Star Forge Titan

"Hmph." The old chef glared at his most promising apprentice who always made him angry, and walked off the stage with his hands behind his back.

His figure was like that of an ordinary old man, somewhat hunched and desolate, but a look of genuine joy slowly emerged on his face as he turned his back to Udonna.

You’ve made progress, little crocodile.

The first time Udonna appeared before him, she was still a young crocodile. Standing up, she couldn't even reach the waist of an average person, looking like a stunted child. Although she didn't have to worry about hair loss, she always washed her hands more carefully than anyone else in the kitchen and wore her chef's hat and uniform.

At first, the claws with nails could not hold the kitchen knife steadily, so the crocodile ran to work as a weapon master, relying on the power of the extraordinary to develop more flexible knife skills than ordinary chefs, as well as brute force.

"That's great, that's really great!" The shouts from others were exactly what the old chef was thinking at the moment, making him look up.

Then, the crocodile chef, who was more than two meters tall, let out a terrifying scream of "kakaka" because of a "magic" friendly hug from his friend.

"Frei, let go quickly. Others are different from me." By restraining an overly excited ancient dragon, Alvin successfully saved the crocodile chef who almost died on the first day of becoming a top chef.

"Little Frey, what are you thinking about?" Udonna stuck out her tongue and spoke incoherently.

But what could she do when faced with her best friend? Of course, she would forgive her.

The Grand Chef exam concluded successfully, with the audience applauding enthusiastically. Due to the Genoese's love of cooking, the event was attended by many high-ranking officials, including members of the Spire Council.

Well, yes, some people don’t have time to attend the daily meetings, but they have time to watch the chef cook.

This is probably the Genoese...

But things are never perfect, and there was a loud explosion in the sky.

Without any warning, something extremely heavy was approaching the assessment site at an extremely fast speed.

Alvin was about to raise his hand to stop it, but after seeing the specific appearance of the thing, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

"Holy War Mecha? How come it's here now?!?"

Chapter 180: Eliminate Demons in an Instant

Holy War Mech, the next-generation combat platform of the Temple of Knowledge.

In the history of Virtual Palladia, this was a heavy weapon developed by technical personnel from both sides to fight against the skeleton frenzy and the evil spirits hidden in it after Lind fully opened up his magic engineering to the Temple of Knowledge.

After receiving training, the Paladins of the Temple of Knowledge can become dedicated pilots of the Holy War Mechs. Their inherent Chaos Resistance, combined with the spiritual Holy Light possessed by high-ranking Paladins, can effectively resist corruption and kill the followers of the evil god, as well as demons that have infiltrated the material world.

But now that Ivan had transformed the real Paladia, why would Linde, the Central Empire, cooperate so deeply with the Temple of Knowledge? They weren't facing a crisis of national extinction right now, so there was no reason to disclose their unique technology to the outside world, right?

Even if all the temples swear absolute neutrality, it still cannot explain why the Jihad Mecha was born.

and many more……

The Salted Fish King was originally likely killed by the cultists, but in this worldline, he escaped due to his unexpected appearance. Using this significant change as a starting point, if the Salted Fish King, due to the previous assassination, became particularly concerned about the corruption of the evil gods and chose to cooperate deeply with the Temple of Knowledge, the logic behind this is completely reasonable.

The case has been solved, and it was me who caused the change in the world line, so it's okay.

Right above the arena, the pure white armor spewing flames was like a steel angel descending into the world.

The long-distance flight backpack connected to the external fuel tank behind the armor detached itself before entering the City of Thousand Towers. The wing-shaped nozzles that were then ignited allowed the Jihad Mech to continue to maintain a high speed and head straight into the center of the city.

The distance between them was great, but Ivan could still discern the mecha's total height of nearly 18 meters. Constructed entirely of metal, its slender limbs and torso were unlike the massive and stout mechas currently produced by Linde. At first glance, it didn't even seem like a weapon, but rather like a fine, artistic sculpture, radiating an ethereal and elegant aura.

Can this thing really be used to fight demons?

If others saw this, they would probably have such doubts. However, Ivan knew that the Jihad Mecha before him had not yet revealed its true form.

