"Are all the combat robots produced by this stellar factory muscleheads? The Purple Giant is ferocious enough, but this Cybertron General is no less formidable."
Watching the mechanical satellite in the distance, Little Collector 0019 muttered to himself.
"But the Purple Giant is a direct descendant of the Ancient Machine Elder. From the moment it was born, it had a perpetual-motion engine of Red Giant strength implanted in it, allowing it to perform stellar-lifespan-level repairs and fight at stellar-strength levels. What does this Cybertron General have backing it, that it can oppose an entire group of military servers by itself?"
As a hired hand of the Xie family, Little Collector 0019 had long seen through the family's true nature. The so-called pureblood mechanical family and high-orbit industrial clan were merely façades. Its true identity was a military-grade server centered around the Xie Family Ancestral Shrine.
As it happened, Gao Gong's current identity was also that of a server—and a planetary-level server at that. In terms of rank, he was even above a military server.
However, the Cyber trial grounds had long since been revoked. Even if they had not been, the title of Cybertron General might not carry any weight in this region dozens of light-years away.
The moment Gao Gong stepped out of the spaceship, he shot across the sky like a meteor, heading straight for the mechanical satellite's control center—the Xie Family Ancestral Shrine.
This naturally triggered the satellite's defense systems to counterattack on their own. Dozens of armed space stations surrounding the satellite locked onto Gao Gong simultaneously, and red alarms blared.
Yet in the next moment, a higher level of operating authority took control of those armed space stations. Their orbital cannons had just emerged from their steel shells when they retracted again.
For a