The Legendary Mechanic (Transcendental Mechanic)

The post on the crusade against natural disasters quickly became popular on the forum. As the strength continued to grow, players gradually had ideas about natural disasters. Now someone took the lead in bringing it up, and immediately seduced a large number of players' impulses that were suppressed in their hearts.

The last time a natural disaster-level character was killed was in version 3.0, a collective action organized by the Legion, and after that, the Legion had not organized a similar action, so the forum immediately gathered responders.

But now the public stargates in various places are collectively closed to Transcendent A Grade forces. Due to the distance, most players express that they are helpless. After all, most people still have to take care of their own black market, and this time it is just a player's suggestion, not a large-scale task, and the money is limited, so most people are only willing to support in the forum.

However, there are still some people who have a strong interest in this matter.

In the base, Jupiter turned off the private chat channel on the panel, turned his head to look at the key elites of the Protoss guild in the room, and nodded calmly.

"I've already talked with that player. Our guild is responsible for this operation. The scope of the boss's activities is the Didora galaxy in the endless nebula, not far from us... It happens that many of our guild members are operating the black market nearby. Easy to mobilize."

Poseidon, the backbone of the guild, hesitated to speak, and asked: "This will affect the progress of many guild members' black market missions, and this is just a non-mission spontaneous action. Is it worth our trouble?"

Jupiter nodded heavily, "Of course it's worth it! This is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself. The club hasn't improved much in the past few consecutive league games. If we can make some achievements here and increase the popularity of the club, everyone will get bonuses!"

The Protoss Guild is a professional guild under the Temple Club. Due to the poor performance of the team, these versions of the guild have been unsatisfactory, and their names have been snatched away by Dynasty, Sky, and Jiangcheng.

But now with the version changes, the background of each guild is getting stronger and stronger. Things that were not dared to think about before are now gradually gaining ambition. If they can kill a natural disaster grade, they can feed back the club.

"Are you sure it works? In version 3.0, a natural disaster grade died in the hands of players. If it happens again, it shouldn't be much of a sensation." Poseidon hesitated.

"Stupid! How did the Atimo in version 3.0 die? It was a faction event organized by the Black Star Legion. Too many people participated, and no one can be famous. But if our guild independently kills a natural disaster grade, the nature Can it be the same? This is the guild's first kill! How hot it is!" Jupiter poked Poseidon's head with his finger, his tone of hatred.

Hearing this, the backbone of the guild present here deeply agrees.

Although the Legion let players kill a natural disaster level with human sea tactics very early, the meaning of the guild's independent first kill is different, and it is absolutely sensational.

If there is a further honor, then only a personal first kill, but everyone present knows that it is impossible to have such a fierce player in the current player group.

"President, isn't it a little risky? With our guild, can we handle natural disasters?" Poseidon scratched his head.

"I can only give it a try. I feel that there is still hope. After all, it is no longer version 3.0."

Jupiter said in a low voice.

When Atimo was piled to death at the beginning, it was the legion that created a deathmatch environment. Hundreds of thousands of people continued to die and come back to life, and finally solved the opponent with crowd tactics. After all, the gap between B Grade and natural disaster grade is far less than the gap between Transcendent A Grade and natural disaster grade. The human sea tactics of a lower rank are still effective against natural disaster grade.

Naturally, their guild can't take out so many people casually like a legion, but the average player's strength is not what it used to be. The average player's per capita is more than 30 levels higher than before. The elite members of the guild are basically above level 150, which can be regarded as B-level ranks. Seniors.

Moreover, the Black Star Legion has been updating equipment technology, and the weapons and equipment used by players are much stronger than version 3.0. There are even a series of special hole cards such as evolution badges, and the combat power is very impressive.

With so much progress, Jupiter felt that the guild should be able to kill a natural disaster grade independently, which is worth a gamble.

Hearing his explanation, many guild backbones were also convinced, replaced by excitement, all gearing up and eager to wait.

It's not a task, but their initiative doesn't care about that.

Jupiter scanned the crowd and said loudly:

"Since everyone agrees, let's fight the boss now, let's go!"

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The Endless Nebula, the Didora Galaxy, and the main base of the Heavy Iron Guard.

This is a huge interstellar fortress. It looks like a building block base composed of countless cuboids, large and small. The structure is very neat, with layers and sharp edges.

On the front armor of the interstellar fortress, there is a huge glyph pattern engraved, like a heavy armor helmet, which is the emblem of the heavy iron guards.

The Heavy Iron Guard is a well-known civilian armed organization in the Didora galaxy. Most of the members of the organization are mechanical warriors. On the surface, they are civilian armed forces, but it is said that the background is unusual. They are secretly related to the Fenny civilization that rules this galaxy There is an unclear connection.

And the leader of this organization is Fess, nicknamed "Earth's Core". It is rumored that he is a minion kept by the Fini civilization, and he completes some shady tasks for them.

