Orion's eyelids twitched. It's Rupert, the one who started the Emperor War? Asat Pramad, his luck today is too good. Discover more novels at novel{f}ire
As Orion, who had replicated the [Divine Persona Mask], he knew very well that every roll of the dice was a completely random result. Not only did Asat Pramad just impersonate Zephyro, another Lord Ravager, but now he also drew the Emperor…
But thankfully, it was only an impersonation. Moreover… he could still roll the dice three more tis today, while Asat Pramad had already used his last one. The advantage is mine.
"Good brother!" Just then, a hand suddenly clapped him on the shoulder. Orion turned and saw a big smile on Stelle's delicate, dust-stained face. "You finally changed back! You scared to death just now, I thought you really turned into a woman…"
Orion noticed a trace of blood on her lips. "Are you alright? You were kicked several tis just now…"
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Stelle patted her chest with a resounding thud. "My body is tough! Don't worry, I'll help you deal with that tin can!"
"No, actually, you don't need to…"
Before he could finish, the chanical Emperor in the sky made a new move. Rupert raised his tal arm, the eerie red light from his eyes sweeping across the land. "Let show you the fruits of the forr Emperor."
Rumble— The ground began to shake violently! On the distant horizon, a huge shadow rose. It was a humanoid machine as enormous as a mountain!
"That's… a Creation Engine?!" Bronya widened her eyes in disbelief from a distance.
But what shocked them even more was yet to co. A second Creation Engine appeared. Then a third. Three massive machines approached the center of the battlefield.
"What the hell is that?!" Stelle was dumbfounded.
Orion knew these must have been re-empowered by Asat Pramad's infamous "Anti-Organic Formula"…
At this mont, Rupert floated in the air, overlooking the people below like ants. "Co, face your final destruction."
"Report!" a Silvermane Guard shouted in terror. "Behind us! A large number of automatons have appeared! They are advancing towards us at full speed!"
"Everyone, listen up!" Gepard imdiately reacted. "We are the shield of Belobog! We must not let them interfere with Orion's battle! For Belobog! Charge!"
The Silvermane Guards imdiately ford a defensive formation, using their flesh and blood to build a line of defense.
In the frontline, Stelle looked at the three Creation Engines and frowned. "One is fine, but three… what about the other two?" She looked up at Rupert in the sky. He waved his hand again, and dozens of elite humanoid machines appeared before Orion and Stelle, ard to the teeth.
"Orion, what do we do?" Stelle was a little anxious.
"We're here to help!" Familiar voices ca from behind. Dan Heng and Hiko finally arrived!
"Just in ti!" Stelle's eyes lit up. "Let's go deal with those big guys!"
Orion nodded. "Go."
The three Creation Engines had already approached. "Good luck," Stelle said, shouldering her baseball bat.
"Wait," Orion suddenly called out to her, handing her a uniquely shaped lance. "Cocolia gave this to . It's said to be the relic of Belobog's first Supre Guardian. Its power might suit you better."
Stelle steadily took the lance, a certain will seemingly lingering on its shaft. She was stunned, then showed an incredibly bright smile. "Thanks, good brother! See you later!"
After speaking, she carried the lance and, together with Dan Heng and Hiko, split up to face the three giant Creation Engines. The dozens of chanical guards summoned by Rupert had already raised their weapons, and countless cannon fires rained down on Orion!
His figure flickered, effortlessly moving through the barrage. He pressed the mask onto his face again.
Buzz— The dice appeared and spun. It first stopped on [The Hunt], but then it gently flipped over… finally, a dragon-shaped symbol lit up.
This is… Permanence? Orion was surprised for a mont, then his figure began to change.
When the transformation ended, what appeared was a figure of unearthly beauty. White hair like snow reached her waist, with a pair of dragon horns on her forehead. In her golden vertical pupils, the inherent majesty of a superior being flowed. Dressed in a luxurious white dragon-patterned robe, this was the Dragon Lord of the Xianzhou Fanghu—High Elder Huyuanyun!
Stelle, who was fiercely battling a Creation Engine, almost got hit by a giant chanical fist when she glimpsed this scene. "No… good brother, why are you a woman again?! And this ti you even grew horns!"
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