Bringing the Farm to Live in Another World

Qinwu quickly dove into his mecha. He was a divine-level mecha pilot, and his mecha was taller than Aks's. Not only could it transform, but it was also incredibly fast, with more powerful attacks and stronger defenses.

At this moment, the top cover of the war chariot opened, and Taiwu immediately piloted his mecha, flying out of the chariot and shooting towards the dark mist.

This was also the longstanding combat style in the Atlantis Continent. Upon detecting anomalies, the war chariot would immediately stop, and the mecha would engage in battle. After all, the war chariot was merely for transport; the real battle was conducted by the mecha.

Taiwu carefully controlled his mecha. He liked being inside it, believing that there was no place in the world more comfortable than being in his own mecha.

He loved this feeling, and it was precisely because of this that he achieved today’s accomplishments. Taiwu cautiously observed the direction ahead, where the dark mist was located.

He couldn’t help but clench his fist tightly; his mecha mirrored the action. This was one of the greatest inventions of the Atlantis Continent, which allowed mecha to truly grow and develop.

It was a magic circle, a formation called mental acceleration. The primary function of this formation was to enable a person to control external objects through mental power, allowing those objects to move in sync with one's own mental state, as if they were controlling their own limbs.

Because of this, mecha became so powerful; whatever actions a person made inside the mecha, the mecha would replicate, demonstrating immense strength.

However, this magic formation also had a flaw; controlling it required extremely strong mental power, which was different from the mental power practiced by mages.

Mages practiced mental power to control more magical elements, using incantations and their own magical elements as guides to cast spells.

In contrast, the mental power practiced by armored mages was the purest form of mental power, not capable of being directly used to kill. They only used it to control objects. The most important aspect for armored mages was to cultivate this mental power; the stronger their mental power, the more powerful the mecha they could control.

Because they spent all their time honing their mental power, their physical abilities were only stronger than those of ordinary mages, but they fell far short compared to true warriors.

Through the mecha, Taiwu observed the dark mist. Due to the special formations within the mecha, he could see the situation in the dark mist clearly, even gaining some enhancements under the magic circle's amplification.

The dark mist was very black, making it impossible to discern what was inside. Taiwu turned to look at the others; they had also stopped. Taiwu said in a deep voice, “What do you all think?” His voice was amplified by the mecha.

Another person replied in a low voice, “Send a few people in to investigate and see what’s inside. The rest stay outside to provide support.”

Taiwu nodded, “Alright, Spirit Serpent, Poison Snake, Mad Dog, Lunatic, Lone Wolf, you five go in and take a look. Don’t go too deep; if you notice anything unusual, come back immediately.”

The five mechas responded and flew into the dark mist, while Taiwu and the others remained outside, fully alert and ready to assist at any moment.

Once the five mechas entered the dark mist, they found the visibility very low. It seemed like there was nothing in the air above, but the heavy, lifeless atmosphere made them even more cautious.

The five advanced in a triangular formation, with two in front and three behind, moving carefully. Suddenly, one of them said, “Stop, there’s movement.” The speaker was the mecha pilot nicknamed Mad Dog. The others froze and immediately halted.

Mad Dog said in a low voice, “Get down; there’s movement below. Let’s see what it is.” Just as he finished speaking, a bone spear suddenly shot up from below, aiming directly at him.