The Legendary Mechanic

The English Spirit Transformation Ceremony was underway, and at the summit of a black mountain in the distance, the Ten Vajra of the Underworld was standing here, looking up at Han Xiao and his group in the sky, their eyes focused on the foreign gods that were being transformed.

"Hmph, Black Star has abducted another newcomer." Old Nine Aegon Wanaz snorted with his arms folded high and cold.

"Why doesn't this newcomer resist, it's not like he came in voluntarily, right? I thought he would be taught a lesson like Old Nine and Old Ten before resigning himself to his fate." The non-existent Old Four teased opening his mouth.

Old Ten Dilon's eyes were drawn at the corners, and he kept his face cold and silent.

He had eventually been taught to resign himself to his fate, and rather than suffer endless torture, he was better off coming out to enjoy his restricted freedom, and could only hope that Black Star would keep his promise in the future to relieve him of his Yingling status and allow him to recover normally.

"Well, whatever this newcomer volunteered for, I'm going to teach him the rules anyway."

Aegon Wanaz snorted.

Having been taught a lesson in the first place before finally compromising, he wasn't happy to see the newcomer behind him join the Underworld so comfortably.

Sorokin adjusted his vision to see the scene in the distance, and couldn't help but look playful with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't think you can teach him a lesson, but there's a powerful guy here this time."

"How powerful? Can it be better than me?" Dirrond interjected faintly.

"Just you?" Sorokin turned his head, looked him up and down, and sneered, "I'm afraid it's not enough to beat someone with one hand."

Dyron got upset, "They're both peak Super-A, can he be more powerful than Blackstar? If you had that skill, how would you get into the Underworld?"

Sorokin smiled without saying a word.

He was of the same generation as the foreign gods, while the others were different, none of them knew the foreign gods, and he was the only one present who understood how strong the mechanism of the Underworld would be when combined with the battle power of the foreign gods.

"But ......" Sorokin spoke with a smile, "Even if he's powerful, he's behind us in seniority, he's Old Eleven."

On the other side, Han Xiao also sensed the movement of the Underworld's Ten Great Spiritual Kings, and turned his head to sweep a glance, the corners of his mouth curling up.

The Underworld Ten Angels, which had now evolved into the Lightning Eleven, had finally gathered enough for a football team.

However, the alien god was easy to talk to, that was because he had a big fist, that didn't mean he had the same attitude towards others, he wasn't a guy who easily yielded to others, it wasn't that easy to make him be good old eleven.

After a while, the Yingling transformation was finally completed, and the alien god reopened his eyes, feeling the Yingling's form of existence and nodding appreciatively.

"The fusion of the forces of life and death form a perfect and harmonious structure, it's the ultimate manipulation of supernatural powers, another way of looking at it, the underworld is called a cosmic wonder, the two sisters in history are truly amazing, even if I were to develop these two abilities, I may not be able to do better than them."

"Huh."

Hela didn't like the tone of guidance others used on him, but the other party was at least the "God of Ability", an absolute master in the field of abilities, so she didn't say anything, just grunted to express her slight dissatisfaction.

At this time, the Ten Vajra of the Underworld saw the end of the ceremony and came together, ready to get to know the newcomers, and Sorokin was the first to greet them.

"Yo, look who it is. I thought you'd be locked up in a dark prison forever, but how come you're now released and a member of the underworld?"

"Sorokin, you're here too?"

The alien god looked over.

"Oh, it seems you've been locked up too long to know what's happened over the years." Sorokin shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the spirits around him, "I'll introduce you to the seven of us, these seven are the Super A class who joined the Underworld after exploring the calendar, and these two are the historical Super A class who were revived by the Black Star, both of us have peak Super A level, we are all the King of the Spirits of the Underworld ...... "

"Recovery?" The alien god's eyes flashed with the color of interest, turned his head to look at Han Xiao and smiled, "Looks like you've done a lot of things in the nearly 100 years I've been in prison."

"Or else what? You think I've been doing nothing all these years?" Han Xiao shook his head, "There have been many changes in the interstellar landscape over the last hundred years, you should find out about these things from Sorokin, you know each other at least, he will be happy to introduce you."

"That's right, just as long as you owe me a promise coin ...... Don't give me that puzzled look, come on, let me introduce you to the currency of the Underworld ......"

Sorokin was enthusiastic, and couldn't wait to enthuse about the financial system he had gotten himself into.

But before he could make a start, Dirrond interrupted him, squinting up and down at the foreign god and coldly saying.

"Haven't asked your name yet, what's your name?"

The alien god turned his head at the words, "You don't need to know my name, just call me the alien god."

"What does it mean?"

"God of supernatural powers."