Although it has a streamlined and elegant appearance like a fighter jet, the positioning of the Jihad after it is put into combat is closer to a main battle tank, that is, a highly mobile armored firepower platform that can fight against enemy heavy armored units and provide support to infantry.

Events that require the use of such weapons often directly involve invading demons from foreign domains. Even if they are not the real body, they are at least powerful projections.

That is to say...

With a little concentration, Alvin sensed some movement in the distance.

The city's internal environment was incredibly complex. Before the actual outbreak, he had been relaxed and hadn't noticed anything. But now, with a slight perk, his perception, now on alert, immediately captured a myriad of information, and his brain quickly filtered out the meaningful bits.

"East."

The moment Afrediya sounded the alarm, Ivan had already risen and leaped eastward. His natural, smooth force left the ground untouched, and he silently leaped dozens of meters high.

The numerous spires in the City of a Thousand Towers looked like a gray forest, making it difficult to see the distant scenery. So Alvin raised his right arm, a faint light flashed on the back of his hand, and his whole body was wrapped in a black sphere that suddenly appeared, and then he leaped to a higher place in the form of space transfer.

Reaching a position high enough to have a bird's eye view of the entire city, Alvin immediately glanced into the distance.

Then, his gaze fixed on the sight of several new "meteors" tracing similar trajectories towards the City of Thousand Towers. They were all holy war mechas equipped with long-range flight capabilities. Where had the Temple of Knowledge acquired this new technology? They had actually begun mass-producing flying holy war mechas and were putting them into combat.

Not only is it not clear whether the Central Empire Linde is so generous, but why do the thrusters behind them look a little familiar?

Alvin's brows furrowed further, thinking of the elf intelligence agency - Bionic Bird, which had not received any news for some time, and that something unexpected was happening in the city.

All of the above thoughts occurred in less than a second, and the first Jihad Mecha that landed had already launched a covering strike on the target location.

The large-caliber, high-pressure steam cannon, powered by a magic furnace, instantly propelled the projectile to supersonic speeds. The airflow spread out, emitting a sizzling sound. Before the sound of the atmosphere being pierced could spread to the surroundings, a spire in front was broken in two.

Judging from the unusually quiet surroundings, the surrounding civilians had already been evacuated. However, a distinct surge of magical energy could be heard from the ruins of the collapsed spire. A massive, winged creature roared out from within. Not all winged creatures are angels. Before it even left the smoke-covered area, the enormous monster launched its bright blue feathers in all directions, like sharp swords effortlessly piercing the outer walls of the surrounding towers. This was followed by a series of powerful magical explosions.

"The smart food demon..." Alvin frowned and identified the other party's identity at the first moment.

This creature is a demon under the Dark Whisperer's command, but unlike other monsters of the same faction, it does not display any characteristics resembling intelligence. It is said that this monster, having absorbed too much knowledge, has given up thinking after understanding everything, and has become like a beast, following its instincts.

The appearance of an ordinary Wise Eater is similar to that of a short-haired blue hound. Its limbs are extremely slender and long, and several narrow tail feathers with hallucinogenic light grow on its heels. From its spine to its tail, there is soft and long hair similar to a horse's mane.

Due to their penchant for knowledge and wisdom, they are drawn to souls possessing vast knowledge and profound wisdom, instinctively pursuing their prey. Other Darkspeaker demons often exploit this, using Wise Eaters as thugs and hunting dogs. Because these demons think like bestial beings, they are often used by their colleagues as cover or diversionary forces. Most Darkspeaker demons and followers are adept at this tactic.

However, in rare cases, a Wisdom Eater will capture a demon from its own faction. After completely devouring and digesting the enemy, the knowledge-seeking beast can evolve into an even more powerful higher-level demon. Several of the Darkspeaker's great demons were even born from this process.

It has to be said that this is a biting satire in the style of a code talker.

The huge intelligent food demon in front of him was undoubtedly in the process of digestion. Wings grew on its back, and its head, which originally resembled a hound, had a keratin structure shaped like a bird's beak. The key point was that its animal eyes were now flashing with thought.

