Mystical Journey

"Are mutated measures like these secret methods or medicine?"

A similar thought had crossed Fila's mind recently. Suddenly, from the bottom of his field of vision, he saw two blue curved lines shooting downwards from mid-air that nearly hit the surface of his Mech Body.

"Screen!!" he growled softly.

The Willpower Defense Field System firmly formed in front of his body and became much more substantial. It blocked both of the blue curved lines that flew towards his face. The lines did not budge against his force field for a few moments but disappeared slowly after that.

Meanwhile, two of the three Bodies in front of him had apparently disappeared without a trace while two shadows appeared beside him on both sides. Both of them held daggers and pierced them into Fila's waist instantly. Cold blue air wafted out of the sharp blades faintly.

For unknown reasons, the speed of both of these Bodies became abnormally fast. They were now more than one and a half times faster than they were previously. When Fila reacted, the edges of their blades had already pierced through his Willpower Field.

"Roll!!"

A sense of crisis had arrived and he roared frantically as his Willpower Field twisted itself quickly and stopped the two daggers that flew towards him on both sides.

He stretched both of his arms and held the head of one Body with each of them. He smashed them together brutally so that both of the Bodies in front of him collided against one other in the middle.

At this moment, he was overcome with intense feelings of danger suddenly. Fila did not even have enough time to think before he dashed upwards into the sky in an attempt to flee further away from these two Level Five Bodies. However, he was one step too late.

Boom boom!!!

Two loud explosions could be heard suddenly as the fragments of his Willpower rolled away in a frenzy with the flames throughout their surroundings in a range of more than ten meters. As he was unable to escape in time, Fila was violently swept away as well.

The tremendous explosive force of the impact shook Fila's Willpower Field to the verge of collapse, almost destroying it completely. After all, this was the full strength of the self-explosion of two first-rate Level Five Mech Pilots.

Just when he had almost breathed a sigh of relief, a huge explosion occurred right above his head and suddenly came down.

Fila raised his head and happened to see a crimson red fireball falling from the sky. It was about to fall and collide with his head directly like a fiery red shooting star.

Boom!!

In the sky above the grassy plains, a frontal collision occurred between the red shooting star and the White Body. The Body of Fila's Mech was completely enveloped by flames, making it impossible for him to see anything clearly during that time.

When both of the Resonance Mechs from the convoy rushed over to assist him immediately, everything had ended already.

Both of them and a few remaining Bodyguard Mechs observed the exploding fireball but none dared to approach it too closely.

"This is the impact of the self-destruction of Level Five Mech Pilots. They knew much earlier that Master Fila would be in the convoy!" said one of the Remington Mech Pilots softly with a pained look on his face.

"Pay attention to your surroundings at all times to prevent any more of the enemy's sneak attacks!" yelled someone else.

The remaining bodyguards dispersed quickly and stood guard throughout their surroundings.

However, everyone's attention was still focused on the gigantic red fireball that was suspended in mid-air. If anything happened to Fila, they would be in great danger regardless if they resumed their journey by continuing to go forward or by returning. If their enemy were able to dispatch formations and ambushes like this, it would definitely occur again once it had happened the first time. Without Fila's support, the ending would be too ghastly to imagine.

The gigantic fireball that had a diameter of over ten meters finally dissipated.

A White Body that was stained with black burn marks appeared slowly. One of its arms was charred black while burning flames continued to dance on the Body. Some sticky-looking substances that were burning fell off its body and burned black holes of different sizes on the grassy plains below. They were clearly burning at frightening temperatures.

"Master Fila!"

"Are you alright? Master!"

Two Resonance Mech Pilots asked loudly.

"I'm fine…" Fila sat inside the cockpit with a slightly fearful look on his face. "When those three Level Five Mech Pilots destroyed themselves simultaneously, their powers were already enough to pierce through my Defense Fields, threatening the cockpit. Fortunately, I was able to block it by sacrificing one of my arms in the end."

"They are forces that actually dare to oppose our convoy?!" said a flustered voice from the convoy suddenly. "Uncle Fila, how am I going to explain to Father if anything happens to you?"

