Chapter 767 - 236: Thirty-Year Hunt! Harmless God-Chosen Eyeball! Ten-Complete Hand Shocks Everyone
Chapter 767: Chapter 236: Thirty-Year Hunt! Harmless God-Chosen Eyeball! Ten-Complete Hand Shocks Everyone
Qin Feng instantly understood the reason.
The total amount of Mental Power resources here was finite.
The cake was only so big.
If some Martial Artists absorbed more, others would inevitably absorb less.
In the face of such a blatant conflict of interest, the so-called "bigger picture" was completely worthless.
In fact, when many Independent Martial Artists saw the Mechanical Race’s armies besieging other Martial Artists, not only would they refuse to help, they would instead immediately use Subspace Teleportation to reposition themselves far from the battlefield and gloat while absorbing Mental Power.
What surprised Qin Feng even more was that the mechanical constructs, which seemed to be launching indiscriminate attacks, were also continuously absorbing the harmless Mental Power here in an extremely efficient manner!
This absorbed Mental Power would eventually be gathered and funneled, via some special Secret Technique, to the true Mechanical Race lifeform hiding in the shadows.
Based on Qin Feng’s observations and calculations, it would take a few more years at most for the Mechanical Race to completely occupy this massive, star-system-sized eyeball region!
When that happened, this precious Star System Level Resource Point would be considered completely lost.
’If that Mechanical Race lifeform hiding in the shadows is allowed to absorb all the Mental Power in this entire eyeball... its power will probably skyrocket to the half-step Star System level, or even the true Star System level!’
Qin Feng’s heart sank.
He casually browsed the private forums for the battle zone and discovered that there were already as many as three Star System Level Resource Points like this one—completely occupied and lost to the Mechanical Race due to the selfishness and infighting of the Independent Martial Artists!
’These Independent Martial Artists... they truly are selfish to the extreme.’
’But it’s understandable.
Most of them were lucky just to survive after their homeworlds were destroyed by other powerful Star System Alliances during the previous alliance wars.
They’ve probably long since developed a vindictive, ’burn-it-all-down’ mentality toward the so-called ’Star System Alliances’ and the ’bigger picture.’
That’s only natural.’
’Right now, the surviving large Star System Alliances are all busy clearing out the Mechanical Race within their own territories and have their hands full.
This has given these Independent Martial Artists an opening to rise up.’
Qin Feng remembered seeing many unfamiliar names without any alliance affiliation in their suffixes making a powerful ascent on the Combat Power rankings when he checked them before.
Thinking about it now, it was likely because the arrival of the Mechanical Race had tied the hands of the major alliances, allowing these Independent Martial Artists to seize a large amount of uncontested Star System Level Resources.
After all, the total energy contained within a single Star System Level Resource Point was far more valuable than individual, scattered Machine Soul Cores.
Of course, there were cases of Star System Alliance leaders like Qin Feng appearing at these Star System Level Resource Points.
However, that mostly happened in the early days when the Mechanical Race’s uprising had just begun.
Now, the competition was in its 840th year.
After realizing the Mechanical Race’s terrifying developmental capabilities, most of those alliance leaders had already rushed back to their own territories to take charge, lest their alliances be completely devoured by the endless Mechanical Race.
But these Independent Martial Artists didn’t care about any of that.
They would even be glad to see the Mechanical Race completely take over the entire battle zone and get everyone eliminated.
That way, they wouldn’t come out at a loss.
In this chaotic and vast Star Realm, Qin Feng’s arrival didn’t attract much attention.
After all, there were simply too many Martial Artists gathered around this giant eyeball at the moment.
Millions of Constant Star-level Powerhouses were like specks of dust scattered across the Star Sea; the arrival and departure of any single one seemed utterly insignificant.
However, a strange phenomenon quietly occurred.
The armies of mechanical constructs, which had been rampaging through the area like rabid dogs, attacking and strangling lone Martial Artists, all began to unanimously and deliberately avoid the region he was in after sensing his unique and powerful aura.
It was as if a special command—"Do not attack this target"—had been written into their base programming.
Qin Feng didn’t immediately throw himself into the chaotic battle for resources. Instead, he first found a relatively secluded corner and concealed his presence.
Then, using the friends channel on the Subspace Network, Qin Feng sent a message to Caesar, who was hundreds of millions of light-years away.
"Caesar, I’ve successfully escaped my pursuer.
However, I can clearly feel that the one from the Holy Spirit Fire Clan, Yan Sheng, left an extremely subtle tracking Seal on me with a Secret Technique.
Luckily, he hasn’t resumed his pursuit for now."
The moment the message was sent, Caesar’s reply came through instantly.
"That’s good."
Caesar’s voice carried a hint of relief, as if a great weight had been lifted.
"My previous speculation must have been correct.
The primary target of the Ten Thousand Races’ Celestial Pride is to hunt down the top 100 powerhouses on the Human Race’s Combat Power rankings.
Your name dropped out of the top 100 on the Combat Power rankings a while ago, so he won’t waste too much time on you for now.
He just marked you, treating you as a ’backup target’ for the future."
"I estimate that as soon as your name appears on the rankings again, that guy will probably follow the Seal and come after you immediately.