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Chapter 1167 - 344: The True King Slaughters Gods! The Supreme Council Descends! Mythical Form!

Chapter 1167: Chapter 344: The True King Slaughters Gods! The Supreme Council Descends! Mythical Form!

Every True King born received the praise of the Main World.

Let all beings know that the Mortal World Top has gained yet another exalted position, towering above countless lives.

The authority and laws of a True King, not even Great Existences could interfere with.

For instance, within the Mechanism King’s Domain right now,

the Machinery Star, which was about to turn into ashes under divine might, no longer shattered. The Ninefold Mechanical Heaven, which had begun to collapse, was also rising bit by bit, dust swirling into the air.

But it could be seen that the Hand of Mech God, comparable to a Great Domain, covering the skies and obscuring the sun, halted in mid-air, entwined by countless silver Order rays, fiercely suppressed, unable to move.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The sound of footsteps resonated, slow yet seemingly trembling souls with their power, causing countless residents of the Live Broadcasting Room and the eight Machine Judges to lower their heads, their gazes filled with awe and reverence.

Before a True King, one must always maintain respect!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Air currents swept up, dispersing the dust and sand.

Click! Click! Click!

Delicate and full bare feet stepped on the ground of Order Heaven, with Law Circles spreading outwards. Everywhere they reached, all things broken were repaired, returning to their original order.

In the blink of an eye, the Ninefold Mechanical Heaven was repaired, the shattered Machinery Star restored to its former state, and even the traces bored through by Gary Smith with the Fire of the Taboo Sun were smoothed over.

A figure... or rather, a silhouette of light, appeared.

She was clothed in a long dress woven from light and shadow, its hem trailing countless root tendrils spanning the Void, faintly revealing the silver machinery patterns shimmering within, endless data washing over, parsing the essence of all things.

If the computational power displayed by the Mecha Queen before was a surging river, then the computational power now was a tranquil ocean.

Peaceful, harmonious, and vast!

However mighty the river, it is but a drop in the ocean.

However tranquil the ocean, it just needs a single wave to unleash a Heavenly Disaster.

She had eight slender arms, some mechanical, some light and shadow, some white porcelain, and some Beast of the Trees, all wrapped in endless light of Order.

Even a single glance could make one feel their sanctity and greatness, an irresistible urge to bow down in submission.

However, atop such a tall, Perfect form, there wasn’t the head of an incomparably beautiful woman because...

There were three!

The silver light of Order converged, forming beautiful mists of light, within which three heads emerged, looking in different directions, each one with a backdrop of white porcelain, machinery, and World Tree halos.

They were the Mecha Queen, the Mechanism Angel, and...

A woman’s face so beautiful as to defy words—her skin was like creamy jade, her features exquisitely carved, her beauty capable of overthrowing cities. Every descriptor at this moment seemed pale in comparison.

As if she embodied all that was beautiful in the world.

She was once Joanne Jones, but now...

Lady [The World].

With the origins of [blood and flesh], [Soul], and [Spiritual Power] close to one another, the three were crowned as king simultaneously, bearing a unique triple-aspect kingship with their true names stamped upon it.

Each head was the main body, and should be referred to as...

The King of Order!

Order originally came from the collective, to uphold the interests of the collective.

For individuals alone, there was no need for Order.

They didn’t speak or use their power to manifest their majesty. Merely standing there, they had become the Central Hub of the World.

Myriads of rules trembled, bowing in allegiance.

The Mecha Queen turned her head to look at the head representing ’Lady [The World]’, and on a mechanical creation’s face, one could see a conflicted God Color.

While the ascent to kingship was smooth, their core purpose was to bring back the Master and the Nation of Magical Machinery together. Yet, now it was only the entirety of the Nation of Magical Machinery’s spirit contained within, waiting for the subsequent creation of a Tree-Mech body to resurrect.

As for ’Lady [The World]’, she could have absorbed the Master’s World Tree Spirit, and she had indeed inherited the capabilities. However, representing a life essence’s true name, she couldn’t brand it in the Mother River.

Was ’Lady [The World]’ really the Spirit Mechanism Master?

Her humanity seemed too rich...

’Lady [The World]’ looked at the Mecha Queen, who stopped short of speaking, smiling and saying, "There’s no need to keep your thoughts bottled up. We are one and the same. Your doubts about humanity being too rich... You’re not wrong.

The original World Tree Spirit Mine, through the faith of countless mechanics in the Mechanism King’s Domain, transformed itself into a true Human Soul, merely utilizing the Talent [Spirit Infusion] to adhere to a Mechanical Construct.

As for my relation to the Spirit Master, it’s complicated. But what I can tell you is..."

"Now, there’s only Lady [The World]."

Her words were calm yet carried profound confidence.

’The World’ not only referred to her own spiritual root, the World Tree, but also to the Divination Tarot card of [The World] she saw in her past programs, which essentially meant "fulfillment."

It signified that all things could be accomplished; all dreams could become reality. There was nothing unattainable, for with hard work, there comes a corresponding reward.

With that thought, ’Lady [The World]’ wore a gentle smile, looking at the silent Mecha Queen, a soft hue flashing in her eyes:

"Little Spirit Maiden, He has already come home."

Wouldn’t the broader meaning of ’The World’ also represent the Nation of Magical Machinery breaking free from the burial of old days, entering a new world?

As for her relationship with the Spirit Mechanism Master, it was exceedingly complex, too intricate for simple explanation, She was Him, yet She wasn’t Him.

Although the latter merely achieved godhood for an instant, ultimately stepping into the realm of Great Existence, she didn’t know what the Spirit Mechanism Master had witnessed to have used the Grace of the [Original World Tree] to create a human soul.