In the end, none of them managed to figure out what race the Ghost Captain actually belonged to.
He clearly had a mechanical body, yet he could use psychic abilities. Such an inexplicable form of existence undoubtedly shocked everyone present.
Surely even Gaia, the leader of the Machine Race, had never heard of such bizarre abilities?
This only made the All Things Unity Society seem even more mysterious to them. After all, if even a legendary being like him was only Bronze, what about Silver? Gold?
Could one of them kill me just by looking at me?
"Lord Pirate King, what do you intend to do with this fellow?"
Messiah pointed at Grim, who was still pinned to the floor, her tone more respectful than before.
"Lock him up for now. As fellow psychics, we have plenty of 'common interests'..." Nie Yun smiled.
A psychic from the Empire-now that was excellent research material.
Judging by Grim's performance, his mental power was nothing remarkable in terms of quantity, but he seemed to have some unique expertise in its applications.
Nie Yun wanted to know just how far Grim had climbed up the "Phantom Energy Technology Tree"...
Grim read the ill intent behind that smile, and a chill ran through him. He tried to struggle, only for Madmen to knock him unconscious with a chop of the hand.
"Assign Mechanical Guards to watch him. Without the Lord Pirate King's orders, no one is to approach his cell!"
With someone this dangerous, even sending a person to deliver a meal might give him a chance to turn things around. The best solution was to have "magic-immune" robots deal with him.
In a sense, the Machine Race really was the natural enemy of psychics.
Only after Grim had been taken away did Golden Fang