Chapter 51: The Late Viscount, Section 3
He returned to Death Star five days later. During those five days at sea, he issued mobilization orders and also sent word that everything was safe on Death Star. It was only then that Sulei breathed a sigh of relief.
It had to be said that the Blood Wolves seemed incredibly powerful now, but in reality, they were inseparable from Hei Fa. Whether it was the Wandering Ones as the guardians of Death Star, the Prisoners of Darkness, or the aliens who formed Death Star’s economic backbone—everything was gradually shaped by Hei Fa’s hands and gathered around Death Star. So without Hei Fa, Sulei could hardly imagine what would happen. Perhaps even a rebellion would be insignificant. The various permanent aliens and Wandering Ones on Death Star were no easy opponents. Without Hei Fa’s deterrence, their actions would be far from reassuring.
Of course, with Hei Fa around, things were different. Sulei could never understand why a seemingly ordinary human man could possess such terrifying deterrence. No matter how powerful a race might be, it seemed to never have an advantage in his presence. The Blood Wolves, through their bloody journey from childhood onward, had always been at his mercy. He was like a demon god, controlling everything around him.
So when the Blood-Pupiled sent a distress message, Sulei’s heart leaped to her throat. She couldn’t believe that there could still be forces in this universe capable of harming Hei Fa. In her urgency, she nearly deployed all of Death Star’s military forces to Planet Xieke. If anyone had attacked Death Star at that time, it would have been an effortless task.
Fortunately, that didn’t happen. Just as the dispatched fleet set off, Hei Fa’s message arrived, allowing Sulei to breathe a huge sigh of relief.
By this time, Hei Fa had also begun his journey back.
Five days—neither long nor short. Although most of the time was spent in hyperspace, the gaps in between were enough for Hei Fa to explain things to everyone. It was only then that they learned what Hei Fa had brought back.
It was an energy mech of unimaginable power.
As the name suggests, an energy mech is a completely new type of mech. Its greatest feature is that its method of combat is not the conventional physical destruction, but rather a process of collection and reorganization. Each energy mech acts as a relay station, using the calculations of its mysterious core to rearrange energy within a controllable range to achieve the desired outcome.
It seems powerless at first glance. But in actual use, it’s a completely different story. Although this mecha doesn’t possess weapons like guns, nor can it use the immensely powerful combat blade of Zan Yang, it does have various abilities. The most common one is amplification. By reorganizing the energy in its surroundings, it can amplify a certain action by hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times, turning a simple punch into one of unparalleled strength. In this state, each punch carries the combined force of all the amplifications, and its attack range also increases significantly—not based on the size of the fist, but on the range of energy the mecha controls. In other words, if an energy mecha controls the energy in a 300-meter space and activates 100x amplification, then a single punch equals a punch with 100 times normal strength, delivered as if with a 300-meter-diameter fist. Both the attack range and damage are terrifying. This is also why the original power mecha was able to split the Killing Emperor in half with a single punch!! And that’s not even the most terrifying aspect—what’s truly frightening about energy mechas is their ability to reverse control. Put simply, every ability can be used in reverse. For example, amplification can also be used for reduction. Just imagine: what would happen if 100 times normal strength were concentrated into a point as small as a needle tip? Even the sharpest human drill couldn’t surpass its penetration power. Breaking through armor would be as easy as snapping dry grass!! It’s almost mythical. After hearing Black Hair’s explanation, almost everyone was stunned. They never imagined such a terrifying existence could exist in this universe. These so-called energy mechas completely shattered their previous understanding. Original power mecha… At that moment, everyone remembered this name. It’s foreseeable that in the future, this “mecha that isn’t a mecha” will surely become the Blood Wolf’s ultimate weapon, causing any enemy to collapse at the mere mention of it. Although it has no weapons, it is already the most terrifying weapon in this universe. Blood Pupils could even imagine it splitting a Moth Giant Ship in half with a single punch. But… that’s impossible… Black Hair’s subsequent explanation completely dispelled that idea.
It turns out that although Primal Power Armor can manipulate energy, it isn’t unlimited. Each unit has a core that determines its range of control. Moreover, its performance is closely tied to the surrounding environment. If the energy available in the environment is low, it cannot perform actions beyond its limits. In other words, if amplifying by a hundred times requires one moment’s worth of pure energy, then in an environment with insufficient energy, the Primal Power Armor cannot provide the operator with that amplified strength—it can only operate based on the environment’s energy ceiling. This greatly restricts its capabilities and is also its biggest drawback.
