Anime Crossover: The Small Workshop System's Aggressive Feeding

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For the first time, the three supreme mechanical evil gods felt an emotion called "tricky".

They conquered countless worlds, systematically collecting and formatting countless civilizations and divine systems. They had seen rebels, powerful beings, and beings with all sorts of bizarre abilities.

But they had never seen an enemy like this before.

He won't fight you, won't go toe-to-toe with you, and won't even bother to negotiate with you.

He just sits there and tells you, in a way you can't understand, that your system has a bug.

"That piece of trash, Li Zevheim."

Seraselbeth gritted her teeth.

"The information he provided is seriously inaccurate! What do you mean by 'a world with only ordinary technology'?"

"There's no point in saying all this now. Li Zevheim doesn't understand electronics; he's just cannon fodder anyway, so what if he dies?"

Melvazoa stood up, and His magnificent form resonated throughout the entire temple.

"Since the decapitation operation has failed and external infiltration has become pointless, there is only one option left."

His gaze swept over his younger brother and sister.

"Assemble all available troops and initiate the Genesis Expedition Protocol."

"Since we can't break through from the outside, then we'll descend here ourselves and completely reinstall that world (referring to DXD) from the physical level to the conceptual level!"

Melvazoa's voice transformed into an unquestionable supreme command, resounding throughout the entire EXE world.

"Target: The DXD world. Mission: Thoroughly purify and eliminate all anomalies!"

With his announcement, the war machine of the EXE world, which had been silent for countless centuries, began to run at unprecedented speed, spinning wildly.

……

Dimensional rift.

This is the crack in the world, the end of dimensions. There is no time, no space, only an eternal "silence".

This is the home of Orpheus, the Infinite Dragon God.

But at this moment, this being, once hailed as the "strongest," is like a frightened little girl, tightly clutching the hem of the man beside her.

The arrogance and haughtiness of the past were gone from her eyes, replaced only by an unconcealable panic.

Just now, she witnessed the process of the True Crimson Dragon God Emperor being "deleted." That attack method, which directly modified the "definition" and turned "existence" into "non-existence," completely shattered her pride as a dragon god.

She finally understood why GreatRed had kicked her out of the house and sent her to the DXD world.

That was to protect her.

Given her naive and somewhat foolish personality, if she had stayed here, she would probably have been found by those metal lumps long ago, then "collected," "analyzed," and eventually turned into a mechanical dragon model without any self-awareness.

Zhou Ye stood calmly in this void, feeling the tremors emanating from Orpheus.

He didn't say much, but simply reached out and took her cold little hand in his.

"Ye..."

Orpheus looked up, her purple eyes filled with tears.

"Those lumps of iron...they're all coming at us."

Zhou Ye gently patted her head, as if comforting a frightened kitten.

"Don't be afraid, Orpheus."

His voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable power.

“I’m here.”

"Mmm." Orpheus nodded vigorously, burying her face in Zhou Ye's back, but her hands, which were tightly clenched, never let go.

Zhou Ye raised his head and looked into the depths of the void.

He could sense that a massive "system command," powerful enough to drive any mythological system to despair, was tearing through the dimensional barriers and relentlessly crushing towards this coordinate.

He stroked his chin, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"Finally willing to move?"

"Perfect, saves me the trouble of looking for them one by one."

Chapter 325 This is not a good spoils of war

I don’t know how much time has passed.

In this dimensional rift where there is no concept of time, the concept of "the distance" is redefined.

A crack appeared out of nowhere in the eternal silence.

It wasn't that space was torn apart, but rather that the "background" was forcibly altered. It was as if a perfect canvas had been crudely slashed open with a craft knife by a clumsy apprentice.

Immediately afterwards, a warship slowly emerged from the crack.

A terrifying behemoth, over fifty kilometers long, with its entire body made of dark gold metal and its hull engraved with countless geometric patterns and complex circuits.

Its very existence distorts the surrounding "nothingness." Light, gravity, and even causality become unstable in its presence.

Then came the second one, the third one...

Thousands upon thousands.

Cover the sky.

