Wartime.
A corner of the City of Infinity.
At the spot where Bishop Lockhart's mech had crashed, the God-Slaying Armor had smashed directly into a residential building. The damage was not too severe, but the hatch had already been violently torn open, with blood splattered inside.
Not long after, a tiny cloaked spacecraft flashed past.
The City of Infinity was in utter chaos at this time. There were not only Guardian forces, but also the Clan Council, Lucia, and troops brought aboard Li Long's own ship.
The appearance of this tiny spacecraft drew no attention whatsoever.
"Is this really going to be okay?"
Aboard the cloaked vessel, Bishop Lockhart's face was somewhat pale. It was not an act. With his body having deteriorated to this extent, piloting the God-Slaying Armor in battle truly meant risking his life.
"Lord Lockhart, trust us. We're professionals at this sort of thing." A middle-aged officer said solemnly, "Please rest assured."
Lockhart nodded, his heart unsettled.
He did not want to face death, but the lifespan of the Infinity race was limited... He had only become a Temple bishop five years ago, and had only tasted the flavor of power during the final stage of his life.
His fear of death had even made Lockhart willing to join the God's Guard Knight Order... even if he had to become a tool.
But the requirements for becoming a God's Guard knight were far too high.
Therefore, when Fleche secretly approached him, he hesitated... Fleche's offer was simply irresistible to a man who had devoted his entire life to the Infinity race.
Cloning technology, memory duplication, even the Life Bank... When one possible path after another for breaking through the Infinity race's lifespan limit was laid before Bishop Lockhart, all he had to offer in return was