Outside the immense Colossus Gate, the towering Sir Awen stood like a gatekeeper, single-handedly holding back the God of Ten Thousand Machines and the Flesh Dominator by sheer force.
But his gaze had already begun to grow muddled and disordered.
Even he could clearly feel his memories being stripped from his mind at an unimaginable speed.
Vast stretches of his past had already become blank.
And most terrifying of all, he did not even know what he had forgotten! Amid the intense fighting, he could only keep carving bloody inscriptions into his own consciousness, making himself remember that name, ensuring that even after he forgot, he could still see the bloody words he had left behind...
And trust.
"Lynn!"
Boom-
With a tremendous roar, the God of Ten Thousand Machines finally found a way to break through the defenses of the enormous Psychic Giant Sir Awen had become, dealing a devastating blow to his consciousness.
As the immense giant hurtled backward, his psionics continually dissipated. By the time he slammed into the brilliant gate behind him, he had been forced back into his original form, his body even more insubstantial and chaotic.
The God of Ten Thousand Machines said coldly, "Cyber, you really are just as foolish as ever. Your memories should be almost completely erased by now, shouldn't they? You've even forgotten many ways to use psionics. But it doesn't matter. I'll devour you first, then go after the Colossus Brain."
"Once you've all become part of me, let's see whether this Hell can still hold me back!"
His gaze suddenly sharpened, brilliant light spilling from his icy draconic eyes.
He hesitated no longer.
His enormous draconic body abruptly beat its wings and plunged from high in the sky, his sharp mechanical claws lashing toward the panting Sir Awen