The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The Titans entered a state of combat before the offensive began. After receiving the Governor’s offensive order, they began the process of combat preparation.

Ordinary people often regard the size, strength, and weapons of divine machines as symbols of their mighty power.

However, those who really understand know that Titan’s most powerful weapon is the mechanical thinking that resides in it, and the first step in the legion’s combat readiness process is to awaken it.

During this long period of time, the priests have been carrying out the ritual meticulously, and the perfect sacred oil, incense and wine have ensured their perfect condition.

However, the members of the group were forbidden to participate in the ceremony, and Kurz Mannheim had to wait anxiously outside while the priests of the Mechatronics were performing their duties.

Under normal circumstances, he would always stay at the entrance of the loading bay, a towering gate leading to the place where the Titans slept. This was the closest place he could find to the ceremony site.

And he was not alone. The team members he personally selected, his family members, and the co-pilots were also present as they wished.

Whenever thinking that these machines would regain consciousness without being connected to him, Kurz Mannheim couldn’t help but feel a sense of physical aggression, as if he had been poked and inserted in the priest’s weird ritual. It's his body.

Because of this similar discomfort, some team members prefer to stay away from it.

Many people know that the gap between Captain Titan and these metal giants is minimal, and with each exchange, these differences are getting smaller and smaller.

For some captains, this sense of alienation from the war is simply unforgettable, and this feeling will become more and more serious with each separation.

Most Titan captains don't like immersion tanks, and they won't use them at all unless absolutely necessary.

The way they deal with mechanical dissociation is to indulge in the physical world outside the manifold. They will use simulation institutions to learn from each other, or conduct military training, and they will also hold noble banquets and entertainment at appropriate times.

It seems to some people that the lives of the Titans seem to be similar to those of the mechanical knights, but there is actually a fundamental difference.

The etiquette of the knights comes from their aristocratic identity with the gods and their long-term environment.

The etiquette of the Titan captains is more to make them remember that they are still a human being.

But this kind of pastime may make them sane, but for the moment of mechanical awakening, it is far from enough.

At the beginning of the first activation ceremony, Kurz Mannheim heard the call of the Iron Hammer, and suddenly the severe pain began to torture his limbs, making his palms soaked with cold sweat.

The reaction similar to withdrawal caused his nervous system to produce electric burning pain.

Every human member of the Titans must deal with this pain in their own way. They are sick and pity each other, which helps, but that's all.

Everyone is overwhelmed by it.

After awakening, the data sage will check whether the spirit of the machine is stable, and the priests will generally retreat at this time and keep their mouths tight.

But Kurz Mannheim knew that the data sage would directly connect with the machine. This fact added to the turbulent indignation and jealousy in his heart.

At the second stage, the captains were allowed to visit their machinery, but they were not allowed to touch them.

It is extremely dangerous to awaken the spirit of the God of War for no reason.

During the maintenance period, Kurz Mannheim had been pacing slowly in the corridor, fidgeting, and had to use his constant footsteps to mobilize his energy, and finally exhausted himself.

At this moment, the Titan’s body was filled with probes, the engine pilots and ground crews were busy, and the newborn bugs crawled all over their interiors—the crews trudged up and down in every corner of their interior, stubborn. The damaged and worn parts are replaced.

For a time, sparks splashed, power tools wailed, engines roared, plasma torches hissed, hammers echoed, priests chanted, and choir servants chanted endless hymns. .

The hangar smelled of engine oil, hot metal, sweat, paint and polish at the same time.

Supporting machinery, chassis, large barrels, and leaking sacred ointment can be seen everywhere. Plastic canvas hangs down from above the maintenance area, and scaffolding wraps the waist of a war dog to replace its malfunctioning tail gyroscope. Half of the priests are busy singing, the others are busy using tools and data connections.

He hates this moment, because since the first connection, his connection with the Titan is like a blood bond.

He is the Titan, and the Titan is her. These emotions are integrated, like the complex shackles that bind him to the mechanical throne, and those outside the Titan Academy cannot understand at all.

After the maintenance phase, the Titans need to change the load according to the requirements of the respective captain under the guidance of the captain in charge and the legion strategist to meet the upcoming battle.

Until then, the team members will board the Titans to conduct tests and calibrations on their own.

The technical priest has always closed one eye for this limited connection pulse, but it is not enough to smooth the thirst of the team members.

The engine has not fully awakened yet, and the interfering monitoring machinery has blocked the fusion of thinking.

If all of this is of any use, it is that this brief contact will only increase Kurz Mannheim's sense of loneliness, and his sense of fear will grow stronger.

Before the expedition, the legion held the final machine soul ceremony, the Titans were thoroughly blessed, the banner of honor also fluttered in the wind on them, and human representatives also participated in the sacrifice.

Ring the big bell once!

Push the lever, start the piston and pump...

Ring the big bell twice!

Press the button, start the engine, ignite the turbine, inject life...

Ring the big bell three times!

Sing in unison and praise the God of All Opportunities!

The priests recite the automatic diagnosis prayer aloud, and then Kurz Mannheim and his crew stepped forward and knelt down on one knee in front of the Bishop of Shenji.

"This machine is arranged to be taken care of by you, to fight with it, and to protect it from the shame of failure. Serve this machine and it will fight for you."

The bishop drops the holy oil on the mechanical scepter held high by both hands of Kurz Mannheim, which is also a symbol of his Titan captain.

"I respect it."

At the end of the ceremony, Kurz Mannheim and the crew took a lift to the entrance above Titan's head.

The dim light shone on the Titan's detection eyes. It had a broad head, but it turned sharply forward, forming an abrupt slope.

Huge armored cables and sockets occupies most of the space in its mouth. They are curled back and forth on the iron surface of the machine, like thick and thick beards.

The air rumbling, the door to the interior opened quickly, and Kurz Mannheim stepped into it~www.readwn.com~ The team members hurriedly sat down, flipping the switch and pressing the button.

Kurz Mannheim also sat on the command throne, leaning on its chapped leather.

The term "commanding throne" is actually an exaggeration, because this position is not much larger than the driver's seat. A series of metal wires contain the interface of the mental impulse unit, and the cushion separated by it is even more effective. People are sitting on pins and needles, even in a huge machine like the Iron Hammer, the command team squeezes the entire room.

But after a few seconds, it doesn't matter.

Kurz Mannheim fixed all his limbs to the control system, held his breath, closed his eyes, and said with wonderful expectation:

"connection."

The next second, a nerve needle was inserted into his skull joint, and an unbelievable pain came.

Maybe it’s not wonderful for mortals, but it’s worth the money every time——