Two mechas collided violently as they crisscrossed, or to put it more precisely, the Counterattacker forcibly grappled its opponent at the cost of enduring a heavy blow from Thunderbolt, gripping them with both arms and refusing to let go, even in death.

Xia Mu realized something within his heart; his strength was almost exhausted, and he could no longer continue the fight. However, he didn't want to lose; this time, perhaps the very last in his life, Xia Mu pressed the self-destruct button.

Apophis was still young, and his mind had sharply recognized the problem when he realized the opponent had locked onto him, but it was too late.

Goodbye, parents, grandfather, and you, the Blazing Legion... forgive him for not making it to the end, but as a soldier, there are times when you must confront death.

In that moment, Apophis's gaze seemed to pierce through everything until it finally settled on the distant battlefield. At last, he closed his eyes silently, faintly hearing the familiar roll call of the barracks and the calm voice of the legion commander.

"Apophis, hey, you can't die on me. If you're gone, who's going to take care of the Blazing Legion in the future?"

It was as if he could see Feng Yi patting him on the back, urging him on with his usual teasing tone... Apophis smiled silently. With a thousand words to say, in the end, he closed his weary eyes and silently drifted off to an eternal sleep...

Boom...

In slow motion, a raging inferno engulfed half the sky, and even the ground seemed to tremble faintly.

Many in the Saudi Federation's viewing area sat up straight, staring incredulously at the scene before them... No one could have survived the ferocity of this explosive shockwave.

No one had expected the battle to end in mutual destruction, a thoroughly terrible outcome.

"Xia Mu!" Jiu Ling's mind went blank; she had never considered that Xia Mu, who always cherished his life, would have the courage to do this. Idiot, such an utter fool, truly the biggest fool in the world!

At this moment, Black Edge's emotions showed visible fluctuations, while Revenant No.3, akin to a dead man, remained indifferent, for he was but a machine of war.

Kexiao put a gentle hand on Jiu Ling's delicate body, "Stay calm. This was Xia Mu's own choice. Moreover, he may not necessarily die."

"What do you mean, Xia Mu may not die?" Jiu Ling immediately stopped her grief upon hearing this.

"I'm just speculating. Xia Mu might have ejected from his mecha a moment before the explosion..." Kexiao's voice was unusually calm as he replied. Without finishing his statement, he stood up and walked out of the viewing area. As for whether Xia Mu was alive or dead, that would be up to his fate. In fact, Kexiao also wanted to say that Apophis might not necessarily be dead either, because in that instant, he had a vague feeling of something.

Rescue teams from both sides arrived at the scene soon after, swiftly gathering the wounded. The living must be found, and the dead must be accounted for. Fortunately, as Kexiao had suggested, Xia Mu was indeed alive, though his condition from the blast's impact was far from optimistic.

On the other hand, the situation for Apophis inside the mecha was different. With such a massive explosion, not a trace of him would have remained, much less any debris.

The results of the battle were quickly determined after a short while. Considering Xia Mu's survival, Saudi was ultimately declared the victor; however, whether he could keep his life was still uncertain, and people began to realize the brutal aspect of the Mecha Battle tournament for the first time.

The mood in the Federation's sector was exceptionally heavy. The opposing pilot had also paid a significant price, and whether he could fight again was questionable. But the news of Apophis's death in battle was particularly heart-wrenching. The Military Department had already made contact with the Blazing Legion and informed them of the events. The matter of notifying the family was temporarily put on hold.

Firstly, there was no sign of Apophis at the scene, not even a strand of hair. Secondly, the existence of this warrior had indeed been somewhat special. Once favored as a candidate for a super soldier by the higher-ups, people have different paths, and Apophis's ambitions lay elsewhere. Coupled with the issues of personal influence, the Military Department decided to settle things down for the moment and, therefore, publicly issued a fruitless message that fell on deaf ears.

Even with modern mechanized labor, the restoration of the battlefield would take time, as the damage from the battle was indeed extreme, especially the final explosion. The excitement of the Mecha Battle tournament was somewhat dampened as a result of the unforeseen outcome. Of course, other factions were more than happy to hear this, as the tournament had seen countless casualties from the start, but it was the first instance of a star-level warrior being killed.

But Apophis was neither the first nor would he be the last; with the tournament progressing, it was expected that such incidents would only increase. In particular, top-level battles often end with one party completely incapacitated or killed, which is not a new phenomenon in the world.

After some time, the second battle duly arrived.

Fiddling with a dagger in his hands, the blade leaped continuously through Feng Yi's fingers, tossed into the air and caught in a repeated cycle. He didn't continue to watch the battle; instead, he called out to the person lying in the bed when he thought the time was about right, "Wake up, you've been asleep for three hours."

Fingers twitched first, then Apophis abruptly opened his eyes and sat up on the bed, startling Feng Yi with his uncharacteristically sudden movement.

"Am I already... dead?" Looking at his hands, Apophis surveyed his surroundings warily, realizing he was in a motel. Upon seeing who had come, he recognized the legion commander.

Not expecting death to feel like this, Apophis particularly remembered seeing Feng Yi in his hallucination right before dying. He had wanted to talk, but time simply didn't allow it; his weary body could hardly keep his eyes open. All he wanted was a good sleep while waiting for death's countdown.

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