My brother is so cunning

Chapter 1148: Iron Torrent
The Buddha nodded, and the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform rose into the air once more. More glazed Buddha statues appeared in the Buddha's light, and the statues shot out golden beams of light, attacking the giant nanotech mech.

However, the energy shield on the surface of the giant mech instantly strengthened, and the beam only caused ripples when it hit.

"This giant's defense is too strong; even an attack from someone below the level of a saint cannot destroy it in one blow. We need to join forces to break through its defenses!" The Buddha's voice carried a hint of solemnity.

The three sages exchanged a glance and sighed in unison. Finally, they no longer cared about the dignity of "sages not directly attacking mortal machinery"—Yuanshi Tianzun activated the Hunyuan Great Divine Power of the sage realm, and nine crimson-gold fire dragons flew towards the giant mecha.

The Sage of Guidance released the white light of the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform, which wrapped around the mecha's limbs, attempting to restrict its movements. The Sage of Zhunti waved the Seven Treasures Tree, and seven beams of colored light accurately struck the weak points of the mecha's energy shield.

An ordinary mass-produced individual combat unit, equivalent to a main battle tank in modern warfare, struggled for ten seconds before being attacked by three primordial saints. It was only after this that it was unwillingly broken through by three unstoppable forces of primordial chaos, annihilating the strong interaction force armor composed of nano-units and erasing it from the material level.

It took the three saints a full 10 seconds to destroy the giant.

Just as the mecha's torso was about to shatter, the sea of ​​clouds below suddenly erupted in a strange "boiling"—not water vapor churning, but countless nanoparticles moving restlessly like living things, their dense buzzing sounds converging into a teeth-grinding low-frequency resonance, as if the entire sky was trembling.

An invisible quantum information field converged in this space. Although the three sages were aware of it, they were unable to interfere with or detect the sudden arrival of the unknown will.

The information interaction technology that manipulates nano-units has long since been upgraded to quantum communication; otherwise, mere electromagnetic signals would inevitably be severely interfered with by some kind of supernatural power of gods and Buddhas.

The instant the information field merged with the particles of the cloud sea, three giant mechs, each a hundred feet tall, suddenly rose from the ground. Their metal joints gleamed with a cold, rusty light as they turned, and their scarlet energy lamps held no life, only the cold, lifeless desolation of industrial creation. Like a group of monsters crawling out of the mechanical abyss, they surrounded the three saints.

"This...it's like a never-ending stream of demons crawling out of hell!"

The voice of the Sage Zhunti was more solemn than ever before. The colorful beams of light from the Seven Treasures Tree had just shattered the energy shield of the first mecha when the giant axe of the new mecha came crashing down in front of him with a sharp, whistling sound. The axe blade was still covered with nano-sticks that had not completely solidified, and it gleamed with a nauseating metallic luster.

The fire dragon of the Primordial Celestial Venerable crashed into the mecha's torso. Instead of burning the mecha, the golden fireflies were instantly swallowed by the nanoparticles. The particles followed the fire dragon's trajectory and surged back, actually condensing a thin metal shell on the edge of the Nine Dragon Throne, as if trying to "assimilate" the saint along with the throne into a part of the machine.

Only now did the immortals truly see the terror of the sea of ​​clouds beneath their feet—it was not a natural sea of ​​clouds at all, but a "mechanical fog" composed of countless nano-units. When the particles floated in the air, they spontaneously formed strange spiral patterns, like the gear tracks of some kind of industrial creation.

Occasionally, when the spiritual power of immortals or Buddhas accidentally touches the clouds, particles will swarm up, breaking the spiritual power into energy fragments, which will then be transformed into their own "nourishment".

Looking down at the boundless nano-cloud sea, Master Yuding felt a chill run from his feet to the top of his head: "These things... are alive! They are breathing, devouring, and... reproducing!" Before he finished speaking, the nano-cloud sea suddenly surged up a "wave" tens of feet high, not a water wave, but a torrent of metal condensed from nano-units.

The moment the waves receded, five giant mechs simultaneously materialized. The air currents generated by the swinging giant axes contained tiny nanoblades, which even caused subtle cracks in the space itself.

What's even more breathtaking is that these mechs didn't "pause" at all—the moment the knee of the previous one was shattered by the saint, countless particles swarmed in from the sea of ​​clouds like ants, and within three breaths, the metal joints were re-condensed; the next one had its chest pierced by the Heaven-Turning Seal, and nano-units poured in through the hole, filling in the metal patch with spikes in the blink of an eye, even more aggressive than the original torso.

The number of giants increased exponentially. The hundredth giant mech, a hundred feet tall, suddenly rose from the ground. Its metal joints gleamed with a cold, rusty light as they turned. There was no life in its scarlet energy lamps, only the cold, lifeless desolation of industrial creation.

Then came the 101st, the 102nd... In just a few breaths, hundreds of giant mechs emerged from the sea of ​​clouds like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, forming a "mechanical undead array" stretching for miles. Their giant axes pointed diagonally to the sky, and their metal feet shattered the clouds, creating a dull echo in the void, like an undead legion awakened from mechanical hell, crushing towards the three saints.

Whenever a mech is destroyed, dozens of times more nanoparticles will immediately surge out of the sea of ​​clouds, re-condensing into two or three new mechs on the spot. Each new mech has a thicker body and a sharper giant axe than the previous one, as if it is constantly evolving in the process of "death".

As Master Yu Ding gazed at the ever-emerging horde of mechs below, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His voice trembled as he exclaimed, "They're not 'creating,' they're 'resurrecting'! For every one that shatters, more crawl out. They're practically an endless stream of mechanical undead!"

Before the words were finished, the mechanical cloud sea suddenly churned violently, and countless nanounits converged into dozens of "metal tornadoes." The moment the tornadoes fell, the second and third hundred giant mechs took shape simultaneously.

They were no longer charging in scattered formations, but instead formed three "steel Great Walls" stretching across the sky. Each Great Wall consisted of hundreds of mechs arranged closely together. The airflow generated by the swinging of the giant axe contained countless tiny nanoblades, which cut even the Buddha's light into fragments wherever they swept.

What's even more suffocating is that these "mechanical undead" didn't stop at all—when the head of the mech in the front row was smashed by the saint, nanoparticles swarmed in from the sea of ​​clouds like ants, and in just three breaths they re-condensed into a metal head with a scarlet single eye.

The mech in the middle was smashed through the chest by the Heaven-Turning Seal. Nanounits poured in through the hole and instantly filled the gap, forming a metal heart with spikes. Countless tiny mechanical tentacles could be seen wriggling inside the chest cavity, forcibly pulling the surrounding spiritual energy into the body.

The mechs in the back row, suppressed by the Buddha's light, spontaneously disassembled their bodies, and the nanounits reassembled into a mechanical form with wings. They swooped down from the sky, their giant axes cleaving towards the rear of the Immortal-Buddha alliance.

In the short span of half an incense stick's time, the number of giant mechs on the battlefield had exceeded five hundred. They were piled up into several layers of "metal mountains," with the bottom layer of mechs supporting the ground with giant axes, the middle layer of mechs stepping on the shoulders of the bottom layer of mechs, and the top layer of mechs extending their giant axes to frantically hack at the defensive barrier of the Immortal-Buddha Alliance.

(End of this chapter)