In Ron's field of view was the virtual image of that female Necron Phaerakh.
Unlike other Phaerakhs, she was not a rack of bones. Instead, she possessed a crystal-clear female body with a beauty all its own.
Simply put, she was a roughly five-meter-tall Mecha-girl with an excellent figure, one that very much suited certain Tech-priests' interests.
That included Ron himself. He suspected that, because of his mechanical Clone Body, he had developed a certain aesthetic preference.
Of course, it might also have been the influence of the Authority of Pleasure and the authority of life and reproduction, which left him with little aversion when it came to crossing species lines.
And he was very open-minded about it.
"Hiss, Necrontyr culture still has its merits. 2D/Anime Culture fans would go wild!"
Ron sighed with considerable feeling.
After all, in the private boards of the Mechanicus Forum these days, Tech-priests were often sharing images of Mecha-girls.
A Mecha-girl like this, with the elements of a female Phaerakh and mature older woman combined with a stunning figure, would most likely be welcomed by the Tech-priests, who would then leave a comment like "may a good person live a peaceful life" or "I'm good now."
But none of that was the point.
According to the intelligence, this Necrontyr female Phaerakh named Fahra had a fanatical attitude toward reverse biotransference.
Moreover, her thought logic was relatively stable. She was not obsessed with war and was not overly aggressive, making her suitable for him to try making contact with her.
Then he would develop her into a believer of the Holy Soul Sect.
"Sav—Lord Divine Envoy, we have failed your expectations and are willing to accept punishment!"
At that moment, Zabok and several Necrontyr nobles hurried over, placed their hands on their chests, and bowed