This is really not mechanical ascension Chapter 1010 - 520: The Dejected Manager and the Highest Aut

But he himself is just an S Level Life Form. This Star Beast is incredibly balanced in strength, not slow in speed, and has torn a space rift, already closing in.

However, Li Ming suddenly turned around sharply, then retreated violently. The Star Beast pursued relentlessly, the distance between them rapidly closing.

With just a single thought, they had already surpassed the Star Beast’s extre active range, yet the opponent continued to chase tirelessly.

"As expected..." Li Ming was not surprised, silently, his figure suddenly vanished.

When he appeared again, it was near the tal wreckage, the closest he had just rushed to.

Gale Shadow Hunting!

The ability from [Vortex Swift Shadow] allowed him to complete a spatial swap instantaneously.

In interstellar fights, spatial lock is often the starting move, and the S Level [Vortex Swift Shadow] basically has no room to play.

But in this place, it exerted a miraculous effect, with extrely high spatial solidity, yet no lock imposed.

Upon appearing, Li Ming didn’t pause, rushing straight towards the tal wreckage, chanical Sovereign gathered, charging in from the place he had already anchored, like a tal door.

He thought it would take so effort to smash it open, but managed to break into it effortlessly.

No ti to observe the surroundings, he imdiately concentrated and waited.

And the Star Beast, realizing itself to be the fool, had turned back at this mont, nearly landing at the mont Li Ming charged into the tal wreckage, stopping not far from it.

Energy aura boiling, two pupils of different colors emitting terrifying murderous intent.

A faint spiritual fluctuation ca, "Die... Die..."

This narrow space trembled incessantly, almost on the verge of collapse, it was truly enraged, abruptly attempting to rush in after a brief pause.

Yet, the taut tal chains vibrated fiercely, the arcs blazing more intensely, ravaging its lean body.

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, twenty minutes...

Ti passed second by second, the Star Beast struggled forward.

Li Ming stood quietly by the broken tal door, watching, neither blocking nor seizing the opportunity to attack.

Until half an hour later, the distance between these beasts and the tal wreckage reduced to three ters.

If it were to unleash energy brilliance even slightly, it could utterly annihilate this piece of tal wreckage, but ultimately, it only wailed once, its entire body pulled back.

This ti it seed heavily injured, unable to get up for a long ti.

"Seems it’s not the distance insufficient, but incapable of attacking this tal wreckage..."

Li Ming murmured, ignoring whether its injuries were real or fake, heading inside the tal wreckage.

This seems to be an operations room, evidently built to regular Titan height.

His True Body walking here felt like entering a giant’s realm, but the chanical Sovereign’s height was about right.

This is just a broken small part, many pathways have been cut off.

The only place still operating completely was the spot where he captured the electromagnetic fluctuations.

The tal door was locked, but not sturdy, a slight exertion from Li Ming broke through.

The interior space is incredibly spacious, directly facing the door is a glass wall, able to clearly see the external scene, devoid of other items.

"This place..." Li Ming frowned, sweeping around, finding no instrunts or equipnt.

Having pondered for more than half an hour, not uncovering any signs until he tried to dissolve the Venerate King Form of the chanical Sovereign and Tank Guard, revealing his True Body.

It seed to trigger so chanism, a flood of light from all directions engulfed him.

And on the glass wall in front, light and shadow intertwined, as if ti was reversed, the broken outer space renewed with an unimaginable speed.

The visible end extended rapidly, unexpectedly transforming into layers of enormous stands, with tall Titans sitting or standing, vaguely hearing the bustling sounds of people’s voices.

"This should be a scene when the arena was thriving..." Li Ming didn’t believe a true space-ti reversal had occurred, likely just so form of Mimicry.

Sure enough, in the glass wall, the once prosperous external space declined again at a faster speed, edges shattered, the stands vanished.

The scenario in front changed rapidly, in just five or six minutes, the blazing light in the room gradually dimd.

Li Ming’s gaze fixed intently, light and shadow intertwined, a blurry figure gradually surfaced, then solidified.

Not a Titan, green skin, about two or three ters tall.

"Is this the Manager here?" Li Ming wondered.

Before speaking, he saw the opponent’s eyes shift, landing on him.

A hint of shock and uncertainty reflected on its cheeks.

"@#*!" It suddenly sighed, speaking in Titan language.

Li Ming fetched the translator with relevant data from the Control page, placed it in his ear, synchronizing translation—

"Darn, how is it just a Titan Branch, and a Lord Level one!"

"Finished... Finished... Finished..."

This guy looked desolate, as if faced with a great trauma, glaring at the short human in front of him, gnashing his teeth: "Since you’re not a Titan, why do you awaken ?"

Li Ming felt baffled, noting this managent system differed greatly from Titan-type intelligence he’d encountered, highly anthropomorphic, rich emotional module.

"May I inquire how to address you?" Li Ming asked tentatively.

The opponent did not reply imdiately, tightly staring at him, as if intending to swallow him whole.