What, You Want Me to Kneel?

Beneath the enormous phantom's gaze.

Though the Red Giant Titan Ancient Mecha was tall, compared to the giant warship that stretched over eight hundred meters long, it was truly as tiny as an ant.

"What do you want to say?"

What seemed like a fair question came from that phantom like an act of charity.

The meaning was worlds apart.

Upon hearing those words, the girl inside the red mecha's cockpit involuntarily looked toward Mu Fan beside her.

Titan Ancient Mecha's spacious cockpit had been designed with two rows of seats. Nuonuo did not know what Dr. Aubry at Meteorite Base had been thinking, but she felt the design was perfect right now.

Because from her angle, she could clearly see Mu Fan's profile.

That profile radiated resolve and confidence.

Hearing the other party's words and seeing the phantom in the sky.

Mu Fan lowered his head to look at the control panel. Under the girl's astonished gaze, he flicked the lever switch in the upper-left corner.

With a hum, Titan Ancient Mecha raised its gaze. Two beams surged from its eyes, and after crossing at a point in the sky, the light began to trace an outline.

Then, in Nuonuo's view, within the light screen before her, in that patch of sky that had originally held only the other party's projection...

Mu Fan's clear upper-body image appeared.

The image of a young man supporting his chin with both hands. His quiet, solemn posture made people almost instinctively overlook his excessively young age.

At that moment, Mu Fan simply stared ahead, facing the cold figure across from him from afar in the sky.

The other party's mocking and provocative tone did not anger Mu Fan in the slightest.

He merely spoke calmly, as casually as if discussing what to eat