sonovelo Chapter 505: The Universe-Shattering Mechanical Dragon, the God of Ten Thousand Machines
Chapter 505: The Universe-Shattering Mechanical Dragon, the God of Ten Thousand Machines
And he also knew.
From the moment he opened that book, he had completely pushed himself to the opposite side of the Mechanical Cult, with no chance for reconciliation left.
Lynn's gaze was serious as he stared straight ahead at the sky-obscuring dust churned up by the rolling explosions of the fighter jets.
He did not let his guard down.
Because he knew.
The God of All Machines could not possibly be killed so easily by that book!
Because he was the Mechanical Sovereign, a Root-level existence. It was impossible for him not to have any trump cards. Or rather, just based on his sheer magnitude alone, he might be able to withstand that death curse!
Because in this Dark World, Roots cannot be killed!
*Bzzz—*
Almost at that very instant, a stream of pale silver data suddenly shot out from the billowing dust, piercing straight into the sky, tearing through the pervasive black mist.Lynn looked up sharply.
An incredibly terrifying Root-level aura instantly and awesomely spread out from that massive data stream.
A huge pressure heavily pressed down.
It was like Mount Tai was crushing down on your shoulders, making your breathing become labored.
Lynn's pupils contracted sharply.
"That is…"
And in the very next moment, a hoarse voice, filled with the grinding of gears and mechanical sounds, rang out from the deepest part of the black mist pierced by the data stream, utterly ferocious.
"You—killed my—projection—"
[Warning! Current crisis level has reached 100%!]
Along with the System's prompts, right under Lynn's trembling gaze, the space within the black mist shattered with a roar.
A mechanical claw, almost half the size of the entire Cursed City, tore through space, extending out from within it. A mechanical dragon's head, colossal beyond imagination, ferociously revealed itself amidst countless spatial fragments, appearing in the sky above the Cursed City.
At that moment, the entire city was awestruck.
The piercing, sharp sounds of machinery and the rumbling chorus of factories converged into a madly dancing wave of noise.
And Lynn's eyes immediately displayed its information panel.
[God of All Machines]
[Level]: ???
[Alignment]: Absolute Order
[Race]: ???
[Combat Ability]: It is utterly meaningless to you now.
[Ding! Root-level entity "God of All Machines" has been recorded in your Bestiary. You have obtained 19.5 free attribute points.]
Lynn trembled, his mind going blank with a roar.
The God of All Machines…
That is the God of All Machines's true form!!
His true form has descended!
At this moment, Lynn hesitated not at all. Gritting his teeth, he turned and activated the Scythe's fold-jump ability.
But almost instantly, he felt that ferocious gaze locking onto him.
"You—deserve death—"
*Bzzz—*
Almost at the exact moment Lynn folded-jumped, he turned his head. The pale silver beam that shot out from the ferocious eyes of that colossal mechanical dragon was already continuously magnifying within his own pupils.
It easily tore through space.
It easily enveloped his entire body.
And annihilated him.
[Ding! Your vitality has reached zero. Your Substitute Death Doll effect has been triggered. Your current remaining number of Substitute Death Dolls: 1]
A raging storm of wind howled into Lynn's eardrums. His pupils dilated as his resurrected body crashed heavily into a wall five hundred meters away.
Pain.
Excruciating pain wandered through every cell of his body.
As if in the very next moment, he would completely become one of those muddled, wandering Undead in this hell.
So close to death.
So close to destruction.
And in his ears, he heard the roar of the mechanical dragon, filled with killing intent and ferocity. He heard the chains being heavily pulled, emitting a rumbling, clanging sound.
His pupils grew unfocused.
It was like he was falling into a bottomless, pitch-black icy pool.
A chilling cold seemed to envelop every pore, every bit of his flesh and blood.
And the clanging of the chains made him think of the unbreakable curse on the bound Matriarch. He thought of his Titan Big Brother's roar as he leaped heavily into the sky. He thought of the shackles of the curse that coiled around to suppress him.
Just like all the Ancient Gods who fall into hell, they are all suppressed and tormented by immense curses.
None can be an exception.
None can be spared.
He also remembered the pity in the God of All Machines's eyes when he said those words before.
"This world is always impartial."
"The more powerful you are, the more you must suffer the pain of curses, the more you will be suppressed until you cannot move."
"No one can be an exception. Not even gods."
Even… gods cannot!
At that instant, Lynn's unfocused pupils contracted sharply.
Amidst the madly dancing storm, Lynn abruptly raised his head. Using the last bit of his strength, he bloodily took out all his books.
At that very moment, Lynn faced the mechanical dragon head that occupied the entire sky!
"You cannot descend! All gods are being cursed! All gods have their shackles!"
Amidst that ferocity.
Tentacles spread out. All the books, at the same moment, were aimed by him at the colossal dragon head.
"You!! Are no exception!!"
In an instant.
*The Book That Makes You Go Mad If You Read It!*
*The Book That Makes You Laugh Hysterically If You Read It!*
*The Book That Makes You Drowsy If You Read It!*
*The Book That Makes You Squirm If You Read It!*
*The Book That Makes You Horny If You Read It!*
*The Book That Makes You Lose Your Fighting Spirit If You Read It!*
Those were all his trump cards. Those were the treasures he paid a huge price to empty from the Writer's bookshelf. At this moment, he frantically opened all the books simultaneously.
Even though he knew he himself would inevitably be severely affected.
Even though he knew he himself would also be entangled by curses!
But he still resolutely released all the curses!
To curse that god!
*Bzzz—*
Almost instantly, beams of light shot out from those books one after another, transforming into countless death threads of curses, coiling towards the massive mechanical dragon head that blotted out the entire sky!
Cannot be resisted! Cannot be blocked!
As long as you have consciousness! As long as you are observing!
Even if you close your eyes, even if you are a Root, you absolutely cannot withstand the tearing pull of six books on your gaze!
"ROOOOOOAR————!!"
The mechanical dragon head that blotted out the entire sky threw its head back and let out a long roar.
The curses from the six books almost simultaneously took effect on him, madly beginning to interfere with his consciousness and twist his perception.
But he was still ferociously resisting.
The massive dragon claw frantically shattered space. From its giant maw, a deathly beam once again surged towards Lynn and half of the Cursed City.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
The maddening curses had already backlashed onto Lynn's body. The curse from the first book had already begun interfering with his Will.
He let out a morbid and frenzied laugh towards the sky, his entire expression twisted like a grinning, deranged clown.
[Ding! You have been affected by the "Madness Curse," duration: 12 hours!]
[Ding! You have been affected by the "Hysterical Laughter Curse," duration: 12 hours!]
"Curse! Curse!! HAHAHAHA! Let's have more!! I want even more!! HAHAHAHA!"
Amidst that twisted, morbid madness, he ferociously looked at his own hands. The black pupils of the death curse suddenly activated a new curse upon himself.
Accompanied by dark black blood, it seemed as if countless Evil Spirits were howling wildly within the Cursed Eye.
And right within that hoarse, wild howling, his body was instantly engulfed by the world-destroying flames. Everything within several hundred meters became scorched earth.
But he did not die!
He was still laughing maniacally under the effects of the curses.
And in the very next moment, when he appeared again within the flames, he was no longer in human form, but had transformed into a massive, ferocious head.