The Last Sentinel

Mech Name: [Shen Du]

Western translation: Crimson Destruction (Crimson Family Storm: Crimson Successor)

Location: Nantianmen Project, Luoyang (Divine Capital)

Height: 100.01 meters

Weight: 3512 tons

Architecture: Fifth Generation [Haotian] Global Architecture

Armor: Fifth Generation [Taiyi] Incendiary Armor

Power source: Fifth-generation [Vulcan·Zhurong] twelve-phase nuclear fusion reactor engine

Weapon: Melee, super alloy liquid chainsaw sword, capable of physically destroying the enemy's sturdy armor to a great extent.

Long-range: L-22 thermobaric plasma beam

Ultimate Skill: Thunder Strike. After use, the mech loses its combat capability and must immediately leave the battlefield.

History: Thirty years ago, the fourth-generation mechs [Crimson Storm] and [Alpha] joined forces to annihilate the S+ Otachi. After several battles, Crimson Storm was ultimately defeated by Otachi, whose cockpit was destroyed by the giant claws on its tail. The three pilots were killed on the spot. After the war, the wreckage of Crimson Storm was moved to the mech graveyard.

Haotian, the chief scientist of the Nantianmen Project at the time, learned a painful lesson and abandoned the old approach of increasing the number of pilots to enhance the power of the mecha. Instead, he focused on improving the ability of the mecha pilots and re-established the path of two-person or even more extreme single-person mechas.

Under Haotian's leadership, the fifth-generation [Shen Du] abandoned the previous Fuxi multi-person architecture and adopted the brand-new [Haotian] architecture. At the same time, in terms of weaponry, it abandoned the trend of "the more weapons, the stronger the combat power" in the mainstream mecha genre and adopted a three-weapon system of melee + ranged + ultimate attack, with the super core engine as the core power, and finally developed the fifth-generation [Destruction Crimson] mecha.

The [Divine Capital] mech has completed over seventy sorties in its twenty years of service, making it the undisputed [King of Mechs] among the many mechs in Nantianmen. It has slain monsters including the S-class Venom (Tailspitter), the S-class God of Desire (Tentalus), the S-class Torture (Hidoi), the S-class Ghost Car (Kojiyama), and the A+ mutated Snow Woman (Tkhslep)...

Ye Feng looked up and saw the data of the [Shen Du] ship displayed on the hundred-meter-high mechanical hatch.

Gou Chen said from the side, "Open the door!"

The massive mechanical gate, towering over a hundred meters high, slowly opened like a heavenly gate. The heavy sound of metal gears filled the air, and a strong sense of oppression washed over him. It was like a powerful tsunami of a tiny being looking up to a god. This sense of awe, originating from the deepest code of the gods, pressed down on his heart like a tidal wave, making it difficult for Ye Feng to breathe.

powerful!

too strong!

Blue and white sci-fi light bands flickered, and on the platform of the underground hangar hundreds of meters high, a colossal figure a hundred meters tall, covered in mottled crimson marks, was being given a final check by countless mechanical arms. Steel trestle bridges crisscrossed, and hundreds of workers were carrying out final calibration work. The entire hangar was filled with flashing lights, like a powerful background music constantly urging people that war was about to begin.

Gou Chen glanced at Ye Feng. "Shocking, isn't it!"

Ye Feng gazed up at the crimson mech [Divine Capital], took a deep breath, and exclaimed, "Absolutely breathtaking! This is simply a god!"

Gouchen looked up at the crimson Crimson Destruction and said, "It is indeed a god. At least when it was created, even its creator, Lord Haotian, admitted that he only had the ability to create it, but was not its master. It was a free will. Lord Haotian also made rules for us to treat it as a colleague, as a person, not a cold machine."

Kuafu stepped forward, "Over the years, we have treated the [Divine Capital] like our dearest relatives and brothers, and it has lived up to humanity's expectations, launching over seventy sorties in twenty years, on average launching an attack every three or four months after maintenance, and the number of S-class Earth-Splitting Monsters it has slain could fill a book!"

In the chat group.

Master of Machines: Hehe, this is interesting. This mecha forger named [Haotian] has probably already touched the threshold of becoming a Mecha Priest. Otherwise, he wouldn't have established the rule of treating mechas as human beings. But unfortunately, in our home universe, resources are locked up, technology is blocked, and basic physics is stagnant. [Haotian] will never be able to cross the threshold of [Mecha Soul] and transform from a mecha pilot into a [Mecha Priest].

Ye Feng: What is a "Mechanical Priest"?

Master of the Machines: Simply put, you can think of them as clergy who consecrate mechs. They specialize in activating the machine soul of mechs and are among the top clergy in the mechanical universe. They are the most fervent believers of the Cult of the Machine God. The machine soul awakening ceremony you are about to perform is just one of the daily tasks of the mechanical priests.

Ye Feng: According to the big shot, am I a mecha pilot or a mechanical priest?

