People gathered in the docks of the commanding heights were waiting, and the reception hall was filled with docking facilities, which was the main port of the docks.
The space surrounded by the metal dome is comparable to a small world, and the gravity coating makes the inside of the sphere a reversing cave. On the top of the head, the ground bent into a complete sphere. This grand scene is an amazing display of the magical craftsmanship of the mechanical teaching.
A beautiful jungle that connects the cylinders to the center, with a floating dock at its top, and the huge lighting panels adorn the interior with binary patterns, writing to everyone who sees the power of the mechanical gods until the distance squeezes them into a light yellow glow.
The satellite-facing structure leads to a huge cable highway, extending all the way to the central hub pipeline.
Opposite the cable, there are a large number of pores that open into the void, and the stars in the distance are dyed light blue by the shimmer of artificial aura.
Apart further there are the anchored void ships, locked on the dock, and in the middle are a large number of giant robotic arms and cranes, mixing into a forest of steel.
The crowd faced the center of the greeting hall, where there was only a landing platform with gold-plated and bright red fabric dragged down.
The broad holographic flag rolled up and down around it, periodically shattered into swirling electron particles as hundreds of servo skulls pass through, and the hymns of praise overshadowed the continuous binary chant and numerous Gothic announcements.
There is a holographic screen that is the size of a house showing the platform to the crowd.
Just at the electromagnetic spectrum frequency that is invisible to the naked eye, countless data transmission packets are stirring throughout the space.
Curiosity is permeating the crowd. After all, most people, even members of the Mechanical Cult, will find it difficult to see the legendary Superman Warriors defending the Empire once in their lives.
Not to mention, among those warriors, a battle leader.
The entire empire has less than a thousand battle captains, which means that most people have almost zero chance of seeing a battle captain in their lives.
Finally, curiosity reached the apex before a certain aircraft entered the port.
Both the scanner and the buzzer are focused on it, showing an enlarged image on the screen - this is a Thunder Eagle, very common in all battle groups, painted in silver grey of the Astral Knights without much decoration.
The most conspicuous one is the Imperial Double Eagle above and a double sword crossing upwards.
As it flew into the greeting hall and landed on the platform, the crowd became more curious.
With the hissing of steam, the thunder eagle sat upright on the platform, exhausting exhaust gas from the exhaust pipe, while the servants were busy with their work silently.
The cockpit windows were pitch black, the beacon lights were turned off, and the soul of the machine was silent.
Soon, the rotating warning light flashed at the rear of the spacecraft, and with the hiss of the balance of atmosphere, the huge rear ramp descended.
The gathering of mechanical teaching members were waiting in a terrible silence.
With a clang, the ramp fell heavily on the apron on the deck. The thick red light lit up the inside of the spacecraft, making it impossible for any form of vision to see more than one meter inside.
Everyone's eyes widened, and those mechanical prosthetic eyes were also adjusting the focal length frantically.
Suddenly, a team of fully armed human figures appeared from the red interior of the spacecraft, as if they were walking out of the thick fog.
They were all terrifying giants. The first person to come out was a smiling warrior with a handsome face and short golden hair. He stared vigilantly and swept the entire hall, then nine more warriors walked out.
The other soldiers wore helmets and stood in a row on the edge of the ramp after leaving the cabin.
Then Soshiyang appeared.
He was wearing a specially made ornate etiquette armor, with an iron-gray cloak behind him, and the armor was covered with scriptures and medals. His face was exposed to everyone's eyes because he was not wearing a helmet. An iron halo was hanging from his head and a long sword hung around his waist.
The face of the battle leader was both tough and terrifying. He seemed to be arrogant without being angry, but he would not be too forced. Every pair of eyes in the audience stared at that face, and his eyes could never be taken away from it.
"Zhao-Akhada."
Soshiyan spoke out loudly, but his voice spread farther than the mortal who roared with a horn.
"I am Soshiyan Alexey, the commander of the Knights of the Astral Realm. Today I am here to witness your efforts. I also feel very much that your hard work has been exchanged for the last twenty years of hard work, and your hard work has brought about a sharp blade of the empire, and it will soon slash hard towards the necks of those heresy and aliens!"
Just as he opened his mouth, a giant ship covered the dome through hardened glass.
It is surrounded by a large number of construction machinery, and dense pipelines and beams seem to support the scaffolding of a large group of workers and engineers.
If you look closely, you can see the church rising high from its ornate hull, its spire extending towards the stars like curved fingers. Compared with other types of warships in the Empire, the bow of this warship is not so sharp. A huge golden double-headed eagle is spreading its wings, and its wings are surrounding the huge bow.
The huge macro cannon barrels on both sides, divided into two rows of upper and lower rows, shining against the backdrop of distant stars. The huge cannon seats sat on the angular metal blocks, covered with various viewpoints, implying that there are countless operating rooms inside.
The laser arrays are densely arranged along the central axis of the back and abdomen, and in their gaps, the spires rush out from numerous sub-decks, dotted with more small weapon arrays and torpedo compartments.
The powerful weapon gives it the terrible sense of violence that its owner has.
At the stern, the huge exhaust hood glowed in the bright light of the heated engine, seemingly preparing to release enough thrust to force the battleship to leave the satellite.
From a distance, the engine's spout is so huge and terrifying that after staring at it for a long time, it seems that rationality will be swallowed up in the unfathomable darkness.
This battleship is a large Avenger-class cruiser captured by Soshyan in the Battle of Gages.
The Avengers class is a relic of the early fleet tactics of the Empire. It was designed as a front-line breakthrough ship. It is a powerful but extremely simple battleship, usually deployed in the form of a squadron under the surround protection of frigates and light patrols.
As the fleet faces the enemy, the Avengers will advance at full speed and reach the core of the enemy fleet.
Once she enters the predetermined position, she will use the heavy weapon arrays on both sides to continuously fire at the enemy and exchange fire with the enemy ships at close range.
The large Avenger-class weapon array is very terrifying, about 1.5 times that of other warships of the same tonnage, and can cause serious interference and damage to enemy fleets at close range.
Simply put, it has only one tactic, rush up and beat the enemy up.
After obtaining this warship, Soshiyan did not immediately repair and renovate it because of its weak strength and its relatively "poverty".
Until twenty years ago, after the Knight of the Astrology had developed, he secretly contacted Zhao Akada, the founding world, hoping that the other party could take over this contract, and he would guarantee that he would give the founding world sufficient reward in the future.
Now, the warship has been repaired and rebuilt, and he has also received a reward that can satisfy Zhao Akada.
And what satisfied Soshiyan the most was that in the past twenty years, no one except the staff in the dock had known about the existence of this ship.
His enemies will not know in the future.
"Here, I name it, Eternal Loyalty!"
At the same time when Soshyan formally confirmed the name of the battleship, several engineering ships flew to the bow of the battleship and began to inscribe the high Gothic language on it with high-energy lasers.