The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 592 Gear Maze

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen ran side by side in the intricate streets of the Mechanical City. The stone pavement under their feet trembled slightly due to the frequent vibrations of the steam pipes. The surrounding fog seemed to be a materialized mystery, covering their figures layer by layer. The Mechanical City, this wonderful city full of steel and spiritual energy collision, has now fallen into an unprecedented silence. The towering chimneys no longer spewed thick smoke, and the sound of gears colliding in the street workshops also stopped abruptly. Only the crisis of rust spread quietly like cancer cells.

"It seems that the troubles in this mechanical city are far beyond imagination. What conspiracy do those remnants of the Fallen Church hide?" Yun Yao frowned, and a sharp light shone through her beautiful eyes. The quantum sword in her hand trembled slightly, as if responding to the strange energy around her. She glanced at Chu Mochen, who had always been her solid support. At this moment, his cold face also became more solemn.

Chu Mochen tightened the Wujie Sword in his hand, and the cold light on the sword body flashed, as if telling of its past reputation. "No matter what they are up to, since they dare to stir up trouble in this new symbiotic universe, don't blame us for being rude." As he spoke, a resolute aura permeated, and his eyes were as firm as a rock, as if any difficulties and obstacles in front of him were nothing but scabies.

The two of them walked without stopping, and soon they arrived at the entrance of the underground workshop. The entrance was hidden behind an abandoned gear warehouse, covered by layers of rusty iron plates. If it weren't for Yun Yao's creation spirit root that keenly sensed the faint breath of life in it, it would be easy to miss it. Yun Yao raised her hand and waved it gently, and a gentle spiritual power wrapped in the data Dao pattern swam out like a spirit snake, and the rust on the iron plate fell off, revealing a deep and dark passage.

As soon as they stepped into the passage, a damp and decayed smell hit them in the face, making them feel sick. The walls on both sides of the passage were inlaid with spiritual energy ores that emitted a faint green light, but the light was constantly flickering, and it was obvious that the energy was about to run out. The two walked forward cautiously, and from time to time they stepped on scattered gear parts, making a heart-pounding sound.

"Help... Outsider, save me..." A faint cry came faintly, which seemed particularly abrupt in this silent passage. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, quickened their pace, and ran towards the source of the sound.

Finally, they came to a secret room. The iron door of the secret room was closed, but there was a small ventilation window on the door. Through the ventilation window, Yun Yao saw the miserable situation inside the secret room: an old man collapsed on the ground, most of his body had been transformed into a mechanical structure, the core gear was exposed, covered with black rust, almost occupying two-thirds of the entire gear surface, exuding an unsettling and weird atmosphere. The old man held a charcoal pencil in his hand, and scattered around him were half-drawn drawings. The lines on the drawings were messy but seemed to hide some deep meaning.

"Senior, don't panic, we will rescue you right away." Yun Yao said softly, with spiritual power surging in her hands, and she was about to break open the iron gate with force.

However, at this moment, a violent explosion sounded from the end of the passage, shaking the entire underground workshop violently. Then, there was a sound of heavy footsteps, accompanied by the harsh sound of metal friction, approaching them rapidly.

"Oh no, it's the people from the Fallen Church!" Chu Mochen shouted in a low voice, and the Wujie Sword was unsheathed in an instant, pointing to the end of the passage. A sharp sword energy whizzed out, splitting the fog in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, a group of semi-mechanized figures appeared in their field of vision. These remnants of the Fallen Cult exuded a strong evil aura, and their mechanical prosthetic limbs shone coldly under the green spiritual light. The prosthetic limbs were engraved with familiar devouring runes, like evil beasts that chose to devour people. Their eyes flashed with crazy red light, and their minds were obviously completely corroded by the evil thoughts of the Fallen Cult.

“Hmph, Yun Yao, Chu Mochen, there’s a road to heaven but you chose not to take it, and there’s no door to hell but you insisted on breaking in. Today is the day you die!” The leading remnant let out an ear-piercing laugh, raised his hand and waved, and the people behind him rushed forward like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

Seeing this, Yun Yao raised her eyebrows, and the quantum sword drew a brilliant arc in the air. The data spiritual root on the sword was instantly activated, and countless codes floated out like fireflies, quickly combining into an indestructible shield in front of her. "You want to kill us? You are a defeated army, and you dare to speak so arrogantly!" Her voice was cold and firm, like the sound of a bell in the cold night, shocking people.

Chu Mochen flashed and rushed into the enemy camp like a ghost. The Wujie Sword in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and every swing brought a splash of blood. His sword skills were unparalleled. Wherever the sword went, the mechanical prostheses of the remnants of the Fallen Cult broke one after another, and the broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground. "Those who violate my symbiotic universe will be punished no matter how far away they are!" His roar echoed in the underground workshop, as if the god of war had come to the world, making the enemy tremble with fear.

As the fierce battle was in full swing, Yun Yao's Creation Spiritual Root suddenly felt a burning sensation, and then, data patterns automatically appeared in front of her eyes, analyzing the enemy's weaknesses. Her beautiful eyes lit up and she found that the joints of these mechanical prostheses were actually hiding the fragments of the core that Xiao Cui destroyed that year. Although these fragments were tiny, they emitted a chaotic energy, which was the key to driving the mechanical prostheses and maintaining the combat effectiveness of these remnants.

"Chu Mochen, attack their joints, there are fragments of the core!" Yun Yao shouted loudly, and at the same time, the quantum sword in her hand shook, and a sword energy composed of code shot out like lightning, accurately hitting the knee joint of a remnant. With a "click", the remnant's mechanical prosthesis was instantly paralyzed, and the whole person fell to the ground, losing the ability to resist.