Master of Machines: A name is just a label. Only by becoming sworn brothers with your mechs and working together as one can you truly unleash their full combat power!

A voice interrupted Ye Feng's thoughts.

"Report--"

"Everything is ready!"

A staff member saluted and reported to Gou Chen.

Gou Chen glanced at Ye Feng and gave him a look. Behind him was a huge trailer piled high with all sorts of things: a gantry crane, engine oil, pills, battery packs, fusion uranium rods, livestock offerings... and even a set of custom-made, deep red, mysterious sacrificial robes.

Ye Feng took the mysterious sacrificial robe. "Lord Gouchen, please have the other staff stop and stand aside. I'm about to start work."

Gou Chen waved his hand, and hundreds of workers stopped working. The crisscrossing steel trestle bridges began to revert to their original positions, and the robotic arms shut down...

The offerings were arranged in front of the mecha in order, with the most prominent figure in the center being the beautiful mechanical life form Ye Feng had mentioned—a woman with a slender waist, long legs, and black stockings!

The lights dimmed one by one, and everyone held their breath.

In a bright beam of light, Ye Feng, dressed in a red and black priestly robe, held a notebook in his hands and began chanting in a strange tone, like a priest. The tone was a series of gurgling and clanging sounds, very mysterious. At first listen, it sounded like someone simulating the sounds of mechanical collisions, but upon closer listening, there was also a heavy metal background music rhythm...

The crowd didn't understand what Ye Feng was praying for; they were just watching for fun.

In their view, Ye Feng's move was like casting pearls before swine.

No, that's worse than playing the lute to a cow.

Playing the lute to a cow—at least the cow is a living creature and can respond.

This is a cold, mechanical mech; what kind of reaction could it possibly have?

In the chat group.

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: What the hell is Ye Feng mumbling?! Can someone translate it for me?!

Fifteenth Realm Warrior: I guess it should be, Big Brother, wake up! I've prepared for you the most beautiful woman in black stockings, a giant gantry crane, your favorite machine oil, and the most advanced reactor uranium rods. With the highest honors and in the name of the Master of Machinery, I extend my sincerest invitation to you!

Immortal God of Magic: Hahahaha! Warrior, are you possessed by a fucking simp? What a load of rubbish translation!

Fifteenth Realm Martial Artist: Damn it, you're the simp, your whole family are simps!

HarmonyOS's First Deepest Affection: You two bastards, shut the hell up! You real simps are right here!

The atmosphere in the chat group was extremely awkward. Two fake simps were discussing simps in front of the real simp, who was the most affectionate one, which really showed them no respect for the affectionate guy.

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: @Master of Machines, come out and translate this.

Master of Machines: What's there to translate! What's there to translate! Ye Feng's words are similar to Wu Fu's translation, except that Wu Fu used human language and I compiled some of it into mechanical code, that's all!

The most affectionate being in the Hongmeng realm, the fifteenth-realm martial artist, and the immortal magic god all simultaneously made a staring dog emoji.

Master of Machines: Sigh, why are you all so shocked? Mechanical life forms are first and foremost life forms, and only secondarily machines. Since they are life forms, they cannot escape the needs of eating and sex. The two most basic needs within our mechanical race are eating and sex. So when chatting with a mechanical life form, get straight to the point: give it delicious food, then give it beautiful women. If that's not enough, then increase the quantity—the main point is to provide plenty! No mechanical life form can escape this kind of intense need-inducing ritual! Especially this old cannon, the [Divine Capital], which has existed for over twenty years and experienced hundreds of battles, has long possessed the conditions for the birth of a machine soul. With Ye Feng's sincerity and the mechanical communication language I passed down, it is bound to awaken a machine soul!

Before the Master of Machinery finished speaking, the engine of the [Divine Capital], which had been in a malfunctioning state in the hangar, began to hiss, the gears started to rotate, and the turbine reactor released a faint blue glow!

Hundreds of people in and around the hangar stared wide-eyed at the scene before them, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"What's going on! The mech, the mech has started up!"

"No, that's impossible! I didn't even press the switch, and the mech isn't fueled. How could it start?"

"Could it be that some residual engine oil inside it caused it to start on its own?"

"Self-activation, self-awareness... Is this... is this still a mecha? What did Ye Feng tell it?!"

Ye Feng had now reached the final stage of the mechanical prayer. His expression was excited, and he shouted with fervor, raising his arms high: "Praise be to Om Messiah and Omniknight! Om Messiah and Omniknight will bless us to be invincible and unstoppable!"

At this moment, golden light suddenly shot out from the pupils of the hundred-meter-tall [Divine Capital], its heart engine completely burned into its normal crimson red state, and its arms slowly rose, making the same posture as Ye Feng. With its arms raised high and its face turned to the sky, it seemed to be cheering and praising Ohm Messiah and the God of All Machines for granting me life and nirvana!