Chapter 280: Seeking Help (In honor of Alliance Leader Dawn Minister Bondrewd)

Evil Dragon Star.

Wormhole.

Against the background of the boundless universe, a large number of spaceships were entering and exiting from the oval light hole like ants.

A blue spaceship was mixed in, not eye-catching at all.

Fang Xing sat on the sofa, communicating with Teacher Nie Ying:

"Yes... Mentor, thanks to the Obelisk of the Nine Swords Academy, and a bit of my luck, I successfully broke through to Great Jin Gang..."

With the excuse of the Obelisk, his breaking through the limit and achieving the Great Jin Gang physique would not be so abrupt.

"As for the mecha... the Nine Swords Academy has already made the general design drawing..."

After Fang Xing explained everything, Teacher Nie Ying's projection sitting opposite him had a speechless expression: "You kid... you're really lucky. Big companies are all working on things like inhibitors... out of so many laboratories, only you succeeded."

"Hehe, it's all luck, luck... The environment of White Bird Star is good, suitable for cultivating some new varieties."

Fang Xing touched his head: "So I plan to stay in White Bird Star afterwards, and by the way, build a new inhibitor factory to save money for building mecha..."

Teacher Nie Ying's expression was even more speechless: "Back then, old man signed a contract of sale for hundreds of years to get the treatment of a custom mecha... Forget it, forget it, it's a good thing you can succeed now. How is your cultivation of the Will Secret Pattern?"

In Fang Xing's sea of consciousness, the martial will moved, outlining a pattern in mid-air.

It's a pity that the lines were very blurry, and it was unclear whether it was human or beast.

"The Strange Beast Map also entered?"

Teacher Nie Ying widened his eyes: "Not bad, not bad... Even Wei Shentong in his prime was only at the Starry Sky Map Perfection... That kid's talent is not good, and he is a bit crooked, no wonder he is not as good as you... For us who practice boxing, we can't do without the barrier of upright heart and sincere intention."

He gave a few more pointers on the cultivation of the Will Secret Pattern before hanging up the communication.

Opposite Fang Xing, the projection on the sofa disappeared instantly.

'Me... upright heart and sincere intention?'

Fang Xing touched his face: "Forget it, I walk the Immortal Martial Path, which is different from traditional martial arts..."

He sighed, picked up a thick book like a dictionary, and began to read carefully.

This is a book about mecha construction, designed by Han Chunfeng himself. If it were all printed out, it should be no problem to fill several buildings.

What he is holding is just a catalog...

"Fortunately, I have a photographic memory... but it's still a bit difficult to finish reading, take it slow."

Fang Xing began to immerse himself in learning.

Time passed unknown how long.

Suddenly!

An emergency communication came.

"Hmm?"

Fang Xing raised his eyes and saw Xiao Lan looking anxious: "Master... discovered the Federation's emergency rescue signal!"

He immediately scanned the message: "Secret Realm descent?! Danger intensity... suspected appearance of evil god descendants? No wonder help is needed!"

"No, what are the defense forces of the imaginary space doing, letting an evil god descendant leak through?"

The defense of the imaginary space is like a fishing net.

The bigger the fish, the less likely it is to break through.

Especially in the last few decades, after the Federation's technology jumped again, even general servant-level events were rare.

That is, ten years ago, when the Creationist Sect was making trouble, there was a peak.

But Fang Xing secretly sold a wave of evil god believers, and it immediately became quiet again.

Now he actually encountered a major event of an evil god descendant descending, which really caught Fang Xing off guard.

"Hmm... I'm still a hanging Federation security consultant."

He thought about it and made an order: "Xiao Lan, connect to the combat channel!"

Soon, a virtual combat room was projected.

In the center of the combat room is a space image. In the universe, there is a huge transport spaceship.

A woman in military uniform with a capable image opened her mouth: "This Secret Realm descent occurred on the transport spaceship 'Devis 19012'. The current cosmic coordinates of the ship are..."

Fang Xing listened and felt a little clear: "So unlucky, no wonder..."

Evil god attacks in the imaginary space generally descend on planets, where the life magnetic field is the most intense.

Because the extraterrestrial Xieshen clans love slaughter and love devouring life... to promote their own evolution.

If it is placed in the universe, what destructive power is there? It is also easy to be 'watched' by the Federation fleet.

