an extreme curve, then snapped back like a released rubber band, soaring to the surface where the splash rose hundreds of meters, the milky sea water forming a circular tsunami wall in the air.

The Creation Engine stood in the water, the steel giant hundreds of meters tall, firmly planted on the sea, its violet‑black patterns undulating like the breath of an ancient beast.

Ying looked up, eyes slightly widened.

In her gray‑purple pupils reflected the towering steel giant, her Fox Ears stood up straight.

The hand gripping the blade unintentionally relaxed a bit.

"This is…"

Her lips moved slightly.

Ge Lei Xiu poked half a head out from behind Ying.

Those light‑purple eyes stared unblinking at the Creation Engine's broad shoulders and back, then gradually brightened.

She extended a finger, lightly tracing in the air, as if sketching the direction of the violet‑black patterns on the Creation Engine's shoulder plates.

She blinked, blinked again, then spoke, her tone still the naturally‑dazed calm statement: "... cool~"

Heimu never moved, still standing at the edge of the cube.

She simply lowered the hand on her hip, crossed her arms and held them to her chest, the Magic Staff slanted against her elbow.

The shadow cast by her hat brim covered half her face, revealing only her chin and a slightly upturned mouth corner.

It works.

Fortunately it works.

Earlier, in that corridor or passage, the space was too tight; the Creation Engine could not unfold, and forcing a summon would likely yield poor results.

But here is different.

This sea stretches boundlessly, the sky above so high its top is invisible, and ahead lies a moving target over a thousand meters long.

Mecha versus Beast.

She has wanted to play this Script for a long time.

Heimu rested the Magic Staff on her shoulder, turned to look at Ying and Ge Lei Xiu.

Ying,

Heimu spoke, her voice low but highly penetrating, "Protect Ge Lei Xiu well."

Ying looked at her.

"This big fellow,"

Heimu turned her face aside, her dark‑purple eyes under the brim flickering slightly, "I'll handle it."

She raised her right hand, fingers forming a void grip in the air.

The Magic Staff in her palm transformed into a slender bright dark‑purple beam, spreading from her palm to her arm, then from the arm to her whole body.

Her body instantly became a violet data stream, rising from the tips of her hair; the ash‑gray long hair turned a flashing purple at the moment of conversion, and she dissolved within a few breaths into countless fine violet light particles.

The light particles rose, traveling along the Creation Engine's massive steel body, finally merging into the narrow perception zone.

The Creation Engine awakened.

The narrow perception zone suddenly flared with deep dark‑purple light.

It slowly lifted a massive arm, the gripping structure opening and closing in the air, its joints emitting a low metallic roar.

Violet‑black patterns streamed down from the shoulder plates along the arm's exterior, the light several grades brighter than before, as if an entire dark‑purple star river had been poured into the steel beast's body.

It lowered its head slightly, the Light Band of the perception zone sweeping over the churning shadows on the sea.

It was locking onto a target.

Then it took the first step.

Right foot pulled from seawater and stepped on the sea surface, the milky-white seawater was stepped into an extremely deep huge depression, and the surrounding white cubes were pushed back by the waves, drifting several meters.

The second step was faster.

The third step directly entered a running state.

The hundreds-of-meters-tall steel giant's running posture on the sea surface showed a flexibility utterly unsuitable for its size.

Each step kicked up tens-of-meters-high spray; the purple-black patterns dragged an extremely long light trail as it ran, leaving streaks of dark purple afterimages in the air; from afar it looked as if several purple rifts had been torn in the air above the sea.

The white porcelain-tile corridor ahead was directly shattered by it; those east-west spanning, suspended wreckage of buildings, before the steel body of the Creation Engine, were as brittle as dry twigs.

Fragments flew in all directions, splashing into the sea and raising sheets of white spray.

Suddenly, the Creation Engine abruptly lowered its body.

Shoulder plates tilted forward, knees bent to the limit angle, and the purple-black patterns on the leg armor simultaneously burst with their strongest light.

Then it leapt!

In that moment of hangtime, the hundreds-of-meters-tall steel body completely left the sea surface, and the purple-black patterns burst forth with the strongest dark-purple light at the highest point.

The energy wave exploding from the soles at takeoff pressed the sea surface into a huge depression hundreds of meters in diameter; the water at the edge hadn't even formed wave crests before the shockwave pushed it into mist.

It crossed a distance of several kilometers, fist aimed downward, targeting the spot where that blue giant shadow fell into the sea.

At the instant the fist struck the sea surface, the whole world fell silent for a beat.

It was an extremely dull, thunderous roar, as if something deep beneath the seabed had been punched straight through, revealing the unfathomable darkness below.

The entire steel arm plunged into the seawater, feeling its way downward.