You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 608 - 274: Dismantling a Mecha with Bare Hands

Chapter 608: Chapter 274: Dismantling a Mecha with Bare Hands

The Beast Fighting Arena, the observation platform.

"Your Majesty."

A concubine with fair skin and golden hair walked up to Ishtar, accompanied by two maids, holding a platter made of pure gold.

The platter held some delectable pastries, along with a pipe finely crafted from the left leg bone of an infant, its gold filigree work showcased the maker’s exquisite craftsmanship.

Ishtar picked up the pipe, and the golden-haired concubine filled it with dark red tobacco, lighting it personally for him.

After taking a deep inhale, Ishtar exhaled clouds of smoke, then felt invigorated: "Praise the Supreme Will, the effectiveness of Spiritual Thought Grass has enhanced again."

"It’s all thanks to Your Majesty’s great fortune, otherwise how could the Iron Fury Empire be flourishing as it is today?"

"Hahaha, Isabella, your sweet little mouth could charm anyone."

Ishtar dotingly caressed his beloved concubine’s delicate face, feeling utterly content in his heart.

Thinking back, he was merely a prince of a small kingdom, losing battles against neighboring countries repeatedly, and the nation’s strength weakened to the extreme, almost being annexed by enemies.

But with the advent of the Supreme Will, everything changed!

"The Iron Fury Race is a nation blessed by the God, all the lands within sight are the promised land bestowed upon me by the God!"

Ishtar was filled with mighty ambition, the invincible Steam Battle Armor and Steam Tank gave him full confidence that one day, even the rumored East must bow down at his feet.

"Your Majesty, the festival has begun."

A priest in a red robe stood respectfully before Ishtar, his eyes full of fervor and worship.

The Iron Fury Empire is a theocratic nation, where the Emperor is both the highest ruler and the embodiment of God on earth, the first tenet carved on the Black Iron Code of Tashtir states, ’only the Emperor can interpret divine commands.’

With divine and temporal power, Tashtir himself was the supreme sovereign of the Iron Fury Empire.

Thus, when he stood up from the observation platform, the entire Beast Fighting Arena erupted, the thunderous waves of sound almost overturning the sky.

"Supreme Will above! The Empire is the master of all!"

"Long live Your Majesty! The glorious mechanicians will be invincible!"

Tashtir enjoyed the cheers and songs of his subjects, then pressed his hands down, immediately silencing the entire arena as everyone awaited the Emperor’s instruction.

"Let the festival begin!"

"Wow!!!"

Amidst the thunderous cheers, seven elegantly dressed female captives were driven to the center of the arena, their fair skin and well-proportioned figures were stunning, even their appearances were strikingly beautiful.

Wearing form-fitting leather armor at the moment, highlighting enticing curves while large areas of snow-white skin were exposed, glittering under the sunlight.

Many recognized their identities.

"Dear God, the Supreme Will above, it’s the princesses of the Silver Wing Royal Family!"

"She was just a little girl back then, couldn’t believe she’s grown so much now."

"Isn’t that the eldest daughter of Count Bai Shield, the chief minister of the Talan Kingdom?"

"And there’s the Saintess of the Earth Mother Order!"

"Truly something to look forward to!"

"Such beautiful things should be offered to the Supreme Will to prove the Empire’s devotion!"

Many wore expressions of fanaticism, some even prayed fervently, yearning to receive the blessing of the Supreme Will.

Because each sacrificial ceremony could produce a powerful mechanician!

Mechanicians are the noble class of the Iron Fury Empire, akin to knights of the old age, except mechanicians no longer rely on weapons, armor, and steeds to fight, but instead pilot Steam Battle Armor, wielding chain swords to wreak havoc on the battlefield and claim immeasurable glory.

Wang Junfeng, who had blended into the arena as a wealthy merchant, gazed coldly at this scene, feeling more contemptuous of the Iron Fury Empire’s customs in his heart: "Truly a bunch of incorrigible savages."

A young soldier who accompanied him, evidently new, couldn’t help but whisper: "Sir, why do they all have weapons, are they gladiators? They look a bit weak..."

Wang Junfeng’s cold voice answered in a secret transmission: "No, they are sacrifices."

"Sacrifices?"

The young soldier was stunned: "The Iron Fury Empire actually still uses live humans for blood sacrifices?"

Such things are serious crimes in Great Qi.

If it happens, local officials must be held accountable, at least losing office permanently, at worst being executed in autumn, with the whole family exiled.

But in the Iron Fury Empire, using live humans as sacrifices is a matter of course because humans are the most spiritual creatures in this world, the most pleasing offerings to God.

Moreover, the more noble the sacrifice is and the more painful their death, the better the ritual’s effect, and then the God will bestow blessings, elevating some lucky individuals’ spirituality, allowing them to gain stronger spiritual power, thereby manipulating Steam Battle Armor more freely.

And ordinary soldiers, lacking the spirituality to operate the complex Steam Battle Armor, can only cram five or six people into the cramped cockpit of the Steam Tank as tank soldiers.

Which is a gruelling job, as normal people can’t bear the vibration and thick smoke when the Steam Tank starts up.

Wang Junfeng watched coldly, his mood however was very solemn: "Supreme Will, what on earth are you..."

The Supreme Will, the only True God worshipped by the Iron Fury Empire, once bestowed blessings, allowing the Iron Fury Race to swiftly grow powerful, sweeping across the vast Land of the Setting Sun in just over a decade, unifying all the countries along the White Sea and Black Sea, ruling an incredibly vast territory.