I would rather betray the gods

With the three devices ready, an alloy dagger simultaneously extended from his wrist, pointing directly at Yuzu.

Blue machine, Xia Xia; Red machine, Yue Bai; Yellow machine, Xu Xiangsheng.

In proportion, the pomelo resembles a cockroach standing upright, head tilted, hands on hips, and legs shaking, fearless and undaunted.

"You need to be careful. This mech is easier to control than you think. It's like a living mount. With it, I feel like I'm a different kind of powerful being."

Moonlight White kindly reminds you.

Just as Xia is not good at theological vocabulary, she does not know how to describe her current feeling of being one with the machine, and can only use things she can think of to make comparisons.

Okay, let's begin!

Yuzu nodded.

Immediately, the three mechs rushed forward as if they had recognized the battle order, their actions quite emotional, and that was exactly what happened.

One-on-one is one thing, but he actually thought that wasn't enough and wanted to go for V3. The three mechs heard everything clearly just now. Who does he think he is?

Putting everything else aside, the sheer size of these three behemoths alone is enough to give a finger the strength of a thousand pounds, so Yuzu never dared to be careless from beginning to end, instantly switching into battle mode with a fierce look in her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, before the three mechs had even completed half of their attack, Yuzu teleported away from their sight, reappearing behind the red mech and the white moon.

However, just because he lost his target for a brief moment, Hongji delivered a side elbow strike to Youzi.

His movements were smooth and swift, without the slightest hint of metallic sluggishness; his attacks were steady, accurate, and ruthless, like those of a trained martial artist.

Yuzu flashed again, this time landing above the three machines.

"It's useless. It has all-around sensors, so even if you're invisible, I can still 'see' you."

Moonlight White Reminds Me of Worry.

Before she finished speaking, all three machines simultaneously swung their steel arms upwards.

"I understand, but it was expected."

As she spoke, Yuzi conjured a shield of emptiness beneath her feet, a shield like a rift in spacetime through which a corner of the starry sky could be seen.

Then three iron arms struck with a clang, hitting the shield without making a sound; the impact was like a stone sinking into the sea.

It's common to cast spells without using magic, but it's rare to see it applied to Yuzu, so much so that Yuebai exclaimed, "My God, you've improved so much!"

The results will be seen in actual combat, and it seems there are indeed results now. Yuzu smiled slyly, "That's why I called you all to come together, to prove my constant efforts."

Those who weren't by his side might imagine that he would practice swordplay or meditate when he had time.

However, Yuebai has been by his side recently. In Yuebai's eyes, he is: sitting at his desk in a daze, lying in bed in a daze, even when eating, he will be lost in thought and in a daze. Even when everyone is sitting together to talk, he will inexplicably drift off into a daze.

He calls this "constant effort"?

Yuebai looked on with disdain.

Little did they know that among the myriad cultivation methods in the world, it was rare to find a free and unfettered sea of ​​consciousness. Within this sea, countless phenomena existed, capable of being both real and illusory, surging like a tide, or calm as a flower field under the moon.

The fact that a grapefruit found to have brain abnormalities at a security checkpoint is the best evidence of this method.

Of course, this method is not profound or mysterious. In Yuzi's understanding, it is just fantasy. He chose this method because he is full of Pisces traits and his natural love of fantasy is the only advantage he can find in himself.

This is a skill; if mastered well, it can elevate oneself to a state of selflessness; if not mastered well, it can lead to being trapped in a vortex between reality and illusion, unable to extricate oneself—in layman's terms, it's being a fool.

"Be careful!"

When the combined attack of the three machines failed to achieve its goal, the onboard system immediately intervened to generate the next round of offensive and defensive plans, making up for the defensive flaws caused by human distractions and the shortcomings of insufficient subsequent attacks.

Because of the high degree of integration between human and machine, Yuebai's consciousness saw the scene of his red machine locking onto Youzi with infrared rays, and the strategy of bombarding Youzi with plasma cannons.

As she reminded them, the three machines simultaneously retracted their fists, rolled backward, and knelt on the ground in a triangular position. They then switched the wrist daggers to cannons, which quickly absorbed energy and fired continuously at the locked target.

These luminous shells, let alone hitting a person, would even leave a hole in the thickest aircraft carrier.

