Moving to the Red Ocean was like a breath of fresh air. She belonged in this dwarf galaxy. She was like a fish to water.
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As long as a drone mech spread out its Sparrows and commanded them to buzz around in random patterns, it became difficult for most ranged mechs to shoot all of them down!
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"What I need is a fast way to extract whatever valuable energies from their bodies and convert them into instant cultivation gains."
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The bright blue nanosuit gave off the impression that he was a silly superhero. He only needed to add a cape to his ensemble to complete his transformation!
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Ves suspected that the Tarrasque was powerful enough to fly in a planetary environment as well, but she would obviously have to strain her flight systems way too much in order to prevent her heavy hull from crash landing.
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"Do not pity the mech or its creator, Helena. All creators must be prepared to endure these tribulations in their struggle to create ever more remarkable works. The more they try to break the rules and reach beyond their limits, the more the heavens will push back against their defiance. Creations that cannot withstand punishment have no right to occupy so many resources and pollute the environment."
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The Invictus suddenly became the most handsome and magnificent god mech as it fearlessly approached the ancient phase whales and shrugged off all of their attacks!
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Even though they were both god pilots, the Light of Sol was considerably older than the female leader of the Transhumanist Faction.
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Each strike significantly shook the parts of the spatial barrier as if they got struck by projectiles that were ten times more massive!
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Ves was currently a creation cultivator and a body cultivator. While they entailed two completely different forms of growth, they covered drastically aspects of himself. Their overlap was minimal and did not interfere with each other.
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Commander Casella Ingvar grimaced as she recalled her own nightmare. "At least a star is lifeless. What I had to fight against was a corrupted version of the Trampler of Stars. The alien had come back to take revenge against our expeditionary fleet. Nothing could stop him. Our ace mechs crumbled in front of his collisions and the remainder of our forces shattered as soon as he began to shake the fabric of space. The entire star system seemed to tear apart due to how extensively the phase lord destabilized the entire area. No amount of Commandeering and empowering on my part made any difference. I had no solutions."
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Besides, destruction was a difficult force to control. A mech pilot who had no special affinity with this element had a high chance of suffering an accident!
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"I think the Fist of Defiance actually possesses the greatest understanding of people out of the leaders of the Survivalist Faction." Ves said. "Does that mean he is an ideal leader? Hardly! He is a god pilot! If such powerful figures are anything like expert pilots and ace pilots, it is that he is incredibly stubborn about the matters he cares about. It is nearly impossible to compromise with these stubborn fools. Everyone else constantly has to be careful about getting dragged into a powerful warrior's personal crusade. Is the Deep strike Plan truly about saving humanity by going on the offensive, or is it just a half-baked excuse for the god pilot to throw the strongest punch at the native aliens before we inevitably succumb in this impossible war? I think the true answer lies somewhere in between."
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He couldn't even figure out whether these ancient entities were alive or dead!
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ch 5235 Tug of War
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"I do. Any further conflict is… unproductive." The powerful but defeated woman spoke. "I… retract my Unity Plan from consideration."
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Atashkada
"You know my words are true. Don't deny it, prince. Aren't Rubarthans supposed to be faithful adherents to meritocratic ideals? One of the essential components of a functioning meritocracy is to accurately identify and acknowledge faults. Do not tell me that your dad is a model of a good parent. He is the exact opposite! Since the father is such an awful human being, why should the son still look up to him? This is such a silly situation that I do not know what you have been doing all of these years!"
The Mech Touch
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