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This is no longer magic, no longer technology, this is... creation.
"What incredible power!" Draig's soul roared. "This is not a power that any God-Slaying Gear could possess! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have absolutely believed that my partner before me was the legendary God of the Bible, the creator of all things!"
The whole process was ridiculously fast.
From the first piece of metal being constructed to the last piece of crimson armor being fitted together.
A colossal mechanical dragon, imbued with a chilling, destructive aesthetic, lay sprawled in the room.
From nothing to something, the entire process took no more than ten minutes.
"Partner, that's incredible speed." Draig's voice was filled with uncontrollable shock.
"Practice makes perfect." Zhou Ye's answer was understated, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"The more you make, the more you get used to how to complete it efficiently."
He patted the cold, mechanical dragon's body, producing a dull metallic clanging sound.
"Come, let me put your gauntlets in there and see."
As he spoke, Zhou Ye gently flicked the [Crimson Dragon Emperor's Gauntlets] on his left arm, and the gauntlets detached from his arm, transforming into a streak of red light that flew precisely towards the groove on the chest of the [Tyrant] dragon's body.
Click.
A crisp biting sound.
The arm armor fits perfectly, without any gaps.
next second.
The dull, emerald-green eyes on the red dragon's body suddenly lit up.
Two eerie green beams pierced through the dimness of the room.
Draig looked at his mechanical dragon body.
He moved his newly acquired wrists, claws, and wings.
This long-lost sense of familiarity almost made him unable to hold back his tears.
Tens of thousands of years.
Ever since he was killed by that damned God of the Bible, and his soul was extracted and stuffed into the God-Destroying Instrument, he has never had a body of his own again.
He could only live like a prisoner, residing in one fleeting life after another, seeing the world through their eyes, and fighting his nemesis through their bodies.
Now, this body is made of cold steel, not the warm flesh and blood of ten thousand years ago.
But it's better than nothing!
He tentatively swung his claws, the metal scraping against the floor with a screeching sound and sparks.
Then, he suddenly spread out the huge dragon wings on his back.
boom!
A strong gust of air burst open in the small room, blowing the surrounding clutter all over the place.
"BOOST!"
He let out a low growl and activated his core ability.
The energy circuits inside the mechanical dragon body lit up instantly, emitting a deep hum, and a tremendous sense of power surged along each circuit, filling every corner of the body.
Cool!
So cool!
This feeling of power surging within my body!
Unable to contain his excitement, Draig suddenly opened his mini dragon head, a scalding heat gathering deep in his throat.
The crimson flames of destruction burst forth, but he controlled them precisely, without damaging the room in the slightest. They simply burned quietly in the air, illuminating the entire room in a crimson glow.
After doing all this, Draig withdrew his power with satisfaction and turned his gaze to the side, to the man who was calmly recording all his data on a tablet.
"Partner, how did you make it?"
Drag's voice was filled with incomprehensible shock.
"If it weren't for this mechanical body, I would suspect that you are a mechanical version of me secretly created by some god."
"Isn't it said that practice makes perfect?"
Zhou Ye didn't even look up, his fingertips swiping rapidly across the screen.
"Your abilities were analyzed before the process was completed."
He stopped what he was doing, finally raised his head, looked at the majestic mechanical Tyrannosaurus Rex, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.
"I have to say, that biblical god who isn't quite dead yet is really a genius of mechanics and figurines."
"Wait, he's not completely dead yet, the God of the Bible?"
Drag's voice was like a jammed gear, producing a harsh, scraping sound.
His mechanical dragon eyes, which had just lit up, magnified to their maximum size at this moment, with green data streams surging wildly within them...0
"What a joke!"
His voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying a metallic boom.
"He clearly died in that great battle! I saw it with my own eyes! He perished together with the four Demon Kings!"
Zhou Ye put down the tablet in his hand and looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot.
"I can even create a mechanical body for you."
He stretched out his finger and tapped Drag's menacing chin, making a crisp "clang" sound.
"Install your God Destroyer inside, and unleash its combat power after transferring your consciousness."
Zhou Ye withdrew his hand, spread his arms, and spoke in a calm tone as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.
"Not to mention the God of the Bible who personally created so many instruments of divine destruction, including you."
A mocking smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"Do you think it's difficult for him to leave himself a backdoor, to create a spare body?"
At this point, Draig stopped talking.
The green data stream in his mechanical dragon eyes flickered wildly before finally settling into calm.
In the past, if anyone dared to tell him that the God of the Bible was not completely dead, he would burn them to ashes with dragon's breath.
But now...
He looked down at his brand-new, powerful mechanical dragon body, which exuded a cold, metallic feel.
This undeniable fact delivered a resounding slap to his face.
With this living proof right in front of him, even the cunning God of the Bible wouldn't believe he hadn't prepared a contingency plan for his resurrection, according to 2.9.
A chill ran through him, traveling along the energy pathways in his mechanical spine, straight to the depths of his soul.
"Partner..."
Drag's voice became somewhat dry, losing its previous fervor and excitement.
"Are you planning to... seek out the God of the Bible?"
Zhou Ye looked up from the tablet and glanced casually out the window.
That attitude didn't seem like they were discussing a shocking secret that could overturn the entire Three Realms.
"The premise is that you can find it."
His voice was flat and emotionless.
"I'm not in a hurry right now."
He turned his gaze back to Draig, his tone suddenly changing.
"The current matter is Rias's engagement."
Zhou Ye's lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with amusement as he watched the spectacle unfold.
"Her family will be coming to our door soon."
Chapter 138 Invitation to the Feast at Hongmen
Ding dong.
A polite doorbell rang outside Zhou Ye's door.
Nami, Saeko Busujima, and the other girls in Zhou Ye's room all heard the doorbell ring.
"Shizuka, go open the door. A guest has arrived."
"Nami, go make some tea."
His voice came from Zhou Ye's room, and the two women who were called out did as he commanded.
At this moment, Zhou Ye came out of his room, followed closely by a miniature mechanical red dragon, half a meter long, with heavy steps.
The door opens.
Standing outside the door was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a silver-blue maid outfit with long silver hair.
Her expression was calm and serene, but just by standing there, she exuded a sense of oppression that seemed to freeze the entire space.
"Welcome! My humble abode is simple, and I apologize for any shortcomings in our hospitality."
The person who arrived was none other than Greta Lucifigus.
As the representative of the Gremory family, she naturally had to pay a visit to this human man whom Rias trusted so much, to see if he was worthy of her trust, and to find out what exactly the so-called powerful God-Slaying Gear [End] in his possession was.
Greta walked in, her gaze sweeping around the room before settling on the women present.
When her gaze fell on the two fallen angels, Kalavana and Mithril, she frowned almost imperceptibly, but said nothing.
Finally, her gaze returned to Zhou Ye, and she spoke directly:
"Mr. Zhou, in three days, Miss Rias will be participating in a ranking game with the young master of the Phoenix family to dissolve their engagement. Please make sure you attend. This is the invitation."