At this moment, in the chief's office of the main base, Da Fess was receiving a distinguished guest, and they had a good conversation, and laughter rang out from time to time in the room.

"...Haha, I am really troublesome for you to personally escort this batch of goods. I have already had someone inspect them, and the condition is very good."

Da Fess smiled, and his tone seemed very satisfied.

Opposite him is a man in a khaki-yellow robe, who is also like a pangolin turned into a spirit. He belongs to the Feni tribe like Da Fess, but he has undergone a large area of ​​mechanical colonization, and a pair of electronic eyes are always on. Red light, the body is deeply sunken into the sofa, the weight is astonishing, the organs and limbs are basically replaced with mechanical prosthetics, and the whole body is made of metal.

"Of course, when have we shipped you bad-quality goods? This batch of machinery and equipment is all official military weapons, specially approved by the military department for you, and no one else can buy them if they want to."

The colonizer speaks with a vocal device in his throat, simulating a passionate tone.

He is the envoy of Fenny's civilization, and has always been the person in charge of liaising with the Heavy Iron Guard on behalf of the high-level. The two parties do have a cooperative relationship, and exchange resources for the effectiveness of Fess.

The Fini civilization has a special liking for mechanical prosthetics, and it has always been a hot spot for mechanical prosthetics. Almost everyone has accepted the transformation, and there are even many civilians who only keep their biological brains and replace their bodies. into different types of machinery. And the superpowers in the civilization are mostly mechanical, and the mechanical warriors are the main trend in the civilization.

"Don't worry, I know why you're here. I'll take your things and I'll finish the task properly." Da Fess grinned and said, "I've almost done what you told me before. According to your According to the information provided, I have pulled out the nails that the Transcendent A Grade Association has placed in the black market of several nearby star areas, and only the last few planets are missing."

"Oh? Many of this group of people are indestructible members of the Black Star Legion. They are indestructible. Are you sure they have been dealt with?"

The messenger asked casually, picked up the cup on the table and took a sip. The cup contained a dark viscous liquid. This was a drink specially made for colonizers with excessive heavy metals. It was decomposed by special digestive organs. Different elements are very nutritious for the reproductive body.

"What about the Immortals? As long as the black market channels in their hands are destroyed, they will either start all over again, or get lost."

Fess disagrees.

The messenger put down his cup and asked curiously, "I heard from your subordinates that some of the immortals you killed threatened to take revenge on you, aren't you afraid?"

"Do they have that ability? These people are vulnerable, and they only dare to speak wild words because they are not dead. Otherwise, they would have been frightened by me. If they dare to retaliate, I will kill one if I come, and I will kill two if I come. Kill a pair."

Da Fess snorted coldly, while expressing his disdain, his tone was slightly sour.

He relies on force, unless he is at the same level or Transcendent A Grade, he doesn't pay attention to it, but for the player's indestructible characteristics, a superpower will be envious and jealous, and he is no exception, he is jealous when he looks at it, so he strikes Extra heavy.

It is precisely because he can't get it that he has a different kind of resentment and contempt, and he can't help but have a sour mentality of "what's the big deal".

"Then I'm relieved." The envoy nodded and said: "In short, this is the task ordered by the three major civilizations. It is better to be cautious, and the black market is under our control, which provides us with a lot of profits. , The Transcendent A Grade Association thinks that with the support of the black market managers, it can send a few people to take over our black market at will, which is really whimsical."

Some high-level officials of the Fini civilization are the umbrella of most of the black market in this galaxy, and they have continuously obtained profits from it and filled their pockets. However, the Transcendent A Grade Association wants to integrate the black market, blocking their way of making money.

At this juncture, the three major civilizations conducted interviews with multiple galaxy-level civilizations, hoping that each civilization would cooperate with them in combating the association's troops in the black market, and the Fini civilization was also one of the interviewees.

The Endless Nebula and the Shattered Starlink are far away, no matter how powerful the Black Star Legion is, they are beyond reach, and they are galaxy-level civilizations, protected by the "Peace Treaty", and the benefits of hugging the thighs of the three major civilizations are far more than pleasing the Transcendent A Grade Association , so the Fini civilization simply supported the three major civilizations, and let the team sent by the Fess Annihilation Association to take over the black market, killing two birds with one stone.

"With me here, they won't succeed."

Fess waved his hands carelessly, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Don't forget the benefits that will be given to me when things are done..."

The messenger laughed twice, "Don't worry, we have cooperated for so long, and the higher-ups didn't want to break their promises. As long as you can finish this matter properly, the higher-ups will not only support your continued expansion, but also be willing to let you become the controller behind the scenes of this black market." One, the black market profit that you promised will not lose you."

"Of course I believe you."

Da Fess smiled with satisfaction.

