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Xing nodded obediently: "Uncle Yang..."

"I'm here."

With a whoosh, Xing had only uttered two words when Walter appeared in front of her as if he had teleported.

"Forehead……"

The serious aura emanating from Walter made Starpie feel uneasy, as if witnessing an exceptionally devout believer; a bead of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The most confused person was Huanlong behind everyone else. What was all this about?!

Is there anything special about the green piccolo and the black brick?

Besides, what time is it? Why don't you feel any tension at all?

"Here you go, this is what Qiongzai promised you before. You can use it to summon the Demon God."

Xing handed the old-fashioned black telephone to Walter.

"Thank you."

Old Yang's sudden formality in thanking Xing was very uncomfortable, especially since he was so solemn, like a monk receiving an expensive robe from the abbot of a temple.

"No, you're welcome..."

Xing scratched his head.

How do I use this?

Looking at the old-fashioned black telephone in his hand, Walter felt as excited as a teenager who had just received a 5090 graphics card from a friend.

"Concentrate and feel carefully, and you will know how to use it."

Qiong grabbed Xing's arm, lifted her up and spun her around, throwing the gray-haired girl, who was spouting sweet words while switching her weapon to a flame spear, at the charging, sword-wielding, piercing-blade Yazi.

The Fire Main's defensive capabilities are well-known; if the entire team is wiped out, she might only suffer minor damage.

Throw it over to buy Old Yang time to summon the demon god.

Upon hearing Qiong's words, Old Yang immediately took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and focused his attention on the old-fashioned black telephone in his hand.

On the other side, March 7th was also in a bit of a predicament, as she couldn't play the flute.

He glanced at Qiong, and after Qiong nodded, he closed his eyes and began to seriously contemplate.

This time, the Demon God Mech's compatibility with March 7th is not as high as that of the Stormbringer, and it may take longer to learn the summoning method.

Old Yang closed his eyes for more than ten seconds and then opened them. His expression was a little strange. He didn't expect it to be this kind of summoning method. It's too down-to-earth!

Soon, he became excited again, like an old boy.

He opened his flip phone and dialed the number: 1000.10.0.

At this moment, Huanlong, who was observing from the rear, finally remembered.

She remembered seeing something like this in a civilization that hadn't yet entered the interstellar age.

If a mobile phone can only make and receive calls and text messages but cannot connect to the internet, who should you call?

Can this old-fashioned communication equipment be used in Luofu?

Or is it that the brick-like shape is just a retro design, but actually represents interstellar technology?

Even if we get through, what's the point?

A hazy, doubtful vision.

After a brief dial tone, the call was connected.

"Hello, is this the War God? I need your help now."

Walter's tone was solemn and serious.

Huanlong raised an eyebrow slightly.

Ares?

It doesn't sound like a human name. Could it be a warship from a faction that's cooperating with the Star Train?

That's not right.

In Luofu territory, other forces wouldn't just barge in without even a greeting. Besides, even if they could get in, by the time she received the call and arrived, she might have already acquired a new physical body.

"I am in the Imperial Workshop of Luofu, a celestial vessel."

However, to Huanlong's astonishment, the very next second after Walter announced his location...

The ground trembled like a drumbeat, and a ring of air suddenly exploded from the earth not far away. Tortoise-shell-shaped cracks rose up on the ground, and red and black light emerged from the cracks.

The warrior helmet of Senjinmaru rose from the earth, and then his entire body emerged.

Standing thirty-five meters tall, with a dark red painted breastplate, its visors flashing two bright arcs when lit.

The demon warrior wielded two swords, the blade on his left hand glowing with a blue light, and the sword on his right hand crackling with red lightning. He carried a long falcon-shaped trident on his back.

"So cool!"

Old Yang rarely showed such barely suppressed excitement.

"How is this going?"

Huanlong looked bewildered. She could understand if support arrived via spatial teleportation, but what was this nonsense about them crawling out from under the Gongzao Division?

"The War God is a swordsman-type demon god. Its former pilot was Kenbu Takeichiro, but I prefer to call him the Great Hero Who Can Stop for a Moment."

Qiong crossed her arms and looked up at the demon warrior.

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Chapter 297, Old Yang, Bird God.

Upon closer examination, Welt inherited the core and title of the first acting Herrscher, Welt Joyce, in 1955, officially becoming the second acting Herrscher, and then traveled to this world in the post-Honkai era.

His biological age is approximately 70 years old.

Compared to the fusion warrior, his age is nothing; any random child-looking person picked out from the side of the road in the Immortal Boat could be older than him.

However, in the human short-lived species concept, 70 years old is definitely considered old age, and Walter's actions of climbing into the cockpit are not like those of a septuagenarian at all, but more like those of a middle school student skipping class by climbing over the wall.

"Is this what a fantasy-themed mecha looks like?"

Walter's knuckles gently stroked the control panel.

