Chapter 126: Endless Aolake, Hundredfold Evolution!

The Dead Spirits warship's bombardment kept coming one shot after another.

The Ark kept rotating, and amid the roar, it sprayed a massive amount of wreckage.

But as the bombardment continued, the Dead Spirits gradually sensed something was wrong.

Not sure if it was an illusion, they kept feeling that Aolake...

... seemed oddly rigid!

The Dead Spirits, puzzled, increased their scans; inside the Ark at this moment, the surviving crew stared at the scene before them, their widened eyes filled with boundless astonishment.

Because the despair that had once permeated the entire Ark now turned into a "climactic" agitation, all the lights inside the warships blazed to the extreme, even the continual eruptions rose and fell.

Then, in front of the survivors, the already depleted Ark began self‑repair once more!

The shattered light bulbs regenerated automatically, and the damaged corridors healed again.

Subsequently, numerous structures automatically morphed and fused into a small factory, from which countless Servo Skulls continuously flew out, scattering throughout the Ark to assist in welding the hull.

Even the firepower platforms that had been dead silent for an unknown length of time began, amid constant reshaping, gradually raising their gun barrels again.

Then, while the Dead Spirits were still wondering whether their warship's firepower supply had weakened, a cannon blast suddenly roared out from the Ark again!

It was merely a very ordinary Empire cannon, not even qualifying as a Macro Cannon.

Yet a nearby assault ship, right before the Dead Spirits, was shattered into fragments by that single cannon shot.

Watching the ship's hull spray under the intense green flames, the Dead Spirits fleet commander looked utterly bewildered.

Even the Dead Spirits that rolled into the cold void from the shattered assault ship wore equally bewildered expressions.

It wasn't...

Wasn't I just sitting on the Bridge?

The sudden counterattack left the Dead Spirits stunned, and the Empire and Chaos, whose attention followed Xisi's, were equally stunned.

Shiwang at this moment had boarded an Asitate Battle Shuttle billowing thick smoke.

Then, faced with mechanical servants and Mechanical Monks rushing around to repair warships nearby, his gaze remained fixed on the Ark.

He then looked anxiously at Fanluosi beside him:

"It looks like this Ark still contains many Rebel Forces; this cannon can actually counterattack."

"Should we send some in to the Ark to support Xisi?"

Shiwang's thought was perfectly ordinary; after all, who could have expected that this Ominous Sign Ark had already been renamed 'Xisi'.

Only Fanluosi and the others exchanged glances, finally looking at Ana, Xisi's personal Mechanical Church attendant.

Ana simply calculated the power of that recent shot and realized that this Aolake had become an Imperial Side weapon...

Oh, no, it's Xisi's side!

No one answered Shiwang, and indeed no one knew how to reply.

After all, even if Shiwang were right, in a battle where Lord Sisi himself needed support, loading them all in would probably achieve little.

So Shiwang scanned the surroundings, and finally could only refocus his attention on the Ark far away, surrounded by the Undead Fleet.

But compared to the Empire's simple puzzlement, down beneath Longlin Star, Abadon stared blankly at the Aolake that shattered a Dead Spirits assault ship with a single shot; after a long pause, he couldn't help looking at Washituoer:

"Does the Aolake's secondary cannon have this power?"

"How did we not know before?"

Abadon was puzzled, while Washituoer watched the scene, thinking of Xisi who had just entered, and felt an ominous premonition.

Both sides were lost in their thoughts until the scene moved again, prompting them to hurriedly refocus their gaze.

Then the onlookers saw the Aolake, which had been rotating for an unknown duration, finally cease its feeble spin, and its engine—long dead before the artillery—once again emitted a faint blue glow.

Abadon could no longer hold back and glared at Washituoer:

"Didn't you say the Aolake was broken? Isn't this engine fine?"

This time, Washituoer's angry response was a raised iron hammer scepter.

Accompanied by a crisp echo from his bald forehead, Washituoer's eyes stared dead at the scene, unwilling to shift even a fraction.

Because, with its mobility restored, the Hundredfold‑enhanced Aolake urgently needed massive amounts of wrecked ships and debris to repair its severely damaged body.

Under everyone's watch, the Aolake, bearing the Dead Spirits' increasingly frantic bombardment, began to act like a ravenous whale, devouring endlessly the warship wreckage of the Empire, Dead Spirits, and Chaos.

Even as others watched, the Aolake directly used the massive wound opened by the Dead Spirits to swallow an entire half of a broken Moon‑class ship in one bite.

A few minutes later, the Moon‑class Light Spear, which had long since been deactivated, suddenly received power again and, with exaggerated intensity, blasted toward the nearby Dead Spirits warship.

This time, even the Imperial Side sensed something amiss.

"Is there anyone inside the Light Spear turret?"

The Empire rejects automation; only a few high‑ranking members of the Mechanical Church use it critically in secret.

So despite having entered the space age, these warships' massive turrets cannot fire without human assistance.

Now, seeing this broken Moon‑class still able to fire, everyone's first thought was that there must be living people inside the turret.

Although they were correct—survivors indeed remained inside the turret—they were not busy serving the Divine Emperor; instead, they watched the frantic transformation, massive gears turning in succession, the Light Spear automatically loading, charging, and aiming, while a terrified crowd fled outward from the turret.

Fearing that a slower pace would have them crushed into mush by the reshaping machinery.

Then, an even more terrifying event occurred, one that even terrified the Dead Spirits.

The Aolake began devouring the wreckage of nearby Dead Spirits warships!

At first there was nothing remarkable; they merely watched the Empire's Light Spear gradually deform, its charging indicator shifting from white to green, and initially everyone was reluctant to trust their own hunch.

Until a 'Gauss Light Spear' reflected onto a Dead Spirits warship, and watching a 'Harvest Ship'—a main combat vessel—rumble as it deflected and disintegrated, this time even Washituoer underground could no longer sit still.

"Absorbing wrecked ship technology?"

"The Ominous Sign Ark I designed has this capability?!"

Washituoer couldn't understand either, and the Dead Spirits on the opposite side, stunned by the Aolake's Gauss Light Spear, were even more baffled.

Even seeing the Gauss Light Spear's usefulness, the Aolake immediately applied this technology to all the Light Spear turrets it had absorbed.

Activating the engine simultaneously, it frenziedly devours the dense wreckage of nearby warships.

Then, as Xisi rose from the Mechanical Throne and gazed at the Bridge that had brightened again, he suddenly noticed a communication request coming from a nearby projector.

Xisi, puzzled, was about to answer, but Aolake responded first— not only was the communication cut off directly, but almost all Gauss Light Spears were aimed at Longlin Star beneath their feet.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned; Washituoer quickly calculated and realized the enemy had aimed their cannon at him.

Just as he was wondering how Aolake had found them, Abadon behind him wore a puzzled expression:

"Why did Aolake reject my communication?"

"Besides, I told him to attack Xisi, so why is he aiming his cannon at us?"

Washituoer: "???"

Turning his head to look at Abadon, Washituoer's eyes......

Bright to the extreme!

"You already let him attack Xisi."

"How could he not give us a salvo?!"