Chapter 398: Violent Shi Yueyi, Ma Hongjun's death

A metal figure over two meters tall seemed to appear suddenly, and the long sword in its hand was also nearly two meters long.

It was a terrifying and incredible thing, with a dark red glow flowing on its surface. Even at night, it could still be clearly seen. The sound of mechanical operation could be heard from inside, and the friction of the joints made a crackling sound.

There was no trace of human presence anywhere on its body, except for its pair of pitch-black pupils, which contained a cloudy and complex look.

No, not just the pair of pupils, but also the long sword in its hand.

"That long sword is actually a martial spirit!" Qian Renxue's voice reached Shi Yueyi's head coldly, "The birth of a martial spirit comes from the rules of the plane. The inheritance depends on the parents, but it is linked to the soul of the human spirit master. There is a saying that the soul is born from the heart. This 'heart' refers to the soul."

"You mean that because this robot has a soul, it is judged to be a creature like humans?" Shi Yueyi looked up, "It seems that the current plane consciousness has not yet evolved completely, and it only has instincts."

Her current height is about the same as Qian Renxue, both around 1.7 meters.

She sighed: "I hope it doesn't have a spirit ring yet... In addition, this technology must be abolished. All research must abide by a red line, that is, it cannot violate human ethics!"

"Go ahead! Dragon Slayer No. 1, No. 2, No. 3!" Several figures appeared on the roof of a building in the distance. Shi Yueyi looked closely and found that they were Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun. Beside each of them stood a Soul Douluo-level strongman, who was obviously a sea soul master.

"By killing so many people of the sea, you are pushing Poseidon Island completely to the opposite side." A Contra said coldly.

"I remember you, you are a level 83 Soul Douluo with a seal spirit." Shi Yueyi thought to himself, "You are pretending like this in front of me? I will kill you after I finish dealing with this iron puppet!"

There was a gleam in the eyes of the "Dragon Slayers", as if they really understood what Dai Mubai was saying.

A dense stream of air gushed out from the air holes on the lower back, and the long sword in his hand swung and turned, chopping towards Shi Yueyi.

"Without soul rings, its combat power is equivalent to that of a soul king? What will happen if it has soul rings?" Shi Yueyi waved her soul guide whip with her right hand. This is an eighth-level peak soul guide device. She directly wrapped the whip around the arm of a robot, leaped into the air, came behind the opponent, then clenched her left fist and smashed it directly on the air hole that was ejecting air.

If her guess was correct, this should be the core location.

"Huh? Useless?" She frowned.

"Hahahaha! How can you, the Spirit Hall, understand the composition of this kind of warriors?!" Ma Hongjun laughed arrogantly, as if he had been suppressed in prison for too long and was finally able to release his anger.

"It's so noisy!" Shi Yueyi yelled at Ma Hongjun impatiently.

"Bam—"

Ma Hongjun’s head exploded.

"Fatty!" Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun's body in horror, "You just produced dozens of seeds for us!"

"Ah——!" Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but exclaimed.

"No, why did I suddenly become a little violent just now?" Shi Yueyi's body shook and she kicked the iron puppet on the body.

Her eyes suddenly became sharp: "Why is there so much negative energy on this mecha?"

Just then, a subtle voice appeared in her ears.

No, it was not a subtle sound, but a complex and chaotic sound, like several people calling out in a low voice.

The voice was saying, "Please, kill us!"

"I didn't expect them to do this at first." Shi Yueyi said softly.

"Please, kill... us..."

The sounds repeated again.

The one who spoke was Dragon Slayer No. 3. This soul-guided mecha was just completed today, so the souls that were refined into it had just been mixed together and still retained a little of their last consciousness.

Dragon Slayer No. 1 and No. 2 had been completed for some time, and the souls in them had been completely refined, losing their original selves and becoming puppets who only knew how to kill.

Shi Yueyi's eyes turned fierce: "I will capture all the souls of these people and hold a memorial ceremony for you."

She knew in her heart that this was indeed the best solution at the moment.

Shi Yueyi no longer hesitated. She waved her right hand into a claw and directly pierced through the armor of the iron puppet in front of her. The mecha vibrated and iron chips flew everywhere.

After all, it is made of super rare metals like deep-sea silver. It is indeed strong enough, and it is also mixed with an alien metal that Tang San obtained in the City of Slaughter, called Soul-Locking Gold, which can be used to imprison the soul.

But this time Shi Yueyi used her right hand, and the huge force penetrated directly into it, causing this seemingly sophisticated machine to shake.

A little liquid similar to motor oil flowed out of the corners of Dragon Slayer No. 3's eyes, but it looked like tears. These lost movements were not all the souls of babies at present, but mostly came from the slaves who had surrendered to Dai Mubai and his men, because there were not many children at present.

Dragon Slayer No. 3 made a loud bang, as if something exploded inside it. The machinery all over its body collapsed at this moment, and a huge amount of soul power steam escaped from it, covering the surroundings.

"Miss, please give them a ride." Shi Yueyi said softly.

"Yes." Qian Renxue hid in the dark and used her sacred soul power to purify these souls.

The slender black shadow cut through the steam cloud like a gliding swift.

A long whip directly wrapped around Dai Mubai's neck, but this was not the end. The long whip was extending, and the extended part wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing again, directly pulling them off the building.

The cold light of the iron sword also fell from the sky at this time, and the sharp blade drew an arc of light seven or eight meters long in the air. That was the "martial spirit" of Dragon Slayer No. 1 and No. 2.

A series of flames passed across Dai Mubai's chest, and he roared fiercely, because he was also wearing battle armor at this time. Although it was only an ordinary two-word armor, it also allowed him to have a physique comparable to the Soul Saint's martial soul true body in the Soul King.

The next moment, he lowered his head and was horrified to find that his left chest was cracked. When he designed it, he had strictly controlled the standards, so that the combat power of these mechas was only Soul Emperor at most, not Master Devourer, but at this time, the long sword had begun to penetrate.

Looking at the long sword that had cut through his battle armor, Dai Mubai's face became distorted, like a pale woman or a frightened child.

"White Tiger, possessed!"

He shouted in vain, only to find that it was of no use at all. It seemed as if the connection between his soul and his martial spirit was severed.

Dai Mubai turned his head in horror and looked at Shi Yueyi, who was sitting on the shoulder of Dragon Slayer No. 3. The other's eyes were like an unfathomable abyss at this moment, and a purple vortex was slowly turning.