At this point, some might ask: What if I carry around Cemsi ore, which contains massive amounts of energy? Could the Primal Power Armor utilize it? The answer is yes—but only once. Once used, even if Cemsi ore is the most energy-rich substance known to humanity, it will lose its value due to reorganization. Additionally, as the energy manipulator, the Primal Power Armor’s control ability is like a lever; if one end is too heavy, it not only fails to function but may even break the lever itself. In short, it’s like playing with fire—if done well, it burns the enemy; if not, it harms oneself.
It took two days to explain this thoroughly so everyone could understand. The result? Those guys could no longer walk. As soon as they left hyperspace, they flocked to the warehouse, staring at the neatly arranged rows of Primal Power Armor with longing eyes. Those innocent, naive, and pure eyes became something Black Hair would have to face every day from then on. Faced with such reactions, Black Hair could only smile bitterly in resignation.
After all, Primal Power Armor isn’t a Death Star mech—it’s an accessory to China’s last remaining strength. How could it be that simple? Even if he emptied the entire underground base, there would only be 136 units. The rest were unfinished products that would never be completed. So, he only had 136 slots—none more.
The problem was that there were far more than 136 warriors on the Death Star. Not to mention, even if that number was multiplied by ten or a hundred, it would still be insufficient. Thus, in the years to come, the main forces of the Blood Wolves would still have to be the Blood Moon and the Setting Sun.
With that in mind, Black Hair needed to think carefully. These 136 slots were his greatest reliance. Don’t underestimate this small number—it was his ultimate trump card.
And so, by the fourth day, Hei Fa finally couldn’t resist the persistent pleading of Xue Tong and the others and agreed to change their armor. On the day of the change, these long-time followers of Hei Fa, acting like children, ran cheerfully to the warehouse and slipped into the Origin Power Armor. Yet within seconds, they all ran out with gloomy faces. They couldn’t activate the armor. What was once vibrant Origin Power Armor now lay there like soulless puppets, motionless. No matter how hard they searched, they couldn’t find the switch to activate it. Once inside, the cold armor felt like an iron shell encasing their bodies—not only useless but also extremely uncomfortable. Seeing this, Hei Fa couldn’t help but laugh in amazement. Origin Power Armor was Hua Guo’s last line of defense—did these guys really think it could be piloted casually, just like the old Blood Moon and Setting Sun models? As guards of Ya Zi, without Ya Zi’s orders, they were nothing but scrap metal, utterly incapable of moving. Soon, in the spacious warehouse, Hei Fa put on Ya Zi once again. Walking up to the neatly arranged Origin Power Armor, he snapped his fingers lightly. “Whoosh…” With a synchronized sound, all the armor came to life instantly. Their dull eyes suddenly glowed brightly, resembling demons from hell. The surging murderous aura silenced all the warriors present. Such mechs existed? Xue Tong and the others were stunned, their eyes wide open. They never imagined these Origin Power Armor could emit such an aura. Were these… still lifeless machines? “Go ahead, the three of you—one per person. Choose yourselves,” Hei Fa said with a smile at their astonished expressions. Immediately, they rushed over with a whistle, spent a long time selecting from the neatly arranged mechs, and finally each chose one and climbed in. Then, something even more astonishing happened—the three Origin Power Armor they chose began to transform, adapting to their respective body types and taking on three different forms. The monkey-themed armor was purple, slightly slender, with crescent-shaped protrusions at each elbow, their sharp edges like blades. At the ankles, two long, tail-like structures extended backward, giving off a strong sense of speed, as if it could fly at will.
And the one with blood-red eyes had a standard build, entirely crimson in color. Its shoulders were even broader. There were no sharp blades on the outside of its arms, but instead six gun-like protrusions on each, emitting a faint glow around them.
As for the final Baroque… its size was more than the sum of the other two. It was painted gray, with dense clusters of spherical protrusions all over its body, which from a distance resembled pockmarks.
“What is this?” Seeing this transformation, the three dressed figures were stunned and couldn’t help but exclaim…
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