The evolved Enchantress reached a size of several dozen meters, towering even taller than the nearby spire. The eighteen-meter-tall Crusader Mech couldn't even reach half its height. However, the power of the large-caliber, high-pressure steam cannon was not to be underestimated. The impact on the Enchantress's magic shield was immediately weakened to the point of near-breakage.

But the monster was not willing to sit and wait for death. It let out a series of screams, which caused all the lights in the surrounding city to go out.

"Wide Area Silence Order! This guy swallowed a Silent Messenger?" Alvin immediately understood what the scene in front of him meant.

The Silent Messenger is a hidden class unique to the City of a Thousand Towers, possessing powerful anti-magic abilities, capable of interrupting spellcasting and even preventing spells from taking effect within the area. Even so, the soul of a transcendent being is insufficient to allow the Wise Eater to evolve. More likely, the Silent Messenger is a corrupted believer, a powerful cultist lurking deep within the City of a Thousand Towers, possessing a hidden class and acquiring high-level demonic power through corrupted rituals.

Considering that the power difference between this level of cultists and high-level demons is not much, if there is a wise food demon that can devour their flesh, blood and soul, it can also evolve into a higher level form.

In other words, someone who schemed and schemed to defeat all their rivals within the school clique to become the Messenger of Silence, then successfully completed a series of complex and difficult rituals of corruption, and after enduring countless hardships, successfully ascended to a high-level cultist, only to be eaten by his own dog in the end!?!

Soon after, the dog replaced his identity and became a high-ranking member of the Dark Whisperer Cult lurking in the City of a Thousand Towers, and continued to climb to higher levels. In the future, he might even become a great demon under the command of the Dark Whisperer.

Plans are always changing, and no one is sure of the direction of change.

In a sense, this is very Xin Liezhi.

Big devil...

Bone Staff Gothmoor.

With a strange expression, Ivan recalled the name of a great demon. It was the main villain that appeared in the Thousand Towers Rebellion and one of the culprits who caused the unrest.

In his previous life, when he was hostile to it, it had already fully evolved into the Blue-winged Bird Demon, the Dark Whisperer Demon. Unexpectedly, its original follower would be an ignorant and foolish Wisdom Eater Demon.

At this moment, the Jihad Mecha was forced to shut down due to the sudden anti-magic means, but the Wise Eater who chanted the evil spell still retained the ability to cast spells.

"Fortunately, I'm a cat person." Ivan muttered, rolled up his sleeves, and clenched his right hand tightly without any mercy.

The next second, the future Darkspeaker Demon - Bone Staff Gothmoor was grabbed by an invisible force and solidified in a locked space block.

Surprise and astonishment, the demon's eyes were filled with indescribable complex emotions, but before it could figure out what was happening?

The compression from the space itself instantly affected every corner of the demon's body.

Explode! Spread! Scatter!

Now, the beast chasing knowledge can finally stop and give up thinking.

Because it's all over the floor.

"The Bionic Bird actually forced the mastermind behind the scenes to the front ahead of time. What is going on?" Shaking his hands, Ivan showed a thoughtful expression. The situation seemed to be vaguely different from what he expected.

Just then, the roar of the thrusters came from far away.

Looking at the Jihadi Mech parked in front of him and observing its structure closely, Alvin's frown gradually relaxed.

A high-energy fuel made from fire element crystals, and a small high-power magic engine made using the principle of shockwaves.

No wonder it looks familiar, it turns out they are all techniques I have used before!

Ok?

My skills?

With a click, the layers of protective armor on the cockpit's exterior opened like a flower, revealing a dashing figure before Ivan. Silence, the suddenness of the moment, plunged both parties into an unusual silence.

For a moment, the surrounding environment was even quieter than when the Silent Messenger used the silent command, until a voice broke the gradually heating up subtle atmosphere.

The familiar soft touch clamped my arm, the familiar gentle voice came into my ears, and the familiar fragrance filled my nostrils.

Along with it came the familiar and tangible powerful pressure from His Majesty the Demon King.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

In just a moment, Mr. Irving began to sweat profusely.

Indeed, it only takes a moment to exorcise the demon, but things are never perfect. Perhaps this is life. (Tea)

Chapter 181 The Story Comes True

This situation is more troublesome than a hundred thousand demons.

