Star Forge Titan

"Each tribe has different strengths, so it's impossible to determine exactly what was taken from each remains. However, the sheer number of cases is enough to prove that the enemy launched their actions even earlier than expected."

Beta circled dozens of small red dots on the map with a serious expression. These marked locations were all the remains of the Beast God with traces of people entering and leaving.

Beyond that, Ivan saw a staggering number of red dots on the map. If these were all the locations of the Beast God's remains, it meant that the Sun-Breaking War, sparked by the great Beast Gods' mutual attacks, had already spread across the entire planet.

Even taking into account the influence of the technology left over from the Giant Kingdom, this still shows that the ancient empire's magical engineering technology has developed to an astonishing level.

However, it wasn't time to prioritize archaeological work yet. With so many ruins being broken into, even if there was only a one in ten chance of success, the secret operators would have accumulated a sufficient supply of spare parts.

Suddenly, Ivan had a subtle sense of déjà vu. Back in his student days, when his pockets were tight, young people, eager to build a computer quickly, would sometimes resort to shopping online for used parts. While the two methods differed significantly in terms of difficulty and subsequent impact, they were fundamentally similar.

He shook his head to get rid of the strange idea. Since there was no time to stop the other party from collecting enough parts, he could only find a way to find the factory workshop where the Great Beast God was assembled. So, Ivan told the others about this idea.

"You're right. Even at the height of the Empire's power, the Great Beast God was the nation's most advanced technological product. Even if it was just to assemble the components, there were very few industrial bases that could meet the construction requirements."

As he spoke, Chief Beta turned his gaze towards the black area in the center of the map, which was the location of the 'God's Gate - Babelon' that had fallen to the ground.

"From what I know about Alpha, he's fond of strange rituals. Considering that the assembled Great Beast God might not be able to function for long, there's a high probability he'll choose to complete the assembly near 'Babelon'."

"That way, there's only one option left."

Beta extended his index finger and pressed it hard somewhere on the edge of the black area.

"Heavy metal smelting base, Rongtiehu Comprehensive Industrial Park."

During the ancient empire's heyday, the widespread use of magical puppets led to a dramatic increase in the nation's demand for metal materials. Consequently, the empire built numerous industrial bases dedicated to large-scale metal smelting, including the Rongtiehu Comprehensive Industrial Park.

The entire industrial park covers an area roughly equivalent to that of a modern city, and the surrounding supporting facilities meet every need for food, clothing, housing, and transportation. It can be said to be a new city built around a super-large integrated factory.

In fact, during the imperial period, people simply called this place "Smelting Iron City" or "Iron Lake City".

The silver pipes and massive industrial machinery that dotted the city gave it a lingering, almost rusty aroma. After the Sunshattering War, the city had long been deserted due to the rampage of its magical golems, leaving only the rhythmic hum of the industrial machinery.

But today, there are convoys passing through it as if no one is around.

Regardless of whether it was the dark green military magic weapons armed with live ammunition or the heavy yellow and black engineering magic machines, the magic puppets that were originally in a crazy rampage completely ignored these people.

The iron beasts that had been unruly after losing control were now being driven by people as if they had returned to the imperial era. They carried heavy cargo and various Amoli people dressed in barbaric clothes, and entered the Tiehu Industrial Zone smoothly with all kinds of noisy shouts and barbaric curses.

At this moment, looking down from the highest refining tower in the center of Tiehu City, the convoy is like a series of chaotic and dark turbid currents, converging into a vast ocean while injecting new vitality into the silent city.

"It's so lively." Someone sighed softly on the high tower.

He wasn't a large man, and compared to the immensely tall refinery tower below him, he looked even more frail. Even a few steps revealed his leg disability, requiring the use of a cane to barely move. With each step, the metal-clad, tapered tip of his cane scraped against the ground with a harsh sound.

Behind him, seven enormous figures with strange outlines stood or knelt. Some of these figures were slender compared to the former, but they were still quite strong. The wind carried the faint rhythmic sounds of machinery turning and gears meshing.

"Fade-off, raise your heads. This world will become increasingly noisy. When the Great Beast God once again stands upon the earth, we will be the brightest and most shining light!"

The voices became more passionate, and the thin figure raised the long staff in his hand with all his strength. At the same time, a dazzling flash of lightning flashed behind him, illuminating the top of the tower clearly although it was brief.

