Semua Bab My Mecha Is A Tad Overpowered: Bab 261 - Bab 270

None of the people reprimanded by the officer dared to look up.The warehouse was right in the center of the camp, heavily protected, yet it was robbed so easily.Crucially, the Legendary Source Crystal was taken away."Moldur must be the one behind it. No, that Hexian guy who captured Prince Moldur must be the one behind it."He still remembered what happened during the day.Moldur himself had demanded the Source Crystal from them and said he would send someone to retrieve it.Now, that person had appeared and had successfully taken away their Source Crystal."That accursed Hexian! He thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he captured a useless prince? Contact the Imperial Family immediately!"The highest-ranking officer certainly had a short temper.But it was understandable. The Defense Force never had any love for the members of the Imperial Family.Their confidence came from their weapons.That was already the case before the apocalypse, not to mention after it

Listening to Anna's steady breathing, Victor started feeling uncomfortable.She could sleep soundly, but what about him?Should he also just peacefully fall asleep?Impossible, absolutely impossible.What if, once he fell asleep, Anna stabbed him three times? He would not be able to prevent it.Therefore, he ended up waiting like that until dawn.When Anna woke up, the first thing she saw was Victor's handsome face.More importantly, the eyes on that handsome face were open."Are you awake?" Victor asked.Anna immediately scrambled to her feet. "Sorry, that was impolite of me.""It's fine. Mission accomplished?""Yes, accomplished." Anna, without hesitation, took out her mech core, then retrieved the Legendary Source Crystal from it.Seeing the rainbow-colored glow of the Legendary Source Crystal, a smile appeared on Victor's face."Well done. You can keep the other spoils of war for yourself."Victor was quite generous. Since Anna was so capable, Victor naturally had to

The Pulse Halberd adapted to Victor's mech's size on its own. Currently, the halberd was eighteen meters long, with the spearhead alone taking up two meters.From its appearance, you wouldn't be able to tell how sharp the halberd was, but anything that was on the receiving end of its attacks would know.The reason Anna said it was "cool" was probably because the halberd came with a glowing effect. The spearhead, formed by pulse waves, naturally glowed, but since the weapon was Legendary-grade, even the shaft emitted a faint light.Because the halberd hadn't been enhanced yet, the light emitted by its shaft wasn't very intense.But once its enhancement level went up, that light would become very strong, very dazzling.Legendary items are always eye-catching."Oh, right..."Thinking of that, Victor immediately took out the "Shooting Stars" and "Red Stars" from his cargo pod.Victor had these stored away. He also found some when he cleared out the two camps.Using such special re

"How can I help you?"Once he had mentally prepared himself, he felt stronger.His tone remained tough, though the hand holding the receiver, which was trembling slightly, told a different story.He was still scared.No, he's not scared, just excited."Is Moldur there?" Udyr was a bit surprised. He could tell that the translator was shocked when he heard his name, but he didn't expect him to recover so quickly.But Udyr didn't think much of it."He's still alive."Udyr felt a little bewildered when he heard that answer.What kind of answer was that?The Emperor asked if Moldur was there because he wanted Moldur to take the call. He wasn't asking if Moldur was still alive.If Moldur was no longer alive, the Emperor would have launched missiles to flatten Camp Odeist already.But Udyr's composure was indeed remarkable. He still wasn't angered by the translator's rudeness."Please put Moldur on the phone.""No can do. Without my lord's permission, Moldur can't take calls."

The translator had a great time beating Moldur up.Moldur, on the other hand, was suffering.When has a prince ever gotten such a beating?His body was already in pain, and now he was getting beaten by this scumbag. Moldur felt so wronged he wanted to cry.Fortunately, the resilient Moldur held back his tears. He made another mental note to get revenge on the translator one day.The translator didn't care at all. He just wanted to beat Moldur up to feel better. As for what would happen in the future, who could say for sure?He kept hitting Moldur for about ten minutes.He only stopped out of necessity because he had run out of strength."Tell me, what's going on between you and Udyr?"The translator sat down on a chair, while Moldur, still held up, went limp and started spilling his gut."Not talking, huh?" The translator took a few deep breaths, then rolled up his sleeves, seemingly ready to strike again."W-wait, wait!" Moldur quickly blurted out, almost choking on the sou