Chapter 32: Death of the Mad King

"This is the combat footage captured by the surveillance cameras; please take a look."

Mulafusiji operated the Data Slate, showing the surveillance footage to the Mad King.

Puhachi's prosthetic eye rotated, looking at the enemy army that had slaughtered its way through the Upper Hive and was heading straight for the Hive Tower.

After he saw the giant in the footage, his prosthetic eye flashed with red light.

A few seconds later, Puhachi stood up abruptly.

"Good! Very good!"

Puhachi's scarlet prosthetic eye scanned the crowd, and he said with disdain.

"Idiots, you have seen it well; now is the time to make you understand that flesh and blood are fragile."

"This idiot thinks he is powerful, but compared to me, who possesses a truly perfect body, he is nothing but a toy."

"Turn on the surveillance footage from beneath the Hive Tower for me; you pieces of trash, keep your eyes wide open and watch."

Subsequently, Puhachi strode out of the palace.

Everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the same thought popped into most people's minds.

【Omnissiah above, please bless that giant to achieve victory and kill the Mad King!】

The moment the elevator landed, Puhachi impatiently smashed open the iron door and rushed out of the Hive Tower.

As he ran, the scene of the battlefield also entered his eyes.

Puhachi discovered that his meticulously crafted Steel Legion, despite outnumbering the enemy several times over, held no advantage and was instead being beaten back step by step.

【This does not conform to logic.】

Light flickered in his prosthetic eye, and he immediately activated the Dynamic Scanner installed in his left eye to capture the situation of both sides on the battlefield.

Puhachi first locked onto two targets, Thierry Viera and another unknown burly man; they charged into his Steel Legion and no one could stop them.

Puhachi saw that the analysis conclusion for both was a medium threat, so he lost interest in them.

He drove the scanner at full power and finally captured the giant's movements.

The next instant, the scanner suddenly crackled, and Puhachi lost vision in his left eye.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Puhachi's single eye looked at the giant; there was actually someone who exceeded the scanner's analysis range, which completely surpassed his scope of cognition.

His body trembled, and he stepped forward, charging straight toward the giant.

Puhachi would never allow any existence that defied the truth; the blasphemous giant must be purified.

Ninglu noticed his presence the moment the robot walked out of the Hive Tower and associated him with the identity of the Mad King of Lukebo.

He swung his Heavy Halberd, sweeping down a swathe of enemy troops, and was just preparing to kill the enemy leader first when he did not expect Puhachi to charge at him.

"Heretic, die!"

A buzzing sound came from Puhachi's Sound Array Synthesizer, mixed with the hissing sound of electricity.

He raised his left arm high, and the 3.2-meter-long folding blade, like a mantis, struck directly at the top of Ninglu's head.

Ninglu swung his halberd to meet it; with a clang, the blade tip scratched the shaft of the halberd.

The sharp Mantis Blade, which had cost a great fortune and been tempered and forged many times, held the upper hand in the clash of weapons.

The mechanical arm gained the advantage, causing the crackling noise in Puhachi's mind to disappear for a moment.

"The machine is indestructible..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and a massive force suddenly came from the Mantis Blade.

With a bang, the Mantis Blade shattered, and the flying fragments shot toward several Steel Warriors running over at a rapid pace.

A blade fragment pierced through one person's alloy armor, burst their flesh-and-blood heart, and extended out from their back.

The rotating shaft at the connection point spun rapidly, hitting another person's throat, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Error, it is all an error..."

Puhachi heard the wailing of the machine, and he swung his mechanical arm, booming toward Ninglu.

Ninglu raised his left hand and pinched the Mad King's fist.

He swung his arm with force, and Puhachi was unable to control his body, being flung into the air.

Ninglu used the Mad King as a mechanical arm to swing, flinging him to the front left to smash several Steel Warriors into pulp, and then sweeping him to the rear to knock away a swathe of enemies.

Feeling that the "weapon" in his hand was unexpectedly easy to use, he immediately rushed to the most densely packed area of the crowd, his left arm swinging like a windmill; the enemies fell in swathes, just like harvested wheat.

The Steel Warriors charged madly toward Ninglu, wanting to save their King, the guide of their Mechanical Ascension.

The human tide surged, throwing itself at the giant.

The human tide hit a reef harder than steel and scattered in all directions.

Ninglu swung Puhachi violently until, with a bang, the steel body could no longer withstand the violent power of the Primarch and shattered, forcing him to stop.

At the same time, Ninglu, who had performed an act consistent with a "Barbarian" and broken the rules of Lukebo, clearly felt that the Potion had been mostly digested.

"King Puhachi is dead!"

The Steel Warriors widened their eyes; they lost their faith and knelt down dejectedly.

"The Mad King is dead!"

The palace of the Hive Tower erupted in enthusiastic cheers, and most of the nobles raised their arms and cheered, celebrating the end of the age of Darkness.

They looked at those alien types who were withdrawing, "Don't let the Mad King's lackeys run away."

While the nobles vented their anger, Thierry excitedly ran to Puhachi's corpse; after confirming that the Mad King was completely dead, he immediately came before Ninglu and knelt on one knee.

"My King, Thierry Viera swears his loyalty to you with his family honor and soul, never to change for eternity!"

"I accept your loyalty!"

Ninglu said in a deep voice, "Take your men and follow me to ascend the tower."

"Luoersiliefu, you lead your men to take the prisoners into custody."

"Establish a defensive line and prepare for an attack."

"As you command, my lord!"

Luoersiliefu accepted the order and immediately began to act.

Thierry led the way, and Ninglu arrived at the palace.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, he saw the golden hall stained with fresh blood and corpses lying in pools of blood.

Ninglu cast his gaze toward the nobles dressed in fine robes; before he could speak, he was surprised to see all those nobles kneel on one knee.

"We offer our loyalty to the liberator of Lukebo!"

Ninglu was silent for a moment, then activated his Spirit Vision to observe the crowd, discovering that the primary colors of their auras were yellow for happiness and extroversion, and white for light, and he suddenly understood.

"I accept your allegiance!"

"My King, the entire Hive City welcomes your arrival, except for Sage Kivior-15 at the third Altar."

Ninglu already had a plan; he looked at the nobles of Lukebo and asked in a deep voice.

"During this period, has there been a significant drop in production capacity?"

The nobles all looked at the giant in surprise; how did this new king know? Could it be that Thierry told him?

"My King, I am Count Mulafusiji; as wise as you are, it is indeed so."

Ninglu nodded slightly; his judgment was indeed correct. Puhachi, who favored heavy machinery, despised weak flesh, and was nearly insane, clearly would not care about the food crisis caused by Xenos pirates.

Even the remote Teziwoke was affected, so Lukebo, which had a larger population and was located in the central region, must have been affected even more, but no one dared to report it to the Mad King, and Puhachi would care even less about those fragile flesh-and-blood lives.

"I need a representative to tell that Sage that I will restore Lukebo and further increase its production capacity."

The nobles looked at each other, and finally, they all cast their gazes toward Mulafusiji, who had spoken just a moment ago.

"My King, I am willing to go; I believe the Sage certainly does not wish for the flames of war to continue in Lukebo."

"My King, I will go with Count Mulafusiji."

Thierry volunteered, and Ninglu agreed immediately.

"Good."

"Tell Kivior-15 that if he does not believe it, he may verify it with Sage Kaminski."

(End of this chapter)