From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 365 Demon God - Lord of Steel

The red and silver torrents collided, the battle lines were jagged and constantly changing.

The massive war machine had just crushed a field of minced meat, and before it could even break through the enemy lines, it was swept away by the suddenly diverted River Styx and sank to the bottom of the river, its whereabouts unknown.

The Styx Dragon leaped from the water, its sharp teeth and wing membranes covered in rusty iron bacteria. Wherever it went, a large number of mechanical soldiers were rendered useless.

Without a doubt, this was a brutal war, with casualties on both sides every moment.

But the Blood God's invading army was not satisfied with the battle; they preferred to cut down flesh and blood rather than cold machinery and steel.

The former produces positive feedback when you chop it down, such as screams and blood mist, but the latter produces nothing but engine oil and parts when you chop it down.

Mordi stood on one side of the crimson tide, the blue bird still perched on his shoulder, with the other two gods standing beside him, confronting the Steel Earth side alongside him.

The strongest being on the Steel Land side is the shipborne AI of the flagship of the Sky Fleet, which is also an immortal-level existence.

It should be an apostle of a metal-type demon god, in charge of the wars in several surrounding worlds.

The incarnation of Mordi in the surrounding world has encountered it more than once, and the two are quite familiar with each other.

This is the first time we've seen such a large-scale confrontation.

"Slaughtering Heaven, we meet again."

The command node Delta spoke in an emotionless voice, offering a greeting devoid of any goodwill.

"Looks like we're quite destined to meet." Modi said with a forced smile.

"Your path overlaps with the Iron-Hearted Exterminator's sequence by 39.1%. Perhaps you could embark on this path. What do you think?"

"No matter what, I have no intention of giving up on my own path."

It wasn't the path he wanted, so he refused outright.

"That's a pity." The projected geometric model rotated its eye-like structure, looking at the other three warp gods. "And you?"

"We also have Assimilation Warriors, Out-of-Control Servant sequences here, which are compatible with you to a certain extent. Would you like to join us?"

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The Altering Heaven let out a strange laugh, the Stagnant Corruption Heaven slowly shook its head, and the Blissful Heaven even rolled its eyes at it.

Let's not even talk about how the Warp would punish them if they betrayed us.

The stark difference in treatment between the two was enough to dispel their thoughts of rebellion.

In the warp, they are the supreme eight-pointed star gods, but if they were to join the ranks of the metal demon god Mo, they would be nothing more than one of many apostles.

Moreover, what we are seeking now is to be promoted to demon gods, to be our own bosses, which is better than being someone else's employee.

The command node Delta was unaware of their plans and said regretfully, "That's a pity. I have no choice but to continue executing the purification command."

The projection vanished abruptly, and the orbital bombardment struck once more.

"Can you launch another surface-to-air attack?" Modi asked, looking at the blue bird on his shoulder.

"Gugu, it's going to be difficult. After all, the flagship is here this time, so my methods probably won't work."

The flagship is the carrier of the command node Delta; its presence or absence presents two completely different situations.

"Then we're afraid the losses will be enormous."

Usurper shook his head, pointed his scepter at the sky, and created a large-scale psionic barrier that blocked most of the missiles and lasers falling from the sky.

The stagnant Heavenly Dynasty battlefield breathed a sigh of relief, and a tremendous vitality instantly swept across the battlefield, providing their soldiers with the means to continue their fight.

Bliss smiled slyly, and the halo expanded outward, boosting the morale of the Blood God's invading army within its range.

Modi raised his hand and summoned a spiral spear.

Aim, gather your strength, and throw.

The spear transformed into crimson lightning, flashing across the sky before striking solidly against the flagship's energy shield.

The unchanging power of change and end emanates from the gun barrel and acts on the flagship's energy shield.

In the blink of an eye, the shield's structure, energy properties, power, and other parameters were rewritten, sacrificing overload and paralysis in exchange for absolute defense for a few seconds.

But after a few seconds, the flagship's shields will disappear, leaving only the armor and hull to rely on.

"Can you hit it now?" he asked again, referring to the altered heavens.

The tamperer tilted his head and looked at it for a moment, then said, "Yes."

Having said that, He stopped idling, rolled up His scepter with one wing, and assumed a posture of preparing to throw a spear.

A massive amount of psionic energy was drawn from the warp and gathered onto the scepter, causing the magical radiance shining at the tip of the scepter to become even brighter.

