The 1555th Chapter: 1555, Catch the Shrimp! The Blood Eagle Clan's Warships Need to Get Their Act Together!

Although they were already fairly certain that Lady Elsa was suffering from a severe case of hardware infection, which had likely also dealt considerable damage to her cognitive core—in other words, she was another Juliana, already undergoing corruption.

But after seeing the First Centurion hack the Fallen apart, one axe blow at a time, neither Murphy nor Hetis nor Great Shark could ignore how serious the situation was.

The Sentinels' combat modules didn't contain this kind of frenzied tactical choice. This style had clearly gone beyond the bounds of the Sentinels' "cyber martial arts," to the point that Hetis had no choice but to step in and stop Elsa from going berserk.

Get a grip, damn it! The other sisters are watching!

"Elsa! That's enough!"

Hetis, one arm severed, stepped forward and barked:

"She's already dead!"

"Heh."

The First Centurion gave only a light, cold snort in response.

She brought down one last axe blow, splitting Juliana's head in two through her dimming demonic eye.

The elite Sentinels nearby couldn't help turning away—not just because of Lady Elsa's brutal fighting style, but because the Fallen's corpse had undergone a truly alarming transformation. Her body contained not only the lubricating and maintenance fluids used by mechanical life-forms; among the shattered machinery, they could clearly see disgusting clumps of flesh.

The power of Chaos's shadows was transforming the sacred machines, making them more like creatures of flesh and blood. This could weaken the Sentinels' unyielding mechanical minds and free their forms of life from the restrictions of dogma.

Most importantly, the Creator's machines were poorly suited to Chaos's power. Only true flesh-and-blood structures could best withstand Chaos's blessings.

It was hard to say what kind of form the Chaos shadows had intended to make Juliana into, but to the Sentinels, the transformation