146 Necrontyr

"Unbelievable."

Hades said, staring without blinking at Ferrus before him. Ferrus sensed something unusual—his backend was blaring alarms.

For a moment, Ferrus Manus had absurdly detected a trace of killing intent, one directed squarely at her by Hades the instant he saw the consecrated core aboard the ship.

But in the next moment, that killing intent vanished as though it had never existed.

"..."

Hades silently circled the fellow before him—a thing piled with holy candles and gold ornaments that could barely be called a computer case. His brows knotted together, and he seemed to have something to say but held it back.

"...Very creative."

Hades opened his mouth, then ultimately decided to preserve a little of Neos's dignity in front of Ferrus. After gaining access, he had just inspected the underlying code and pulled up the operating calendar.

One look was all Hades needed to know—

He could not understand it.

Hades would swear that he would never call this pile of stuff code. It was practically a miracle of idealism.

It was like a laptop with a battery snapped onto it. You could not just decide it could run and have it actually start running.

This was even stranger than Neos breaking off part of a chip and replacing it with flesh or a lump of soul. Logic itself had been twisted, and Hades did not even think these logic gates still operated according to their original rules.

Yet strangest of all, Neos's super-modified Reborn System was indeed still running. Its computing power had increased by over two hundred percent, and it even came with a big guy inside.

Hades suspected that only Neos or Manus could understand how this thing worked now. Even if Mortarion, who specialized in Psychic Power, came over, she would not be able