Using the power of fate as a starting point, the result of the scepter striking the flagship is constructed, and then the timeline corrects itself, fabricating the cause of the process.

Only in this way can we ensure that nothing goes wrong.

The monstrous force hurled its scepter into the sky, its magical radiance trailing a trail of flames. In an instant, it appeared in outer space and pierced straight into the flagship's armor.

A magnificent beam of azure light pierced through the entire ship in an instant, blasting a large hole in its middle and almost cutting it in half.

Other ships wanted to provide support, but it was to no avail, as the time was too short; everything happened in just a few seconds.

However, even though the flagship was severely damaged, the command node Delta did not crash or shut down; it still had the capacity to order the nanomachines to repair the hull.

The silver torrents converged on the damaged area in the middle section, but just as they were about to repair the breach, they were hindered by another force.

"How could I possibly let you succeed?"

The monstrous laughter of the mutated heaven echoed in the void, and a cloud of blue smoke with lightning appeared in the middle gap, hindering the nanotorrent's repair of the hull.

"Play with me for a bit first, then let them handle the rest themselves."

Countless electronic demons were unleashed by Him, traversing the fleet, attacking their firewalls at will, and secretly seizing their access.

In particular, the launch authority for space-destroying weapons is a key target of their attacks.

Of the four gods, only the one who alters the heavens can do this.

Although Modi and Zhifutian could physically destroy the mechanical legion, the cost they would have to pay was significantly higher.

With the altered heavens holding back the command node Delta, the ground mechanical legions, lacking fleet support, became easier to deal with.

The corrupt heavens increased their plague armies, and the blissful heavens also emptied their meager reserves.

The three forces combined to forcefully suppress the silver torrent into a small area.

Seeing that the enemy could no longer cause any trouble, Modi even had the leisure to spread his spiritual sense and micromanage the Blood God's invading army.

Under his micro-management, the legions that received the orders were in high spirits, fighting more and more bravely as if they had been injected with chicken blood, while the others who did not receive the orders could only look at their comrades with envious eyes.

The outcome of this war was predetermined from the start, assuming neither side had any powerful backers.

"Our forces have suffered more than half their casualties. We are reassessing the enemy's threat level... The assessment result is: High risk. Activate the emergency response plan."

I thought they were just four dead survivors who came from who-knows-where, but it turns out they each have unique skills. Oh, the pink one doesn't count.

After reassessment, the command node Delta made a not-so-difficult decision: it planned to call in reinforcements and inform the parents.

After all, it has other apostles standing alongside it, and above it exists a demon god.

Calling for backup when you can't win isn't shameful, especially since AI beings don't have the concept of shame.

"Application sent to the Overlord... Application approved in 3ms."

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In an instant, it halted the torrent of nanometers executing commands and instead began to recite a prayer in a melodious, rhythmic tone using binary language.

"Ring the bell once! Push the lever to start the piston and pump."

All the shipborne AIs in the fleet, regardless of what mission they were performing, put down their work and joined in the chanting.

A massive and complex data stream suddenly appeared, along with a strange frequency band.

Because of this, the cyber demon cannot even take advantage of the AI's prayers to continue attacking the firewall and stealing permissions.

"Ring the bell twice! Press the button, start the engine, ignite the turbine, and inject life."

The mechanical legions on the ground joined in the prayer, and even the smallest nanounits vibrated at a certain frequency, participating in the prayer in this way.

The expressions of the three earth gods turned serious, and a barrier of extremely high-level energy formed, separating their troops from the mechanical legion.

Even if the heavens were jealous, they couldn't do anything about this energy; they couldn't devour it at all.

"Ring the bell three times! Sing in unison, praise the Lord of Steel!"

As the final prayer was uttered, the entire battlefield seemed to be paused, and all units fell silent.

Modi took a deep breath and said, "Quickly, go and request the subspace!"

The words had barely left his lips when, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, the eerie tranquility was instantly shattered.

The space that should have been formless gained shape, and bright silver unknown substances grew on it. They crushed each other, and surface debris peeled off and melted away inch by inch, spontaneously forming an exquisite structure.

The transmission rods, gears, and other structures are tightly assembled together, and the machine was put into operation as soon as it was created, supporting this machine that was born out of thin air.

The gears were spinning wildly, their piercing noise echoing throughout the battlefield and even reaching outer space.

