Amishir was a race, a civilization—any civilization with its own beacon consciousness was bound to yearn for freedom and progress.
Xia, the previous highest-authority consciousness, had not awakened a sense of self, yet she had recognized the limitations of the Machine Clan. Thus, she understood the dream hidden in the hearts of its members, even if they would never speak of it—no "person" wished to be forever bound by so-called underlying logic, and no consciousness wished to exist eternally under the label of a tool that had been manufactured.
When the silver beacon shone within Luo's heart, somewhere in the void, when Luo's will replaced Xia and she completely became the new beacon, the new decision-maker of the command center, she suddenly understood.
Amishir had refused to join another faction, preferring to lie dormant for ten thousand years in search of an answer. Even at the risk of declining completely through one misstep, it had refused to find another Crown to serve. It was not merely because of loyalty—it was also because of Xia's faint yet ever-present ambition.
"The debt we owe for our creation has been buried deep in our hearts along with the disappearance of the Crown—Amishir should now free itself and advance... down a path that belongs to it, Luo."
Xia's final words turned into pale blue ghostly light, becoming streams of information that flickered in the eyes of every Amishir member—
Luo stood quietly before Rimuru. Silver, translucent radiance swiftly flashed around him, and layer upon layer of magnificent armor condensed into form—Void Information Equipment Teleportation Technology was an advanced civilization technology that combined void information-state manifestation with quantum teleportation. It was also one of the most important methods of reinforcement for powerful technological civilizations.
Phoenix suddenly roared in disbelief, "What are you trying to do,