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    Upon entering, Shen Hai saw a long sword trembling in Wang Jixuan’s hand.

    This sword is 1.45 meters long. The widest part of the blade, which connects to the hilt, is about 15 centimeters, while the blade near the tip is only 8 or 9 centimeters wide. The blade is made of the exoskeleton of a high-level blade beast, and the left and right edges are as thin as cicada wings.

    Having just received the crystal core, the patterns engraved on the hilt and blade of the sword were activated on their own, emitting a faint blue light.

    This is the best weapon Wang Jixuan can currently forge; it can cut through the shells of high-level basic blade beasts as easily as slicing melons and vegetables.

    The Crimson Serpent glanced at the rows of ordinary crystal core greatswords hanging on the wall, then examined the greatsword in Wang Jixuan’s hand more closely, and said with a smile:

    “You wouldn’t be so biased as to only give this level of crystal core weapon to Ling Tong, would you? I risked my life for it… sigh!”

    Wang Jixuan’s sword finger brushed across the blade, leaving a shallow engraving on it with the words “Rhombus Sword”.

    Ling Tong calmly took the longsword and slightly raised an eyebrow at the red snake.

    “Thanks.”

    Master Wang carefully instructed: “Make a scabbard later, and try to carry it with you when you are piloting the mecha.”

    “Okay, what will you use?”

    “The spear was quite good last time, so we can upgrade the material and make another one this time.”

    Wang Jixuan laughed:

    “I don’t really like this kind of slashing greatsword. I prefer a more graceful sword. This sword has some built-in restrictions to resist mental impact, so it can be used for emergency defense.”

    “no!”

    The red snake, hands on its hips and stamping its feet, was furious.

    “Can’t you two show me a little respect! We’re both combat girls, why are you treating me differently?!”

    Shen Hai was smiling from the moment he entered.

    The red snake turned its head and glared at him, and Deep Sea immediately adopted a deep and serious expression.

    Deep Sea said in a deep voice, “Indeed, we shouldn’t discriminate… Combat bases also need this kind of tool for escaping trapped mechs.”

    The red serpent roared, “If you’re going to give it to someone, give it to me first!”

    “Wife, you just need to provide backup sniping. Of course, I’ll do the charging and fighting.”

    “Pah! You’re trying to take this good stuff from me! Is that how much you love me?!”

    “Feelings are feelings, and combat power is combat power.”

    Master Wang chuckled to himself.

    He would share in anything that could boost his own forces, and he wouldn’t be stingy with anything that could improve his side’s combat strength. He was just teasing the two of them on purpose.

    It’s quite interesting.

    The projection screen in the corner of the workspace suddenly flickered a few times, and the countdown on it jumped from 【58:02:21】 to 【49:22:10】, and then continued to count down.

    The Crimson Serpent frowned and said, “The predicted attack time has been brought forward again?”

    “Let’s get to work.”

    Wang Jixuan urged with a smile:

    “We need to produce as much material as possible to support the front lines. The front lines will face six King-level Blade Beasts from different directions, and the pressure will be immense.”

    Shen Hai took off his jacket, revealing his muscular chest, and walked towards the forging platform without any hesitation.

    Ling Tong suddenly listened intently, then looked up and said:

    “The operations center targeting the seventh King-level Blade Beast has been established. The commander is Dongfang Zhenghong, and approximately 120 D-level and C-level psionicists, three heavy-armored combined arms brigades, and resources and garrisons from six fortresses near the Sari Desert can all be mobilized in a unified manner.”

    She paused, then asked, “Do you want to join their command channel?”

    “No need. Just let me know if there’s any news. My official identity is just a member of your logistics team, sir.”

    “Okay, get to work, logistics soldier.”

    “Yes, sir!”

    Red Snake pouted and said, “Honey, look at them! I want that kind of flirting too!”

    Shen Hai said helplessly, “You want everything, I’m not romantic anymore, okay? Come and prepare the carving!”

    “To correct you, this isn’t carving; it’s… a spiritual energy conduction restriction in spiritual cultivation civilizations.”