In the lightning, the seven figures revealed appearances vastly different from those of ordinary humans. The warmth of life's flesh and blood fused with the cold metal, revealing a profoundly contradictory and distorted quality. When they looked up, their eyes suddenly lit up red, evoking the ruthless iron beasts that ruled the wasteland in this era.

"Chief, the core components of the Fateweaver have arrived. Three regiments of Ironborn were lost in the process. In addition, we also lost two of our fellow Deborn." One of them reported in a low voice. The man called the chief did not speak immediately after hearing this.

He was unmoved by the loss of three regiments, but when he heard about the loss of two de-born, the leader seemed particularly shaken.

"How sad! They should have seen the dawn of a new era, and even become gods of the new era!" He pounded his chest with a hoarse voice. This action made his followers look unbearable. The tall figure among them stepped forward to support the leader and stop this self-harming behavior.

"Chief, please take care of your body!"

"My compatriots are willingly making this sacrifice for a better tomorrow."

The followers tried to dissuade him, but the person who had reported previously continued to tell the latest developments.

"Thankfully, our compatriots' lives were not in vain. The Fateweaver core is even better preserved than expected. It only needs a few adjustments before it can be put into use."

"Great." After finally stopping his breath, the man known as the leader immediately exclaimed in praise:

"Dead ones, it's time to act! Let us once again awaken the legendary Titan! Let the dawn of civilization illuminate this world once again!"

"Yes!" The followers shouted loudly.

After everyone left, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky again, illuminating the pale face that had half been replaced by a metal object.

If Kalimue was present, she would definitely be surprised by the other person's appearance, because that was exactly what Chief Beta looked like when he was ten years younger.

"Two of them died." The leader who was left alone on the top of the refining tower suddenly let out a breath and shook his head in dissatisfaction.

“What a waste.”

Chapter 218: Halfway Attack

"We'll arrive at the Iron Lake City area in fifteen minutes." Diana's cold voice came from the loudspeaker, and in the background, Fulei could be faintly heard complaining that she was driving too fast.

At the same time, strong winds blew from the front, mixed with the smell of rust and a richer fragrance of grass and trees.

"Just looking at the appearance, you would never have thought that this place was once an industrial base." Alvin looked around with emotion.

It is clearly an industrial base, but the land ahead is green. A large amount of vegetation covers almost all the buildings. Even the metal pipes crisscrossing high above are covered with vines. Some of the pipes that discharge liquid are broken, and you can also see mosses and mushrooms of various colors. Even in the gaps between reinforced concrete buildings, there are touches of new green growing tenaciously.

At this moment, Alvin was sitting in the observation position on the top of the modified eight-legged stone chewer.

In just a few days, this engineering magic machine was completely modified from the engine to the frame to the outer armor, so that even the designer himself could not recognize it.

In terms of appearance alone, the solid, steady feel of an engineering machine has completely vanished. Instead, a streamlined, aerodynamic shell evokes the image of a next-generation air superiority fighter.

Considering the short construction period, it is inevitable that some young Titan who was born with the ability to forge iron must have done this.

In short, this eight-legged walking magic machine with a pale blue outer armor is currently galloping on a straight road hundreds of kilometers away from the Stone Net Wasteland at a speed of over 200 kilometers per hour.

This highway was originally built during the Imperial Era. Because it was built to military-grade standards, its carrying capacity and integrity far surpassed those of ordinary roads. Even in the wasteland era eighty years later, it could still be considered in excellent condition.

But no matter how good the road conditions are, once the speed exceeds 200, it really feels like flying, or an extraordinary feeling.

"If possible, please ask that lady to slow down a bit." The hatch below opened, revealing Chief Beta's pale and slightly embarrassed face.

He'd just been in the back cargo hold, checking his gear. Even though he was considered a Transcendent, the bumps and jolts of high-speed travel were still excruciating. Furthermore, while the modified engineering vehicle's exterior had undergone significant changes, little consideration had been given to passenger comfort. After all, the few people inside weren't strictly human.

"That's why I asked you to wait until the second team is assembled before setting off." Alvin smiled.

Perhaps because they were both chiefs, or perhaps because men all liked machines that believed bigger was better and more was more beautiful, he and Beta got along quite well.

