Chapter 1497: Chapter 385: Earth Crisis Across Eras_5
"Hacking... it’s really amazing!"
Just as his emotions surged, a flash of light appeared in the small array in the center of the room, revealing a fist-sized crystal orb with a slowly rotating red vortex inside.
It emitted pure soul energy fluctuations.
Realizing the reward for fifteen victories was in place, Life Throat initiated decomposition and scanned it.
The analysis showed that this was a prize called the "Soul of Fighting", with a sacrificial value of 420,000.
In high spirits, he waved his hand and stored this valuable treasure in his space bag.
Next, he planned to first check out the environment of the Glory Arena, then consider challenging for sixteen victories.
However, for this battle, he felt he was bound to lose.
At sixteen victories, the intensity would increase again, and his current attributes made it difficult to continue progressing.
Closing his eyes, a slight glow flashed between his brows, releasing the perception of the Main Soul Eagle-headed Demon to its fullest extent.
Like invisible tendrils, it reached out beyond the room to explore the new world called "Glory Arena."
Perception penetrated the wall engraved with runes, extending outward.
The next moment, Life Throat suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of surprise flashing in his silver eyes.
"This is... the rule aura?!"
In his perception, the energy particles in this space were not just dense, but intertwined with rule patterns far clearer than those in the Death Arena.
This did not seem to be a characteristic of a resource node.
It was more like... a rule node.
For someone with the Eagle-headed Demon Life Soul, this kind of perception could never be wrong.
Thinking of this, he immediately looked to Guidance:
"Brother Guide, is there a rule node here?"
Facing the inquiry, the Guiding Water Ball opened its eyes and nodded indifferently:
[Glory Arena is built upon a rule node, the derivative energy dispersed by this node makes the energy density of this area so high.]
"Brother Guide, where is the node?"
After a brief silence, Guidance spoke:
[After twenty-two victories, there will be a three-month championship training, if you have the opportunity to enter that area, you will have the chance to touch the core crystal of the rule node and contain it.]
Twenty-two victories!
A burst of desire exploded in Life Throat’s eyes.
Once a demigod, he desired rule power more than any player.
Unlike resource nodes, as long as the rule node is contained, all players can gain a new rule power boost.
This was an offer hard to resist.
It was also an amplification sufficient to change the entire player faction’s strength hierarchy.
Just thinking about it made his emotions surge.
But currently, he obviously did not have the strength to challenge twenty-two victories.
Yet as a player, his future holds infinite possibilities.
He’s determined to achieve those twenty-two victories.
Next, he intends to return to the village to accumulate strength and set up Gambling City.
Until he possesses the strength to contain the rule node, he will return to challenge it.
The previous excitement had already settled, transforming into a flowing motivation in the depths of his heart.
As Life Throat prepared to initiate the sixteen victories challenge, test the intensity of sixteen victories, and then return to the village for free.
A private message marked as "special reminder" appeared in his mind.
...
Outside, Earth.
The blue planet floated in the depths of the black universe, as serene as ever.
But this serenity was completely shattered in the next second.
Outside Earth’s atmosphere, in the space close to the near-Earth orbit, space was suddenly ripped open like fragile fabric by an invisible giant force.
An irregular space rift, spanning tens of thousands of meters, suddenly appeared, constantly lengthening.
Inside was a deep, twisted darkness with no end in sight.
Soon, countless shadows slowly "flowed" out from the rift.
This was a massive Mechanical Army.
First arrived were millions of small assault ships resembling swarms of bees.
After densely emerging, they formed a sky-covering array.
Following closely were hundreds of main battleships as large as mountains.
Their massive hulls were covered with fierce turrets, and the thick armor plates were engraved with spiritual patterns and numbered, like moving Steel Fortresses.
Further away, even larger and more complex mobile city-like motherships and command arks were slowly squeezing out of the rift.
These even surpassed many human cities in size, with cold observation windows like the eyes of a giant beast, indifferently overlooking the blue planet below.
This enormous Mechanical Army was approaching Earth in a seemingly slow yet extremely swift silent speed.
Clearly with an invasive posture.
Because of their arrival, there were no warnings, no communications, only the cold torrent of steel and shadows of destruction, instantly enveloping the entire planet.
Earth’s disaster, suddenly descended.
At this moment, in the most core command room of the Mechanical Army’s mothership.
The walls, ceiling, and even the floor here are composed of flowing data and star maps, countless information refreshes at a speed beyond human comprehension.
In the center of the command room, a blue crystal, approximately thirty meters in diameter, was suspended.
Its surface bore countless facets in constant subtle adjustment, reflecting the energy flow within, transmitting vast streams of information every second.
It was the absolute core of the Mechanical Army: the Central Brain.
Once, it had a code name "Star Three."
At this moment, cold streams of information were transmitting within this super intelligent brain.
"Signal source coordinates confirmed... matching data in progress..."
"Database comparison complete... confirmed as the disappearance coordinate point of Mechanical Troops III... identified as Source Core coordinates... ."
"Source Core recovery plan... initiated... ."
The Central Brain’s gaze pierced through layers of the mothership, firmly locking onto the blue planet below.
Its cold gaze carried no emotion, only the absolute implementation of set procedures.
"Source Core... Father... I’m here."
Energy flows crisscrossed and surged on the surface of the central intelligent brain, manifesting a widely familiar star ring mark representing the Moon Eclipse Clan to Earth’s creatures.
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