Pungent droplets dripped through gaps in the steel. The bleach-based liquid did not fade the Mechanical Soldiers' robes, because the fireproof material could also resist corrosive liquids to a certain extent. Led by the equally drenched and acrid-smelling Mars Sage, the wet Mechanical Soldiers marched toward the black-painted Pegasus Heavy Assault Transport on the landing pad. At the rear of the formation followed a four-meter-tall Automated Combat Robot. Every hybrid of machinery and flesh moved in perfect unison, as if they were a single person. In truth, they were all under the command of one individual. Every thought converged into a local network command chain. The Mars Sage could fully manipulate the Mechanical Soldiers' movements and even link to their Mechanical Implantations, seeing what they saw and hearing what they heard.
This Fortress-type Automated Combat Robot was the result Epsilon-Rodney-Radium 223 had secured from Constantine—or at least, that was the truth according to her circuits. She told Constantine that she had conducted extremely complex calculations for this mission. Through the Laplace Divination System, she determined that adding a Fortress-type Automated Combat Robot would raise the mission's success rate by 7.4 percent. Thus, she requested the deployment of a Fortress-type Automated Combat Robot assigned to security near Royal City Castle and placed its control under her command chain. Whether it was because he wanted to avoid this troublesome Mars Sage or because Constantine truly believed her, he actually handed the Fortress-type Automated Combat Robot over to her.
"The probability of this should not have exceeded 0.1 percent," Mechanical Soldier Captain Alpha-Bronze 02 warned. "Possibility one: as flesh-and-blood beings, the Praetorian Guard inevitably made an error. Metabolic byproducts caused dead code to appear in the Praetorian Commander's thought circuits. Possibility two: the Praetorian Guard has another objective. According to publicly available database