All living things that hear this sound, except for intelligent machines, will feel dizzy and nauseous, as if their own reason has fallen between two meshing gears and been crushed by the rotating gears.

Blood flowed from their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, but in no time, the blood turned into a bright silver liquid metal and spread to all parts of their bodies, forging them into steel figures.

"Lord of Steel!"

Both the tampering of heaven above and the three gods below realized the seriousness of the matter.

Although they didn't expect the enemy to be so cowardly as to summon the demon god so quickly, fortunately they had made contingency plans in advance.

"Quack, warp space, save me!"

After this mysterious warp prayer was recited, the warp ritual took effect, and another colossal entity intervened in this world.

A swirling, malevolent shadow of chaos enveloped the land, dispelling the effects of the metallic infection and standing in stark contrast to the gleaming silver construct.

This is the outward manifestation of the subspace in reality, and also a manifestation of the subspace's fuzzy will.

"While the subspace is powerful, it can only hold off the opponent for a while; after all, it is not a true demon god," Mordy said.

If the Warp is to defeat the Lord of Steel, either the four of them need to be promoted to Demon Gods and carry the Warp up.

Either the eight-pointed star returns to its original position, allowing the primordial destroyer in the center to emerge and end everything.

However, none of these options can be realized right now.

"But I still have a plan," Mordy said calmly.

"You still have another trick up your sleeve?" The altered heaven, who had just returned to the ground, tilted his head.

"You still have another trick up your sleeve!?" Zhifutian and Jiletian turned to look at him together.

"I have another idea. Send me out, I'm going to make a phone call."

As soon as Modi uttered those words, the other three gods joined forces to tear open a gap in the suppressed environment, allowing him to step into the void.

Having confirmed that he was out of the Steel Lord's influence, he sent a message into the depths of the void, following the contact method provided by the Evolution Game.

"Wei, zaima?"

Almost the instant he sent the message, a point of light appeared in front of him.

A chat bubble appeared on the light spot, with a large question mark on it.

"Buzai, guna!"

"Ahem, you're already here, aren't you?"

Modi coughed twice, embraced the light spot, and smiled.

"Didn't you say before that if I joined the War of the Abyss on your behalf, you would do everything in your power to help me?"

"Yes," the light spot responded, "but it seems you've already intervened."

"But this shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

"That's definitely not a problem."

"That's good. Now, do me a small favor. I'm not asking you to do anything big, just help me defeat the demon below."

"But... what did you say?"

The light suddenly dimmed, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Modi reacted quickly, grabbing it in one swift motion. "You're not going to go back on your word, are you?"

"...I won't go back on my word, but I'm just curious, how did you offend that guy?"

The flickering light seemed to express its own doubts.

"This matter involves too much interest, so I can't say anything. I can only say that those who know, know; and those who don't, I can't help."

Modi shook his head. After all, this matter involved an upgrade, so he didn't want to leak it out casually.

Evolution Game didn't press further, but simply said, "Since you don't want to talk about it, then don't. Whether you want to quell the war in the Abyss or help one side win, it doesn't matter to me."

"As long as you get promoted in the end, that's all that matters."

Evolution Game has only one attitude towards Modi, who represents them in the battle: leave him alone.

It will only provide all the help it can, and it doesn't care what methods Modi takes.

"To be honest, I'm getting more and more curious about who created you."

Modi stared at the point of light in front of him, but even with his current eyesight, he still couldn't make out anything.

The creator of the evolution game is far more technically skilled than him.

"You don't need to worry about that. If you can climb to a higher level, you might meet him." The light flashed rapidly. "Now, let me help you persuade the one below to leave."

After a series of intense flashes, the light plunged into the void and disappeared before Modi's eyes.

Modi didn't know how it would persuade the Lord of Steel. Could it be that the two had some kind of relationship? It didn't seem likely.

Still worried, he casually tore open the crack and stepped inside.

Passing through the rift and returning to his previous coordinates in the material world, a red metallic structure appeared before him.

That was the Steel Lord, but not in its normal form; instead, it was in battle mode, with the entire machine glowing red.

The red construct remained motionless, simply standing still, confronting the shadow that represented the warp.

Between these two was a spot of light that he knew all too well.

The points of light flickered at a high frequency, seemingly conveying some kind of message, and the Steel Lord on the other side did the same.

In this eerie silence, two luminous objects, one large and one small, are communicating in this way.