This Is Really Not Mechanical Ascension Chapter 1350

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Capítulo 1350: Chapter 691: Target Locked—An Old Acquaintance

Underneath the desk was a head-sized glob of blood-gold flesh, resembling a mixture of molten gold and coagulated blood, emitting a metallic dark red glow.

Simultaneously, black spikes protruded from the flesh orb, pulsating with a breathing rhythm, sometimes contracting into thorny spikes, sometimes expanding into a web-like structure.

Some filaments had translucent egg-shaped vesicles hanging at the tips, within which embryonic shadows floated, not yet fully formed, rooted in a floor that had mutated into biological tissue.

At first glance, Steve felt an uncontrollable urge to gag, his stomach churning relentlessly. Instinctively, he turned his head, only to come face to face with a grotesquely pale visage, eyes blood-red.

It was the Governor who had just left.

!!!

Steve’s pupils constricted, his expression horrified, yet he couldn’t utter a sound.

The Governor’s eyes were blood-red, his voice low and deep: “You shouldn’t have come here.”

……

At the same moment, with a command from Li Ming, over 30% of the interstellar intelligence forces were activated like never before.

However, as the orders cascaded down, all those involved were utterly baffled, completely unaware of what “everything abnormal” meant.

“Everything abnormal means everything abnormal, is that hard to understand? As long as it’s abnormal, report it!” the head of the intelligence team snarled angrily at a small, secretive meeting.

Despite the confusion over the orders from above, movement was necessary.

The heightened activity on the intelligence front triggered a series of chain reactions.

The Federation, the Star Alliance, and all major civilizations were forced into a passive response, cautiously probing, thinking something major had occurred.

As a result, after immense effort, upon obtaining the words “everything abnormal,” they were similarly baffled.

“Can someone tell me? What does ‘everything abnormal’ mean? Is it a cipher, or an activation code?”

Confusion permeated the intelligence community, from executors to interceptors, all were at a loss.

……

A month later, in the Sea of Stars, a fleet of Raiders was intercepted by several small warships bearing the sword and shield badge.

The interceptors were quite cautious, refraining from using large-scale destructive measures. After some time locked in combat, nearly all the star thieves in the fleet were captured.

On the deck of one completely shut-down warship, all the Raiders were detained there, some already missing limbs, shivering with fear.

Fully armed soldiers stood around them, holding high compression energy light guns aimed at these Raiders, with the surface of their armor inscribed with the sword and shield badge.

“The Blade Fleet of the Star Alliance…” the Raiders shivered uncontrollably.

Compared to the patrol fleet, the Blade Fleet was more advanced, specifically designed to counter more formidable threats.

These wandering star thieves only operated on the fringes of the Sea of Stars, with the highest life level among them being merely B Level, lacking the stature to attract such attention.

Leading the group was a young man in a light purple combat suit, a sword and shield badge pinned to his chest, tall and imposing.

If Li Ming were here, he might recognize this acquaintance, the same “compatriot” who once negotiated on behalf of the Star Alliance, Zhang Hengyu.

It’s unclear why this once-promising young man had fallen to this point.

Zhang Hengyu gazed down at the Raiders, saying nothing, pacing slowly around them.

The Raiders were forced to squat on the ground, able only to see his boots, with cold sweat streaming down their foreheads.

“M-Master!” Someone finally cracked under the pressure, wailing, “We won’t dare anymore. We only raided a few ships, and we’ve never killed anyone.”

Zhang Hengyu squinted slightly, ignoring the wailing individual, instead walking up to one person, yanking up his hair, forcing him to meet his gaze.

“Iron Claw Johnny…” Zhang Hengyu said slowly, “The deputy of Blood Wolf, how did you end up with such an obscure group of Raiders?”

The man he gripped had a contorted face, dense red hair on the sides of his cheeks, breathing heavily.

“Blood Wolf?” Other Raiders were stunned; it was a well-known Raider group nearby, its leader an A-level life form.

Johnny’s eyes were fierce, unafraid, “Kill me, torture me, do as you please.”

Zhang Hengyu’s expression became serious. He brushed a finger over his ring, projecting three images, “Have you seen these three people?”

The woman on the left had flowing red hair, the man in the middle had a pair of bright blue eyes, and the man on the right appeared quite ordinary.

Johnny’s pupils shrank slightly, but he replied solemnly, “Never seen them!”

His subtle reactions didn’t escape Zhang Hengyu’s keen sight. With a snicker, he muttered softly, “Camilo Civilization, Lord Lei, your daughter is quite lovely.”

“You…” Johnny’s face changed dramatically; this was his disguised identity, known by almost no one, yet revealed by the young man before him.

“Ah, bad luck on your part. Do you know who this guy is…” Zhang Hengyu lightly gestured to the young man with the blue eyes, “He’s the grandson of Earl Ferdinand, from the Southwind Duchy, a Level One civilization of the Star Alliance.”

“It’s one thing for you to raid, but why did you have to kill? His family will stop at nothing to wipe out every relative and friend of the attackers.”

“No, it wasn’t us, we didn’t do it!” Johnny, realizing that now was not the time to be stubborn, quickly shook his head.

“All evidence points to you, I’m hard-pressed to help you,” Zhang Hengyu said helplessly.