    Wang Jixuan was talking nonsense with a straight face:

    “Let’s forge six diamond swords first, then work together to get me two spears, and remember to send our commander-in-chief the best sword later.”

    Ling Tong asked, somewhat puzzled, “Why give it to the Commander-in-Chief? Does the Commander-in-Chief need this to enhance his combat capabilities?”

    “This,” Master Wang pondered for a moment, “is a matter of interpersonal relationships that we must pay attention to in our personal growth.”

    Ling Tong pinched her chin and pondered carefully.

    Although she disagreed, she said she could understand.

    The countdown on the corner projection screen kept ticking, and the workspace was filled with the sound of jingling bells again.

    Outside the workshop, dozens of autonomous repair robots are busily processing various types of ore.

    In the adjacent tea room, Wu Man’s desk was piled high with talismans, but the young man was still engrossed in making them, unwilling to stop.

    Wang Jixuan could only teach him how to draw talismans, but he couldn’t teach him how to use his spiritual sense to activate them.

    In order to maximize the value of Wu Man, this ‘child laborer’, Wang Jixuan specially taught Wu Man how to slowly absorb the spiritual energy in the crystal core.

    Outside Fort 76, a long line of military vehicles came and went, carrying various large pieces of equipment to distant places.

    At the same time, vehicles kept leaving Fort 82, carrying men, women, and children, gradually moving away from their childhood homes against the backdrop of endless yellow sand.

    People’s faces were filled with confusion and helplessness.

    Vultures occasionally fly overhead;

    The sun became increasingly intense.

    The countdown to the anticipated outbreak of battle in the war zone has entered its final 24 hours.

    Wang Jixuan removed the drone that had been following him around his head, revealing his vertical pupil.

    A sense of urgency washed over me.

    Under the watchful gaze of that vertical pupil, Wang Jixuan boarded Ling Tong’s transport plane, taking Mudan, Sister Wan, and a certain emergency mount with him, leaving Fortress 76 and heading to the vicinity of Fortress 82, the seventh main battlefield that Dongfang Zhenghong had already set up.

    As they approached the pre-arranged battlefield, Wang Jixuan looked down through the transport plane’s porthole and murmured in admiration.

    “This is the power of the collective.”

    Armored formations appeared one after another in the Sari Desert.

    Missile sites, artillery positions, drone swarms, temporary maintenance bases for secondary terrorist mechs, and even Wang Jixuan saw the ‘big guy’ floating in the sky—a space carrier hundreds of meters long, hovering high in the air.

    Of the four space carriers that the human faction has in total, one has appeared here.

    “Those are the troops from Space Fortress III.”

    Ling Tong said softly:

    “This King-level Blade Beast, which we have designated as ‘Assassin No. 7,’ poses a great threat to human civilization. If we can lure it here and eliminate it, we can alleviate the pressure it brings on a wider front. As a result, the Space Fortress has taken real action.”

    Wang Jixuan pointed to the vertical pupil above his head: “This thing might be able to hear our conversation.”

    Ling Tong asked, “Haven’t we already determined that it’s just a marker and doesn’t have the ability to transmit information?”

    “It’s hard to say; science cannot perfectly explain the Blade Beast civilization.”

    Wang Jixuan leaned back in the comfortable massage chair, tilting his head to gaze at the scene outside the porthole, and murmured:

    “I wonder if we can successfully take down the enemy in this battle.”

    “It will go smoothly.”

    Ling Tong looked down at Wang Jixuan’s left hand, which was resting on the armrest of the chair.

    An image flashed through her mind—she holding his left hand with her right hand, their fingers intertwined.

    This is in accordance with pre-war etiquette.

    But when she raised her right hand, the fine cracks on the robotic arm made her purse her lips and quietly lower her hand to the side.

    Wang Jixuan clearly sensed this scene and, after a moment’s thought, decided to take the initiative.

    “By the way, sir, I know how to read palms. Would you like me to take a look?”

    “Huh?” Ling Tong didn’t react for a moment.