Dieron laughed at the sarcasm, "How many powerful supernatural beings in history have not dared to call themselves that, Old Eleven, are you worthy of that name?"

"Old Eleven?" The alien god's eyebrows rose, counting the people in front of him, and it became clear that this place was ranked in order of priority.

"You're not convinced?" Dirrond sneered.

"If we were all still alive, you'd be gone by now." The alien god spoke calmly, and as a thug who had dreaded the interstellar community, he wasn't exactly a temperamental man.

"Fine, let's have a fight, Sorokin says you're good, I'd like to see how you kill me."

Dirrond sneered, he missed Sorokin's words, he just didn't believe in evil.

Anyway, now we were all just immortal spirits, so if you didn't obey, just do it, who was afraid of who.

Han Xiao couldn't help but sweep him a glance, but it wasn't surprising, Dilrond had a foul mouth and the ability to mock Halo like that, he was already fond of picking fights. And after accepting the identity of the Yingling, this guy has no worries, as if liberated from nature, the foul mouth has intensified, mockery at will, a f*cking fly.

All of them are English spirits, without Aurora to give life force, no one can do anything, I'm afraid Dilon just enjoy this look of people looking at him upset and can't do anything about it.

"What do you say?" The alien god turned his head to look at Han Xiao.

"In that case, Aurora and I will grant you bodies for the time being, and you'll be re-ranked, strength being of the essence." Hela fell brightly, she was most happy to see others fight in blood, and immediately clapped her hands.

"I agree." Sorokin brightened up and immediately stated his position.

Although he wasn't the strongest inside the Yingling King, he was definitely ranked at the top, so at least he didn't have to continue to be the eighth.

"Good, just what I wanted." Dilon snorted and pointed at the alien god, "I hope you can let me enjoy myself."

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll take you to celebrate my new life."

The alien god paused and turned to look at Evans, faintly.

"This time I'll show you how to fight with this ability, you look good and learn well."

Evans perked up immediately.

It didn't take long for Aurora to be called over by Hela to shape her body for the many Yingling Kings, nearly draining her dry.

Han Xiao brought his group to the main universe and found a barren cosmic belt to use as a battlefield.

Three days later, the eleven people who had regained their Yingling forms returned to the underworld and made no mention of the battle process, only silently re-ranking their seats.

The alien gods were airborne big brother, Dilrond became second, Sorokin became third, Aegon Wanaz fourth, and the order went on behind.

Although the first and second are only one position apart, but there is a gulf in the battle, as the whole spectator of the battle, Han Xiao has seen what the level of the full-strength state of the alien god is, a big cut stronger than in life, hanging Dilong just like a game, only to destroy the two can describe the battle.

In Han Xiao's view, perhaps only he could steadily eat others in the entire universe, the others were at most evenly matched, and the unloaded foreign gods were not afraid of anyone but themselves.

And the odds of Ulnos are not even as good as Hebron, even if his energy level is higher, he may not be the opponent of the foreign god ...... After all, he is a supernatural person, as long as he is touched by [Supernatural Silence], he is basically cooled halfway.

......

On the other side, the joint meeting room of the three civilizations.

The three heads had just finished a meeting and were sorting through the documents when Louis remembered something and looked at Mabruce, curiously asking.

"How's your deal with Blackstar going, and I hear Gould has returned?"

Mabulus moved and nodded slowly.

The head of the Void Spirit's eyes narrowed and slowly said, "So, Gauthier was really captured by the Black Star, how did your empire handle it?"

"...... is still investigating the inner workings, so you don't need to concern yourselves with the specifics."

Mabulus shook his head.

Seeing the situation, the two of them guessed that the Empire was mostly taking a beating on Black Star.

The Void Spirit Patriarch coughed and said indifferently, "Black Star is full of feathers, let's leave him alone for now, no matter what, we have welcomed back a first born Super A-class with extraordinary potential, and can definitely become an important pillar for us in terms of individual greatness in the future, first congratulate you on getting a new town pillar, cultivate Gauthier well."

Since there was an Urnoth in his own family who was preparing to advance to the Super A class, the Void Spirit Patriarch was quite open-minded at this point, not caring about the Empire getting Gauthier again, and with the position of the three civilizations, it was a common good.

At the news, Mabulus' heart smacked.

People still thought that Gauthier was still the ultra-high-risk ability possessor with incomparable potential, and to congratulate him on getting the potential at this point was simply ironic, and he wasn't feeling it.

Mabulus didn't want the two to know that the Empire had made a loss this time, exchanging the supernatural for a useless person, so he had to forcefully endure the bad taste and pull out a stiff smile, egg sore as hell.

......

Shining on the borders of the world.

