Chapter 1629: Having Lived This Long, I Only Now Realize This World Is a Supernatural One

Qi Mu Nanxiong slightly furrowed his brows, using telekinesis to smooth over the cracks in the void and stabilize this space.

He reinserted the restrainer into the top of his head, his aura returning to stability.

"... C-crap!"

Fragmented words rose from Brooks' remains, his mechanical ocular implant flickering dimly.

If this were an ordinary person, their body sliced clean in half by such a terrifying energy beam, death would be certain.

But Brooks had ultimately transformed himself into a semi-mechanical lifeform.

Though now on the brink of death, he still clung to a breath.

"Is it not over yet?"

Su Han raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, then chuckled, "Then again, it's about over."

Su Han's figure flashed forward, his hand pressing against Brooks' remains as Gonggong's Water poured forth.

Brooks' "2257,"

The remains could not even withstand a single breath—corroded clean away.

The second transmigrant giant fell.

A crisp sound suddenly rang out.

"Ding! Guild quest completed! All guild members, please claim your rewards promptly."

Wugeng Liuli and Tony Stark's bodies paused slightly.

Wugeng Liuli nodded faintly, unsurprised, a faint smile curving her lips.

But Tony's brow furrowed slightly.

"My battle isn't over yet,"

Tony rubbed his temples in frustration, "Does this mean I'm the last one to finish?"

Not only was he the last to finish... more importantly, Tony suddenly realized he was still far from utterly crushing the mechanical armor army.

This made Tony feel humiliated.

"Mr. Stark, do you need my help?"

Wugeng Liuli's voice carried a hint of amusement; her four pairs of wings—eight in total—fluttered gently, placing her beside Tony, black mist nearly solidified enveloping her body.

"Even if you help, it won't make much difference...,"

Tony spread his hands, refusing outright, "If it were just clearing these... mechanical armors, it wouldn't be hard."

But unless we seal that temporal rift, no matter how many times we destroy the mechanical armor army, they'll keep sending reinforcements endlessly."

"What's got me most worried is—I have no idea how many reinforcements they have."

"... Indeed."

Su Han's voice sounded beside Tony.

Su Han appeared beside them via instantaneous movement, his expression calm as he gazed into the distance, eyes half-lidded.

The Reincarnation Eye possesses perception far surpassing the Nine-Tomoe Sharingan, and with Su Han's Kenbunshoku Haki, his observational ability surged further.

"Did the guild master spot something?"

Tony asked softly.

"I assumed the other side of this temporal rift would lead to an organization..."

Su Han paused slightly, shook his head, his tone tinged with regret, "But in reality, it's not."

"On the other side of the temporal rift is a meta-space! Filled with an extremely vast number of mechanical armies."

"... An extremely vast number"

Tony suddenly felt a bad premonition, asking cautiously, "May I ask just how vast?"

"From my perception,"

Su Han thought for a moment, then answered directly, "A few million mechanical armors."

Tony: "..."