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A vast expanse of snow.

A purple and white tinted Roots Mecha, stepping heavily through the thick layer of snow.

No monsters around, nor did it encounter any attacks.

Just the blowing wind and snow, and the ice formed and condensed on the Mecha’s surface at a visible speed.

“Hell difficulty level…”

“Do ordinary mechas not even qualify to set foot here?”

Jiang Chen lifted his right hand, seeing that the outer layer of the Mecha was almost completely covered by ice.

Even using the [Flame Control] module installed in the Mecha, the blue-green transcendent flames that were kindled only trembled in the cold wind for a few moments before extinguishing automatically.

This was the Hell difficulty level of the Age-Old Shadow.

A primeval Mecha at the 1st Rank, merely standing here would, in less than a few dozen seconds, completely turn into an ice sculpture.

It was almost a sheer cliff of a gap compared to the Nightmare difficulty level!

After all, in the Nightmare difficulty level, as long as ordinary mecha pilots were not afraid of death, they could still go in and fight the low-level monsters.

In the Hell difficulty level…

If ordinary mechas did not have the corresponding resistance or means, they would be killed by the environment before even seeing an abyss monster.

“If I’m reckless, I won’t even see the boss before being forced into Stage 2 of exiting the Mecha.”

“Once Stage 2 time is up, Stage 3 will also be forced to activate.”

Jiang Chen did not wish for this to happen.

Compared to starting with a physical brawl, he preferred to first fight driving the Mecha, and when the Mecha could no longer hold on, to then unleash his power—

This way of fighting, at most, took a few extra minutes.

But it effectively nurtured the mecha soul, helping the Mecha grow healthily.

“When it comes down to it…”

“I am a mecha pilot.”

“So, let me lend my strength to you, Zero!”

Jiang Chen did not initiate Mecha Soul Fusion.

Instead, he utilized his [Flame Control] ability and continuously output the power of transcendent flames through the gaps in the Mecha.

Essentially treating the flesh inside the Mecha as an [internal energy source] or a [built-in specialized module] for the Mecha.

Specifically providing transcendent flames twelve times more powerful for the Mecha.

There was a light popping sound as the searing flames burst forth from inside the primeval Mecha, enveloping the Roots exterior.

It not only quickly dispelled the cold, resolving the damage caused by the environment,

but also transformed into a flaming long spear, now grasped in the primeval Mecha’s hand.

“This state is stronger than the regular 1st Rank, but weaker than the Mecha Soul Fusion’s 2nd Rank…”

“Let’s call it the pinnacle of the 1st Rank.”

The primeval Mecha unfolded its bone wings, and the fire rapidly covered them, forming wings of flame.

The fiery wings vibrated slightly and directly broke through the extreme cold and snow, racing towards the distant glacier.

The glacier was far away, and on the way, it encountered numerous monsters.

Among them, the abyss leader from the Nightmare difficulty level, the Frost Bone Giant Dragon, which suffered a weakening and was relegated to a large elite monster.

One would occasionally pop up, spewing icy breath and launching attacks at the primeval Mecha.

Their attributes were also greatly enhanced, and, combined with the extreme weather, they posed a considerable threat.

Luckily, the primeval Mecha at the pinnacle of the 1st Rank had extremely strong flames.

Paired with the throwing technique of the Insect King’s Spear, as long as it could seize the opportunity and hit the skeleton accurately, it could quickly kill a Frost Bone Giant Dragon.

This was the result of attribute suppression!

Even in the Hell difficulty level of the Age-Old Shadow, as long as it wasn’t the final boss, the primeval Mecha could achieve overpowering combat strength.

Of course, the final boss still had to be treated with a bit of respect.

When the primeval Mecha crossed the icy plains and arrived at the top of the glacier,

It soon saw that undying tyrant once more.

[Ice Soul Tyrant]

[Rank: 1]

[Attributes: Strength 2800, Agility 2300, Defense 2300, Enigmatism ??? (above 3500).]

[Traits: The Undying Tyrant, the Overlord of the Undead, who can not only summon an undead army but also possess immense strength themselves.]