Having deduced the possible location of the individuals secretly collecting the remains of the Great Beast God, Ivan, having recently completed his upgrade (without error), immediately chose to take the initiative. Out of a sense of duty, and a pre-war sense of historical responsibility, Beta strongly requested to accompany him. Considering the need for someone knowledgeable about the Imperial era, Ivan, after careful consideration, finally agreed to Beta's request.

However, the latter obviously did not expect how anxious the young people of the new era would be. It was rare for a vehicle to reach a cruising speed of over 200 kilometers per hour even in the imperial era.

Perhaps it was the fresh air that made the chief's complexion improve visibly. Looking at the lush greenery that quickly passed by on both sides, he couldn't help but sigh:

"When civilization recedes, nature's resilience is truly remarkable."

"Well, it may also be because the concentration of magic power in this place is higher." Feeling the ambient magic power around him which was obviously higher than that in other areas, Alvin had a different opinion.

"Yes, the Shattered Sun War did not completely destroy this industrial base, and the magic furnace in the core area also has an automatic maintenance module. After the industrial machines stop running, the magic power escaping from the pipeline system will spontaneously merge into the environment, which does help biological reproduction to a certain extent." Beta thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The ecological and environmental changes around the Tiehu City Industrial Zone have made the terrain increasingly complex, which will create obstacles for many people, but the two people in the conversation now obviously have their own strengths.

"Be careful." Beta suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a faint text message flashed in his pupils.

He then pulled out a bandaged weapon from behind him. Its angular exterior exuded a simple, industrial aesthetic. Perhaps due to its age, the outer white material had yellowed slightly, but the magical fluctuations emanating from it were unmistakable.

"A pre-war relic? It looks like some kind of firearm." Alvin looked at the weapon curiously, but didn't pay much attention to the warning.

"Better be vigilant. I just hacked into the surveillance system that's still functioning nearby and discovered that the enemy has more people than I expected."

"The group of people lying in ambush at the corner just ahead, right? I spotted them three kilometers away." Alvin shrugged calmly.

"Just in time to ask some questions."

"Three kilometers...away?" Beta, who was adjusting his weapon, was stunned.

Even with the help of the remaining surveillance system in the industrial zone, he had only just discovered the enemy's tracks. And this young man beside him, claiming to be from the Old World, actually claimed to have locked onto the enemy from three kilometers away.

Wait, why didn't he say so earlier?

"Oh, the other side launched an attack."

Before he had finished speaking, over thirty flying objects, trailing flames and smoke, rushed towards the moving Azure Magic Machine at breakneck speed. Their trajectories diverged from one another, like bees swarming out of a hive, nearly covering all the evasive space directly in front of the vehicle.

"Hold on tight, Diana's going to speed up." Ivan suddenly pushed Beta back into the magic machine, while he still stood on the top to watch the fun.

Just as he suspected, Diana, who was in sync with the magic machine in the cockpit ahead, smiled slightly, and Afrediya, sitting beside her in the passenger seat, immediately felt a sense of foreboding. And so, accompanied by the Demon King's panicked cry of "Aa ...

Then, the modified multi-legged walking vehicle used three-dimensional space movement that was difficult for ordinary wheeled vehicles to achieve, and it forged a path through the seemingly impenetrable attack frenzy!

The whole process required reaction and judgment in a very short time, but Diana, as the driver, did just that!

Inside the rear cargo hold, Beta felt like he'd fallen into a washing machine, his entire world spinning and shaking. Fortunately, he acted decisively, pulling the pull cord on his protective suit, causing it to inflate like a balloon, securing him inside the hold.

As for Ivan who was standing outside, he was thrown out by inertia in the first moment, but he happened to be facing the direction of the attack.

"Who is it?" A faint cry of surprise came from the wind, and Alvin snapped his fingers at the ground while hanging upside down.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the complex environment consisting of building ruins and lush vegetation was instantly covered by several black spheres of different diameters.

In the blink of an eye, only a number of depressions, each the diameter of the black ball, remained. A small patch in the center remained intact. Through the few remaining leaves, a few stunned figures could be vaguely seen standing there, their weapons still emitting puffs of smoke.

Hey!

With a crisp sound as his soles collided with the ground, Ivan landed on the ground again and squatted down in front of the lucky few people. His extremely tall stature allowed him to look down at the people in front of him even in this position.

