The Legendary Mechanic

The members of the Fallen Ark are wanted from all stars, some are fanatical followers of the infidels, some are seeking refuge in the infidels, and these thugs believe only in the powerful ones of the infidels, who do not object to each other.

Now that the infidels are gone, powerful leaders are lost, no one is eligible to be the boss, and these undisciplined, cohesive criminals lose interest in continuing their group.

Without the dissident deterrent, these criminals knew that the next step for the three civilizations would be to open their swords, sweep up the central star sea desert belt, and wipe out their floating group of criminals for years.

After the fall of the Divine God, this cosmic criminal paradise rapidly collapsed in irreversible force, with a group of criminals disengaged from the organization, the vast ark of corrupters disintegrated, divided into numerous small groups, and a clandestine production base built on a deserted planet looted by members of the disengaged organization.

The central star sea desert cosmic belt, originally a unique family of fallen arks, maintains a subtle gray order, and now the impossible zone becomes more chaotic and dangerous, with criminals killing each other and plundering each other, a code that plays in different areas all the time.

As we speak, thousands of warships are fighting around a deserted planet.

The planet is one of the secret research bases set up by the heathen gods and contains valuable information, technology and special products. Thousands of battleships in battle belong to dozens of divided groups of criminals, each aimed at seizing the fruits of this research and development base, a group of which are Shazk's troops.

The outer space of the planet is entirely a fiercely engaged interstellar battlefield, most of which are not equipped with dark energy extinguishing weapons, using sublevel gunning techniques, burning plasma beams staggered and horizontal, stunning black velvety cosmic spaces into colorful canvases, a small and medium-sized warship of different sizes being hit through a shield by plasma artillery, the hull being melted through, armor being melted into a solid liquid mixed metal stream of brimstone, turning it into a piece of metal cloud of unpredictable shape and becoming an obstacle in the battlefield.

The battle lasted for some time, and the winners were finally separated. Shazk's group, one of the winners, together with others, looted the R&D base and left with satisfaction.

……

The pitch-black blade gently crosses the throat, cracks open, and warm red blood erupts, spurting on the bloody wall of the ship's cabin.

Push!

A grey-skinned creature with dense, numb eyes on his face fell over his blood-sprayed neck, exposing the murderer standing behind him.

The killer is a human creature with a long knife, thin, wearing a hood and a black mechanical mask that reveals only a pair of scarlet eyes.

This is a wrecked cabin with smooth cut marks all over its walls, buzzing electric sparks, hundreds of dead bodies of different species lying on the ground, colorful blood scabs solidifying on the ground, traces of blood splashing all over the walls, and only the murderer standing alone on the field.

“115,700...”

The murderer's voice was dull, his voice was like an old windbox, his wrist trembled, he dumped the blood on the knife, his back was plugged back into the sheath, then pressed the mechanical watch, pulled out the address book, and sent a message to a number noted as "Employer”.

“Target cleared. ”

Soon, the employer sent a voice message filled with excitement and gratitude:

“Thank you so much, Mr. Rotel, for helping us get revenge. Without you, we would never...”

“It's just a deal, remember to pay. ”

Rotel replied faintly.

He was a lone bounty assassin, but his target was limited to members of the Fallen Ark.

Born in a colonial star of advanced civilization, Rotel grew up in a quiet and peaceful environment, yet one day the fleet of the Fallen Ark arrived, bringing death and destruction.

He thought he was dead, but he didn't know he was hiding a good intelligence, awakened at a critical juncture, and escaped the fate of being killed... but the resistance was futile, because he was imbeciled, and he was captured by members of the Fallen Ark as a sacrifice to the infidel.

So Rotel faced the alien god, the newly awakened alien was pulled away, the whole person turned into a dying corpse, dying, life like a candle in the wind, will be extinguished at any moment.

Generally, those who are removed from the alien gods will eventually be made into food or thrown into the universe, perhaps at the mercy of the goddess of luck. Rotel's “drug scum” has been thrown into the universe, and ordinary people cannot survive in the universe, but he finds that, although he has lost his powers, by the time he wakes up, the alien has transformed his body so that he can survive in the cosmic environment.

After the departure of the Fallen Ark forces, the civilized rescue forces arrived before Rotel's death, making Rotel the only survivor. His hatred of the Divine Divinity and the Ark of the Fallen, driven by hatred, led Rotel, who lost his powers and turned back into a mortal, to go through a painful journey to martial arts and become a psychic again.

Once trained, Rotel became a bounty assassin.

The members of the Fallen Ark are wanted and join the forces of the infidels in order to escape the pursuit of civilizations with impunity, while Rotel specializes in hunting down these well-documented wanted criminals, allowing these self-assured fugitives to pay off their blood debts, and employers are often victims of the Fallen Ark.