A giant engineering ship cruising in space, planetary star collection device wrapped around a planet, destructive development, drained star core, crushing the planet, will be broken down into various substances, flowing into the giant storage capsule, like a swarm of locusts sweeping the starry sky, leaving nothing but desolation in its wake.

Several star clusters on the border of the Shining World were originally rich in resources, but now, under the destruction and development of the three civilizations, they were gradually transformed into a barren cosmic belt and were being transformed into a strategic deep zone to welcome the future impact of the World Tree's territory.

Right now, at the edge of the development area, a small Imperial fleet was escorting an ordinary ship with the Black Star Legion logo off.

In the spaceship, Meatpack was sorting through the materials collected on this trip, surrounded by players with the prefix of Meatpack's studio id, all of whom were employees under Meatpack.

"It's a pity that the Empire doesn't allow us to visit the development zone in depth, we only collected some marginal material this time, it's not enough to make a video explaining the three major civilizations' war preparation measures ah ......"

Meatbag sighed, not too pleased with what he had gained from the trip.

"You know, it's an exception that the three major civilizations have agreed to let us look at the fringes."

The royal assistant, Mai, trailed off.

Most of the players were now engaged in harassing battles on the front lines, but Meatbag didn't stay on the front lines all the time, as it was inconvenient to make videos as war reports came and went, and he keenly felt that the changes in the big rear were more valuable to dig into instead, so he returned to the explored universe with a group of studio staff and gathered news everywhere.

It wasn't long before Meatbag had his eye on the Black Star Training Base and the three major civilizations' preparation for war, but the training base didn't allow outsiders to enter, so he had to come observe the latter.

Meatpack is more open in certain departments of the three major civilizations, one is the studio's accounts are all main charisma plus points, specializing in good relations with various characters; second, Meatpack constantly promotes himself and pulls many players to do endorsements, so that the three major civilizations know that he has a special influence in the group of indestructible people, becoming the exclusive media of the indestructible people; third, has the special reporter identity of the Black Star Legion, the studio is attached to the Legion's intelligence department, belongs to the officially recognized branches, has a press license.

So in the eyes of the three major civilizations, the meat bag represents the Black Star Legion indestructible group of special intelligence personnel, have some face, to be able to take the identity of the player, and the various forces to talk about business and cooperation ...... This is also the practice of some guilds, with the help of so many conveniences, the meat bag studio business is flourishing.

He submitted a request for a visit to the three major civilizations, and after some negotiation, eventually Meatbag and the others were given permission to come to the edge of this border development zone to take a look, but the harvest was not as good as expected, and now he was on his way back.

"What can I do, although there is no shortage of material right now, it's all the same old stuff, I need sensational news ah!"

Meatbag pulled at his hair, full of anguish.

Just then, the forum suddenly popped up with a chat alert, and an employee sent a private message, very excited.

"Boss, I've made a major discovery, the material this time will definitely scare you into premature ejaculation!"

Meatbag looked at his ID and remembered that this was the little supervisor in charge of news material for the Imperial region, and perked up.

"Cut the fucking crap, tell me, what did you find!"

"This is what one of my boys heard from an Imperial Logistics Sergeant, it is said that not too long ago, Blackstar went out of his way to kill the alien gods, showcased powers beyond Super A, and surrendered Gauthier ......"

The small executive spoke freely, unaware of Blackstar's dealings with the backers, and spoke only of the superficial behavior of the time, but it was enough to shock the meatbag.

"Is this information true?!" The meat bag felt like a tight bladder.

"I don't know about that, that employee of mine and that imperial sergeant are on pretty good terms, anyway, from what I've been told, and the sergeant was supposedly there!"

"Well done, all those years of campaign funds were not wasted!" The meat bag excitedly pounded the table.

His studio is now not small, arranged in some big power regional branches, so that employees deliberately to befriend these big powers of the various departments of personnel, full point charm attribute to engage in good interpersonal relationships, has been investing money to form an intelligence network, occasionally from the mouth of these people to learn insider information.

Of course, with his personal assets, he hasn't been able to spread out such a big stall, and there are sponsors behind it.

The biggest sponsor was Black Star himself, and Meatpacker thought that Han Xiao was good enough for him to get a grant to invest in, and had been complacent.

This time the inside story was the biggest news he had ever gotten, and although he didn't know the reason, just the two incidents of Black Star breaking through the Super A grade and Gould's disappearance being related to Black Star were enough for him to make a watchable video.

Even if it was just a fishing expedition, the gimmick was still compelling enough.

Meatbag made a quick decision and pounded the table vigorously.

"Hurry up and send the material over, the video must be online in three days, you guys liver also, I'm fucking on fire again!"