He took the risk of offending the Black Star Legion to do dirty work for civilization. Naturally, it was for his own benefit. If the benefit was not big enough, he would not work hard.

Due to the preference of Fenny civilization, the annual profit of smuggling mechanical products in the black market in this area is astronomical. Fess has been coveting it for a long time. Now, as long as the nails inserted by outsiders are removed, he can get a share of this big cake. , in his view is an excellent opportunity.

Thinking of the prospect of huge profits in the future, enough to make him swim in banknotes, Fess was extremely happy, and felt that his nerve cells were activated a lot.

However, at this moment, an accident happened suddenly!

Boom! !

A loud explosion-like sound suddenly resounded in the base, and the two felt an obvious shock at the same time. The cup on the table shook and fell to the ground, and the heavy metal drink spilled on the ground, like a puddle of black engine oil.

Immediately afterwards, the ear-piercing siren sounded, and the warning light suddenly lit up, dyeing the room red.

"what happened?!"

Fess stood up suddenly, called the adjutant, and asked loudly.

"Boss, the base has just been bombed. The opponent's naval guns are too powerful. Several cracks have been dug into the protective cover. Someone has already entered the base. The intelligence center is mobilizing guards to meet the enemy!" The adjutant replied quickly.

"Someone dares to raid my base camp? What is the origin of the enemy? Is there a natural disaster grade?" Da Fess was furious.

"No, I don't know, the enemy's spaceship erased the force mark, but no natural disaster-level individual energy source was detected..."

"How dare you attack my base camp without a natural disaster grade?!"

Fess was furious, pushed the adjutant away, and made a gesture to leave the room.

At this time, the messenger was a little worried and couldn't help but ask, "Should I avoid it first?"

"What are you afraid of? I can solve the problem in a while, and I will go back as soon as I go."

Da Fess strode out without looking back.

The adjutant was about to follow, when suddenly his arm tightened and was pulled back by the messenger.

He looked back, only to hear the emissary say:

"Well... I'd better hide, do you have a safe house here?"

...

At the same time, more than a dozen pitch-black battleships floated outside the base, continuously pouring firepower.

Rumble! !

Bursts of dark red naval gun beams bombarded the shield of the space base of the Heavy Iron Guard, blasting cracks.

The assault cabin and the airdrop cabin continuously shot out from the belly of the battleship, with a propeller at one end and a high-speed rotating drill bit at the other end, the whole body was covered with a shield, and hit the surface of the base along the cracks in the shield. Some were shattered by the base's guard guns in mid-air, while others successfully passed the barrage, slammed into the base armor, and drilled in, leaving holes one by one.

"Continue to send people down! All the guys who landed in the enemy's base camp, remember to bind the resurrection flag as soon as possible!"

In the command room of the main ship, Jupiter commanded loudly, agitated and spit flying everywhere.

The members of this fleet are all Protoss guild players. It took a lot of time to complete the secret assembly. After checking the information, they rushed to Fess's base camp.

In order to kill a natural disaster class, the Protoss guild spent a lot of money. These warships are property purchased by the guild and equipped with a large number of war weapons. The armed organization can be described as a dimensionality reduction strike, in order to quickly land on the enemy's base.

At this moment, the guild channel is extremely lively, and the news is frantically swiping the screen.

"Comfortable, I'm in!"

"The people behind are about to airdrop, and the enemy's support is coming."

"Magicians and Psychic masters control the field, and give mechanics a chance to spread the field!"

"Don't waste energy on the mobs, force the boss out first!"

In the base, the players who had already landed were massacred. Everyone was a senior B-level power user, and they overthrew a lot of guards like chopping melons and vegetables.

At this moment, a coercion quickly approached.

Hearing a loud bang, the metal wall on one side opened, and Fess, who was holding a heavy axe, rushed in.

Da Fess looked at the enemy in the field, his eyes suddenly locked on the main body of the legion commander, and he was impressed by this guy who had died in his hands ten times in a row, and suddenly became furious.

"It's you?!"

The legion leader's big machine smashed a C-level mechanical warrior with a cannonball. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked over, grinning.

"Surprised or not? If you come out to mess around, if you say you want to call it a truckload of bread people, then call it a truckload of bread people!"

Without waiting for Fess to reply, the main machine of the legion commander pointed a gun at him and shouted:

"Brothers, it's him, get him!"

The next moment, the eyes of all the people present fell on Da Fess in unison, and the excitement of seeing the prey ignited in their eyes.

Even Fess, who had experienced many battles, was stared at by a group of B-level power users for a moment, and instinctively felt a shudder.

But then, his anger suddenly swelled, he raised his heavy mechanical axe, charged into the battle group, and smashed the two players in front of him with the axe.

"You are... looking for your own death!"

As for the players, they almost all spoke in unison:

"MT group! Go!"

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