Chapter 107: Eighteen Days, The Competition Ends!

High above, countless mechanical units swirled densely around Jiang Chen, blanketing the entire sky.

Most of these machines were modest in size, some as tiny as insects.

Yet a few bore colossal bodies, resembling beasts of the starry void.

If not for the extra storage space aboard the warship, it would have been impossible to carry all these mechanical units.

Below, warriors emerged from numerous buildings and ruins scattered throughout the city.

Some gathered into teams, others stood alone.

Many had been locked in fierce combat just moments before.

But the instant Jiang Chen appeared, everyone instinctively ceased fighting their opponents, directing their focus toward him.

A young man wielding a long blade, surrounded by nine massive fiery dragons, swiftly ascended and halted at a distance of over five thousand meters from Jiang Chen. In a loud voice, he declared, “I am Augutak of the Dreamshade Empire. Today, I come to kill you!”

Though arrogant, he did not underestimate Jiang Chen, who had slaughtered over half the world zone. He refrained from recklessly charging forward.

“I am Hao Wei, the eighteenth prince of the Enigma Empire!” declared a noble-looking youth, leading a legion of over ten thousand warriors into the sky to confront Jiang Chen at a distance.

“I don’t have their great backing, just a nameless soldier seeking to carve my name into this universe,” boomed a burly man gripping a long halberd, his fierce visage radiating power. “I am Ruhart, known as the Madman!”

“Ursula of the Aisha Clan requests your audience!” announced a woman clad in white, surrounded by thousands of elongated shuttle-shaped psychic weapons, as she flew toward Jiang Chen’s flank.

The weapons were unmistakably the powerful fifth-level psychic arms known as the Dark Cloud Shuttles.

Primarily designed to assist flight, these psychic weapons were equally formidable in offense.

Among the psychic arms governed by the laws of metal and space, the Dark Cloud Shuttles ranked just below the Divine Weapon used by Luo Feng.

Her origin name caught Jiang Chen’s attention, prompting him to glance twice.

Jiang Chen’s avatar, Erso, was a disciple of the Illusion Spirit King and had a senior brother from the Aisha Clan of the Dry Witch Cosmic Nation.

However, that senior brother had long since ascended to immortal godhood, separated from Ursula by countless generations.

Warriors and teams one after another stepped from hiding, ascending into the sky.

Yet none made the first move.

Everyone waited for others to act as cannon fodder, probing Jiang Chen’s abilities.

“If you refuse to strike, then I shall be unrestrained,” Jiang Chen said coldly, scanning the battlefield.

His psychic energy radiated outward, transforming into streams of data that linked with tens of thousands of mechanical units.

A buzzing ripple swept across the entire battlefield.

At the battlefield’s outer edge, sixty-four metal spheres about the size of fists surrounded the area.

Each sphere featured a fan-shaped aperture emitting a very special wave into the zone.

These were Energy Disruptors.

Within the target area, these devices severely disrupted practitioners’ primal and psychic energies, making them far harder to mobilize.

Those lacking sufficient strength would find their primal and psychic energies completely suppressed, losing combat effectiveness.

As the disruptors activated, Jiang Chen engaged his mech’s built-in shielding, rendering himself immune to the interference.

Without such protection, his psychic energy would also be greatly weakened, diminishing his combat power.

Such indiscriminate area effects must be used only when one is certain of immunity.

The moment the Energy Disruptors powered on, all the warriors sensed the anomaly.

Yet none were entirely incapacitated.

Those who had survived thus far would not succumb to such a basic loss of energy control.

Still, only the stellar-level elite could maintain peak performance amid such intense energy interference—talents so rare as to be one in a hundred million.

Such geniuses were scarce even here in the Dry Witch Cosmic Nation’s battlefield.

Data from detection devices precisely reported that only a little over eight hundred of these top-tier talents remained.

Even they had to expend extra effort to counteract the invisible field's interference with their primal and psychic energies.

“What is this technique?”

“My primal energy is nearly impossible to activate!”

Warriors realized something was amiss, searching for the disturbance’s source.

Jiang Chen, however, gave them no chance.

The moment the Energy Disruptors came online, his mechanical army launched a simultaneous assault.

Plasma cannons, lasers, solid projectiles, flames, frost, explosions—

A deluge of attacks descended from the heavens, instantly overwhelming over two million warriors below.

“Defend!”

“Concentrate primal energy to resist!”

Shouts erupted from the warrior teams as commanders ordered their troops to withstand the mechanical onslaught.

Those prideful lone wolves who scorned teamwork immediately accelerated upon sensing the anomaly, evading while activating domains and shields to block unavoidable strikes.

Yet, apart from a few geniuses or tightly coordinated teams, most efforts were futile.

Though limited in materials and relatively “rudimentary,” every attack Jiang Chen’s mechanical units unleashed was on a cosmic level.

Combined with the overwhelming density of coverage, the devastation to the two million warriors was catastrophic.

After just one barrage, over a million warriors lay dead.

Then a second, a third wave followed.

After several rounds, fewer than three thousand remained alive.

In under ten seconds, nearly three million warriors had perished, leaving only one percent.

Among survivors, nearly everyone was wounded.

Only a handful of the finest geniuses in the 99th World Zone remained unscathed, even charging forward against the mechanical legion.

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