Chu Mochen heard this and changed his sword moves, targeting the enemy's joints. His Wujie Sword was like a nimble poisonous snake, and every stab was accurate. For a moment, the remnants of the Fallen Angels were thrown into chaos, and screams came one after another.

But these remnants were fearless after all, and when they saw the situation was not good, they activated their self-destruct devices. The red light in their eyes became more and more blazing, and their bodies began to swell violently, obviously wanting to die together with Yun Yao and Chu Mochen.

"Not good, retreat quickly!" Yun Yao's face changed drastically, and she pulled Chu Mochen up and retreated rapidly. At the same time, she waved her hands, and her spiritual power and data patterns intertwined together, building one defensive barrier after another in front of her.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of explosions sounded, and the entire underground workshop was engulfed in flames. A strong shock wave swept over like a wave, pushing Yun Yao and Chu Mochen several feet away. The two fell heavily to the ground. Although they were protected by spiritual power, they were still shaken. A trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

When the smoke cleared, Yun Yao struggled to stand up and looked around. She saw that the underground workshop was in ruins, the walls had collapsed, the passages were blocked, and most of the remnants of the Fallen Cult had been destroyed in the self-explosion. Only a few were seriously injured and still alive, gasping for breath on the ground.

"We can't let them run away. We must find out the whereabouts of the Time Gear." Chu Mochen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, forced himself to stand up, holding the Wujie Sword, and walked towards a remnant who was still breathing.

When the remnant saw Chu Mochen approaching, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes, but he still pretended to be calm and said viciously: "Don't be complacent, even if you kill us, you can't save the world. The time gears have been controlled by the master. It won't be long before the symbiotic universe will return to chaos, and everything you do will be in vain!"

"Hmph, you stubborn fellow!" Chu Mochen snorted coldly, and placed the Wujie Sword on the neck of the remnant. "Tell me, where is the time gear? If you dare to tell a lie, I will send you to hell right now!"

The remnant felt the chill on his neck and trembled slightly, but he still kept his lips tightly closed and refused to utter a word.

Yun Yao walked up to him and looked at him coldly, "Do you think we can do nothing if you don't tell us?" As she spoke, she gently waved the quantum sword in her hand, and a stream of data sank into the body of the remnant. In an instant, the remnant's eyes became empty, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Yun Yao used the "Soul Analysis Technique" that evolved from Earth's programming knowledge, which could temporarily invade the enemy's mind and read their memory. After a moment, she retracted her spiritual power, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes, "I know where the time gear is, let's go!"

After that, the two of them ignored the remnants and rushed to the depths of the underground workshop. Along the way, they encountered numerous traps, including psychic cannons that spewed high-temperature flames, rotating gear walls covered with spikes, and frost arrays that could instantly freeze spiritual power. But Yun Yao and Chu Mochen cooperated with each other, relying on their extraordinary wisdom and strength to escape danger again and again.

After breaking through a protective net made of spiritual power and electricity, they finally arrived in front of a huge mechanical palace. The door of the palace was closed, and it was engraved with complex runes and patterns, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. In the center of the door, a huge spiritual gem was inlaid, and the light inside the gem flowed, as if it contained endless mysteries.

"This should be where the time gears are stored." Yun Yao took a deep breath and calmed the chaotic spiritual power in her body. She walked forward, stretched out her hand and gently touched the spiritual gem. In an instant, the gem shone brightly, and a light curtain slowly emerged, showing a line of ancient text: "To enter this door, you must use the power of the two worlds to open it, otherwise you will suffer a catastrophic disaster."

"It seems that we have to join forces again." Chu Mochen smiled slightly, walked to Yun Yao's side, and held her hand. The two of them simultaneously operated their spiritual power and data patterns, and an incomparably powerful force surged from their palms, continuously pouring into the spiritual energy gem.

As the power was injected, the light on the gem became more dazzling, and the runes on the door began to slowly rotate, making a dull roar. Finally, after a loud bang, the door slowly opened, and an ancient and majestic atmosphere came to the face.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, their eyes full of expectation and determination. They walked into the hall and saw a huge mechanical device standing in the center of the hall. Countless gears meshed with each other, slowly turning, making a rhythmic "click" sound. At the top of the device, a huge gear shining with colorful light hung high above it. It was the core that kept the world running - the time gear.

However, before they could get close, a black mist suddenly surged out from all around, and figures were looming in the mist. Then, a sinister laugh echoed in the hall: "Haha, Yun Yao, Chu Mochen, you are finally here, welcome to the feast of death!"

As the laughter died down, a group of figures in black robes and strange masks emerged from the mist. These people exuded a stronger evil aura, and were obviously the elite forces of the Fallen Cult. They held various strange magical instruments in their hands, some of which were shaped like sickles, flashing with cold light; some were like magic wands, and the spiritual crystals on the top emitted strange light.

"Hmph, you've come just in time. Today I'm going to catch you all in one swoop!" Yun Yao shouted delicately, and the Quantum Sword and the Creation Spirit Root simultaneously emitted dazzling light, preparing for a more difficult battle.

Chu Mochen also had a stern expression, the Wujie Sword was humming, and the Heavenly Sword Pattern on the sword was shining with dazzling golden light, as if announcing his unyielding and determination. "If you want to stop us, consider your own weight first!"

After saying that, the two of them flashed at the same time and took the initiative to attack the enemy. A thrilling battle began in this mysterious mechanical hall...