Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World Chapter 1113: The Arrival of the Mecha Army

"A world like Mystic Void Continent..." Amalia sighed. "I’d be content if it grew as large as the Devil Battlefield."

"It’s more than that. If you could gain the recognition of the will of the planet Shadron, you might even be able to absorb this planet, just like how Mother absorbed Regnum Tellus," Wealth added.

Amalia was shocked. "Is that even possible?"

"Normally, no. But Mother is different," Wealth replied with a mischievous grin.

"What makes different?" Amalia asked skeptically.

"Mother has a Chaos-type Spiritual Vein. On top of that, you absorbed the last strand of Chaos Origin during the Path of All Immortals. Chaos signifies creation and also holds the essence of the earth. So as long as you gain the recognition of a planet’s will, you can rge with it," Wealth explained patiently.

"The more powerful a planet, the stronger its will, making it harder to rge. However, the will of Shadron is already quite weak. If you save its people, it might just thank you," Wealth speculated.

"I see," Amalia nodded in understanding.

Suddenly, Kenny Lin walked over to the window. "Alright, it seems we have ’guests’ again. Those beast puppets might co in handy."

"A whole cha squadron? They’ve sent a good number of people this ti. Let’s go et them," Amalia said, her divine sense extending into the distance.

In no ti, she also detected the aliens hovering just outside the atmosphere of Shadron.

Amalia sent Wealth back to the small world to continue hatching the Pixiu egg.

Wealth was sowhat resentful, but who could bla him?

He was the only direct descendant of the Nine Heaven Pixiu at the mont.

The chance of successfully hatching the Pixiu’s egg was relatively low.

Without pure bloodline hatching the eggs, survival was difficult.

Therefore, this important task had to be entrusted to Wealth.

The two of them arrived at the spacious plaza, where Khalil was with Tariq and a group of soldiers, familiarizing themselves with the Cosmorite chas.

The internal structure of the Cosmorite chas was different from their own chas, and at first, they were struggling to adapt to the control system.

Fortunately, they were all professional cha Soldiers.

For example, Tariq had already begun to adjust, though his flexibility was still lacking a bit.

"Benefactor, why are you two out here?" Khalil quickly jumped out of the Cosmorite cha as soon as he saw them.

"An alien cha squad is coming. They should land on Shadron in about ten minutes," Amalia reminded him.

Khalil’s expression imdiately changed, and he bitterly smiled, "I knew the aliens would send a lot of chas, but to fight a cha squad of 10,000 soldiers... we’re probably still not enough."

They had only about 300 Cosmorite chas that were still operational, which was a lot, but a cha army of tens of thousands was still too much to handle, especially since they weren’t fully proficient in operating them.

"I understand. We’ll help you this ti as well," Amalia said, not surprised.

It would be strange if they could handle it on their own.

"How can we keep asking you to protect us?" Khalil said sowhat awkwardly.

"It’s no trouble. We’re not the ones doing most of the fighting," Amalia replied.

Just as they were puzzled, Amalia summoned five beast puppets.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden appearance of the five beast puppets.

"Benefactor, you... this..." Khalil stuttered.

In the past two days, he had been overwheld with too many shocks.

"It’s just a small trick, don’t mind it. Just focus on these beast puppets," Amalia said with a smile.

Khalil was left speechless.

This was far from a small trick.

The empire had once studied space folding technology, but even after the alien invasion, they had never been able to make it work.

Such an ability, if applied to the battlefield, would certainly change the course of battle.

The Cosmorite chas of the aliens were said to be kept in a very small space, carried with them, and only taken out when needed.

Their space folding technology was already highly advanced.

Khalil knew it wasn’t a good idea to ask too much, so he forced himself to focus on the beast puppets.

As he looked at them, he couldn’t help but question, "Are these chas?"

He had never seen chas with this kind of design.

They looked like wooden statues, and the visual appearance was far inferior to that of regular chas.

"They’re beast puppets, self-moving beast puppets. In a mont, they’ll be responsible for fighting. These beast puppets don’t have their own consciousness, so they might not be able to keep many Cosmorite chas intact for you," Amalia explained.

Khalil quickly shook his head. "No need to hold back. The few hundred Cosmorite chas we have are already enough for us to handle."

"All we can do is try our best," Amalia replied, knowing that in reality, it wasn’t enough.

There were still many soldiers without chas.

The enemy alert alarm sounded again on Shadron.

The aliens, still in space and preparing to land on Shadron, froze when they heard the sound.

"The humans on Shadron noticed our arrival this quickly?" One of the subordinates, scratching his bald head in surprise, asked.

"Probably. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have reacted so fast," another one squinted his eyes.

"It seems that Shadron indeed has so issues. There might be a powerful presence there."

On their way over, they had already learned the truth.

"Don’t get too cocky. We are a cha army of ten thousand. These humans were already frightened by a thousand-cha squad," the bald-headed alien said dismissively.

"Don’t be so arrogant. If sothing has gone wrong, be cautious. We still have an important target," said Lorrik, narrowing his eyes as he gazed at the iron-gray planet in front of them.

There was an odd feeling he couldn’t quite explain.

"I understand. It’s just retrieving the Cosmorite chas that the humans confiscated. Once we’ve wiped them out, we’ll easily get them back," the bald-headed alien sneered, showing a bloodthirsty grin.

"Let’s go," Lorrik ordered.