Even more dangerously, Yuzu, who was right in the middle of the anchor point, was horrified to find that she couldn't move at all.

Because it was a confined space, the solar energy cannon under such potential energy compressed the air around him into a 'viscous' state, like jelly.

"Heh~ As expected, whether it's science or theology, the ultimate goal always comes down to the point of 'phenomenon'," Yuzu remarked calmly.

With a loud bang!

Just as the front row of light-energy projectiles was about to hit Yuzu's body, a ring-shaped shockwave exploded in the air.

After that, the solar-powered projectiles stopped abruptly, the air appeared even thicker, and in some areas, one could even hear sounds like rocks collapsing.

What happened?

Xia was the most confused, so he called the onboard system to analyze the cause, and the computer quickly provided feedback with data.

Originally, the pomelo, which was in the center of the anchor point, burst out with a powerful energy wave that swept away the surrounding forces. The reason why the light energy cannonball above was still was because the interaction between the internal and external forces had just reached a stagnation value.

What is the maximum pressure when two forces cancel each other out, and how many calories would be needed to reach that level?

Xia was shocked and couldn't wait to ask the airborne system for more data.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he, who had always been influenced by materialism, would have completely scoffed at the power of the gods, only to discover that what he had previously known was merely a embellished description from the planet's database.

Before the data could even be transmitted, rows of solar-powered projectiles were kicked back from the air by Yuzu.

As for the friendly sparring, Yuzu only symbolically let those energy projectiles hit the three machines' feet.

Even so, the power of the explosion should not be underestimated; the shockwave that suddenly rose from the ground knocked the three machines to the ground.

The data came in the instant she collapsed, and Xia stared at the off-the-charts numbers, her mind racing with unspoken thoughts:

My beloved distant star, how despicable are those gods you describe? You call them unambitious barbarians, you call them primitive people who only know how to manipulate basic elements for "slash-and-burn agriculture"?

I'm a rising star among the elite of this planet, so what the general public knows must be even worse and more vague...

An hour later, an older man dressed in black rushed over.

As soon as he entered, he yelled at Xia Xia, "You've really made something of yourself! If the higher-ups find out you invited these guests without permission, they'll throw you in jail!"

The newcomer was named Gwent, a leading figure among the hardliners of the Faraway Star faction, and also Xia's mentor in his political career.

Xia decided to arrange for Yuzi and her group to meet with him, and explained the whole story to him over the phone.

"Hello, my name is Chang Shengyou, and I come from..."

Yuzu extended a social hand to Gwent.

"I didn't come here because you introduced yourself. Tell me, what is your purpose in coming to Yaowangxing this time?"

Gwent didn't even have the patience to let Yuzu finish speaking, ignored Yuzu's outstretched hand, walked behind Yuzu, pretended to straighten her clothes, and looked down on her with disdain.

If he hadn't said that, Yuzu would have almost forgotten that he represented the defeated side. Indeed, weak nations have no diplomacy; this principle applies to StarCraft as well.

But a king has his pride. Yuzu withdrew her hand of friendship, put her hands in her pockets, and deliberately waited for him to finish tidying his clothes. She didn't believe he could straighten his clothes from collar to trouser hem... Then she tilted her head slightly and said, "You and Xia represent the hardliners and the gentlemen respectively. I'll have you two be witnesses to expose the true colors of the leader of your planet."

"I don't understand what you mean!"

Gwent suppressed her anger.

Not only did he not understand, but everyone else was also completely baffled.

"He is a god, yet he instills your materialistic thinking to suppress the gods of another planet."

Yuzu turned around to face Gwent directly, her eyes gleaming with determination and conviction.

The moment these words were spoken, the room fell silent, filled with shock and horror.

Why do you say that? Yuebai stared straight at Youzi, asking with her eyes... Suddenly her eyes lit up, "Oh, I see, that's what you asked Lao Xu to do the divination for the other day?"

Just you wait and see. Yuzu winked, neither confirming nor denying.

"Ha, what nonsense are you spouting? The supreme commander of this planet is a computer, how could he possibly be a god!"

Gwent's face was ashen as he finally looked at Yuzu properly, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

...

Yes, that's true.

Seeing the gazes from several deities demanding confirmation, Xia nodded.