45: Chapter 45 Mechanical Familia

In about a short minute, the two hundred Berserk Dwarves were directly slaughtered right through by the hundred Marrow-Eating Demon Hounds, suffering total annihilation.

The hundred Marrow-Eating Demon Hounds stood tall, baleful aura surging, their crimson vertical pupils locking onto the pale-faced Zhou Kai!

Zhou Kai trembled all over, his legs going weak as he almost collapsed to the ground!

His Grade A familiars were completely wiped out; he had lost!

"I... I concede!"

His trembling voice carried a crying tone, devoid of a shred of arrogance.

The referee snapped back to reality and loudly announced, "Lin Ye wins!"

The entire venue completely exploded into uproar!

"He won! A starting trash hound with a Grade F rating actually crushed a Grade A one? This is simply defying the heavens!"

"What monsters are those demon hounds? They're even fiercer than Grade A familiars!"

"The number one in theory truly lives up to his name, actually managing to cultivate a Grade F-rated trash hound to this extent. Terrifying, simply terrifying!"

At the edge of the crowd, Ye Feng's face was so gloomy water could drip from it, his fists clenched tightly with his nails digging into his palms!

He stared fixedly at Lin Ye, murderous intent surging in the depths of his eyes—this combat power was even more terrifying than his Thunderstorm Berserk Rhino!

Xiao Qingwu's cold eyes widened slightly, her gaze filled with shock and realization.

She had long known that Lin Ye was concealing his strength, but she hadn't expected him to be fierce to this extent!

Wang Hu jumped up in excitement, howling at the top of his lungs, "Brother Ye is awesome! Crushing Grade A! So damn cool!"

Lin Ye calmly recalled his demon hounds and removed the linker, his expression calm as if he had just done a trivial matter, "Basic operation, don't make a fuss!"

Raising his eyes to sweep past the livid-faced Ye Feng, a faint smile curved the corners of his lips.

This was only the beginning.

The electronic light screen scrolled as the second round's drawing refreshed.

Watching the clash between two Grade A competitors, Lin Ye also stared fixedly at the screen, checking everyone's familiar conditions and tactics; after all, knowing oneself and the enemy ensures victory in every battle.

Soon, half an hour later, Lin Ye once again welcomed his second opponent.

Grade A+ genius, Zhao Feng!

The entire audience erupted into an uproar once again!

"Meeting a Grade A+ in the second round? Can he actually win again?!"

Ye Feng's murderous intent grew even denser, a cold smile curling the corners of his mouth: Grade A+ Zhao Feng far surpassed Zhou Kai; Lin Ye was bound to lose!

On the arena stage, Zhao Feng stood with an erect posture, his body wreathed in a dense divine kingdom pressure far surpassing Zhou Kai's.

As his divine will stirred, the entire arena was instantly covered by a cold metallic chill.

Rumble—

Dense sounds of mechanical rotation and gears meshing resounded explosively, numbing everyone's eardrums.

Dense rows of Mechanical Familiars stepped out from the opened divine kingdom passageway, numbering a full thousand, blanketing more than half the arena in a dark mass, maximizing the visual oppressive feel.

These mechanical beings were constructed like humanoid mechas, forged entirely from silver-gray alloy with hard, heavy bodies.

Their hands were equipped with standard steam firearms, their dark and deep muzzle openings gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

Inside every mechanical body were intricate electronic circuits, sensing components, and power cores, weaving a sense of technology and slaughter together.

What made one's scalp tingle even more was that hundreds of palm-sized miniature suicide drones hovered above the mechanical legion, their rotors spinning at high speed and humming noisily, their bodies carrying micro-explosive devices ready to launch a desperate charge at any moment.

No one expected that in just over ten days since awakening, Zhao Feng had directly unlocked the firearms technology tree and even cultivated a scaled mechanical legion!

The audience instantly boiled over, voices discussing the matter erupting everywhere like a tidal wave.

"Oh my god! A thousand Mechanical Familiars! And firearms and drones too! This lineup is way too absurd!"

"The mechanical race is recognized as the all-around familiar! Their physical bodies depend on manufacturing materials, their long-range firearm suppression is maxed out, and they can even self-destruct in charges; their error tolerance rate is simply too high!"

