Royal Road
Chapter 1134 The Truth About Machine Warrior Pilots
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"UUUAAAGGGH! NOOOO! I… MUST PREVAIL! HUMANITY… FOOD!"
The Anomaly screamed in agony as its entire body was burned by the flames of the demons I had stolen these from.
Humanity is food?
That you, an abomination born as a parasite, must prevail?
Don't make me laugh, you filthy piece of alien shit.
Get the fuck out of here!
"Burn in hell! Humanity will survive, you motherfucker!"
{God-Killing Celestial Piercing Strike Echo}: [Heaven-Splitting Demonic Celestial Piercing Star]!
FLUOOOSH!
My spear suddenly seemed to absorb the radiance of the stars of the cosmos itself, growing to a tremendous size.
The demonic flames, celestial light, and starlight all converged, setting the spear ablaze and making it grow dozens of times larger.
And then…
A gigantic spear of stars, demonic flames, and holy light engulfed the Anomaly, ending it once and for all.
BOOOMMM!!!
The explosion was so powerful it rapidly disintegrated the entire being, at the same time as sending a beam of azure, crimson, and golden light across the cosmos.
The swarm of Xenoids right behind were quickly disintegrated as well, as the large Drone that was producing them, it resembled a whale-like being.
Well, it was all dead anyways!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"Good."
I was able to control the attack's trajectory, quickly finishing off the last Xenoids and finally ending this damned day.
Crack, crack…!
CRASH!
However, in that moment, I saw the spear I was holding shatter into pieces, and so most of the armor covering my Machine Warrior, although the other combined parts remained, giving my Machine Warrior a unique look compared to everyone else.
"Is everyone okay?" I asked, glancing at the surviving Pilots. "A lot happened and many died, but those that survived will be able to tell the tale and improve. Come."
However, as I tried to call them, they all remained still, glancing at me. I could tell they were fine, but why were they just staring?
"T-That was incredible…"
Someone finally spoke.
And then…
"Yeah, what the hell?"
"Blake… was that Blake?"
"He's amazing…"
"I can't believe it… Is he our actual hero?"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
"Holy shit, that was like those cartoon shows of super robots."
"Yeah, it felt like the whole genre of our world changed to Super Robot instead of Real Robot…"
What the hell are these bastards talking about?
"This is not fiction, its real life," I said. "Now come with me if you don't want to remain in space forever."
As I flew back to the mothership, I regrouped with my large army of pilots, led by Patrick, Emilia, and Hermes, who had done an amazing job as well.
"Woaaah! That was amazing, Blake!" said Patrick. "I can't believe it! It was incredible! How you did all of that, and then that and that! Y-You're like a real-life hero! Like Super Gigamax!"
"Super Gigamax?" I asked. "Who is he talking about?"
"Ah! Yes, there's some resemblance…" said Hermes. "Super Gigamax is… well, a cartoon, a series of a young man named Amemiya that pilots a red colored machine warrior called Super Gigamax… It is a nonsensical robot with powers that were definitely impossible to achieve…"
"I see…" I nodded. "And you're comparing me to that?"
"Yes, there's no doubt," nodded Hermes. "Your abilities simply go beyond logic… Hence, it feels like you're the pilot of a Super Robot Saturday Morning Cartoon."
"Uhhh…"
They were weirding me out now, I decided to ignore them for the moment.
"I love the new look!" said Emilia. "However I've noticed your Machine Warrior has gained a lot of wounds, I happen to specialize on repair and retrofitting machines, so let me help you get it to good shape later!"
"Sure," I nodded. "Thank you, Emilia."
"I can't believe you've never seen Super Gigamax before, Blake!" said Patrick. "It's one of the few cartoons we could see on our development stages."
"Development stages?" I wondered. "I don't recall any of that… Hm."
I suppose memories from before I arrived in this trial aren't included, but only basic information about some things.
"Wait really?" Patrick asked. "Well that's a bit weird but don't worry, I could show you that series we all loved watching and…"
"No thanks, there's no need to go so far…" I said. "But thanks. I'm more interested in this development stage… Was it when we were children?"
"Kind of," said Patrick. "I'm surprised you don't remember your childhood dude…"
"Well, I guess the reason he changed might have been some sort of memory loss, Amnesia, that restricted Blake's personality…" said Hermes. "I've had that theory for a while…" Your next read is at empire
Hermes is indeed very smart; I suppose I did well in keeping him around and close by.
"Maybe," I nodded. "But I believe we grew quickly?"
"Not completely," said Emilia. "There's a growth pace. To make our creation quick, we are still cloned as babies instead than full grown adults… Over the course of a year, we grow to our current ages and appearances. We go through a very quick childhood where we absorb all information we see and are taught by the robots in the nursery."
"Interesting…" I nodded. "So who are our parents? Who are we cloned from?"
"Usually donors from the citizens… Or so I've heard," said Hermes. "Usually they even get paid to donate, hilarious right?"
"A bit…" I nodded. "Hm, what will happen to us once we arrive in our terraformed planet."
"Probably continue defending it on space, I bet," Patrick said. "Hahh… I'm tired. Aren't you tired, Blake? That powerful Xenoid you fought as really weird!"
"An Anomaly, as I call it," I nodded. "It was indeed a very strange one. It was originally an infection that grew on a pilot and then fully blossomed into a new Xenoid. It contained the pilot's memories and some of his personality mixed with it, making it exceptionally smart while also being strong."
"Oh wow that's screwed…" said Emilia. "So at the end you had to…?"
"He was already dead," I explained. "So there's nothing to feel guilty about… for now. Let's go back, we have to rest and report what we've done and seen to Henriette."
Like that, the third day's battle against the Xenoids ended.
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