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[Level: 2]

[Strength: 5th Rank (7 million)]

[Description: Infinite Purgatory exists independently among the Asterism, a special realm for the deceased.

It lures the brave souls of the dead from among the stars, casting their spirits into Purgatory, granting them the bodies of a hundred ghosts to fight and wage wars.

The Purgatory Asura is a Legendary Overlord within the Infinite Purgatory.

He has long forgotten his past, immersed in endless savage battles, leading a horde of ghosts to sweep across the stars, crushing one powerful enemy after another, reveling in the thrill of slaughter.

Over the long years, countless civilizations have fallen under his blade, becoming part of Infinite Purgatory.

Even in the distant past, as a nascent Asura, he still honed his martial prowess to its peak, capable of vanquishing all challengers.]

[Friendly Reminder 1: You may leave the abyss at any time (requires one minute of preparation time).]

A dim red sky overhead, the sun as if veiled by a shadow, sheds crimson light without a hint of warmth.

On the vast expanse of land below, buildings and hills alike have been leveled by mighty forces.

At a glance, countless fierce monsters can be seen fighting one another.

Even with their heads chopped off or bellies sliced open, they still charge forward with their weapons, showing not the slightest hesitation.

The planet seems to have been transformed into a bloody battlefield, delighting some supreme being with its endless carnage.

At the center of this boundless Purgatory, the ground rises high to form a circular, extended range of hills.

Or rather, an arena crafted on a massive scale.

On one side of the arena, towering more than twenty meters high and donning a suit of blood-gold armor, a six-armed Asura with a fierce red face and sharp teeth sits upon the throne.

He looks at the ghosts continuously fighting in the arena, a flicker of boredom in his eyes.

These weak confrontations no longer excite him.

When will a worthy opponent appear?

Just then, not far from him, a pitch-black rift suddenly opens, and a deep-blue, three-headed dragon creature falls through, flapping its wings slightly before landing on the ground.

Seeing this, the Purgatory Asura’s eyes gleam, and he rises from his throne.

He opens all six arms, speaking cheerily.

“Welcome, mecha pilot from another world!”

As his voice spreads, the fighting in the arena comes to a sudden halt.

The oddly-shaped ghosts stop their battles and, with weapons in hand, run adeptly toward the circular hills, taking their seats on stone blocks like spectators.

The next moment, they lift their weapons high, creating a wave of cheers.

“…Your little place here has quite the atmosphere,” Jiang Chen says, piloting the three-headed dragon mecha, his gaze captured by the spectacle.

Indeed, these Purgatory ghosts, relishing in battle and unmatched in strength, see the mecha pilots challenging them as worthy opponents to sharpen their martial skills, and so have even crafted this rudimentary arena, offering a corresponding respect…

Even the audience is divided into two camps.

To the left, fans of the Purgatory Asura shout, “Go Lord Asura,” “Kill this mecha pilot, pierce through his mecha, tear apart his frail body!”

To the right, the supporters of the mecha pilot shout, “Brother, give it your all, slay this Asura!” “Although I didn’t beat him before, I believe you can do it!” “Brother, your mecha looks strong, go for it!”…

Could it be that those on the right were mecha pilots who couldn’t defeat him before and, after dying here, became part of the hundred ghosts?

While Jiang Chen is momentarily perplexed, he also marvels.

Look at the presence of a high-level legendary overlord!

Unafraid of any challenge, he even kindly provides a battleground and readies a cheer squad.

Those like the Prehistoric Winged Fiend, who prepare the Eye of the Storm and resurrection means, fear being slain by a mecha pilot and are instantly outclassed.

No wonder Infinite Purgatory has become the greatest calamity of the Purgatory level.

Such presence and ability are truly exceptional.

The Purgatory Asura steps forward, flames spontaneously appearing in the air, lifting his feet as he descends the throne to enter the arena, speaking amiably.

“Mecha pilot, where are the rest of your mechas?”

“You surely don’t have just this one feeble mecha, do you?”

“Otherwise, there’s no way you can defeat me.”

Giving preparation time?

“…Uh, just a moment,” Jiang Chen replies, somewhat thrown off by the Purgatory Asura’s politeness.

He decides to call upon the mecha soul within him, releasing the abyss atmosphere through the inverse scales of the three-headed dragon mecha.

Instantly, the Origin and Steam mechas appear at his side.

Including the three-headed dragon mecha, all three mechas are equipped with intelligence modules, capable of autonomous action and self-fighting.

Jiang Chen communicates with the three mecha souls through his Mechanical Soul trait.

“This overlord is very strong, with a strength reaching 7 million.”

“He is the challenge target for this period.”

“As a form of training, I will provide attribute enhancements through mecha soul communication and will not directly engage in the fight…”

“If you fail, don’t be discouraged, just come back and try again.”

Like the modules that Yuu awakened during her advancement, the combat experience of a mecha can also affect the awakening effects of the modules.

Since it’s all about accumulating attributes, Jiang Chen decides to first let the mecha fight on its own.

He’ll just be an accessory.

“Alright, Zero will take care of defense! Yun, Yuu, look for opportunities to strike!”