Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 321 Waste Snacks
The Beast Legion advanced relentlessly through the horde of demons in the demon dimension, sweeping away fallen leaves like a whirlwind, the battlefield thick with the fervor of battle. As more and more demons were defeated, the rate of energy absorption surged, and the combat power of the Beast Warriors gradually increased.

The consciousness center connection device allows Tiger Demon's every command to be implemented instantly, cutting through the battlefield with the precision of a scalpel, turning the chaotic demon army into fish on a chopping board, and turning the battlefield, like a meat grinder, into a graveyard of demons' wails!

"You've gone too far!"

Alba finally couldn't hold back any longer.

There was no other way; if they didn't come out soon, the entire demon army would truly collapse completely.

These demons, hellhounds, and goat demons are not cold-blooded machines; fear can also arise in the hearts of demons.

As Alba descended onto the battlefield, surrounded by four demon lords, the entire sky of the demon plane instantly erupted in commotion. The demon king's ram horns were bound with black iron chains forged from the core of hell, and when his six pairs of bat-like wings were fully unfurled, they obscured half the crimson sky.

"They're just some tin cans—"

"Pfft!"

A gilded halberd pierced Alba's chest, flowing water patterns undulating along its blade. Before Alba could utter any last words, the water patterns transformed into countless incomparably sharp blades of law, bursting forth from the demon king's body. Alba's crystal-clear bones shattered inch by inch, and the demonic essence within his flesh was churned into crimson smoke by the raging true power of water. Even as his astonished vertical pupils froze completely, his six pairs of fleshy wings maintained their majestic, outstretched posture.

"What are you mumbling about?"

"Useless snack."

Hai Wuliang casually swung his halberd, and Alba's mangled body fell into the lava like a broken sack.

The strongest fighter of the Wave Tribe, and even the Motorbike Tribe, didn't even bother to look at the results of the battle. The lava that splashed up when he turned around was evaporated by an invisible barrier three meters away from the machine.

As lava still dripped from the tip of Hai Wuliang's halberd, the battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The four demon lords' fleshy wings froze in mid-air; their ruby-inlaid scepters were still casting spells when death struck from behind—

"Aurora. Kamikaze Claw!"

The Golden Claw God moved like a whirlwind, its mecha's shimmering patterns transforming into tangible claws. As the first claw mark tore through space, blood lines simultaneously appeared on the necks of the four Demon Lords. Their heads were swept into the sky by the golden whirlwind, their headless bodies propelled forward by the momentum.

The Demon Legion's last command system collapsed.

"Target cleared."

The Golden Claw God stood with its claws retracted, its mechanical voice completely still.

The energy particles brought by the four demon lords further boosted the aura of this armored beast tribe general, who was already close to the level 18 combat level. He had one foot on the threshold of level 18, and only needed to comprehend the laws and true meanings to achieve it naturally.

Chen Zhou nodded in satisfaction as he watched the battle unfold as expected.

The various dimensions of this spacetime are still too weak. If we were to conquer other alternate dimensions in the future, the casualties would continue to increase.

But he believed that the Beastmen tribe would continue to grow and expand under his leadership!
"Fire Pivot, turn the Demon Dimension into nourishment."

Chen Zhou stretched out his hand, and the War King Token within his body flew out. Within the small token was the authority of a great world, as well as the incomplete and damaged continent of mechanical beasts.

A fanatical glint flashed in Huo Tianchu's eyes. He knelt on one knee, offering his hands reverently as he received the War King's Token. A tense yet exciting atmosphere filled the air, and the mechanical beast warriors scattered across the battlefield all sensed the profound meaning behind this decision.

"Draw energy and rebuild the continent!" Chen Zhou's voice resounded deep within the souls of every mechanical beast warrior, like a horn that instantly ignited the fighting spirit in the hearts of countless warriors.

Huo Tian Shu's mechanical hand gently lifted the War King's Token. As the command was issued, the energy fluctuations of the entire battlefield began to react violently, as if the earth and sky were responding to this call.

On the Demon Plane, a violent radiance pierced through the land engulfed in sulfurous flames, much like the mechanical warriors who, after slaying a demon, drew energy particles from its remains. The radiance bursting forth from the War King's Command tore apart everything on the Demon Plane—the earth, mountains, and lava rivers.

The War King's Decree hovered in the air, its indigo light patterns swirling and twisting the spatial structure of the Demon Plane. The mechanical arm of Fire Sky Pivot unfolded into a hexagonal alchemical matrix, each side extending into a band of light that pierced through the heavens and earth. As these bands of light pierced the plane's barrier, the entire crimson sky began to peel away—like tearing off rotting skin to reveal the writhing plane's origin beneath.

The lava at the site of Alba's fall suddenly solidified. The colossal city forged from bones and black iron wailed, and the demonic faces on its walls burst open one after another.

The gravitational field of the War King's Token has locked onto the core of this plane, and countless dark red energy torrents surged into the sky from the torn cracks in the earth.

"Dimensional assimilation rate 39%"

The mechanical sound of Huotian Shu was accompanied by electromagnetic interference noise.

The crimson orb representing the demon plane is being steadily devoured by the indigo of the War King's command.

"Mech warriors, exit the plane in an orderly manner."

Tiger Demon King issued the order, and the armored forces began to retreat back into the passage like a receding tide. The warriors of the Wave Tribe glided graceful arcs of electricity across the lava, their halberds still dripping with the demon lord's purplish-black blood.

When the Thunder Tribe's advance team made their final withdrawal, they didn't forget to use electromagnetic cannons to blast open several spatial rifts that were trying to close.

When the last Beast Warrior left the Demon Dimension, the entire Crimson World suddenly twisted like a crumpled piece of paper.

Spiderweb-like patterns spread from the cracks in the sky, and the demonic characters flowing in the lava began to burn in reverse.

The War King's Decree has transformed into a black hole that devours everything, with even light forming eerie spirals around it.

"Warning: Dimensional assimilation rate 89%, spatial collapse is occurring in the core area."

Huo Tianchu looked at him coldly, "You're at your last gasp, yet you dare to resist?"

The final resistance from the demon plane's consciousness, after all the machine beast warriors had withdrawn, was fueled by a burst of dazzling purple light emanating from the War King's Token, shimmering with the brilliant light of the power of rules. The spatial collapse suddenly reversed and expanded, forcibly extracting the core of the demon plane, transforming it into a pulsating crimson crystal core that floated in Chen Zhou's palm.

"Dimensional assimilation complete."

Huo Tianchu's mechanical eye locked onto the crystal core, and excited blue light emanated from the gaps in his armor. He knelt on one knee as if on a pilgrimage, his extended mechanical arm transforming into a precision instrument that rotated around the crystal core. "Purity reaches S-grade, enough to repair the broken strata of the southwestern plate of the continent."

The metal supports on the wasteland began to vibrate rapidly. The demonic crystal burst forth with an unprecedented red light, and seven pillars of blood shot into the sky, outlining a complete projection of the Mech Beast Continent in the clouds. In the southwest corner of that projection, a cracked virtual terrain was greedily absorbing the energy of the crimson crystal core.

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