Things between men and women can be very simple. They meet, get to know each other, and then fall in love.

Things between men and women can also be complicated, as long as a bunch of messy things are added into the pure love, such as interests, comparisons, and even why your [expletive] is bigger than mine.

If you multiply a task involving two people by three or four, the complexity multiplies exponentially. It's annoying, incredibly annoying, but this annoyance is the biggest difference between humans and beasts. After all, animals can just run away after having their fun, but humans can't—and shouldn't—do the same. A decent person should responsibly fulfill their obligations; otherwise, they don't deserve the rights that come with them.

As for why Mr. Ai can engage in such nagging philosophical thinking at the moment, it is because he has just experienced the simple part of the relationship between men and women and is currently troubled by the complicated part.

Aren’t we just good partners who enjoy racing together?

Obviously, the other party no longer views this relationship in this way.

With his left and right hands held by different people, Alvin leaned against the pillow and looked at the ceiling with a melancholy expression.

If Afrediya's situation was just fate, then Diana was just too straightforward.

The girl was like a chariot of fire, barreling forward at full speed. Ever since her last separation from Ivan, she had completely grasped the meaning of her feelings. It could be called love, or possession, or simply, "I want you."

The two met in the ordinary, worked hand in hand in difficult situations, and continued to solve problems one after another, changing their own lives and the lives of their loved ones, and ultimately saving the future of the entire country. After such an experience, what girl could resist such a direct and sincere affection combo? Not easily, absolutely not, absolutely not.

As for the first meeting between the two girls, it was like a dragon cart colliding with a motorcycle, and thunder and fire were about to break out.

The ancient dragon's true form starts at level four. After going through the infancy, maturity and reaching the complete form, it can even gain combat power beyond level four in a short period of time.

The Jihad Mecha itself has the combat power of the third level and above, and the driver himself quickly reaches the third level after undergoing sturdy training and dangerous demon-slaying missions. The combination of the two, supplemented by the mysterious rituals of the Temple of Knowledge, is enough to rival the fourth level in the short term. Considering Diana's own secrets, there is even the possibility of further advancement.

If these two men came to blows, at least half of the outer city of the City of a Thousand Towers would be destroyed. By then, the entire Genoese Confederation would be shaken, not only politically and economically, but also physically.

Fortunately, a true strong man is not afraid of any Shura field, and he must always face his own heart. Even in the iron fire Shura land where dragons and steel are intertwined, he can rely on his own (stick) power to knock them all down.

It doesn’t matter, I love both the ancient dragon beauties and the mecha girl beauties.

This is not sentimentality, but is based on the overall perspective of stabilizing the current situation. It is true boundless love.

As his thoughts diverged, he continued to talk nonsense and quibble. Ivan's eyes wandered back and forth, and finally he sighed silently.

How did things turn out like this? Won't the future get even more complicated? What should I do?!

Despite his mixed feelings, he still managed to pull his arm free with the tiniest movement without alerting the other person, relying on the master's perfect control of every muscle. To be fair, the entire process wasn't simple. Afrediya was a Level 4 cultivator and possessed the true form of an ancient dragon. Even without a mecha, Diana was at the peak of Level 3, and possessed immense power from unknown sources. He had just personally confirmed this.

In short, both sides are not simple, and neither side is easy to mess with. Fortunately, I, Ai, am not an ordinary scumbag...

Barefoot and holding slippers, Alvin tiptoed out of the lounge and saw a witch waiting outside.

No, wait, at least not at this time...

"Khan, did you have a good time last night?" Heidi walked around Ivan with her hands behind her back, smiling sweetly, looking him back and forth, up and down, and then revealed an unpleasant relief.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Alvin had a dark face and an expression that said he had nothing to say.

Then, he was devastated to see a row of cat heads pop up from the corner of the corridor. Among them was the cat adjutant, who appeared loyal but was actually treacherous! Even the combat adjutant, who was only a head left, and the projection of the central thinking module were mixed in.

What's your business? It's none of your business!

The young man was obviously too thin-skinned and immediately raised his fist to threaten the group of monsters.