(Sorry, everyone, I got an elementary school math problem wrong. (／_＼) So embarrassing. Please do your best to forget it. I'll fix it.)
At last.
Inside the Factory, as Lynn kept hopping back and forth as though exploiting a bug, the distance between him and Light Banquet steadily shrank.
Yes! There was practically no counter to this!
Because unless you could kill him the instant he appeared, there was no way to interrupt his Repeated Side-Stepping Technique.
And practically only a creature like Lynn could have come up with such a shameless tactic!
Closer and closer!
Closer and closer!
And finally, in the next moment, after Lynn's repeated shifts back and forth, that legendary gilded frame appeared right before his eyes. Viewed from so close, its beauty was all the more breathtaking.
Its half-closed eyes, the gilded trails of light across its body-that beauty, blended with a mechanical aesthetic, had practically reached the pinnacle of what a humanoid could achieve.
Whatever else you might say about them.
The mechanical bodies designed by the Machine Intelligence Civilization, whether Silver Fantasy or the most ordinary mechanical humanoids, were absolutely flawless in terms of looks. Even an old geezer like the God of Ten Thousand Machines looked incredibly imposing and majestic when he revealed his steel dragon form.
By contrast, the Flesh God Cult had gone to the other extreme.
Whatever they made, they could find inventive new ways to make it ugly.
Finally, after another hop out of system space, Lynn was less than an arm's reach from the [Light Banquet] frame. He could even clearly see the intricate patterns on its chest.
The Mechanical Church's defenses here were indeed tight.
With so many Silver Fantasy Mechs, plus this frame that could trigger its activation sequence at any moment, an ordinary