In the backlight, the guys in front could only see Ivan's eyes, which were emitting a faint glow, while the rest of his face was completely shrouded in shadow. As a result, the few who had survived the casual attack dared not move at all.

Speaking of which, these guys look no different from ordinary wastelanders. They all have weird hairstyles, are dirty, and don't look very strong.

Only the left arm and left eye were replaced by some kind of uniform metal prostheses.

"Oh." Ivan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It seems I found the right one."

Chapter 219 Compulsory Instructions

Why do you say you found the right one?

Alvin stood up and took out the opponent's equipment again.

These uniformly designed prosthetics were magical weapons, not cold weapons. There weren't many forces in the entire Broken Sun Wasteland capable of mass-producing them, and it was possible there was only one.

Combining the information he heard from Chief Beta, Alvin immediately judged that this should be a member of the group that was secretly collecting the fragments of the Great Beast God.

"For the glory of the Ironborn! Passerby, grant me strength!" With a hoarse scream, the ambusher finally came to his senses and raised the equipment in his hand to attack.

That thing looked like a square metal box with four square launch ports symmetrically distributed on the left and right sides of the front. The whole thing was full of the magical industrial style of the Imperial Age. It was obviously the main body that launched the previous flying objects.

Alvin was stunned by this, and while he marveled at the other party's audacity, he snatched it away.

Unexpectedly, the weapon was directly connected to the opponent's metal prosthetic body. Seizing the weapon also tore off half of the prosthetic limb. Furthermore, the red artificial eye that replaced the opponent's left eye immediately emitted a burst of electricity, causing the man to twitch violently as if he were electrified.

"What's this about a one-time, cheap transformation? And you want a passerby to grant you power? When did I ever agree to such a thing?"

Hearing this, Ivan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He knew, of course, that the "passerby" of the Amori mythology actually referred to the ancient Titan. As the only wild Titan in existence, how could he remember ever bestowing power upon a stranger?

Meanwhile, the remaining cyborg soldiers, shouting "Passerby, grant me strength!", continued their fearless attack.

But their brave actions were meaningless. Invisible pressure that was invisible to the naked eye descended from the sky, and everyone fell into a state of stillness in an instant. The magical pressure that usually acted mainly on the spiritual level now turned into a physical force that firmly imprisoned every transformed soldier.

This is the case with the physical body, and it is even more so with the spiritual level, which is more sensitive to magic. The magical weapons that are directly connected to the brain and can be activated directly by thinking are completely unresponsive at this moment, and the minds of all the transformed soldiers are blank.

"Oh." Alvin sighed and sat on the ground. Suddenly, the shadow of a huge giant god, who was also sitting cross-legged, appeared in the air behind him.

Seeing this scene, the already frozen brain of the cyborg soldier came to a complete standstill as if the power had been unplugged.

"Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist." Ivan paused and said concisely:

"Go ahead, thirty seconds."

The moment they were released from their restraints, all the cyborg soldiers crawled to the ground, shouting, "Passersby are the greatest!"

A few minutes later, except for the unlucky guy whose left hand and left eye exploded and was lying unconscious on the ground, the other modified soldiers squatted in a row with their hands on their heads.

Intelligence gathered from the other side revealed that this organization, calling itself the "Glorious Authority of the Holy Empire of the Planetary Circulation Network Evolutionary Domain," or simply "Dhaka," has long worshipped the "Passerby," or Titan. Its leader, Alpha, claims to be blessed by the Passerby, and that the wastelanders he transforms become Ironborn. Only the Ironborn are worthy of entering a new era of hope, ultimately evolving into Ironborn, unfettered by the frailty of flesh and blood, enduring youth and strength.

In addition, this organization has an even more exaggerated goal, which is for all members to become gods!

To Ivan, this was no different than "I'm Qin Shi Huang, send me some money." No educated person would believe it. But the wastelanders struggling to survive in the Broken Sun Wasteland were truly miserable. Not only were they poorly educated, but they also endured immense pressure from the harsh living environment.

For such people, holding onto even a glimmer of hope is something more difficult to get rid of than any addictive drug.

Yes, it was terrifying. Ivan had never imagined that one day he would actually use the word "terrifying" to describe hope. For the wastelanders who accepted the philosophy of the "Daka" organization, even if they were torn to pieces, they would not let go of this tiny bit of "hope".

Because they still have families.