The leading giant was a red robot. Six pairs of horizontal rectangles on its cylindrical head glowed blue, presumably its eyes. He stood motionless in space, as though waiting for something.
Servitor AI had attempted to contact them, but received no response. The giants merely sealed off the planet, allowing neither entry nor exit.
The masters were still waiting for food and spare heads. A body that lost its head had to receive a replacement in an extremely short time, or problems could arise. Yet the freighters transporting carbon elements were now blocked outside the planet.
The AI could only use the terminals to stall those masters who wanted to go out, temporarily halting the work of rebooting them. It also launched its fleet, preparing for war.
Such were the rules of the universe. For any force invading one's territory, the first time warranted a communication warning; the second time, they acted directly.
That was already relatively civilized. Forces like Xandar and Sovereign, who claimed to be upright and righteous, would issue communication warnings. But if you invaded Skrull or Kree territory? They would not waste words with you. They would greet you with starships straight away.
Servitor Star's fleet was not weak. As part of the Interstellar Federation, they were at least far stronger than Sparta Star.
Although its largest warship could not compare to a famous Kree Dreadnought like the Dark Aster, as mechanical lifeforms, all of its combat units were unmanned. As long as resources were sufficient, there would be no manpower limitations at all.
There was just one problem. Servitor AI had been created to serve people. It was not good at combat; forget strategy, it did not even understand tactics.
Thus, this time, one could see that the mechanical fleet, despite its technological appearance, used