At this moment, at the wedding, all the Mechanical Race in the entire city gathered together, joyously celebrating with a banquet. In the square, tens of thousands of large tables were set up, all seats filled. A vast amount of precious food and drink was laid on the tables, available for the Mechanical Race to indulge in. Previously, even a seven-star experts would rarely eat such delicacies, but this time they were freely supplied. The weddings of the Mechanical Race are ultimately somewhat different from those of humans. They seem to feast and drink their fill first, and then carry out the ceremony. Moreover, the thousands of banquet tables were still not enough, requiring two rounds of banquets to cater to all the Mechanical Race, and many hadn’t come yet. At that time, the ceremony would be personally hosted by the [King] for the groom and bride. The process hasn’t reached that point yet, the [King] hasn’t appeared. During the banquet, these Mechanical Race members drank "fine wine" and ate "delicious food," sincerely blessing G7 and the others. G7 and Phantom were roaming between tables "toasting." It seems G7 and its friend Phantom have quite the popularity; the blessings from the Mechanical Race appear to be heartfelt. However, the joy of the Mechanical Race isn’t just because of G7’s wedding or the grand feast. An important reason was that the [King] had already announced that after the wedding, the gates to the Manifestation Space would be opened immediately, leading to the outside world. Then, all the Mechanical Race would lead free and easy lives. This truly was double happiness, with all the Mechanical Race immersed in an atmosphere of bliss. The Galaxy Battle Armor also sat by a large alloy table, surrounded by a few beautiful and petite mecha, eating and drinking. It was particularly enthusiastic today because the banquet food was extremely delicious. Moreover, it wasn’t prepared food but was served in a self-service barbecue style. Partially prepared foods and various condiments were placed on the table, allowing oneself to cook these ingredients into delicacies, which made the Galaxy Battle Armor feel very fresh. The Galaxy Battle Armor hadn’t eaten such good food before, and once it started, it just couldn’t stop. Plus, with a few beautiful mecha as companions, it was even more enjoyable. However, it was slightly dissatisfied. The companions at its table were a bit too few, only three or four mecha were accompanying it, unlike the liveliness at other tables... But the Galaxy Battle Armor only thought about it casually and didn’t really voice any complaints. The food was delicious, the company was beautiful, what more could it want on G7’s joyful day, it didn’t want to dampen the mood of its friends. So soon it forgot the slight discontent, becoming absorbed in the atmosphere and unable to extricate itself. It almost forgot that today was a decisive moment! Just then, Su Yu opened a channel to the Manifestation Space leading there. Su Yu and the ten Fusion People saw the scene of the banquet through the passage. They immediately felt relieved. This group of Mechanical Race still had the mood to eat and drink, indicating that the [King]’s secret plot had not reached a critical stage yet. Whereas on the human side, combat power had been maximized. Ten Fusion People, ten Fusion Mecha. Such powerful combat power, against these Machine Race only interested in eating and drinking, wouldn’t it be a massacre? Indeed, this would lead to inevitable victory! The prophecy was not wrong! "These beasts, today we will turn their day of joy into a day of mourning!" The ten Fusion People spoke coldly. Countless faces flickered across their faces, each carrying a searing hatred. In the entire Manifestation Space with a population of over a million, except for some infants, everyone else had fused into these ten. These people were of one mind, and their emotions of hatred multiplied by tens and hundreds of thousands, instantly erupting to the extreme. It’s conceivable that once these ten Fusion People made a move, it would be earth-shattering! As their bodies moved, they donned the ten Fusion Mechas. At the next moment, they were about to fly out of the passage, unleashing their millennia of accumulated hatred on the Mechanical Race! But at that moment, Su Yu suddenly exclaimed that something was wrong! He realized the situation didn’t seem right! The [King]’s plan hadn’t been inactive; it was nearly completed! Even the Mechanical God’s fate observation had been deceived! Causing Su Yu to only just discover it now. "Wait!" Get full chapters from 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥 Su Yu quickly stopped them. At the same time, he shrank the space passage to the size of a washbasin, preventing the ten Fusion People from going out. "Mr. Su Yu, what do you mean by this?" The ten Fusion People were stuck in the shrunken passage, unable to get out, and couldn’t help but anxiously ask Su Yu. Su Yu noticed that these individuals seemed a bit off in their emotions. With their strength, plus wearing Fourth Rank Fusion Battle Armor, they should be able to break the space passage. Yet they didn’t seem to realize this at all, just squeezing in the shrunken passage, scratching their heads in frustration. Like fools, holding a stick horizontally at a door, not knowing to turn the stick, and so getting stuck unable to pass through. It appears the side effects of the fusion were greater than anticipated. Under normal circumstances, it’s fine, but now with their hatred stirred up, the extreme emotions of ten million people stack up, becoming quite terrifying. Simply put, it lowers intelligence... The fusion of ten million didn’t create a genius with ten million times the intelligence. Instead, it created a fool with ten million people’s emotions... Su Yu secretly shook his head, understanding that great power always comes with some cost.