The Undying Mecha Emperor

"No." I finally decided. "I'll just turtle up and wait for reinforcements. The Ancestor said to keep my red mecha core a secret at all costs. Manifesting a protective dome can be easily explained and attributed to a new defensive technology, but manifesting a mecha, especially a white mecha, will definitely tell them that I have "devour"."

I quickly strengthened my dome and resolved to "sit" this one out.

At that moment, my powerful resonance finally picked up a powerful and familiar "scent". As I focused my resonance to it, I immediately recognized it as a powerful Red Dragon Battalion Heavy Mecha.





The Whitefrost Alert 5 Mecha had finally arrived.

However, I also suddenly picked up an unfamiliar and vastly more powerful mecha approaching from a different direction!

"A white mecha??" I was stunned.

White mechas were supposed to be the exclusive power owned by the two behemoths of the world, USAA and the European Empire. But with the passage of time, that exclusivity had eroded and other larger countries such as the Chinese Federation and Russia had begun to produce their own white mechas.

Although on paper USAA and the European Empire still maintained an iron grip on military power by merit of their golden mechas, in reality, that grip was slowly weakening as more and more countries secretly produced their own white mechas.

And in the case of the Chinese Federation, openly producing their own white mechas.

And so, the arrival of the new white mecha did not immediately signify that it was USAA or the European Empire who had entered the battle.

It could be reinforcements.

It could be the Russians.

My heart turned slightly cold when I realized that this newcomer was flying straight towards the Whitefrost Alert 5 Mecha with its weapon drawn.

"Not reinforcements." I thought as a feeling of desperation slowly bloomed within me. I could easily withstand the attacks of a horde of blue mechas, even with them blasting away at my dome at full power.

But a white mecha's all out attack was a different story.

The white mecha I had absorbed from Amelia Dragonos was apparently a low quality one, as my resonance with the Twelve Mecha Guardians, Twenty Four Mecha Disciples and even this incoming mecha was showing much more powerful resonance compared to hers.
Much, much more powerful.

Add that to the fact that I had barely absorbed 5% of Amelia Dragonos' mecha, and you'll get the crisis that I was in.

Thankfully the dome I had to maintain was extremely small compared to a white mecha, and so even with only 5% of Amelia's white mecha absorbed, I was able to stuff it full of thick armor, much thicker than a normal white mecha's armor.

Slash!! The white mecha executed a powerful attack on the Whitefrost Clan Alert 5 Mecha!!

Although the Alert 5 mecha was a heavy blue mecha, it was nonetheless a mere blue mecha.

Clang!

The Alert 5 Mecha was able to skillfully divert the white mecha's first attack. But it was all it managed to do. The white mecha was faster and stronger. Its second attack hit home, and so did its third and fourth. Within seconds, it was in pieces.

"An enemy white mecha just took out our reinforcement. I will not be able to last long against it." I told the others honestly.

"Grandpa will be here soon. Probably with the entire military in tow." Emma said. "Give it your all."

"Damn it. How dare they attack us right here in our own turf! They must think we're pushovers!" James cursed with all his heart. "Damn it damn it damn it all!!!!"

Deep in my heart, I could a flash of anger spark a burning rage that flowed through my veins like lava.

It was nowhere close to the rage I felt earlier when I fought against Emma and the others within my mind, but it was still intensely powerful.

Powerful enough to trigger yet another resurgence of my red energy.

BA DUMP!

BA DUMP!

Right on time!

BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!

The enemy mechas continued to rain down their attacks on my dome furiously.

B O O O O M ! ! ! ! ! !

Crack!!!

A particularly powerful attack hit us out of nowhere and caused my dome to crack!

I raised my hand and gritted my teeth as my face contorted lightly with fury.

"You're not breaking through!" I thought as I manifested layer after layer of white mecha armor to resist the enemy white mecha that had turned its attention on us.

B O O O O O O O O O O M M M ! ! ! ! ! !

B O O O O O O O O O O M M M ! ! ! ! ! !

B O O O O O O O O O O M M M ! ! ! ! ! !

I could feel the white mecha's attack start to get desperate.

The pilot was probably wild with rage. Being able to position a hostile white mecha within the capital of the Chinese Federation was definitely a ridiculously expensive and difficult endeavor.

To have activated such an asset and still fail to achieve results would probably get him killed by his superiors for pure incompetence, even if he managed to get out of the incoming horde of angry soldiers.

He only had a very tiny window left to accomplish his mission before escape would become impossible!

B O O O O O O O O O O M M M ! ! ! ! ! !

B O O O O O O O O O O M M M ! ! ! ! ! ! B O O O O O O O O O O M M M ! ! ! ! ! !

Apparently, the enemy white mecha pilot's appetite for danger was really low and he soon escaped with a burst of speed.

The other blue mechas, however, remained.

There was no escape for them. They would detonate their mecha cores and bring down as many Chinese soldiers as they could.

At that moment, just like a flashy hero who likes to be fashionably late, I could detect a very familiar mecha right at the edge of my resonance exploding into the scene.

CHRONOS!

My big brother had arrived!!