God Emperor’s Angel of Death

While waiting for the arrival of the Terra mission, Soshian was not idle either. Although there was still a lack of materials and personnel, part of the maintenance work for the Mark of Victory had already started.

The first thing is the outer area. The boundary formed by the metal cables adjacent to the dock is surrounded by a group of welded drones.

In order to inspect each damaged area, maintenance personnel disassembled most of the armor so that the decks are directly exposed in the sky, but soon they will be covered by heavy ablative armor plates. Only the most powerful space weapons can penetrate.

Inspectors floated between the steel grids, rushing to open the semi-finished partition before filling the payload.

The priests of the mechanical teaching hurried through the cavity of the big Zhang, shunting binary instructions everywhere, evaluating and measuring while commanding.

Soshian spent two hours driving the shuttle to tour the Star Fortress as a whole, shuttled between the steel cliff and the cabin between the arc flash.

Loken was accompanied by Soshian. He walked at a leisurely pace, doing his best to show everything, obviously he was extremely proud of being able to preside over the work.

"We spent a lot of time recovering, sir, thanks to the internal structure design drawing of the Ramirez-class star castle provided by Mars, we were able to work so smoothly."

The shuttle turned on an invisible axis, then began to climb, gliding between rows of half-finished decks.

Occasionally, a avenue opens, allowing people to get a glimpse of the heart structure of the fortress. The complexity is daunting.

Soshian watched all this, silent, but his eyes deep in his face took everything in the entire scene.

Loken knows very well that when he is in this mood, it is best not to speak up.

This chapter chief is studying this fortress, just as he studies every weapon he possesses-looking for flaws in it, and evaluating its formidable power.

"These parts will be completed in a few weeks."

The shuttle passes through a circular opening that is opening, exposing the pillars of a hall, as if full A rib against the starry sky.

"At that time, this will become your strategy research room, sir, by the way, we have expanded the space of the center to accommodate more arrays of thinkers."

Soshian leaned forward on his seat, placing his elbows on his knees.

A larger hall slowly entered the field of vision. The dome made of armored glass was inlaid with concentric circular arch beams. The elevator was rotating in the center line. A large number of thinkers’ computing cores were drawn into the dome under the dome. Groove.

There are thousands of slave laborers working in this space alone, most of them can barely be called humans, and at the same time you can see that Lovelace is commanding .

The deck of the shuttle trembles, and it seems that it has been impacted by some kind of atmospheric interference, and the observation window is temporarily filled with cracks caused by static electricity.

"The short burst of oxygen under the action of gravity."

Loken explained.

"In order to get a closer look, would you like to land, my lord?"

Soshian nodded agreed, still studying the superstructure around them, staring at the beams and skeletons. The pillar is like a priest who is tearing apart the flesh and blood of sacrifices for divination.

The shuttle fell towards the illuminated deck, and a teardrop-shaped cloud of air that kept vibrating at a survivable temperature enveloped the latter, and the worst part of the background radiation had been eliminated.

Then, the shuttle's support extended outwards, and steam clouds overflowed the matte gray deck below.

At the bottom of the unfolding slope, a delegation of Mechanical Education is waiting. A phalanx of 20 Guardians with long-handled combat scepters was accompanied by a lame Mecha-Cult monk in a scarlet uniform.

This person has a swollen rib-like mechanical chest, under which is a crab-like sliding device, and his face is a smooth mirror-like mask.

This is the messenger of Zhao Akada.

"Soshian Chapter is long, welcome."

The messenger is named Jailzinho Zavala, a sage of Zhao-Aqada, he The replacement of the previous messenger also reflects Forge World's emphasis on the transaction of the Alliance of Misery.

In fact, they value not only this single transaction, but also the friendship of the entire misery alliance, especially Soshian expressed that the alliance hopes to have more cooperation with Forge World in the future, even after signing the contract , Zhao Akada posted it immediately.

One is to rejuvenate the world, but suffers from isolation and helplessness.

One is to recover vitality, but a penny stumps the hero.

One has wealth and the other is powerful, and the two sides naturally hit it off.

Although Zhao Akada can't fully undertake the restoration of the entire Starcastle, they can at least let Starcastle restore some functions first, and others can take time to do it slowly.

"Master Zavala, you have worked hard."

Soshian extend the hand arm, gently hold the other's raised robotic arm, and then look around.

"The progress is faster than I thought."

"The main reason is that this area has not been severely damaged, and the only work that takes time is purification."

Led by the Master Master Zavala, they entered a rotunda with a diameter of 130 meters.

The lobby was emitting gentle rays of light at this time-although Soshian could not find any obvious light source.

Except for a fan-shaped section, the walls of the hall are mechanically polished rock. The polished and reflective properties of the rock look like marble.

The non-stone wall looks like an internal light source emitting rays of light. A curtain of naked eye invisible energy sways and jumps in front of this wall, in a multi-spectral enhanced vision. Revealing the charming rainbow light.

This is the central hall that has been enlarged and transformed. At present, only the most basic work has been completed. Those walls are a huge display screen, which has the functions of visualization and projection at the same time.

There is a leaf-shaped arch in the center of the wall, and a numeric keyboard and a rotating wheel are installed on the simple gate.

Soshian walked over and stood in front of the energy scene and turned around to look at Ilzinho Zavala.

"I met the priests of Mars a few days ago. They seem to have prejudice against certain Forge Worlds of Storm Star Domain, and even call some of them as wizards, do you know?"

Obviously, Soshian's "some world" refers to Zhao Akada.

In fact, this is not a lie. He did communicate with the representative of Mars. The other party did not like Zhao-Akada this world, and he did call the technology priest above “wizard”.

"wizard? No, I don't know, but what is the difference? In the end, ignorant people will still mistake sufficiently advanced technology for witchcraft."

Zinho Zavala narrates without a trace of emotion.

"A long time ago, we used to be ahead of all the worlds in our era in certain technological advancements. At that time, we also entered into a contract with Qianzi."

"This I know, maybe for this reason, you are disgusted by Mars?"

"It doesn't really matter."

"How did you lose your technology after that?"

"No, it's not missing."

The multispectral eyepiece of the tech sage made a slight ka ka sound, indicating that it was turning.

"We voluntarily gave up those technologies."

"Why?"

"Because it was too dangerous, our ancestors tried to use technology to create a The superhuman consciousness...the consciousness will not be bound by the laws of nature. It can twist those laws into what they want. All their struggle is to make it a reality."

"Sounds... indeed quite heretical."

"So they gave up."

Soshian looked at the tech sage and didn’t know how Is it really wise to be involved with the marginalized Forge World?

But then, a briefing interrupted his thoughts.

"My lord, Tyra's envoys have left Asia Space Node."