A massive mechanical fleet, composed of countless interstellar warships of varying sizes—enough to drive any science fiction fan wild—descended upon this dimensional rift that should have been empty.

They stood in a perfectly aligned, orderly formation, completely surrounding the area where Zhou Ye and Orpheus were located. The muzzles of every warship flashed with a destructive light capable of evaporating an entire world.

Orpheus, who was hiding behind Zhou Ye, trembled even more violently.

She had never seen anything like this in her life.

This is no longer war; this is... a civilization's judgment on a single person.

However, Zhou Ye's reaction as the one being "judged" was unexpected by everyone.

He tilted his head back, looking with great interest at the colossal figures filled with science fiction and violent aesthetics. There was no tension in his eyes; rather, it was as if he were browsing a large-scale figurine exhibition.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this flagship has a nice design, kind of like Eden's King. And that one next to it, is it in the style of Macross? Oh, and that one, it looks like a Star Destroyer..."

He stroked his chin, giving his assessment in a serious tone.

"If I could get my hands on all of these, I could travel all over space in them. Hmm, I'd also like to install an open-air hot spring and barbecue grill on the biggest one. Nami would definitely love these shiny behemoths, and Rias and the others could have parties in them..."

He didn't deliberately lower his voice when he said this.

Thus, through various monitoring devices, the signal was clearly transmitted to the bridge of the most magnificent flagship on the opposite side.

The flagship's bridge is larger than a standard football field.

Melvazoa, Regalzeva, and Seraselbeth, the three mechanical evil gods, are standing here in the form of holographic projections.

Hearing the "blasphemous" evaluation from the target's mouth, the most hot-tempered Seraselbeth's arcs on the surface of her machine instantly went out of control.

"What is he talking about? Tourism? Barbecue grill? What does he take our great EXE Empire fleet for!?"

“Shut up, Seraselbeth.”

Melvazoa's deep voice forcefully suppressed her rage.

"look carefully."

His gaze was fixed intently on Zhou Ye.

There are no energy fluctuations.

There was no divine response.

Even the most basic sense of existence is as faint as that of an ordinary person.

He stood there calmly, as if he were facing not a world-destroying fleet capable of crushing countless pantheons, but a pile of roadside trash that he could pick up at will.

This extreme tranquility, ironically, caused Mervazoa, the creator of all things, an unprecedented sense of unease.

"He...is acting very strangely."

Even Rehgarzeva, who was only interested in battle, issued a solemn warning.

"My combat logic processor encountered a large number of unknown and undefined errors when analyzing him. It's as if... he doesn't belong to the rules of this world at all."

"It's not that it doesn't belong to you."

Mervazoa revised his statement.

"He himself is a rule. A rule that we cannot understand, or even be compatible with."

At this moment, a record about a vanished civilization, buried deep within their core database, surfaced in the minds of the three evil gods.

In their long history of conquest, they once encountered a powerful pantheon whose core divine functions were "forging" and "creation".

The gods of that pantheon weren't exactly top-tier in combat power. But they possessed an almost "rogue" ability that made the EXE Empire extremely troublesome.

They can forcibly "analyze" the mechanical creations of the EXE Empire and then "reconstruct" them into their own.

A purification fleet stormed into their world, and in the end, the fleet's command system became the controller for the enemy god-king's backyard. One after another, war machines were transformed into jumping entertainment robots.

That was one of the few battles in EXE Empire's history of conquest that it fought most humiliatingly.

From then on, deities associated with "forging" and "creation" were designated as top-priority targets for elimination. Once discovered, they were to be eradicated completely at all costs.

The man before them felt a million times more dangerous than the vanished god of forging!

And this man... he looked at them as if he were looking at inventory in his own warehouse; "analysis" and "reconstruction" were as easy for him as drinking water.

Can't wait any longer.

We cannot give him any chance.

In that instant, the three evil gods reached a consensus.

"Target confirmed, a Genesis-level anomaly with the highest threat level."

Mervazoana's emotionless declaration resounded throughout the fleet via the flagship's broadcast system.

"Abandon the conventional purification process and directly activate the final protocol."