My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1151 - 340: Three Gods of the Borderland, Mecha Queen Ascends to King! The Battle of Gods! Son of the World Tree_3

Chapter 1151: Chapter 340: Three Gods of the Borderland, Mecha Queen Ascends to King! The Battle of Gods! Son of the World Tree_3

Henry Wu, upon hearing the words, was first stunned, then thought of something.

Click, click, click!

The white porcelain in the Machinery Ring, originally condensed from highly refined Shimmering Oil and used to seal the Machine Judges, suddenly showed web-like cracks.

Next moment, the Machine Judges opened their eyes, looked at the Shimmering Oil entwined around their bodies, and a trace of impatience flashed in their eyes.

Bang!

Accompanied by the sound of an explosion, all the Machinery Rings shattered, dust flew, and eight powerful figures emerged, radiating vast Mech Spiritual Energy that covered the original Order Ecological of the Order Heaven, giving rise to different mechanical ecologies.

The first to appear was a burly man in a black long robe, riding a Holy Mecha White Tiger, the Old Machinery Association’s Machine Judge—Victor Harris.

He looked at the baffled everyone and coughed lightly, "This Shimmering Oil is really amazing. It actually sealed me for so long, but with my unremitting efforts, I’ve finally come out."

"..." Joanne Jones and Henry Wu fell silent.

The audience in the live broadcasting room also didn’t speak.

Gary Smith looked at him with a smile, making Victor Harris feel somewhat embarrassed.

"Alright, old Harry, stop pretending. They saw through your thoughts a long time ago. Being bold enough to own up to your actions is what makes a man. I, for one, just want to see if I can find an opportunity to pick up something cheap, taking advantage of Old Watson’s Mechanism Angel plan to find a chance for the Steam Faction to ascend to power."

With the tolling of a great bell, billowing steam swept across the world, and a steam Giant God Soldier hundreds of meters tall appeared, yet inside was a seemingly frail man with black frame glasses—a technical man.

He was the Steam Faction’s Machine Judge—Dragon River Sea.

"Hehe, you men always speak so righteously, but in reality, you’re just trying to kill two birds with one stone, aiming to carve your own path. It’s just distasteful to me," the young woman said frankly.

An endless swarm of Insert Mechanism swept past, forming a huge mechanical Mother Nest. On top of it sat a judge from the Insert Mechanism church—Rachel Frost, dressed in hot pants and a short-sleeved shirt, with colorful dyed hair, exceedingly non-mainstream.

She looked at Gary Smith with a smiling face and blew a kiss, encouragingly saying, "Little brother, you’re really great, seeing through everything. You’re so cunning it even amazes Ling Ling, and now my heart is still racing."

"A racing heart? Even the ancestor of deers must have died off several times over by now, and yet here’s an old woman over eight hundred years old, still acting young every day. She probably has a mental issue. I suggest visiting my clinic afterwards for treatment; as a friend, I’ll give you a 20% discount," a cold, intellectual magnetic voice mixed with electronic sounds interjected.

Hundreds upon hundreds of metallic tendrils burst forth, ending in golden electronic eyes.

They writhed continuously, observing the world and projecting countless images, with streams of data flowing and beginning to compute information.

At the end of these tendrils was a three-meter-tall mechanical man walking slowly, with a rugged appearance yet every action exuding a refined elegance. He looked up at the Mechanism World above the Heavenly Dome, his brows furrowed in concern.

Upon hearing this, Rachel Frost’s face turned cold, "Johnny Walker, are you looking for trouble? How about we have it out right now?"

As she spoke, thousands of Insert Mechanisms buzzed and swept towards him, but mid-way they were grasped by a Mech Armor giant hand, and with a snap, crackle, and pop, numerous mechanical parts scattered.

The figure in the Gundam-styled Battle Armor appeared, looking at both of them speechlessly, "Fighting and fighting, how vulgar. Stop causing a scene. If we keep this up, our Base Camp will be overturned."

It was the Armor Faction’s Machine Judge—Johnny Walker.

Beyond him were others like the Electromagnetic Faction’s Machine Judge—Eliana Watson, whose appearance was a massive electromagnetic Light Ball, like a magnetic storm personified, containing the power to destroy the world.

The last to walk out was a huge Eight-Arm Scorpion-headed Titan with no distinguishable differences from a living creature, except for the Mech Spiritual Energy flowing within, indicating it was a Mechanical Beast, not an actual life form.

Atop its head stood an indifferent and lofty figure, his gaze fixed on Gary Smith... or more precisely, on the black red dragon ant at his back, his expression filled with anticipation.

Victor Harris’s teasing voice resounded, "Carter Lim, stop staring. Your Blood Mechanism Faction, even if you work hard for another thousand years, might find it hard to reach the level of this perfect life."

Carter Lim responded indifferently, "How would you know without trying? Technology only progresses through continuous trial and error."

At this point, he nodded at Gary Smith, saying with admiration, "You, are very impressive!"

The arrival of the Eight Machine Judges brought a moment of stillness to the entire Mechanism King’s Domain.

Henry Wu’s mouth curved into a bitter smile, as he let out a self-deprecating laugh.

Anyone with sense, in the course of their conversation, could understand that these Top Powerhouses were never sealed but had strategized, using him as a pawn.

Hoping to take advantage at the last minute, they planned to use the power of the Mechanic God for their own ascension.

But they had not anticipated their plan being exposed and the Mechanism Angels being intercepted by the Mechanic God, nor being revealed by Gary Smith, which forced an early entrance.

It could well be called a gathering of crafty old-timers!

Indeed, in this Spiritual Power-dominated world, the longer one lived, the more Spirit energy amassed, the greater the wisdom of these top-tier powerhouses became.

Joanne Jones opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

It was Gary Smith, however, who casually asked a question, "Aren’t you afraid of being contaminated by the Shimmering Oil?"

Gary Smith did not use the Eye of Truth to obtain the information; the absolute level difference made it impossible to see the content, only a sea of question marks.

It was the Little Spider that, during the activation of the Virtual Weaving Sky, discovered these fellows hadn’t fallen into a dream.

Then, he had Mousie pretend to destroy the Mecha Queen’s Light Ball earlier, only to discover that these individuals had very whole souls, showing no sign of being turned into Mech Souls.

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