AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic Vol 5 to ???

AZI Volume 5 Chapter 42

*Aaaaaaannnn!!!* as the black crocodilian weapon spirit raises a roar, it attempts to snap the Machina Frame between its jaws.

"..."

Controlling the Machina Frame, Long Hua has it evade the weapon spirit's maw—before turning around to push out its right hand.

*Boom!!!* immediately, a mountain-sized Immortal Suppression Palm is fired off to smash the weapon spirit's head down!

*Pah!!!* sinking a few hundred meters down into the seas as a result of this, the weapon spirit raises a defiant roar, as it opens its maw wide to spew out a beam of icy energy!

Evading the ice beam with minimal movement, Long Hua raises the Machina Frame's hands, and fires off the Slashers that are now sleeved with boosters.

As flowers manifest behind the Slashers' path of traversal, Long Hua binds the weapon spirit's maw up tightly.

And with the icy energy being forcefully contained inside of its maw, a layer of frost forms around the weapon spirit's lips.

Rather quickly, this layer of frost covers up the Slashers and the lines that they are attached to.

In the same instance, the large flowers bloom, and as petals rain from above—

*Klang! Klang! Klang!* the spikes on the weapon spirit's back are roughened up, and eventually shattered!

"Tch. Not having a proper sword for this thing is a pain..."

(12,000 exchange points, and you can choose your weapon.)

"Piss off, and don't bring this matter up again."

Breaking off the layer of frost, and retracting the Slashers, Long Hua shrouds the fists of the Machina Frame in sword Qi—prior to having it swoop down to the weapon spirit's right eye.

"Eat this!"

Throwing its sword Qi covered right fist forward, the Machina Frame punctures through the weapon spirit's right eye, causing red mist to spew out of the open wound!

As soon as this is done, Long Hua moves away from his current position, and lands on top of the weapon spirit's head.

Extinguishing the energy wings to conserve spirit Qi, Long Hua shouts—

"Moons-!"

Two crescent moons manifest on top of the weapon spirit's head, and—

"Dwelling within the Lake!"

*Boom!!!* crouching down, the Machina Frame strikes with its fist, causing one of the crescent moons to detonate into sword Qi!

*Boom!!!* drawing its right fist back, while throwing its left fist forward, the second crescent moon is also detonated.

"Continue!"

*Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!* continuously using Moons Dwelling within the Lake, Long Hua has the Machina Frame repeatedly smash its fists down on the weapon spirit's head!

*Aaaaaaannnn!!!* amidst this violent beating, the weapon spirit can't help but raise a howl of pain, as scars and cracks appear on its head!

"..."

"..."

"..."

Witnessing the strength of the Machina Frame—that is being demonstrated in front of them, the three practitioners of the Ling Yuan family can't help but maintain a look of amazement on their faces; however—

"Wait..."

Realizing that something was off about this situation, Lin Yu Heng widens his eyes, and says—

"It was using divine arts. The person controlling this thing isn't a weapon spirit...!"

"...!"

"Ah...?"

Looking among themselves, the three are somewhat at a loss as to what to make of this situation.

Eventually, Qing Ming Yang says—

"Surnamed Lin, surnamed Xia, the dead tells no tales, we're the only ones here. As for the person controlling that Machina Frame, they can't possibly be a clansman of ours."

Blinking her eyes, Xia Ri'er says—

"Indeed. For a clansman of ours to possess a Divinity Armor, there's no way we wouldn't have heard anything about them until now."

Nodding in agreement, Qing Ming Yang continues to say—

"Once they've dealt with that weapon spirit, they'll surely be too exhausted to deal with us. That will be our chance."

Agreeing with this, Lin Yu Heng and Xia Ri'er nod their heads and continue to wait.

.........

"Mountain, mortal realm's most immovable mass."

Rotating the Immortal Suppression Palm amidst the beatdown, Long Hua causes the forearms of the Machina Frame to darken in color.

*Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!* continuing to pummel the weapon spirit with greater force than before, Long Hua spreads his divine senses outwards, and—

"..."

Confirming the three practitioners to still be around, a cold smile appears on his face, as he mutters—

"The mantis hunts the cicada, while the oriole stands at its rear. Those three, they want to be the oriole that preys on the cicada-snacking mantis? Well, they can dream on."

Controlling the right hand of the Machina Frame to have it straighten its fingers, Long Hua has it impale the crack riddled head of the weapon spirit, and—

"Heart Sword!"

As the sword Qi that shrouds the Machina Frame's right hand extends outwards, it forms a blade that emerges out of the weapon spirit's throat!

With his current cultivation base, Long Hua does not consider the Heart Sword to be a practical technique.

Energy expenditure wise, it's far from efficient, and durability wise, it's less than that of a decent magic treasure. However, since the Machina Frame is unarmed, it's far better than nothing.

Straightening its legs, the Machina Frame performs a single Martial Emperor's Step, while raising its right hand upwards!

*Aaaaaaaaannnnn!!!!!* sensing the Heart Sword cleaving through its body like a hot knife through butter, the weapon spirit roars in pain!

And acting upon its instincts to not make it easy on its enemy, the weapon spirit chooses to—

"Shit...!"

Detecting a powerful force of energy being gathered in the center of the weapon spirit's body, Long Hua widens his eyes, and immediately controls the Machina Frame to distance itself from it.

Simultaneously, Tian Cheng—who is situated in the co-op pilot's seat, types away at the keyboard to bring up a defensive barrier in front of the Machina Frame.

In the next instance—

*Boom!!!!!* the weapon spirit self-destructs!

Other than the mountain shattering shockwave that accompanies this blast, a frigid flood of air—capable of freezing the seas for many miles on end, is also mixed into the explosion!