Fila's Mech Body raised its hand.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine once I return and fix it." He sat inside the Cockpit with a solemn look on his face.

"Who would be so brave to actually ambush us?!"

"To think that someone would dare to ambush the convoy of Divine Wind Generals! Most people could not even imagine themselves being so brave!"

"But what if it's someone within the Divine Wind Generals?" sneered Fila while interrupting the conversation between the others.

"Someone within Black Flood Party?" said a Resonance Mech Pilot before becoming silent and not daring to speak anymore. Within a giant like the Black Flood Party, each Divine Wind General was an Inherited Mech Pilot whose powers stretched over the two main territories and were unimaginably strong.

The other voices turned silent at once as well except for Remington who continued to curse.

However, his father did not have particularly many enemies. Nonetheless, one would naturally offend many people while on the path to reaching the level of a Divine Wind General. Most Divine Wind Generals would be unwilling to make their Level Five Mech Pilots kill themselves while ambushing a convoy. Therefore, he would not be able to guess the culprit either.

"Could it be that Nonosiva?" asked Remington angrily.

"It's unlikely," Fila shook his head slightly. "It would be impossible for him to gain such strength so quickly. I thought that it was caused by one of his people at first but I'm not so certain about that now. The ability to get three Level Five Mech Pilots to self-destruct immediately is not something that can be done by the average person. Even Divine Wind Generals would be pained by this."

"Then who is it? If I find out who it is, I'll be damned if I don't get Father to slaughter all of them!" said Remington while displaying his own resentment. However, he did not sound truly furious as this matter was not any of his business. The real target of the enemy's sneak attack was not him but Fila instead. Therefore, he was only anxious in the beginning but had steadied himself after that.

"Could it be him?" Fila narrowed his eyes and his gaze slightly.

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"Failed."

Garen was not shocked at all when he detected information from his Living Secret Technique that his Distorted Seed had disappeared.

He was currently taking turns with Celine while playing military chess calmly.

Both of them sat upright on the balcony outside Celine's villa. A gentle breeze blew while soft music played comfortingly.

Celine who was sitting on the opposite side of him moved a chess piece with one hand while supporting her chin with the other as she yawned.

The afternoon sun shined on both of their bodies and made them feel slightly warm.

Garen lifted a chess piece gently and placed it on an empty spot that Celine was not paying attention to.

"Kill steal!"

"Ah, I lost again…" Celine looked on helplessly when her General piece was killed at once. Her hand swiped across the board and scattered the other pieces messily. "I don't wanna play anymore. I keep losing despite playing for more than ten rounds. It's meaningless now."

"Then what do you want to play?" Garen smiled.

"I've learned the numbing ability that the bald guy used previously. Why don't I show you once?" giggled Celine mysteriously at once.

"Are you talking about that Energy Machinist baldy who called himself a magnetic field?" asked Garen.

"Yes, that numbing ability was pretty neat. Although he used a consumable substance, it produced some pretty good effects by being able to paralyze others for two seconds," Celine nodded. "However, it wasn't effective enough against me!" she said with a confident look on her face.

"If it wasn't for me previously, I'm afraid that he would've done all he could to molest you, right?" Garen shook his head while smiling.

"Bullshit!" Celine stood up. "I've made a huge pile of these toys so why don't you take one now and try it?!"

Without even thinking, Garen already knew that this girl had definitely used a lot of these to create a resistance drug for herself. She had only come to him now after obtaining complete immunity.

This girl's had always possessed an abnormally headstrong personality.

"I heard that Fila's convoy was ambushed." Garen changed the subject suddenly because he had too many matters to solve and simply did not have time to spend his day playing with Celine everywhere.

"Ambushed? How is he? Is he dead?" Celine became interested suddenly and sat down again.

"Fila is lightly wounded and Remington is fine. Meanwhile, more than half of the regular bodyguards are dead but the powerhouses are fine," answered Garen matter-of-factly.

"What a shame", Celine shook her head. Suddenly, she raised her head and glared at Garen again. "It wasn't caused by someone you sent, right?"

"How would that be possible?!" Garen waved his hands continuously. "The attackers were Level Five Mech Pilots but so am I. Do you think that I'm able to influence such high leveled Mech Pilots? You'd need to know your limits even if you were joking!"

