Kilsager and Chat Groups

"Wow!" El stood excitedly in Killer's mech hangar, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "This place is simply heaven!"

He was deeply attracted by the dazzling array of mechs before him.

Kirsagh smiled as she looked at El, and she could feel El's love for mecha.

She said gently, "Would you like to build your own mecha?"

Upon hearing this, El's eyes widened, his face beaming with surprise. He immediately leaned closer to Killzae and asked eagerly, "Really?"

Kirsage nodded firmly, then raised her right hand, palm up, and HLN-A stood quietly to her right.

She said, "Of course. HLN-A and I will fully support you and provide you with assistance."

El was so excited he almost jumped for joy. He exclaimed, "Great! I can't wait to start building my own mech!"

At this moment, his heart was filled with anticipation and longing, as if he could see himself piloting the mecha he had built himself, soaring through the sky in the future.

Meanwhile, in the chat group, Dragon King Renault was enthusiastically sharing his thoughts.

Renault: I just slack off at work, how did I become the Dragon King?

Renault: It must be because you guys aren't slacking off enough. Come and learn how to slack off from old Renault.

Azure Star: Only Uncle Renault would be so bored as to chat in the group.

Azure Star: No, it's about getting rid of the work chat group.

Chen Huijie: Uncle Renault, if you're free, could you help me with some documents?

Renault: !

Renault: Are you even speaking human language?! You're telling old Renault to find another place to work overtime!

Azure Star: I'm not saying anything more, I'm off hunting.

Chen Huijie: I just took over as city lord, and I have a lot to do, so I'm posting anonymously.

Kilsager: In the Elne mech, do not disturb.

Renault: Sigh, busy, everyone's busy. It's good to be busy.

Nobody cared about Renault's comments about lonely elderly people; the group members all had their own things to do.

"Look, El, this is my largest mech." After receiving El's request to visit the special mech, Kilsager first led him to her largest mech.

El looked up and was speechless with shock at the enormous metal body before him.

"A Titan of Emperor caliber sculpted according to my own ideas," Kirsaj proudly introduced.

The Emperor-class Titan stands a full 150 meters tall, like a steel mountain.

Its cockpit is located in the upper center of the entire Titan, as if it were the heart of this war behemoth.

Above the cockpit was a magnificent church filled with various cannons, like a solemn sanctuary.

The weaponry of the Emperor-class Titans is truly astonishing.

Its left arm is a giant rotating beam cannon, its dark muzzle radiating endless pressure; its other arm is a giant ion cannon, flashing with dazzling light.

Its two towering legs supported this behemoth, which could hold a large number of infantrymen, while numerous cannons protruded from the towers like deadly fangs.

The Emperor-class Titan is not only a terrifying war machine, but also a work of art imbued with sacred aura.

Its body is covered with all sorts of religious patterns, which seem to contain mysterious power.

The battle flag flew high above the church, fluttering in the wind, displaying its majesty and glory.

Countless ribbons adorn this sacred machine, making it appear even more solemn and magnificent.

Standing at the feet of the Emperor-level Titan, Aiur looked up at this colossal being, a feeling of indescribable awe welling up in his heart.

He felt as insignificant as an ant; in the face of this war machine, human power seemed so trivial.

"An Emperor-class Titan is a massive mobile fortress, and it can also be the command center for a war," Kirsage proudly explained to El, referring to it as the creation she had spent the most time on.

"It is powered by an energy element and has a core Tek reactor, requiring only one operator."

"It's... truly a terrifying war machine." El marveled at the magnificent steel behemoth before him, but he preferred mechs similar to Gundam.

"Now let me show you a real-world test," Killer said excitedly, completely oblivious to the fleeting look of embarrassment on El's face.

"Hmm! I want to see!" El had respect and love for all robots, even if they weren't his favorites.

"Okay, then you can drive it this time." Killer Killer picked up El and carefully placed him in the driver's seat.

"How do I start this?" Al sat in the driver's seat, looking at the dazzling array of buttons in the cockpit, feeling a sense of bewilderment.

He looked at Kirsar with questioning eyes, hoping to get some guidance.

“Just talk to it,” Killer Saber replied with a smile, his eyes sparkling with anticipation, before he left.

El took a deep breath and said to the console, "Start."

"Boom!"

The melodious chimes echoed in the air, accompanied by waves of devout prayers that surged toward El like a tide.

El seemed to see circles of believers kneeling before that enormous Emperor-class Titan, their heads bowed, hands clasped together, and faces filled with piety as they worshipped this great divine machine.

"Ring the bell once! Push the lever to start the piston and pump." A solemn and deep voice rang in El's ears, like the chant of a mechanical bishop.

Al was jolted and immediately began searching for a lever, but to no avail.

However, at that moment, he heard the sound of the piston starting, a crisp and powerful sound that made him wonder.

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over every corner, but he still couldn't find any suspicious people or things.

"Ring the bell twice! Press the button, start the engine, ignite the turbine, and inject life."

This time, El clearly felt the machine beneath him begin to shake violently, as if a powerful force was awakening.

He could sense that the Emperor-class Titan was gradually regaining its vitality; its eyes were slowly brightening, and the giant cannons on its body were beginning to adjust their direction.

"Ring the great bell three times! Sing in unison, praising the god of all machines!"

Al's heart pounded faster and faster. He gripped the armrests of the seat tightly, feeling the vibrations emanating from the machinery beneath him.

Suddenly, the entire Emperor-class Titan began to hum, an awe-inspiring power gathering and surging within it. El's eyes widened as he stared at the scene before him, his heart filled with awe and anticipation.

The prayers gradually grew louder, transforming into a passionate song.

Ael sensed the Emperor-class Titan's wrath, and the energy emanating from the reactor caused his heart to resonate automatically with it.

A powerful urge surged within him; he wanted to tear everything around him apart.

Accompanied by the heavy tolling of bells, the chanting of ten thousand people transformed into concrete language, encircling El:

"The soul of the myriad machines of the god surrounds you!"

May the might of the myriad machines enter your body!

The hatred of the myriad gods drives you on your journey!

"By the grace of the God of Machines, you shall be revived!"

El felt a wave of dizziness, and his blood rushed to his head, as if it would overwhelm him.

Just then, a chilling aura suddenly swept over him, like a cool spring pouring over his head. El couldn't help but shiver; the burning passion in his heart was instantly extinguished, replaced by a sense of coolness and tranquility.

The cockpit door suddenly opened, and Kearsarge walked in.

She walked over to El, looked him over carefully, and her eyes showed concern.

She said softly, "'Divine Strategist' just told me that your body temperature is too high. Would you like to rest for a while?"

Kirsa's eyes revealed deep worry, clearly indicating his great concern for El's health.

El shook his head, indicating that he did not need to rest.

At this moment, he was filled with intense interest in the Emperor-class Titans and couldn't wait to step onto the battlefield with them.

Seeing this, Kirsa nodded and then turned and left.

Before leaving, she turned around and told El, "Remember to tell 'Divine Machine' if you have any problems."

El nodded in agreement, feeling somewhat excited.

After Kearsarge left, El couldn't contain his excitement and said to the screen in front of him, "'Divine Machine,' set off!"

Standing outside, Kirsage witnessed everything, a meaningful look in her eyes, but she remained silent.

She watched silently as El piloted the Imperial Titan into the distance, lost in thought.