Despite being called a control panel, it is actually quite simple. It lacks the dazzling array of buttons and switches found in the cockpits of traditional Gundam-style mechas, and consists of only two bamboo-shaped control levers.

The moment the driver's seat automatically conformed to his waistline, Walter let out a short whimper, the kind of sound he used to make when he was a child and snatched a mecha model from a secondhand store.

【I am here now】

Walter gripped the bamboo-shaped control lever, and a steady, bold, and slightly江湖-style voice echoed in his mind, like that of a reclusive warrior.

"Nice to meet you, War God."

With a seventy-year-old heart beating like a sixteen-year-old in his chest, Walter felt the surge of emotion resonating with the consciousness of the Demon God mech.

"Hahaha."

Old Yang, who was usually gentle and refined, changed his demeanor. He smiled, tilted his head, and took off his black-rimmed glasses, just like the kind and amiable Brother Jie releasing a seal from Awei.

The peculiar 'screen' on the cockpit allows Walter to see everything clearly from the outside world, with a perspective similar to that of a normal human, but with eyesight many times greater.

They saw the gray-haired girl holding a flaming spear horizontally, the flames outlining an amber shield-like phantom to block the greatsword that resembled a meat grinder.

"Star, back off."

"Help! Uncle Yang, this monster almost took away one-thirtieth of my health bar!"

The shield collided with the spinning claws of the Yazi, sparking like a grinding wheel cutting through amber. Xing's tone was anxious.

"Okay, leave the rest to me!"

Walter piloted the Ares, leaping and kicking, striking the side of the Blade of the Yazi. The giant machine flew backward, crushing the factory building.

"Roar!"

The dragon's vertical pupils, seemingly surging with malevolent energy, suddenly twisted 180 degrees, and the greatsword it held in its mouth attacked the War God, with nearly a hundred blades on the sword spiraling around.

"Good timing!"

With an expression of immense excitement, Walter laughed nervously and gripped the bamboo-shaped control lever, pushing it forward.

The War God dodged the attack with a right-angle drift that defied the laws of physics. The blade on its left hand hummed with a blue light, while the sword on its right hand flashed with red lightning. The crossed blades easily blocked the attack.

"Uncle Yang, use gravity to suppress it!"

The retreating star core essence reminder.

"No! There's no need to cheat with your abilities."

Sparks flew as swords clashed, and the shockwave from the collision of the demonic mech and the demonic techniques shattered the ground. Walter laughed wildly amidst the violent shaking.

He pulled hard on the bamboo-shaped control lever with his left hand, and the Ares took off using the reaction force.

Suddenly, the alloy bone spikes on Ya Zi's back sprang out, the gleaming spikes weaving a web of death.

"Watch closely—this is true romance for men!"

"Dual Blade Style! Thunder Dragon Light Wheel Sky-Piercing Annihilation Strike!"

It's worth noting that Walter was once the pilot of Alahato.

Alahato's weapon was a thin katana, which could also be called a sword in the Far East.

Why not equip them with weapons like heavy hammers and chainsaws that are more efficient at killing enemies and have greater attack power?

Because he's handsome!

Whether a character is strong or not depends on the version, but being cool is something that lasts a lifetime!

Clang clang!

The blade flashed like a storm, and countless arcs of light appeared, actually twisting the bone spikes into a rain of metal!

Amidst the falling bone spikes and fragments, the War God, wielding two swords, launched its charge in a cool pose reminiscent of mecha anime.

He charged forward using the knight's thrusting stance he learned from an animation ten years ago, leaving sword marks and knife marks on the body of the Fiery Blade Yazi.

"Ah, this..."

Upon hearing the name of the move Walter shouted, all the train crew members present were stunned.

Using all his might, his little face flushed red as he finally grasped how to use the summoning item, March 7th suddenly spit it out.

Little March: (?д⊙)

Xing's expression changed from (???) to (°?°).

Even Qiong's expression became particularly interesting; he knew that Lao Yang was a huge fan of mecha.

I never expected that when Lao Yang piloted the Demon God Mech, he would be this delusional!

No one had ever seen the mature, steady, and thoughtful Lao Yang reveal such a bold and unrestrained side.

"By the way, did Old Yang come up with this move himself?"

Qiong muttered to herself, glancing at Tingyun, who looked surprised and bewildered.

As the Great Lord of Annihilation, Huanlong had little knowledge of mecha technology, but as Suiyang, she could sense that the strange mecha seemed to possess self-awareness.

Could it be an AI?

impossible?

Ignoring Huanlong, Qiong's eyes flickered as if she had thought of something: "Xingzai."

"what happened?"

The gray-haired girl turned around when she heard Qiongzai's call. The moment their eyes met, Xing understood Qiongzai's thoughts with a tacit understanding.

"Got it~"

The two men smirked and took out their cameras to film from both sides.

After it's over, show Walter his cringeworthy scenes. Once the initial excitement of touching the mecha has faded, watch it from the sidelines. I believe even Old Yang would feel embarrassed.