To this day, the Wanted Fallen Ark who died under Rotel's knife has reached six digits, but Rotel is not satisfied with this. He grinds his strength like a Hard Monk in order to accomplish the ultimate goal that lies deep in his heart - the assassination of the Divine Divine Divinity!

Faced with his nightmare, the experience of the alien god kept him in constant fear, awakening him from his sleep countless times, but even if he knew it was impossible, he did not abandon this ultimate goal.

Ignoring the body, Rotel was about to turn to the ship's operating room, when the communicator suddenly received a breaking news, the joint statement of the three civilizations.

“The heathen is captured? ”

Rotel's eyes changed and he stopped and read the news carefully.

After a while, he took a long sigh of relief, and for a while he lost a little bit, creating a sense of confusion in his mind about losing his goal.

But soon, Rotel's eyes regained their steadfastness and muttered to himself:

“The guy who grabbed the heathen, is it the black star...”

……

A livable planet, inhabited by a group of interstellar immigrants, whose home planet was blown to death by alien gods, had to migrate to its new home because no survivors existed.

The news of the fall of the Divine Networks reached this community, and all the people cried with joy.

“The heathen is finally under arrest! ”

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ”

“Praise the Black Star! ”

“May the Black Star be immortal! ”

The same scene, performed simultaneously on many planets.

……

The news of the fall of the Divine Networks sparked revelry, and in addition to cheering on sparkling civilizations and interstellar citizens, some clandestine organizations were struck.

“The heathen works so brutally, I knew sooner or later he would have this day. ”

“With the loss of the Divine Divinity, the Ark of the Fallen will cease to exist, and no one will continue to attract the firepower of the three civilizations for us, to our detriment. ”

“Keep low profile and build strength, we are not as outspoken as the infidels and will not be targeted. ”

“In fact, it is also an opportunity to receive the legacy of the infidels and their men and to empower us. ”

“Well, send someone to the Central Star Sea. There's a lot of power to keep an eye on this opportunity. Let's not lag behind. ”

There are many ambitious organizations in the universe that belong to the evil camp of chaos. The Ark of the Fallen falls apart, which is a celebratory event for normal people, and a feast for them to divide the Divine Assets!

……

Ocean Blue Star Outer Space, Longtan Floating Island Palace.

Emmers stands on the edge of the floating island, overlooking the panorama of the ocean blue star, with the stars in her eyes.

The sound of footsteps rang behind him, approaching, and Ames overstepped and saw Iso walking to his side.

“Something big happened.” Iso shook his head, "the heathen was captured by three civilizations. ”

“What's going on?” The Emmers show frowned.

“Look for yourself. ”

Iso handed the comms over to Ames.

Browsing through it, Ames handed Iso the comms and smiled softly.

“He can't help it. ”

“Black Star has done another big thing, and he's getting stronger.” Iso has some sentiment.

He lived a long time, went through the craziest times of the heathen, and was very constrained by the heathen. I didn't expect this guy to fall into the hands of a freshman super A class.

Although it was a siege, he also saw Han Xiao's connections and influence from the ranks of the three United Civilization Teams. I'm afraid when he was an ancient member, he didn't even have a card like Han Xiao.

“Yeah, he's getting stronger. ”

Emmers smiled and suddenly there was some silence. She remembered that when she fought with Black Star against the Anotheism, she was impressed by the power of the Anotheism. Now the Anotheism is in Han Xiao's hands, and Han Xiao's strength has stabilized over hers.

Though she didn't mean to pursue strength, her mood was a little complicated when she watched her former subordinates catch up to her.

Once on top of herself, then Blackstar reached Super-A level and sat flat with her, and now Blackstar outnumbered her in position, power, influence and personal strength, and she watched to complete the counter-attack.

While her strength has improved, much of it has been enhanced by black stars using evolutionary blocks.

The status of the two has been reversed.

Emmers stretched out her lazy waist slightly, her tall figure stretched out and soothed slightly:

“I seem to have been too lazy to work out all these years, so it's time to have a good fight with Black Star. ”

……

As the news fermented across the universe, Han Xiao was on his way back and received long-awaited tips.

[You get 1 point of legend]

[Legend of the Universe: The Fallen Meteor - The Lord of the Fallen Ark and the Soul Slaughter of the Fallen, the Fallen God of the Universe for many years, finally captured by the three civilizations, you as a participant and leader, countless races appreciate your contribution, remember your name]

“Cosmic legend? Well, the notoriety of the heathen is deeply ingrained.” Han Xiaozhu was surprised.

As one of the ultimate BOSS of the chaotic evil camp, the heathen still has a good face, grasping him with no less sensational than the Battle of the Beacon Star, with its influence covering the entire universe, thus giving it the highest level of legend.

Turn off the prompt, Han Xiao opened the forum to see, and the player is also discussing the alien meteorite event.

His reputation for this event also seems to influence the player's experience.