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"Esteemed Terran forebears, twenty thousand years ago, you came here and fought against nature, contended with wild beasts, and spent twenty thousand years carving out a new world for our people.
"Your achievements are beyond question. Humanity stood at the pinnacle of the universe because of the struggle of pioneers like you!
"Yet times have changed. Twenty thousand years have passed. The great humanity whose edge even the former overlords of the universe had to avoid has now fallen into decline and a life-or-death crisis.
"At the height of humanity's glory, the Xenos who had only dared bow their heads in submission and become playthings have now bared their fangs and revealed their ambition. They want to tear a huge chunk of flesh from mighty humanity!
"This is humanity's greatest crisis. We must gather all our strength and carve out living space for our descendants through battle!"
His voice echoed through the mausoleum, but no one answered him.
Fifty Knight Mechs of various models were wedged tightly into the walls. Their Electronic Eyes were dim, having not shone for ten thousand years.
Yet Li Qinwu always had the feeling that something within those black eye sockets was watching him, judging him.
If someone with reverence in their heart had felt such gazes in this mausoleum, they would likely have turned pale with fright. But Li Qinwu remained utterly fearless and shouted:
"I came here today to rob graves!
"At a time when humanity stands at the brink of survival, every grain of rice and every gram of steel should become food in a soldier's belly or a sword in their hand.
"Esteemed forebears, you possess indestructible bodies of adamantium and iron bone, and hold swords that can pierce anything. Are you willing