This Precious "Gift" Could Buy the Legions' Friendship After the Great Birthday Celebration

In the Fourth Layer Space of the "Nation of Disorder," Nimrod listened to Akurduana's report.

[Perturabo's Iron Circle robots had changed more than I remembered. He seemed to have drawn some inspiration from the alien technology within the Blackstone Fortress.]

Leaning against the Throne, he looked down at Akurduana, who knelt in the black mist beneath a black robe. With a thought, the Space Apes in First Layer Space began to act, using the Basmemanik's metal hide and other alchemical ingredients to brew the Sequence 6 "Dawn Knight" potion.

Akurduana had completed his "Infiltration" mission and could advance to Mid-Sequence. His physique would undergo a drastic transformation.

"You did well."

As Nimrod spoke, a bottle filled with transparent liquid as radiant as the morning dawn floated before Akurduana.

Akurduana reverently accepted the potion with both hands, raised his head, and drank it. Specks of dawn began to flow across his body.

Crack!

His black robe exploded as Akurduana's body rapidly expanded and abruptly rose.

A moment later, Akurduana reined in his spirituality. His body had grown by an entire head, leaving him half a head taller than Barban Falk in his Tyrant Terminator armor.

The lines of his powerful muscles were more slender and rounded than those of Thierry Vieira, commander of the 8th Legion.

Akurduana bowed and knelt. "Thank you for your gift, my lord."

"Prepare a weapon you have used for a long time and offer it to me."

"Perturabo has come to trust you. Remain at his side for now."

"I shall follow Your will."

After sending Akurduana back to the real world, Nimrod was just about to return himself when two indistinct prayers suddenly sounded in his ears.

He extended his spirituality and touched two spheres of spiritual light.

"My lord!" Bukayo Arshavin, commander of the