Extreme Star Domain, Demet Star Zone, Pandora Galaxy, Pai Shang Star
Madias, the cavalry and heir of the DuPont Derling family, is trying hard to keep his spirit in a state of high concentration.
He was firmly bound in the mechanical throne of his knight, the Scorpion Sword, and the nerve socket on the throne was inserted into his skull enhancer, and the plastic-steel composite belt hugged his body tightly.
And the Knight itself, this huge humanoid war machine, was also locked in its armor, one of three looming metal giants, occupying the landing deck of the transport ship.
For this battle, the entire family returned to the battleships in orbit space for a week to repair, and they were put into the battle again and would go straight to the core of the battlefield.
The Knights and their foals will sail to the battlefield on four dedicated landing ships, while Madias will ride on a ship with his father, Lord Olga, and another brother, Oufor.
Everything is fine, but Madias personally has a little trouble. He mainly controls a knight mecha that originally had its owner. It is also a big challenge for knights who are not very experienced.
First of all, the knight in the throne feels a sense of loss, which is a bit like a man standing with his back to the curtain, knowing that just behind it is filled with dozens of whispering strangers, who may reach out and grab his shoulder at any time, but in fact there is nothing.
Or, it's like staring at a mirror, looking at the reflection of your own eyes in the mirror.
After the feeling of loss, there is a sense of dislocation, like embracing countless thoughts and dreams, and can only endure the chaos caused by realizing that none of these spiritual fragments are your own.
He tried his best to rationalize this feeling, but in the end he exacerbated his nausea.
But Madias must tighten his nerves and fight against all strange feelings. If he cannot even defeat his physical obstacles before the battle, or control his throne, how can he win a real battle on the glorious battlefield?
He knew that his brothers were not very satisfied with him becoming the heir, and many people were waiting for him to make mistakes.
Moreover, he didn't want Oufur to be satisfied by seeing him fail.
"Madias, an exciting dive, right?"
Oufor's voice crackled on the communications network.
Of course, he was very excited.
"Yes."
Madias said reluctantly.
"Ha! I heard a little discomfort in your voice, Madias?"
"Thank you...you care, brother, not at all."
Madias replied, pressing his gloved fist against his lips.
But that strange feeling still existed. His Knight's soul responded with a sarcastic internal gear rotation, and a slight vibration passed through its body steel plate and passed to Madias.
"Stop talking"
A firm and old voice came.
"Little hairy boy, we are about to enter the war zone, don't joke."
"Sorry, father."
Oufore's voice became humble, and his knight, the citybreaker, leaned his helmet with the low chirping of the servo motor.
"I won't be distracted."
At this time, Madias's thoughts were interrupted, and the soft emerald lights in the Knight's cockpit flashed with angry red. A shrill sounded across the landing deck of the airborne cabin. Each Knight's ears were received through the audio receiver on the outer shell of the battle uniform.
Under the chanting of the mechanical priest, the landing propeller is activated in turn to further increase the pressure.
Madias began his final examination, and as he communicated with the Scorpion, a large amount of information flowed through his nerve jack.
Runes rolled over his retina, his vision expanding to accommodate everything a knight's external perception array can see, for an untrained mind, it would be a violent overwhelming experience, a false perception and a madly mechanical invasion.
For Madias, this is an enhancement.
First, there was an adrenaline surge, and then focused on a highlight, the strange feeling disappeared, and the webbing and belt that wrapped around him became tight.
His body turned into steel and ceramics, his heartbeats like a thunderous plasma furnace, and his senses turned into bird diversion instruments and loading shunts.
At that moment, Madias merged with his knights, and he knew he wanted to fight.
Although there is still a sense of alienation in this, this can only be resolved with time.
"Two minutes countdown!"
The landing ship was slightly tilted, and the artillery bombardment outside of vision shocked it.
The spacecraft drew a long and wide curve in the atmosphere and flew towards the landing area. Even the center of gravity of the heavy Knight Mech drifted.
The armor made a slender and sharp sound under the filling fixture, and the huge machinery swayed, making both Madias' perceptions blurred.
Suddenly, a big hole was blown out of the wall, and scattered fragments passed through the tiny soldiers. Fortunately, no Knight Mecha was hit.
The dazzling fireworks of the battle reflected the spaceship from the cracks. A terrifying hell dragon was fighting with more than a dozen aircraft of different colors. The armor was broken and not far from destruction.
"......Cast my sword with my blood."
Madias' teeth were creaking, but he was extremely calm.
Then, everything came to an abrupt end, and the strong shock terrified everyone on the ship. The knights fell to the ground, and the soldiers all fell on their backs, and the shock wave even passed through Madias' metal body.
The giant hinge began to move, and the hatch doors on the bow and stern of the landing ship were slowly opening.
They must act quickly, because they are now easily attacked, and by then the knights will die without fighting in the landing ship.
However, the movement of the hatch door is so slow.
After anxiously waiting, the hatch door finally opened completely with difficulty.
The constraints on the knight's arms, legs and torso were all removed, and the connecting cable was also interrupted.
Just outside the cabin, the fierce bombing of the fleet was pouring down like raindrops, and all the enemy troops were driven out of the landing area.
"My boys!"
Grand Duke Olga shouted.
"Get out!"
As the giant two-legged war machine broke free from the shackles and prepared to start the war, gas gushed out of the hissing stream, and the runes locks flashed between amber and green, the mechanical priests began to make their final prayers, and their voices gradually changed from the low before to high.
"The reactor power is 100%, and the sacred equation is being realized. Praise the gods of all machines, praise the Omnisaiah who walks among us, and praise the driving force that drives everything!"
What Jihun needs at this time is not comfort, but motivation and excitement!
In the shadow of the cave-like deck edge, the electric brazier ignited a raging flame, and Madias was shrouded in the thick plates of the landing ship's shell, and heard a sound of an automatic horn, low and magnificent.