"I know, I know" Celine felt that this was unrealistic as well. "Whatever, it doesn't matter whether he's dead or not. Right, what do you plan to do since you don't have enough Ring Light Silver? Your Appraisal"

"Without sufficient Ring Light Silver, I can only use some Level One items to substitute them this one time. Although its performance will suffer slightly because of this, I will just be careful to select those of best quality," Garen shook his head. "Although my Appraisal is slightly lower than the other first-rate prodigies, I won't face any problems achieving Level Five. As long as I reach Level Five and obtain my Exclusive Mech, I will be able to enter the Resonance Degrees. I will need to look at my developments while threading on the next path."

"That's true as well. As long as you achieve excellent Appraisal, your personal development will be the only obstacle that limits your advancement. Encounters, luck, and power are things that you cannot lack", Celine nodded. "How are the preparations of the materials for your biochemical pool?"

"Almost done. I can begin constructing the cultivation immediately. It's being done at an extremely fast speed and will be formed in two or three more days. Most of my time is being spent on looking for materials", Garen said with a smile.

Regarding the biochemical pool, he was extremely looking forward to it because he was a Level Two Energy Machinist now.

"What about your Energy Machine Imprint? What have you chosen?" Celine continued to ask.

"I've already decided that the first one will be the Investigating Hawk. Its functions are more practical and I will be able to develop and evolve it to Level Two in the future. It's not bad."

All Energy Machine Imprints would start at low levels initially. Moreover, once they were determined, they would occupy a location that could form Imprints. For Energy Machinist, it was extremely important they could only produce a control space after every two levels. Therefore, it was an important step to decide which Energy Machine Imprint would be placed into the control space because they would need to pay an extremely heavy price if they wanted to change it in the future.

"There's no need to rush, I'll decide later once the biochemical pool is done", said Garen casually while smiling. He was not anxious at all because he knew that he would be able to take a huge step and advance forward if he found an Energy Machine Imprint that could reproduce his powerful calculation abilities. Compared to most of the other Energy Machinists who did not have Energy Machine Imprints, they would only reach the standard of a Level One Energy Machinist after at least ten years of perseverance and calculation. Meanwhile, after relying on his powerful Intelligence Attribute, he was able to forcibly break through the large gap that seemed like a moat between him and the others within a short span of time. No one knew that he had surpassed these obstacles and obtained his Level Two Energy Machinist status merely within one or two years.

After chatting with Celine for awhile, Garen stood up and excused himself before sitting in the convoy that was surrounded by bodyguards and returning to his own villa.

Throughout the journey, he recalled the battle scenes that were transferred back to him through the Distorted Seed.

Other than the abilities of mutated creatures, he had not expected that the Distorted Seed possessed short-term sensory sharing abilities as well. This allowed him to temporarily witness the battle scenes.

"The three Level Four Mech Pilots that were hosts of the Distorted Seed parasites were actually upgraded to the peak of Level Five immediately. They even possessed radioactive cold air that could increase the energy consumption of their enemies that were attacking the Energy Fields of their Bodies. While battling other Level Five Mech Pilots, their combat abilities were sometimes slightly weaker but the radioactive cold air was able to make up for the difference. As long as they were not fighting exceptional, top-notch Mech Pilot prodigies, most of the other Level Fives would be like this. I really did not expect that the Distorted Seed would give me such great surprises…"

Garen's mind considered that the results of this ambush were truly unexpected. He did not think that the explosion of the Distorted Seeds would produce such great power. He had only planned to test out an experiment initially but had now discovered that the effects were extraordinarily great.

"Now that the Level Four Mech Pilots in my hands have been used up completely, where else will I be able to find high-level Mech Pilots?" Garen began to ponder slightly.

"High-level Mech Pilots have always been opponents that were drawn over by other forces. If those Mech Pilots had not committed crimes that caused their infamous reputations to be scattered about, which then made other unwilling to hire them, I wouldn't have been able to entice them either. High-level Mech Pilots… High-level Mech Pilots…", Garen furrowed his eyebrows and pondered.