    Peony, who was assembling a new weapon, turned her head and almost burst out laughing.

    ‘The officer’s flirting techniques are so retro!’

    ‘That’s what the peony thought.’

    It took Wang Jixuan more than ten hours to adapt more than 300 array bases to the drone swarm.

    He prepared two formations, using not only all the ‘hair’ he had taken from the tree spirit Beta, but also a lot of rare minerals.

    The Thunder Lord Demon-Slaying Array of the Seventy-Two Array Bases is the main offensive and killing array.

    The Dragon-Binding Formation of the 108 Formations is a trapping formation;

    The remaining drones and array bases are used as supplementary resources, with the main goal being a saturation deployment.

    This king-level bladed beast is completely different from that S-level psionicist named Mo Feng. Wang Jixuan didn’t know how effective the killing formation would be. The main event today was actually the Dragon Binding Formation.

    The Dragon Binding Formation is not a simple trapping formation; its base can connect with the power of the earth’s veins, using the earth’s turbid spiritual energy to replenish the formation’s power.

    Later on, Wang Jixuan was no longer the main attacker.

    He was just bait.

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    Two 36-meter-class secondary terror mechs are ready: the ‘Jiaolong’ adapted for the deep sea and the ‘Black Swan’ adapted for the Red Serpent.

    —Because of their limited numbers, the Lesser Terror Mechs are usually assigned to three pilots. Currently, in addition to Deepsea and Red Serpent, there are two slightly weaker half-human mechs on standby as reserve pilots in case Deepsea and Red Serpent encounter any unforeseen circumstances.

    Ling Tong’s exclusive mecha, the 16-meter-class “Ling Tong”, has also been transported to this battlefield.

    Her main responsibility is to protect Wang Jixuan, and she can fight up to three general-level bladed beasts at the same time.

    As for Wang Jixuan, the military did not give him any specific combat mission. Dongfang Zhenghong told him to act according to his own judgment and not to take unnecessary risks.

    There are eight hours left until the predicted start of the war.

    Wang Jixuan donned the X-Armor, equipped with various gear and the vertical pupil on his head, and took the now-conscious Ji Xiao with him. He then had Mudan drive a specially designed supply vehicle to the sand dunes at the center of the pre-arranged battlefield.

    The supply vehicle stopped at the tip of the dune, surrounded by arc-shaped firing positions, where the two 36-meter-tall secondary terrifying mechs were clearly visible.

    Peony asked, “Sir, is there anything I can do?”

    “Connect the command channel to the car, and I’ll listen to what they’re talking about.”

    “yes.”

    Ji Xiao sniffed. He wore self-destruct collars on his neck, wrists, and ankles, and his philtrum was bulging due to the small self-destruct collars.

    Shenhai did indeed carry out Wang Jixuan’s instructions properly.

    Ji Xiao sighed softly, her face filled with sorrow, but her eyes were full of tenderness.

    “Sir, is there anything I can do for you?”

    “Go and stand guard outside the car.”

    “Okay, if I can do something for humanity to atone for my sins over the years, I will… be very…”

    Ji Xiao choked up, lowered her head, opened the door of the supply truck, jumped onto the sand dune, and looked around in all directions.

    Wang Jixuan raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

    He didn’t like being around ‘Buddhists’ like Zong Xiong, Ji Yale, and Ji Xiao;

    They truly lost themselves, their personalities were altered, and their kindness became wicked.

    Meditation, taking a short rest, making talismans.

    Wang Jixuan glanced at the increasingly cluttered interior of the car and felt a little helpless. He thought that things would be better once he reached the Golden Core Realm, at which point he should be able to use ordinary materials to refine storage artifacts.

    If he has good materials, he can try to make storage bags even if he is at the Core Formation stage.

    That’s how cultivation of immortality works.

    Few cultivators can explain the underlying principles of the restrictions on those magical artifacts. They only know that the earliest cultivation techniques, artifact refining and alchemy formations, etc., were all passed down from the Immortal Realm.

    However, as long as cultivators can obtain the methods for making these restrictions and figure out how to do it, they can continuously refine magical artifacts.