"I am the commander-in-chief of this operation—Wu Sheng Zhou Ye-hua!"

A projection of a middle-aged man in black tight clothes appeared. He had upright features and a serious expression: "What kind of cargo is being transported on this transport ship?"

As soon as these words came out, the combat room seemed to be quiet.

Finally, a chubby business elite opened his mouth: "It's like this, the transport ship is carrying immigrants... the number is around 340,000... the procedures are all regular."

"Aowei Group's transport ship?"

Zhou Ye-hua's eyes flashed with sharp light: "The nearest Federation fleet will arrive in three cosmic hours... My group-mechanical mecha—'Eight-Armed Evil Dragon Beast' is already on the way... All support will concentrate at this coordinate point, waiting for me to rendezvous. Our goal is to contain that evil god descendant until the Federation fleet arrives."

Soon, tasks were issued one by one.

Fang Xing saw his flight route, all calculated by the 'Omniscient Brain', the most efficient and labor-saving route that his spaceship performance could undertake.

And it guaranteed that when arriving at the destination, everyone else would arrive at the same time, and they had already started grouping and setting up responsible persons.

It can be said that these high-quality Federation professionals, randomly pieced together, are an elite space army.

"Evil god descendant... suspected to be from the 'Lord of Entropy'?"

"Actually this extraterrestrial evil god who loves to create chaos? I thought the Creationist Sect continued to make trouble..."

Fang Xing fell into deep thought.

Among the extraterrestrial Xieshen clans, the High-Rank clans can be comparable to ordinary Seventh Realm professionals.

But it's hard to say about evil god descendants.

This group of them has at least eighth-realm combat power, and slightly higher ones are ninth-realm!

And the best among them can even be comparable to tenth-realm professionals, stepping into the realm of lower-level dominators.

Of course, such evil god descendants are very rare, and their number may be even rarer than extraterrestrial evil gods.

Even upper-level dominators, if they want to give birth to such powerful descendants, must pay a huge price, or even split their own 'authority'.

'Since ten years ago... after Red Peach 3 was caught, the Federation should have more understanding of evil gods... should not directly attack the dream gods.'

'As long as the Creator does not wake up, others are trivial matters, and the Blue Star Federation is enough to deal with it...'

'After all, the Federation has killed several extraterrestrial evil gods...'

Fang Xing took a deep breath, and a pair of golden angel wings appeared behind him.

"Master... 1 minute and 12 seconds to reach the scheduled location!"

Xiao Lan's voice came.

"I'll go directly, you use free cruise mode, be careful not to be affected."

Fang Xing covered his whole body in golden mecha and gave the order. This is his private spaceship, if it is blown up, it will be a huge loss.

Whoosh!

Fang Xing's main body is a space life, can easily survive in space, plus 'Wings of the Sun God', it is like a god in space.

Not only that!

The 'Strange Beast Map' in his sea of consciousness outlined, and the martial will that condensed again was vast, combining with every part of the mecha, making his golden mecha surface have another layer of complex and mysterious patterns.

The potential of this seventh-realm mecha 'Wings of the Sun God' was almost fully developed by him, and it was controlled finely, and soon came to a meteorite belt, seeing a magnificent eight-armed evil dragon!

"Group-mechanical mecha—Eight-Armed Evil Dragon Beast!"

Fang Xing felt the pressure from the super-giant mecha and took a breath.

'Wings of the Sun God' is just a boutique among seventh-realm mechas.

And 'Eight-Armed Evil Dragon Beast' is definitely a ninth-realm mecha!

Controlled by a Wu Sheng and eight Great Jin Gang Realm experts, it can erupt with the power of a Martial God!

"Theoretically, such combat power is enough to deal with ordinary evil god descendants, but it is not safe."

Fang Xing landed on a huge meteorite and saw more than a dozen people who arrived together.

Among these people, the weakest are sixth-realm professionals.

Of course, there is no Wu Sheng.

Therefore, his Great Jin Gang Realm strength was appointed as the squad leader by the 'Omniscient Brain'.

Just then, a group of red light suddenly flashed in the giant dragon eyes of the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon Beast.

In the blink of an eye, everyone came to a square, probably inside this mecha.

