Sora charged into the mechanical planet without hesitation.
Although the other side most likely had an ambush waiting, he believed that under absolute strength, a so-called ambush was nothing but a joke.
His overwhelming strength gave him absolute confidence.
"This is—"
Floating in midair, three feet of white light burst from his eyes. Under the effect of this "Imaginary Number Light," every mechanical operation was laid bare before him.
Inside a continent-class shipyard, hundreds of thousands of mechanical arms carved alloy keels. In another unmanned workshop, an assembly line was mass-producing starship hulls. Following the line forward into the main assembly workshop, a half-completed Tier-3 starship was gradually taking shape.
"Huh?"
The Federation was not known for its starship technology, but it was still an interstellar civilization. Manufacturing ordinary interstellar warships was no problem for it.
Among them, the "Psionic," "Heavy Armor Transformation," and "Misa" starships were all quite renowned even outside the Federation.
If Sora remembered correctly, this mechanical planet specialized in "Heavy Armor Transformation starships."
Yet what appeared before him now was a completely different kind of starship. A heavy turbine-type lightspeed engine hung at the rear, while propulsion baffles clung to its body like wings. Mechanical platforms openly displayed their formidable firepower. As for the central rotating cabin and landing-gear structure, there was no doubt that the ship's interior contained a large number of troop compartments.
At first glance, this huge starship looked like a "hiltless dagger." It had almost nothing in common with the Federation's three standard designs. It looked more like the wild style of a space pirate, because it had directly abandoned a starship's most basic and most important defensive capability.
But its engine was a "Lightwheel Heavy-Type 4000," its control console was a "Morbi Mind Console," and its mechanical weapons platform was a