    Wang Jixuan glanced at the few blood-red pills hidden in his robes, feeling slightly guilty.

    This crimson pill was made from the essence extracted from the flesh and blood of the Blade Beast. It was harmless to consume, as it could heal injuries and restore vitality.

    What made Wang Jixuan feel uneasy was…

    This is a ‘Blood Soul Pill’ made using demonic techniques.

    Is he really going to gradually turn into a demonic cultivator? Although demonic cultivators can improve their strength quickly, their upper limit is far less than that of immortal cultivators, and they are prone to self-destruction.

    ‘Sigh, time waits for no one, we’ll just have to improvise.’

    He stretched and counted the talismans, finding that the number of talismans exceeded the limit he could carry effectively, so he decided to sit down and rest.

    Suddenly, Peony said, “Sir, the vertical pupil on your head seemed to vibrate just now.”

    “Um?”

    Suddenly, Dongfang Zhenghong’s voice came through the supply truck’s radio:

    “Attention all units! Immediately prepare for battle! A nuclear explosion has been detected underground 650 kilometers to the southwest! The Blade Beast swarm has begun to move!”

    —This is Dongfang Zhenghong’s order to the commanders of all units.

    The countdown on the projection screen next to me was adjusted to eight hours, and the countdown would end at 7:00 AM tomorrow.

    ‘Why don’t you take a nap?’

    Wang Jixuan thought to himself.

    Although meditation can relieve fatigue, sleep is still the best way to rest.

    He lay down and fell asleep immediately, yawning, “Peony, keep an eye on this side for me, I’m going to sleep for a few hours.”

    Peony patted her chest, which was restrained by the armor and couldn’t tremble:

    “You startled Peony! Sir, you finally remembered that organisms need sleep to allow the brain to rest!”

    Wang Jixuan smiled but remained silent.

    This guy is getting bolder and bolder.

    “Look, good news!”

    “clear.”

    Wang Jixuan yawned several times and then drifted off to sleep.

    Peony secretly took out her camera and took a high-definition photo of Wang Jixuan sleeping, which was then transmitted to her core memory chip.

    The Taoist priest had a hazy dream.

    In his dream, he walked on clouds and saw a portal opened in the deep universe. Inside the portal, there seemed to be flowers everywhere, fairies dancing, and cranes flying. But as he approached, a black aura suddenly swept in and completely filled the portal. A gigantic vertical pupil appeared from the surging black aura…

    “You wicked beast, be punished!”

    Wang Jixuan sat up, and Mudan, who was sitting quietly to the side, immediately opened her eyes and tilted her head to look at Wang Jixuan.

    “Are you dreaming, sir? It’s only five in the morning, and the underground Blade Beast horde is still more than two hundred kilometers away from here.”

    As they spoke, Mudan unmuted the communication radio, and a few words could be heard from the command center from time to time.

    A major battle is imminent.

    Peony asked, “Is any further adjustment needed?”

    “Not for now.”

    Wang Jixuan put on the X Armor helmet, stepped out of the supply vehicle, saw Ji Xiao curled up asleep next to the tire, turned around and jumped onto the roof of the supply vehicle.

    He gazed at the desert still shrouded in darkness. In the distance, the multi-layered defense line was making its final preparations. Two enormous mechs had been removed from the scaffolding, and Ling Tong’s mech was already lying in wait two kilometers away, its sniper cannons set up.

    You can also see a large number of drones flying through the night, spreading landmines that can automatically burrow into the ground over a wider area.

    About ten kilometers away, the huge vertical pupil above Fortress No. 82 looked at the vertical pupil above Wang Jixuan’s head from afar, as if they were echoing each other.

    From below came the urgent report from a messenger to Dongfang Zhenghong:

    “Commander! The underground Blade Beast horde has suddenly begun to accelerate! They have bypassed our minefield in deeper layers and are expected to reach the outer perimeter of Fortress 82 in fifty minutes!”

    They’ve arrived.

    Dawn and the King Beast—it remains to be seen which will arrive first.

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