Outside the Grand Manor, endless puppets surged forth, covering the sky and earth, trapping this land like dark clouds.
The mechanical sentinels hidden in the upper districts of Mo City had completely surrounded the Grand Manor. No matter how many heads and arms the enemy possessed, they would find it difficult to escape this land.
The Holy Sons observed the situation from mid-air, waiting for the enemy who had infiltrated the Grand Manor to appear. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with doubt.
“The Holy Leviathan has been inside for over an hour, why is there still no movement?” One Holy Son wondered, a puzzled expression on his face. As far as they were concerned, the Holy Leviathan was the Mechanical Saint Mother's personal guard, an existence even more powerful than the Holy Spirits. Once the Holy Leviathan was activated, it would be enough to become anyone's nightmare.
Back then, Yu Yun Capital attempted to unify the entire world of mechanoids, but was ultimately repelled by Mo City's Holy Leviathan. If the Holy Leviathan wasn't bound to the Mechanical Saint Mother's side, perhaps Mo City would have been able to unify the five capitals.
Therefore, the Holy Sons referred to the Holy Leviathan as the Saint Mother's wrath, Mo City's trump card against powerful enemies. Even a Martial God Realm Holy Son would find it difficult to survive the encirclement of four Holy Leviathans.
“Let's wait a little longer, after all, the Saint Mother's remains are still inside. We must not desecrate the Mechanical Saint Mother, lest some mechanoids gossip about it.” Another Holy Son smiled, a sinister expression on his swollen face. “Perhaps after this battle, we can rightfully move the Saint Mother's remains out. At that time, wouldn't we be able to… hehe… ”
The Holy Sons' faces lit up with joy upon hearing this. After all, if they could truly grasp the Saint Mother's remains in their hands, they might be able to advance further.
However, their thoughts did not last long. Before they could witness the victorious scene of the Holy Leviathan they had imagined, they saw a milky white light instantly illuminating all directions from the top of the Grand Manor. The Holy Sons felt a white flash before their eyes, and the sky and earth became blurred. Countless mechanical puppets gathered from the sky and the ground, all kneeling before the Grand Manor's plaza.
When the Holy Sons regained their vision and looked towards the plaza, they saw a scene that filled them with horror.
“What, what's going on?!” One Holy Son exclaimed in terror, while others shouted loudly. But they were all the same, feeling chilled by the scene before them.
These mechanical puppets, who had previously obeyed orders without question, now ignored them completely, even refusing to acknowledge their existence.
“We are the Mechanical Saint Mother's descendants!! How dare you treat us like this!! Are you truly tired of living?! You tin cans! Useless things!” The Holy Sons cursed angrily, but no matter how they shouted, the kneeling mechanical puppets remained indifferent.
Just as the Holy Sons were filled with anger, they saw Jiang Wen holding a cube, slowly walking out of the house. He looked up at the Holy Sons flying in the sky, a smile on his face.
“Take them down,” Jiang Wen commanded softly.
In an instant, countless mechanical puppets flew up, swarming towards the Holy Sons. The scene resembled a swarm of locusts, causing fear.
Although these Holy Sons were all Martial God Realm mech-warriors, they appeared weak and vulnerable in the face of millions upon millions of mechanical puppets. After wave upon wave of mechanical puppets exploded, the Holy Sons' strength was exhausted, and they were eventually suppressed by countless mechanical puppets.
They were pinned to the ground by the mechanical puppets, panting weakly. Their once-gleaming clothes were now disheveled and dirty, as if they had been trampled by something.
Staring at Jiang Wen, who was gradually approaching, the anger in their expressions could not be concealed.
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Meanwhile, Jiang Wen slowly approached with the cube-shaped magical artifact, squatted down, and looked at them with a smile: “Greetings, Holy Sons.”
“You unkempt, ragged rat! How dare you play tricks on us Holy Sons! Do you know that if the Saint Mother revives, divine punishment will surely befall you! You still have a chance now, release us and apologize to us!” The white-clad youth shouted the loudest, his expression arrogant, not taking Jiang Wen seriously at all.
After all, in the eyes of these Holy Sons, who respected status above all else, as descendants of the Mechanical Saint Mother, their rights were the greatest. Whether they were born or unborn mechanical puppets, they had to obey their orders unconditionally. Otherwise, the only thing left for these mechanical puppets would be destruction.
“Oh? What consequences will there be if I don't release you?” Jiang Wen asked curiously.
“If you don't release us, no matter where we go in the world, we will capture you and subject you to extreme torture. You will never have a chance to turn things around, and even the Mechanical Saint Mother will not pity you! Because you have offended the Mechanical Saint Mother's descendants!” The Holy Son shouted, trying to make Jiang Wen retreat in the face of difficulty.
Unfortunately, Jiang Wen was the type of person who persevered in the face of difficulty. A smile appeared on his face. He reached out and pinched the Holy Son's cheek, examining what the Holy Son's face was made of, and the result was somewhat beyond Jiang Wen's expectations. The bones beneath these Holy Sons' faces were indeed made of bronze, but the flesh on the surface had fused with the bronze bones. They resembled living people, with blood vessels and muscles. And the metal copper was their skeleton, making them quite strong.
This was also why the Holy Sons were so powerful, because they not only had bronze skin and iron bones, but also had Dantian meridians, allowing them to barely embark on the path of cultivation. As for how far they could go on that path, no one knew.
Jiang Wen didn't know to what extent this Holy Son could cultivate, but now he knew that there were still many things he needed to do.
He heard the Mechanical Saint Mother's words and a strange expression appeared on his face. Looking at the Holy Sons with a smile that was not quite a smile, Jiang Wen did not refute anything.
His expression made the Holy Sons even more excited, as if everyone saw a way to escape this predicament.
“That's right! Release us now! Otherwise, when the Mechanical Saint Mother awakens, she will surely doom you to eternal damnation.”
“Hmph, little mechanoid, release us Holy Sons.”
He looked towards the highest point of the Grand Manor and pointed at the Holy Sons. Then, a familiar woman gracefully descended, wearing a hat and looking at the Holy Sons present. A pair of wings spread open, scattering a milky white light.
“How is it going?” Deng Luo asked softly.
“They claim to be your children, see what should be done.” Jiang Wen looked at Deng Luo, still very interested in the subsequent developments. After all, who wouldn't want to know what kind of reaction the Holy Sons, who claimed to be the Saint Mother's descendants, would have when they encountered the truly revived Saint Mother.
Looking at the Holy Sons' expressions, they were already dumbfounded. After all, no one would have thought that the Mechanical Saint Mother, whom they had worshiped all their lives, was now actually standing alive in front of them.
Only then did these Mechanical Holy Sons understand why those mechanical puppets had rebelled. It wasn't because Jiang Wen was so capable, but because the Mechanical Saint Mother had revived.