"No wonder Zhao Feng is a top-tier Grade A+ genius. This growth speed and familiar quality are simply incomparable to ordinary Grade A ones like Zhou Kai!"

"To be honest, if you swapped it for Grade SS Xiao Qingwu facing this thousand-strong mechanical legion, even the Ice Luan's aerial combat advantage would be counterbalanced, and she would most likely fall into a bitter battle!"

Amidst the crowd, Ye Feng's tense expression finally relaxed slightly, a trace of sarcastic laughter surfacing in his gloomy eyes.

He stared fixedly at the lineup on the arena, extremely certain in his heart.

A thousand-strong mechanical firearm legion, long-range suppression, cluster charging, self-destruct encirclement—all-directional without dead ends.

Lin Ye's hundred baleful bone demon hounds, no matter how strong their close combat was, had a numerical gap right there; they simply couldn't withstand artillery fire coverage!

In his view, Lin Ye was dead for sure in this match.

Even Xiao Qingwu, who had been calmly watching the battle the whole time, narrowed her clear eyes slightly.

Her gaze fell upon the sky-full of drones and firearm mechanical legions, a trace of solemnity flashing across the depths of her eyes.

Zhao Feng's mechanical legion indeed possessed the capital to fight above their rank; even if she faced them, she would need to expend a massive amount of divine power and lose quite a few familiars to barely win.

Only Lin Ye in the center of the arena maintained a calm expression from beginning to end without a shred of apprehension, even carrying a trace of faint indifference.

Others only saw the invincible might of the mechanical legion and the terrifying suppression of the firearm clusters, but in his eyes, these thousands of precision machinery were merely a pile of scrap iron covered in electronic circuits and sensor cores.

His baleful aura was the origin of worldly malevolence, best at eroding, corrupting, and destroying all precision pathways and energy operations.

Flesh-and-blood creatures feared baleful aura corroding their physical bodies, while precision machinery feared baleful aura piercing through circuits and electronic components.

From the moment Zhao Feng revealed his Mechanical Familiars, the outcome of the battle was already predetermined.

"Battle start!"

The referee loudly dropped the command to start the battle!

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Feng unleashed his divine will completely and shouted sternly, "All forces attack! Drone clusters dive, firearms volley, crush the opponent!"

Hum—!

Hundreds of suicide drones instantly accelerated, transforming into dense black shadows carrying a piercing sound of breaking air as they dove to detonate against the Marrow-Eating Demon Hound pack before Lin Ye!

At the same time, the thousands of Mechanical Familiars simultaneously raised their rifles, their dark muzzles locking onto the demon hound cluster.

Dense gunpowder energy rapidly converged, and roaring explosions were poised and ready!

The audience held their breath, everyone convinced that the next second would be a scene of roaring artillery fire and the demon hounds being completely wiped out.

Yet just at the instant the drones were about to close in on the demon hounds' formation—

Whoosh!!

The hundred Marrow-Eating Demon Hounds simultaneously raised their heads and opened their mouths, a pitch-black, thick torrent of baleful aura soaring into the sky and converging into a sky-obscuring barrier of baleful fog!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no fierce collision!

Any drone that rushed into the range of the baleful fog instantly stiffened, its high-speed rotating rotors abruptly halting, and its body lights flashing rapidly a few times before going out entirely.

The internal precision electronic circuits, sensor chips, and power cores instantly short-circuited, burned out, and disintegrated under the rapid erosion of the baleful aura!

One by one, the suicide drones that were originally murderous turned directly into a pile of useless scrap metal debris, clattering down onto the arena floor without a shred of threat left.

The whole process took less than a second!

Hundreds of drones were completely scrapped!

Inside and outside the arena, there was a dead silence.

The confidence on Zhao Feng's face instantly froze and died, his pupils shrinking violently, filled with incredulity.

The drone cluster he had meticulously cultivated and built with countless resources didn't even touch a corner of his opponent's clothing before being completely wiped out?!

Before he could recover from his shock, Lin Ye's light voice slowly sounded, unhurried yet clear in every word echoing across the entire arena:

"Stop struggling, concede."

"Your mechanical race is naturally countered by me."