Chapter 895: Chapter 668: Shura with Blade vs. Paper Windmill!
A bottomless hole appeared on the surface of the Star Body.
Shura stared at it indifferently for a few seconds, and no more movement came from above.
From Mu Fan’s combat experience, the unsheathed slashing of Shura is even more powerful than the Eight Gates Realm of Hell.
Now, it is likely that the True Demon God Machine – Night Demon Bird has been completely defeated.
“Not worth a strike.”
A mocking laugh of Qi came from Shura’s cockpit.
Then Shura turned around, holding the sword sheath horizontally in front of him with his left hand, his crimson eyes continued to look at the vast fleet and the remaining four terrifying mechas!
However…
At this moment, from a third-person perspective, Mu Fan suddenly saw black fog beginning to silently spread from the deep crater blasted on the Star Body.
Yet Shura no longer cast a glance there, completely missing this scene.
Mu Fan wanted to open his mouth to warn, but he had no physical form in this world. Besides a segment of mental consciousness allowing him to be an observer, he had no other abilities.
So he could only watch as the black mist slowly seeped from the edge of the hole.
Agasura Qi did not have the habit of chasing defeated foes, so after completing an attack, he no longer paid attention.
Shura’s right hand rested two fingers against the black-light sword sheath, then gently swiped outward.
A profound, leaping blood-red flame ignited from it, and stepping forward with a twist of the waist he backhandedly slashed diagonally.
Instantly, a blood-red crescent energy body materialized, trailing a long afterimage, rushing towards the opposite side ferociously.
[Thirty-two Blade Techniques—Slanting Moon]!
This name clearly surfaced in Mu Fan’s mind.
He knew this was Shura’s way of reminding him of the name of this move.
This was his father Agasura Qi’s battle scene, and Mu Fan did not want to miss a second.
This immensely wide-ranging blood-red blade energy was already tens of thousands of times the slashing Mu Fan had once used on the incomplete Shura.
The speed was so fast that right after cutting, the red blade light had already invaded the range of four mechas.
At this moment, the giant cross windmill behind the all-gray-white mecha abruptly started spinning, white energy waves instantaneously released from it, enveloping the four mechas.
Like the moment a camera shutter clicked, the flash went on and off.
The four mechas…
Disappeared instantly!
The red blade light swept across the space directly.
In the distance, those massive warships, including one decorated with an Iris pattern.
Without any response, they were sliced through by this ultra-wide blade light.
A red line neatly surfaced on those warships.
The next moment, a sea of flames, accompanied by explosions, soared through the Star Sea.
And Shura, the blade was never drawn.
In the next instant, Shura abruptly raised his head, looking at several thousand kilometers away on the other side.
A faint white light flickered, and four mechas appeared there simultaneously.
At this moment, the names of these four mechas naturally floated in Mu Fan’s consciousness.
True Demon God Machine—Paper Windmill!
True Demon God Machine—Radiant!
True Demon God Machine—Dancing Water Fish!
True Demon God Machine—Bathing Phoenix!
And Shura’s faint whisper also surfaced beside his ear: “The later Twelve Demon Gods are just imitations… These are the true… SSS-class Emperor Bodies.”
A plain sentence, in Mu Fan’s mind, was as if a giant lightning bolt instantly tore the sky open, letting him see beyond the night, to a vaster Galaxy.
The true Demon God Machines were actually… SSS-class!?
Wasn’t it said there were no SSS-class mechas in this universe?
Wasn’t the Emperor Body mecha just a legend?
No wonder the Paper Windmill’s movement just now had no pattern or residual images, it just disappeared and then appeared abruptly.
Then… the Night Demon Bird earlier absolutely couldn’t have been defeated so simply!
Just as Mu Fan was pondering this.
The four mechas that had been teleported away by the Paper Windmill scattered simultaneously.
Having closed off the communication channel, Mu Fan could only hear Qi’s light breathing.
Shura recorded all of this completely, it was the day they fought together in this world with Qi.
The four mechas dispersed instantly.
Leaving only Paper Windmill in front, the remaining three mechas began to speedily move backward.
The massive cross windmill behind was already spinning into a huge white phantom.
Mu Fan saw that Paper Windmill crossed its arms to its waist, directly drawing two single-handed swords with a silvery gleam.
The slender sword bodies looked as though they might break in the wind.
Yet when Paper Windmill crossed those two single-handed swords in front of its chest with a light sweep, a twisting electric light suddenly appeared in space.
The next moment, the massive windmill behind spun rapidly, flashing five white phantoms that instantly crystallized into entities.
Six identical Paper Windmills appeared in the universe!
“Phantom Generator?” Mu Fan gazed at those six mechas in amazement, he definitely didn’t think they were phantoms.
Because the directions these six mechas pointed their sword tips were completely different!
The next moment, these six mechas formed a circular formation and began to rotate, turning directly into a huge white storm.
Suddenly disappearing on the spot!
Then Mu Fan saw Shura raise the long blade in his hand that emitted black mist, suddenly setting it against his forehead.
A dazzling spark lit up.
The figure of the Paper Windmill appeared, its twin swords simultaneously were caught by the long blade.
The next moment, it vanished once more suddenly.
Instantly, countless figures abruptly emerged around, the slender twin swords like fangs.
Streaks of slender white lightning sliced through the dark universe.
“Men should fight with real swords and guns, hahahaha!”
Qi’s hearty laughter resounded again.
The long blade in Shura’s hand, never drawn, turned into a blur.
Countless sparks of electricity burst forth.
The Shura standing in the void was demonstrating an epic swordsmanship defense.
At this moment, Mu Fan seemed to notice the other three mechas had already retreated to the distant edge.
The terrifying giant cannon behind Radiant was slowly rising, then steadily held by both hands, as crystals around it began to light up in sequence, like stars on a golden wall.
The trident held high in the right hand of Dancing Water Fish, and the six Sea Star Floating Cannons behind suddenly converged onto the tip of the trident forming a ring array, emitting circles of azure Light Waves outward.
While at this moment, the magma surrounding Bathing Phoenix surged entirely to both shoulders. The densely arrayed covering armor swiftly retracted, and as two fiery-red muzzles were exposed on the shoulders, the whole mecha ignited like a volcano in the vacuum of space.
All these actions seemed deliberately intended to avoid Shura’s sight.
A small batch of warships silently appeared before them, isolating the strange phenomenon behind.
And over there, the confrontation between Shura and Paper Windmill seemed to have concluded, with the last brilliant white light flashing by.
In front of Shura, there was nothing left.
Thousands of kilometers away, the six Paper Windmills appeared simultaneously, and then instantly merged into one.
Without any excess movement, the reunited gray-white mecha, with hands spread to the sides, as the body suddenly surged at Shura, drawing a splendid light track in the cosmos.
In the blank area between the two mechas, suddenly arose a dense array of windmills.
Though there was no air, these windmills spun and drifted surreally.
As the white stream of light, formed by the Paper Windmill mecha, crashed into this windmill zone, all the windmills were enveloped in a layer of white glow.
Then, carrying boundless killing intent, they formed a terrifying torrent, instantly ripping through space towards Shura.