Cheng Yu rose to his feet and issued his orders with the air of a ruler directing a campaign.
"Notify the entire army! Advance! Target: Twilight Fortress!"
"As you command, Commander." ×3
At the Titan Assembly Plant in the Duwu Great Forest, the towering structures on the steel platform began moving aside.
At last, the Iron Throne took its first step.
Creak-BOOM!!!!
Inside the Titan, Cheng Yu noticed that the image seemed to shake a little, so he immediately asked Conductor what was wrong.
Conductor showed little reaction to the question, but his report instantly turned Cheng Yu's hard-won solemn expression into one of embarrassment.
"Reporting, Commander. The Iron Throne's left leg has sunk approximately five meters into the ground. Our calculations indicate that the ground in the Duwu Great Forest cannot support the Titan's weight."
Cheng Yu looked somewhat uncomfortable. After all, he had insisted on a humanoid design. Still, he believed the Conductors must have a solution.
Conductor placed a hand over his chest.
"Of course, Commander. We need only activate the former Steel Main City's anti-gravity device to reduce some of its weight."
Cheng Yu nodded. Sure enough, there was a solution. Otherwise, Conductor and the others would never have let him build a humanoid Titan.
Then the entire war machine of the Northern Borderlands sprang into motion once again.
With the Titan at its center, a vast mechanical legion two million strong swept straight toward Twilight Fortress.
At the Eighth Defense Line, a soldier on sentry duty thought he heard something in the distance. Thick fog had settled over the area that day, severely limiting visibility, but as a Professional, he was certain he had not misheard.
Listen. There it was again.
Creak-BOOM!!!
Creak-BOOM!!!
Creak-BOOM!!!
Something's wrong! It's getting closer! The moment that