This is really not mechanical ascension Chapter 915 - 472: The Arsenal of Weapons So Hard It’s Outra

"What exactly is he thinking?" Heckler couldn’t fathom Li Ming’s reasons for such actions, no matter what position he considered.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind? Perhaps he said he didn’t go, but actually did." Various speculations erged in his mind.

"Should we still send soone to the chanical Court..." Yon hesitated and asked.

"Yes, we should still send people." Heckler decisively said, "No matter the reason, Azure Dragon has a compelling reason to do this, and that reason cannot be to protect the chanical Court."

"Perhaps this is still an opportunity." Heckler said in a deep voice, "I will send Ivan there..."

"Scarlet Wolf, my lord?" Yon was surprised; this individual is an X Level Life Form.

"Better safe than sorry." Heckler shook his head, Yon nodded, and then reported, "There’s one more thing. I’ve been in contact with the guy who sold Ryan’s information..."

As he spoke, his expression beca subtly strange, "He actually wants to contact him via the Black Hole Network, and the price is very high."

"What price?" Heckler couldn’t help but look.

"He wants us to eliminate ten planet governors." Yon had already anticipated this and added, "I’ve investigated, these ten planet governors are all Ruest’s people, and they’re opposed by many."

"We can only roughly estimate that the person in question might be a prince."

"Haha..." Heckler laughed, as if reminiscing about sothing, "What kind of leverage does he have to demand such a high price?"

Yon was a bit baffled, "I don’t know, I can’t figure out if his tactics are deliberately clumsy or just inherently clumsy. He kept implying to that the information he holds is very important, worth such a high price."

"Let’s leave him hanging for a while..." Heckler didn’t care. The matter was almost settled, and he didn’t care where Ryan was being held or what experints were being conducted on him.

"Understood." Yon nodded and quickly left.

...

"Mikhail, what’s the situation with the place we’re going next? You should give us a heads up."

On the way, as they passed vast ruins below, Costate asked, and Diwusi agreed.

This ti, Mikhail did not deliberately hide anything and said, "According to our deductions with the Forging Hamr, that place should be sothing like a weapon warehouse."

"Weapon warehouse?"

Hearing this, everyone’s spirits lifted, "Tell us more."

"There’s not much to explain, you’ll understand once you get there." Mikhail shook his head.

"Why can’t you get in? Is so kind of test required?" Diwusi asked, and the others couldn’t help but tense up.

"How could it be? A weapon warehouse at most needs authorization verification; there’s nothing to test." Mikhail was at a loss, "We can’t get in because the energy of that weapon warehouse is depleted and it is locked; it can’t be accessed by any ans."

"Oh?" Lancaster looked over, but before he could speak, Mikhail interrupted, displeased, "It’s just a matter of a few minutes, hard to explain in detail. Once you reach the place, you’ll understand."

Hearing this, everyone’s brows furrowed slightly, but they said nothing.

Weapon warehouse?

Li Ming’s heart stirred, feeling a bit regretful; it seems... this might not be his specialty.

If there are many items inside, he might have a share, but if there are too few, it doesn’t sound promising.

Suddenly, while everyone’s thoughts differed, the surging black mist around was abruptly cut open, as a beam of light streaked across the sky.

"Where did the attack co from?"

Lancaster was the first to react; with a stretch of his hand, energy particles gathered in his palm.

Cedric had already rushed into the black mist; Costate was just a step slower in speaking. He instinctively looked at Mikhail, seeing the other’s indifferent expression, he let out a sigh of relief, thinking there shouldn’t be any major danger.

Soon, amidst the churning mist, Cedric returned holding a large chanical bird, its wingspan over a hundred ters, and its chanical pupils gleaming blood-red, flickering incessantly.

Mikhail then spoke, "This is a damaged machine body, the greatest danger within the entire ruin. It views any outsider as an enemy to be indiscriminately annihilated."

"This Holy Spirit Civilization Ruin really is a good place." Cedric casually crushed the chanical head in his hand.

Mikhail’s tone was indifferent, "Now only such ordinary chanical bodies remain to be cleaned up. In the beginning, there were broken X Level chanical Bodies."

Everyone’s expressions paused slightly, thinking of many things. For these Divine Craftsn, their forte was repairing.

Damaged X Level chanical Bodies, they knew not how many they had dealt with, though the bulk likely went to the Forging Hamr.

"Reynolds, what are you doing?" Li Ming finally couldn’t hold back.

From the beginning, this guy had him enveloped in an Electromagnetic Field, not very strong, but quite inexplicable.

"I wanted to see if you’re a chanical Transformation..." Reynolds awkwardly retracted the field, grumbling internally.

It’s really not a chanical Transformation?

Then just how high is this guy’s developnt potential?

After flying for a while longer, they seed to be nearing the core area, with more and more towering building remnants and even a half-go giant chanical body.

But on the surface, it looked very mottled and likely held little value, which was why it hadn’t been salvaged by Mikhail and the others.

anwhile, the attacks vaguely coming from the mist also beca more frequent, but posed little threat to them.

Reynolds had been holding back all the way and finally couldn’t resist asking in a low voice, "Li Ming, just how high is your developnt potential?"

The others appeared indifferent but had their ears perked up.

After the assessnt ended, nobody ntioned that Li Ming was already an S Level Life Form.

Not because it wasn’t important but because it was too important, and they knew they wouldn’t get an answer if they asked.

Yet before Li Ming could speak, Mikhail said, "We’re here."

Everyone’s attention was drawn, and Reynolds also seed to forget his question, being the first to land on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Everyone descended one after another, entering what seed like a military forbidden zone, with apparent tal scraps of weaponry of all kinds around them.

On the ground lay a huge pit, and below were fragnts of tunnels and circuits, appearing to be so sort of underground fortress, badly damaged.

"They’re actually using substantial circuits; I wonder what kind of energy they were transmitting." Li Ming sighed inwardly, looking around but seeing nothing of value, as most of the tal materials were ordinary.

It was estimated that anything of value had been picked clean by the Forging Hamr and the two guys in front of him.

In the center of the pit, there was a small silver tal block, suspended mid-air, slowly rotating.

The surroundings were excessively flat, signifying significant damage had been inflicted.

"Is this their weapon warehouse?" Everyone gathered near, surprised by the small tal block only about a cubic ter in size.

"What did you think? That they’d really build a big warehouse?" Reynolds sneered:

"The space technology of the Holy Spirit Civilization has reached a high-dinsional transmission level. Within a certain range, all those with authorized permissions can directly apply for transfers, and weapons will appear in their hands, ignoring distances."

Li Ming raised an eyebrow; so impressive?

The people before him were mostly not technicians and were visibly perplexed.

Gonzalez frowned and said, "So, without permission, it can’t be opened, huh? Can’t you Divine Craftsn crack it?"

"Crack it? It’s completely locked down." Reynolds was speechless, and Mikhail calmly explained, "Its supporting energy has, over the long years, depleted to the point it can only maintain its own operation, entering a closed state."

"To open it, one would have to create instability within its internal space, but therein lies the issue. This thing is outrageously hard, with almost no inter-molecular gaps, and it isolates all interference, making its internal space impervious to disruption."

Mikhail, speaking up to this point, seed sowhat helpless, "From the Forging Hamr onwards, we’ve tried every thod we could think of, but unfortunately, none have worked."

Outrageously hard?

Li Ming, who had been randomly glancing about, suddenly focused his attention.