These Royal Guards of the Holy Soul Sect were different from other elite Necrontyr.
They were not like killing machines, but cold warriors with emotions of their own.
The way these warriors looked at those crowned killing machines held a trace of pity.
Their kin had not received the New God's favor and possessed no awareness at all.
That was an extremely sorrowful thing. Before Biotransference, every member of the Royal Guard had been among the dynasty's most elite and noblest warriors.
Most of them had come from minor noble families, undergone strict training, and possessed lofty honor, ideals, and convictions.
Yet after Biotransference, they had all become killing machines, trapped inside metal cages.
Everything was void.
Fortunately, the Holy Soul Sect and the Emissary had brought the great New God's favor, so their spirits were no longer empty, and life had gained meaning.
They once again felt the existence of honor, gained freedom and time beyond war, and could have space for their own activities.
Other Royal Guards, however, could only lie in cold tombs until their masters needed to use them.
"We are warriors, not tools," a Royal Guard of the Holy Soul Sect thought as he straightened and raised his head.
With the New God's help, they had already reclaimed part of their spirits from the evil C'tan.
These beings believed that once they possessed emotion and awareness, they could become better warriors.
And that was indeed the case. Ron had already discovered that after the Royal Guards gained emotions and independent consciousness, they could coordinate to use more precise tactics and unleash greater strength.
Moreover, through the deepest-layer Personality Protocol, he could still maintain absolute control over them.
However, for now, his Royal Guards still could not compare with the Crown-bearer's guards. The gap in their