Zhou Ye-hua, in black tight clothes, stood with his hands behind his back: "The war will start in three minutes... I will contain that evil god descendant, your task is to break into that transport ship, rescue important hostages, and... transfer important materials."

As soon as these words came out, the professionals present frowned.

A rough voice came from a black humanoid mecha: "Once the evil god descendant descends, it will inevitably use hundreds of thousands of people as blood sacrifice... are there still living people on that transport ship?"

"Yes, on that transport ship, there are the highest-level life-support cabins of the Federation, even facing extraterrestrial evil gods, they can support for more than half an hour..."

A secretary in the appearance of a female white-collar worker opened her mouth and sent maps to each person's smart brain.

Fang Xing glanced at it and found it was a ship design drawing, and the internal structure was very clear.

"Hmph... it must be that there are important figures trapped on the ship, and I don't know which big family's eldest lady it is."

A slightly sarcastic voice came.

"Okay, act immediately after 30 seconds."

Zhou Ye-hua didn't say much and gave the order directly.

Outside the starry sky.

Fang Xing was shrouded in golden mecha, and even his face was covered with a golden mask.

Behind him, professionals stood silently, all looking at a spaceship in the distance that had lost power and was floating in the universe.

"Countdown... 3, 2, 1!"

Roar roar!

The moment the countdown returned to zero, a huge dragon beast mecha that was unimaginable appeared.

Each of its arms could pinch planets, and that originally huge spaceship was not even a speck of dust to it.

The next moment, the eight-armed evil dragon's body shrank, although it was still incomparably huge, it was about the same as that spaceship.

Eight arms stretched out, firmly fixing that spaceship.

"Woo!"

The next moment, the sound of a baby crying sounded from inside the spaceship.

From the ship's deck, between the windows, and even from the steel gaps, countless pitch-black liquids seeped out.

They were as viscous as oil, but carried a sense of chaos that was hard to describe.

"The strength of evil god descendants lies not only in power, but also in the change of environment, and even the influence of rules..."

"The evil god descendant of the Lord of Entropy will make everything around fall into chaos..."

Zhou Ye-hua's voice came out one after another: "We are neither lucky nor unlucky... this chaotic descendant's strength is about ninth-realm, not the most difficult batch to deal with."

"Later I will pull that chaotic descendant into the imaginary space... try to eliminate its influence, you break into the ship and prepare for rescue."

"Be careful, that spaceship likely already contains a large number of servants and Xieshen-level clans!"

Before the words fell, Fang Xing saw the eight arms of the giant dragon beast directly pierce into the spaceship.

Its thick deck was easily torn apart under the eight arms of the evil dragon beast like paper.

"Woo!"

The baby's crying sound became incomparably sharp.

In these cries, it carried powerful spiritual pollution, causing several sixth-realm professionals to be restless.

"Attention... we may face the evil god descendant's body, remember to use spiritual protection and spiritual potion means."

Fang Xing said in a deep voice.

Not every professional is like him, condensing Jin Gang relics or Great Sun relics when at a low realm.

Nor is every Blue Star professional walking the martial artist path.

However, the Federation has long developed similar defense means for this situation.

The most convenient one is naturally mecha, just load the corresponding spiritual protection module.

Other professionals can also use special potions and other methods.

"Woo!"

The moment after Fang Xing reminded, the baby's crying sound was even more miserable.

Countless viscous oil-like black liquids seeped out from that spaceship, wanting to completely wrap the eight arms of the eight-armed evil dragon beast.

Then, in the black liquid that was like an ocean and lake, a chaotic descendant suddenly appeared.

It seemed to be composed of countless pitch-black lines, without a fixed form, and even the structures and organs on its body presented a chaotic and contradictory trend.

Chaos, disorder...

It can make ordinary professionals go crazy at a glance.

The eight-armed evil dragon beast mecha let the black liquid soak on its body, and several arms grabbed the chaotic descendant.

Then, these two incomparably huge figures disappeared at the same time.

"It's our turn!"

Fang Xing took a deep breath and flew towards the spaceship that still had a lot of black liquid.

He stretched out his right hand, and a phoenix-like light wing flashed, breaking a big hole on the ship's deck.

Then he rushed in, looking incomparably brave.

This scene surprised the professionals who followed Fang Xing: 'Just a temporary squad leader, why are you risking your life?'

Headache, update postponed tomorrow

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 281 =====