[Weakness: Holy Light.]

[Remarks: To conquer it, one must prepare enough endurance items and the appropriate Holy Light-type modules to create a suitable environment that isolates it from the undead army…

If you’re not sufficiently prepared, please don’t attempt the challenge!]

The Ice Soul Tyrant in the Hell difficulty level, in terms of attributes, had improved significantly compared to the Nightmare level—

You should know that a first-rank supercharge module of outstanding quality that purely provides attributes can offer a single attribute of at most one thousand one hundred points.

The Ice Soul Tyrant, with just the strength attribute, has already reached a horrifying two thousand and eight hundred points.

Almost catching up to Jiang Chen!

Moreover, strength is not the strongest attribute of the Ice Soul Tyrant.

Enigmatism is.

Unfortunately, the enigmatism attribute is hard to gauge.

The challengers before didn’t come up with accurate numbers but only provided a rough range.

At this moment, Jiang Chen piloting the primeval mecha, looked up at the Ice Soul Tyrant seated on the throne, equally astounded.

“What a formidable guy!”

“No wonder even the symbol of the alliance couldn’t clear the Hell difficulty level of the Age-Old Shadow alone.”

Jiang Chen felt a clench in his heart.

“Luckily, my attributes are a little higher.”

The Ice Soul Tyrant, clad in heavy armor, although unaware of Jiang Chen’s thoughts,

could keenly sense the thick malice emanating from this bio-organic mecha.

Its gaze was bleak; its voice as cold and piercing as ice.

“Feeble living being, do you think you can challenge the master of death with mere flames?”

“Go, my minions.”

“Let this insignificant being witness the power of the undead army.”

Along with the voice of the Ice Soul Tyrant,

the world seemed to tremble.

From within the glaciers, countless skeletons emerged from the ice, and numerous ice sculptures shook off their frosty snow.

At the same time, the crystal cloud sea seemed to be gradually collapsing—

One, ten…

Over a hundred Frost Bone Giant Dragons burst out from the cloud sea, as if forming a Bone Dragon Legion, swooping down!

The icy breath they exhaled, merging together, almost formed a vast snowfall, covering everything!

The undead army that once obliterated living civilizations and froze the entire planet.

At this moment, reemerged in broad daylight.

“This scale is a bit too grand…”

“Compared to now, the Nightmare difficulty level is simply child’s play.”

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen couldn’t possibly hold back any longer.

He decisively initiated Mecha Soul Fusion, entering the temporary Stage 2—

To be precise, with the main body acting as a “Flame Control module,” it should be considered the culmination of Stage 2.

The primeval mecha extended its hands forward, palms facing outward; endless flames surged from its palms, against the wind and snow, clashing with the icy breath of the Bone Dragon Legion!

The standoff between fire and ice in the sky lasted for an instant.

In the end, the flames emerged victorious, forcefully igniting the snowstorm, and pressed forward!

The Bone Dragon Legion was swallowed by the flames.

One after another, the Frost Bone Giant Dragons tumbled in the air, wailing.

The soul fiery flames beneath the Ice Soul Tyrant’s helmet still burned with an indifferent glow.

“You have released your potential, have you?”

“Futile struggle.”

The Ice Soul Tyrant rose from its throne, extending a hand toward the empty ground ahead.

Following its motion, the entire glacier quivered, and the howling winds grew wilder.

The next moment, glaciers shattered, the ground fissured, the dead plummeted.

Parts of the glacier actually began to peel away rapidly, rising in the shape of broad icy swords, shrinking and condensing continuously.

In the end, they formed a three-meter-long ice-blue greatsword that fell into the hands of the Ice Soul Tyrant.

A great portion of the thousand-meter glaciers turned out to be derived from the Sword of Frost!

The Ice Soul Tyrant stood on the shattered glacier, behind it an endless army of the dead.

With the sword pointing at the mecha, he spoke indifferently.

“Offer your life to death, living one.”

“Because…”

“The Sword of Frost is hungry.”