I have a Synthesizer

Kahn looked at the bottle that Progett had drawn and finally nodded.

"I've seen this bottle before."

Progett smiled. As one of the founders of the Jay Society, it was normal for Kahn to have seen the bottle.

"I know what you're guessing. Don't think too much. This bottle is very dangerous. Bring them to me, and we'll be even."

"That bottle can control our souls. Once someone holds it in their hands, we become slaves to the bottle's owner.

This effect is irresistible. How about it, aren't you tempted?"

"Since the bottle's effect is so powerful, aren't you afraid that after I get the bottle, I'll turn around and attack you?"

"Do you think anyone can use the bottle? The contents of the bottle are the crystallization of magical biology from ancient times, nearly ten thousand years ago.

It represents the highest wisdom and power of our era. If everyone could use the contents of the bottle, the world would be in chaos."

Progett laughed again. Her words were a bit much, but this time Kahn wasn't angry.

"It seems I really am terrible. Not only is Asmond stronger than me, but he also possesses qualifications that I don't."

"No, Asmond isn't qualified either. He can use the contents of the bottle only because he possesses the mark.

If you were the president of the Jay Society, you should be clear about these things."

Kahn nodded, didn't continue talking with Progett, but opened a space channel and left this place.

......

Klein and the others had already gathered in the potion rest area. Most people were prepared quickly. The main person they were waiting for here was Eric.

After all, it had been two years since they had seen the First Princess, so they had to let him have a moment of tenderness.

Just as they were about to set up a barbecue stand and eat something, Eric actually came back.

Moreover, he was completely different from his usual carefree appearance, frowning all the time, not knowing what he was struggling with.

Klein saw Eric looking gloomy and stepped forward to comfort him.

"Why so fast? This isn't like you. What happened?"

Eric turned to look at Klein, his face constipated, and after struggling for a long time, he finally spoke.

"She said that when she comes back this time, we'll get married."

"Pfft!" Joe spat out the tequila in his mouth. Not only him, but the others also looked incredulous. Everyone always felt that marriage was too far away from Eric.

"Wow, Eric is going to settle down!"

While Joe was teasing Eric, Klein frowned.

The Great Princess's request could only indicate one problem: the situation in Tyrrellia during these few days of the war was not ideal.

Although it was possible that the three major societies hadn't reached the battlefield yet, but it had only been a few days, and the frontal situation had already reached a point where it couldn't continue without the societies?

You should know that the three major societies are already considered the high-end power of Tyrrellia. They have the strongest professionals, the most advanced technology, and the most top-notch leaders.

And the Grandok side only used the regular army. This is not good news for Tyrrellia.

"Let's go. Getting to the Eastern Border as soon as possible is the real deal. The current situation is probably not optimistic. I haven't participated in a professional's war, so I can't give you any experience.

Everyone should be prepared these days and try not to take risks. We are still young and have a lot of room for growth. I hope you understand what I mean."

Klein's words made everyone silent for a moment, but they were all young people, and they quickly regained their confidence.

Seeing this, Klein knew that they were already mentally prepared, so he smiled and didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the Jay Society, heading towards the Imperial Capital Railway Station.

......

In the Beluga military fortress in the Eastern Border, the main force of the three major societies had arrived. Asmond looked at the wounded and sick all over the fortress and frowned slightly.

The intensity of the battle was somewhat beyond imagination. What exactly was Grandok relying on to dare to attack Tyrrellia head-on like this?

Even if their regular army outnumbered Tyrrellia, the advantage in numbers would be infinitely reduced under the suppression of certain high-end technologies.

The Grandok side must know this, so what exactly is their trump card?

Asmond couldn't figure it out, but he had to withstand the pressure from Grandok. This was a promise to the Empress, and also his own opportunity.

He didn't know what the third-level rule power of Arcane was specifically. After briefly studying it, Asmond felt that there was no clue at all.

So he decisively gave up the idea of upgrading Arcane energy to the third-level rule power.

Compared to self-improvement, hunting a King-level was faster and more convenient.

As long as he restrained Grandok's regular army, then the King-level would inevitably take action. At that time, he would have the opportunity to become the new king.

Asmond said to his subordinate beside him.

"Notify everyone, release the first batch of GTX-1050s, release them all, and put them into battle first."

"Yes!"

After Asmond gave the order, Roger of the Steel Brotherhood also said to the guard beside him.

"Let the brothers cooperate with the Jay Society's magic mechs. You don't need me to teach you the specifics, right?"

"I understand."

Asmond glanced at Roger. He knew what Roger meant. Letting the Steel Brotherhood's people fight around the magic mechs could greatly reduce the casualty rate.

They could rely on the magic mechs to reap kills during battle, and when escaping, they could let the magic mechs cover the rear. This was a very normal tactic.

If it were in the past, he would definitely have mocked Roger, but this time, Asmond didn't do that.

Because the things he was plotting were already different, he felt that his height was already different from Roger's.

What Tyrrellia lacked now were professional experts. Although the Steel Brotherhood and the Jay Society had conflicts, they were now fighting for Tyrrellia.

They temporarily belonged to the same front. Reducing the casualties of the Steel Brotherhood could indeed greatly increase the overall combat endurance of Tyrrellia.

Moreover, the GTX-1050 was already an obsolete mech. It was a very good choice for these mechs to play their due role before retirement.

As for the financial consumption? Sorry, the current Jay Society is not what it used to be, it doesn't lack money.

Asmond once again said to his subordinate beside him.

"Let the GTX-1050 series try to cooperate with the Steel Brotherhood's professionals."

"Yes."

Roger also heard Asmond's order. He really didn't expect that the always stingy Asmond would be so understanding.

"Why did you suddenly change your temperament?"

Asmond looked at Roger indifferently and said calmly:

"You shouldn't be a fool, right? Can't you see the current situation?"

Roger nodded thoughtfully. Of course, he knew what Asmond meant at this time.

"That's right."