Kilsager and Chat Groups

"What are all these things?" Warspite asked, standing at the feet of the Hercules mech.

"As you can see, it's a mech." Killer Sage ruffled the hair of the Hammer Demon that had run over.

Warspite carefully examined the Hammer Demon, which looked obviously strange, and thought to himself: This guy doesn't look like a normal living being at all; he looks more like some kind of mechanical creation.

However, if you had to say what it resembles, it might have some similarities to the Iron-Blooded Mechanical Dragon.

However, no matter how you look at it, Warspite seems to be different from the ship's equipment style that Kearsarge should have.

Just then, a deafening roar came from afar.

Warspite looked in the direction of the sound and saw a terrifying, grotesque-looking skull-like vehicle rumbling past them.

The massive vehicle resembled a moving hill, with each wheel taller than a person.

As the Skull Lord moved forward, it left behind a long trail of flowing, molten lava, like a burning fire serpent winding its way away.

"This...this is also a mecha?!" Warspite was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped. She pointed with trembling hands at the departing Skull Master, her voice stuttering from extreme surprise.

The terrifying design was beyond her imagination; it was something that no known power on Earth could possibly possess.

Killer Saber nodded thoughtfully and said slowly, "Hmm... the Devil Engine could perhaps be considered a type of mecha..."

As she spoke, she fell into deep thought, seemingly trying to figure out exactly what the difference was between the Demon Engine and traditional mechs.

After a while, he looked up and continued to explain: "I think the biggest difference between them is probably the pilots. Ordinary mechs usually require humans or other intelligent beings as pilots to operate them; while the demon engine is piloted by demons themselves, and not only that, these demons also serve as the energy suppliers."

“The Devil Engine isn’t something that’s easy to control. A normal mech is enough to handle most situations,” Killer Sage said, frowning. He wondered to himself, could it be that Warspite had developed a strong interest in such a dangerous and powerful thing as the Devil Engine?

However, she was clearly unaware of war-weariness and the true thoughts and feelings of the ship girls she represented at that moment.

"Could you please show me your ship equipment?" Warspite stared intently at Kearsarge, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

In fact, from the conversation just now, she had already begun to have some doubts about Kirsage's so-called ship girl identity.

"Uh... well, I'm afraid that's not convenient for the time being." Killer Saber winked playfully, but secretly chuckled to himself.

You should know that if she were to activate the ship equipment mode at this moment, the unsuspecting Warspite would probably be instantly thrown into the vast space.

"Why?" Upon hearing Killer's reply, Warspite's expression immediately turned serious, and her eyes became even sharper, as if she wanted to see through Killer's appearance and directly into the secret hidden deep within her heart.

Kirsaëns calmly patted the massive Genesis ship and explained with a smile, "The reason is simple: the Genesis itself is my true form."

Upon hearing this, Warspite was taken aback for a moment, then nodded as if he suddenly understood.

So that's how it is; I was actually inside Killer Killer's main body the whole time.

Thinking of this, Warspite couldn't help but feel a little amused and exasperated, but at the same time, he felt even more curious and eager to explore the mysterious and unpredictable Kearsarge.

"Are you even a ship girl?"

“Yes, and not entirely.” Kirsage smiled at Warspite, cupping her face in his hands. “I’m on your side, Ms. Warspite, whether you want the world to burn or to drive out all the Sirens.”

"Ugh." Warspite made an uncomfortable sound as his cheeks were squeezed together.

Bismarck didn't know where Warspite had gone, but when she returned, she had become someone Bismarck had never seen before.

Warspite's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, glistening with moisture; a few drops of clear saliva clung to the corners of his mouth, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle or encountered something unforgettable.

"Ah!? Senior, what's wrong?!" Bismarck was shocked and jumped up from her seat. She rushed to Warspite and asked anxiously, "Did that guy named Kilzach do something terrible to you?!"

Her eyes revealed a hint of anger and concern. If that were the case, she would definitely not let the person who dared to bully the war-weary person off easily.

Warspite gently wiped her slightly flushed cheeks, muttering angrily, "Hmph, it's that annoying Killer Killer! She always likes to rub my face, it's so annoying! And what's worse, she's much stronger than me!"

As she spoke, Warspite pouted, looking all wronged.

However, despite her indignant expression, Warspite looked so adorable and alluring that her words seemed to carry little weight.

Especially when she looked at Bismarck with her big, watery eyes, it almost melted Bismarck's heart.

“Senior…” Bismarck couldn’t help but swallow, letting out a low groan.

At this moment, she felt an uncontrollable impulse surge into her heart, wishing she could immediately pounce on the senior she had always loved and kiss her passionately.

But reason ultimately prevailed over emotion, and Bismarck gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the surging desires within him.

"Contact the Academy of Sciences for me. I also need to go out for a while." Warspite was unaware that her secretary and deputy were plotting rebellion. The mech that Kilsager had given her was far more technologically advanced than any other faction on Earth.

"Yes." Bismarck patted his cheeks and answered Warspite seriously.

"How can there be such a powerful ship girl?" Warspite placed the cryogenic chamber on the table and then lay down on it as well.

Azure Star: Everyone's got nothing to do...

Renault: Don't talk nonsense, I'm still at war.

Kilsager: In the process of terraforming the planet.

El: If you have nothing to do, why don't you come and develop mechs with me?

Taracin: Ah, if you have nothing to do, my museum would be happy to have you.

Azure Star: I don't want to be an exhibit.

Warspite: You can come and help me...

War-weariness: Forget it.

Azure Star: It's alright, we're just fighting the Sirens. I'll drive the Makurag's Radiance over to help.

Tina: The Radiance of Macragge can't be teleported, right?

Kirsage: Actually, we can teleport now, otherwise how did our ship get back?

Tina: Really?

Tina: Then I'll go with Mountain Array to help Uncle Renault fight the God of Darkness.

Azure Star: I'm here to help you! @WarWarSickness

Warwear: Isn't that going too far...?

After reading all the descriptions of the Macragge's Glory in the group chat, Warspite felt ashamed. She only wanted to defeat the Sirens; she didn't want the world to burn! Do these group members have a fear of insufficient firepower?!

Group Customer Service: The bug has been fixed. Group members can now purchase newly summoned units from the group shop.

Warspite found the group shop and then she saw her summoned unit.

Krillin: I released the Ultra Warrior...

Azure Star: Krieg?

Tina: I got a Tau Fire Warrior?

Tarachin: Why are there still ordinary Chaos believers?

Renault: The Necromancer!?

El: Hey! I'm the Raider Titan!

Kearsarge: Where's the Warspite old lady? @Warspite

Warwear: What the hell is this "Heavenly Burning Divine Weapon"?!

There's something wrong with this chat group! What would a pitiful, weak, and helpless ship girl like her need this thing for!?