In other words, Luna actually succeeded in a sense; she really did bring Chandler out.
But when she actually faced Chandler, she backed down.
She could sense the enemy's madness and power, and reason told her that this situation of being directly confronted by the Orks fleet was unacceptable.
It's impossible to win.
In the end, she chose to protect herself, hiding away and letting the Skitarii and Tzeentch Cultist go to their deaths.
Preserve more of our strength first, then we can make a comeback.
She just hadn't expected Lynn to come at this time.
"Idiot." Lynn uttered the last two words through gritted teeth before hanging up.
Luna stared at the "beep beep~" sound coming from the communicator, feeling a little uneasy.
The adjutant beside him cautiously approached. "Sir, what do we do now?"
"Shut up," Luna said.
She turned and looked out the window at the chaotic battlefield, lost in thought.
Lynn stood on the bridge of the Pinnacle Black Obsidian, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.
That idiot Luna almost ruined everything.
The rumors circulating on Carl II appear to have come true.
The Orks believe that the secret to creating invincible mechs lies hidden on the largest ship in Luna's fleet.
Thus, my Power of Belief made it a reality.
Their Warboss personally led his fleet to attack, intending to seize this secret treasure.
Lynn didn't know what that secret treasure was.
But one thing is certain: if the Orks ' Warboss really did obtain the so-called secret treasure...
The legendary invincible mech will indeed appear on the Carl II.
At that point, let alone an expedition, even holding onto Brevis will be a problem.
He pulled up the footage of the Mad Bull, stared at the massive warship, and his mind raced.
The design of that ship was completely different from that of ordinary Orks warships.
Its armor is thicker, its structure is more complex, and its weapon systems are more advanced.
This is definitely not something an ordinary Mekboy could create.
" Big Mek." Lynn murmured.
He had predicted it long ago: the composition of the Carl II's forces, the astonishing number of war machines, and the advanced weapon systems.
These all require a leader of Big Mek level to coordinate.
And it should be on this great ship or the Rule of Discipline now.
Perhaps it has already found that "secret treasure".
"Attention, all personnel," Lynn's voice crackled through the comms channel, "Preparing to launch ' Model Three '."
Without asking any further questions, the captain immediately began operations.
A few dozen seconds later, the torpedo tubes of the Pinnacle Black Obsidian were opened.
A silver-white torpedo slid into the starry sky, trailing a faint blue flame, and flew towards the mad behemoth.
Lynn watched the torpedo disappear from sight and silently said to himself:
"Just do your best, Rena."
On the Rule of Discipline, the chase is finally over.
A dozen burly guards clad in mechanical armor finally pinned the golden Squig to the ground.
The creature was still struggling, still screaming, and still writhing wildly.
But it can't escape now.
Chandler strode over, pushed aside the big guys, and took matters into his own hands.
The power clamps opened and slammed down hard.
Golden Squig let out a piercing scream.
Then, with a loud bang!
A horrific explosion erupted inside the ship's cabin.
Green-gold light erupted from Squig's body, overturning everything within a radius of several dozen meters.
Those big guys were blasted away like rag dolls, crashing heavily into the walls and leaving dents.
Metal fragments flew everywhere, thick smoke filled the air, and a pungent, acrid smell permeated the entire passage.
Only Chandler remained standing.
Its colorful graffiti on its mechanical armor was scratched, but overall it was not damaged.
Its iron pincers were firmly gripping something.
A golden sphere.
It's the size of a basketball, with intricate inscriptions covering its surface.
The inscriptions were constantly changing and flowing, like living things.
The sphere itself emitted a soft golden light, and the inscription contained a power that made Chandler's heart race.
" Mecha Cache," it murmured.
It didn't know where the word came from.
Perhaps it came from the mind, or perhaps it came from the sphere itself.
But it figured that's what the ball was called.
Chandler stared intently at the Mecha Cache, swallowing hard.
With it, it can create mechs that blot out the sky.
With it, one might become the strongest Warboss in this galaxy.
With it...
A scream from the Orks animal shattered its illusions.
Chandler looked up sharply at a hole in the Rule of Discipline.
There stood a creature.
It is over four meters long and its shape is similar to that of Lictor, but its lines are smoother and more graceful.
It has two pairs of forelimbs and four bone blades that are curved like sickles and gleam with a cold luster.
It trailed nine slender whip-like tails behind it, each tail swaying slightly, like nine venomous snakes lurking in wait.
What's most striking is its color; it's entirely azure blue, with tiny blue Lightning Lightning and leaping across its carapace.
It stood there, looking down at the Orks below.
His compound eyes were devoid of any emotion.
There was only an intense, almost overflowing, killing intent.
It served as Rena's third backup unit, codenamed Jingzhe.
Rena didn't understand the meaning of the word, but she could feel the rolling power of Thunder in it, so she gladly accepted the name.
This is the ultimate bio-weapon that Lynn and Rena prepared specifically for assassinating the Orks boss, a master of the Mekboy.
It should have appeared at a more opportune time, but Lynn couldn't care less about that now.
That idiot Luna forced Rena Jingzhe to act prematurely.
Looking at Rena Jingzhe, Chandler's heart skipped a beat.
In the two years since its birth, it has killed countless enemies and seen countless monsters.
But it hasn't felt this strongly in a long time...
threaten.
This blue bug gave it the feeling of encountering a natural enemy.
"Stop it!" Chandler roared, grabbing the Mecha Cache and running towards the Mad Bull.
"Stop it!"
The boys turned and charged toward the blue creature.
Seeing Chandler escape, Rena Jingzhe immediately jumped down through the hole.
Behind it followed dozens of slightly smaller members of its kind; these were ordinary Lictor, but their carapaces were also wreathed in faint Lightning.
They all disappeared when they reached mid-air.
The Orks were overwhelmed by the barrage of firepower and didn't know where to direct their attacks.
The next second, hundreds of live spores rained down from the sky and crashed into the Orks swarm.
The spores burst open, and a purple, poisonous mist instantly spread out.
This is not ordinary poisonous fog.
Because its components are not only chemical gases, but also living weapons composed of countless tiny insects.
Those insects can quickly distinguish friend from foe and accurately lock onto and attack enemies.
Their mouthparts can secrete neurotoxins, causing even fungal organisms like the Orks to experience unbearable itching and numbness.
"Ouch! It's so itchy!"
"Something is biting me!"
"My eyes... I can't see!"
The boys frantically scratched their skin, creating chaos in the poisonous fog.