Magitech Vessels from the Capital City of Seraphim, of the Magitech Colony Dynasty!
Achilles considered all the information he was receiving from Dr. Shaw as he rose from his seat in the command room, surprising the doctor as he spoke aloud.
"I'll go say hi before they start shooting down my Draconic Hybrids and cause a misunderstanding."
His words made Dr. Shaw blink.
He was going to say hi? How was he going to—?
WAP!
In the next instant, the figure of Achilles, glowing with golden radiance, vanished as he utilized Ascendant Nirvanic Teleportation III.
A form of teleportation, it allowed him to travel anywhere his eyes could see, as long as energy was present in the area. It also enabled him to set Nirvanic Waypoints—preset coordinates he could use to teleport back and forth from, regardless of the distance.
He could create a total of nine Nirvanic Waypoints, and he had already marked the sky above where he fought Judge Zerrion Draal of Neon as one of them.
Now, using the vision of the Draconic Hybrids he had spread across the skies and lands surrounding the Kingdom of Neon, he conducted an instantaneous teleportation over 150 miles away!
Dr. Shaw blinked again before focusing on his Androda Sentinels, which flashed rapidly as the video feeds captured the Magitech Vessels. A few miles from them—surrounded by the armies of Draconic Hybrids—brilliant white flas erupted as Achilles appeared.
"Well, holy shit…"
Dr. Shaw could only shake his head at the absurdity of such an ability. And this was just a single power budding within Achilles!
—
"Talk to . Tell anything else you know about the Magitech Colony Dynasty."
Achilles sent his voice back to Dr. Shaw. He and several other Overseers—alongside Nyxaria and Luna—had received long-distance communication devices on their bodies, allowing their voices to travel across several hundred miles.
Still stationed within the Kingdom of Neon, Dr. Shaw heard him clearly as he began stumbling over his words while taking in the scene.
Achilles asked for more details because he had assimilated Zerrion Draal and absorbed fragnted mories from him as well.
He already knew a little about the Colony Dynasties of this world—or what fragnts of them remained. Even regarding the Magitech Colony Dynasty, he had a basic understanding, including mories of its top figures.
Between what Dr. Shaw was telling him and what he rembered, it was more than enough for him to determine who he was dealing with. He looked ahead and raised his voice with authority.
"Before the friends of the Magitech Colony Dynasty get too close and start attacking—can we have a dialogue?"
These were brand-new entrants. He didn't yet know their stance on the newly ford Kingdom of Neon.
For them to arrive here, it could only an one of two things:
They ca to aid or to plunder. But as Achilles observed them, even he felt it was the forr.
He studied the massive, humanoid-shaped vessels—each one resembling a brilliant, armored soldier.
Their wings buzzed as they ca to a stop one mile from the periter where his Draconic Hybrids waited.
And from among them, the largest Magitech Vessel erged, gleaming with blinding obsidian and purple brilliance.
It was distinctly different from the Runic Monolith Sentinels, which were built by the Titan Dwarves. These didn't carry the mystical crystalline essence of forged stone.
Instead, they had an advanced, futuristic design that seed like a perfect blend of cutting-edge technology and Evolutius Energy.
He knew what they were, from mory and from what Dr. Shaw told him.
Magitech Suits. Magitech Fras.
Forged by the Magitech Colony Dynasty, the Magitech Fras represented the pinnacle of fused Evolutius Energy and hyper-advanced technology—armor fras that served both as war machines and grand conduits of power.
These colossal constructs ranged from five to over ten ters tall, with surfaces shimring in obsidian and deep violet hues—like starlight trapped in tal.
They were more than weapons. They were avatars of judgnt—tools that made the Magitech Colony Dynasty one of the strongest among the thirteen.
When Achilles looked at them, the newly awakened qualities of the Organic Ancient Forgestone buzzed in his chest. What his eyes saw in that mont was astonishing.
He could see the components each fra was made from—he could begin to understand how they functioned, how they were forged, and the specific purpose of every intricate piece.
It was like beholding a terrifying work of art—and learning firsthand how it was made. His heart skipped as he theorized how it could be improved.
The powers of Mineral Manipulation IV, Forge Physiology IV, Craftsmanship Magic IV, Elental-chanical Physiology IV, Primordial Forgemind IV, Titan Physiology IV, and Supernatural Artisan IV danced vividly within him. They broke down what he saw, forming layered schematics in his mind—like a genius architect unlocking design after design.
He looked even closer at the Magitech Fras—especially the one at the front, which stared at him as if it were analyzing him in return.
Each Fra he observed was lined with vein-like conduits of flowing liquid Evolutius Energy. These conduits pulsed with life, enabling the armor to adapt, regenerate, and even learn from combat.
Achilles watched with eyes burning with the power of the Organic Ancient Forgestone. The energy within the suits circulated through Seraphim Nodes—crystalline reactor cores embedded across each fra's body.
These Magitech Fras could be operated remotely—or piloted directly.
They were clad in black obsidian composite armor with crystalline violet accents. Their helms—smooth, expressionless faces—shone with glowing runic slits.
Each Fra possessed six Magitech Wings, composed of magnetic blade matrices and layered Evolutius Energy. Achilles marveled as he realized these wings functioned as flight stabilizers, energy amplifiers, and devastating weapons.
He examined them with the focused insight of a Forgemind. His hands itched to dismantle one, rebuild it, maybe even fuse it with the craftsmanship of the Titan Dwarves.
But then, his fantasy broke.
The helm of the leading Magitech Fra shifted, flashing into a reflective screen—and displayed the face of an unbelievably gorgeous woman with dark skin.
She gazed at him cautiously, eyes scanning the still, silent Draconic Hybrid armies—tens of thousands strong.
"You must be the King Primal who spoke so freely about the Lunar Throne's atrocities. I sent these Magitech Fras—alongside my Magitech Seraphim Fra—to assist you. You were surrounded by a Beast Swarm. But what I see now…"
Achilles stared at the speaking fra, his eyes glowing even brighter.
From Zerrion Draal's mories, he recognized her.
She was one of the two rulers of the Magitech Colony Dynasty.
In Judge Zerrion Draal's recollections, he rembered how, during high-level discussions within the Lunaris Dynasty, there were whispers about a True and a False Magitech Throne.
They looked like twins—brother and sister. Both wielded terrifying power, each at the Astral Core Ascension stage.
No one knew who truly ruled the Dynasty.
But as Achilles looked into the eyes of this dark-skinned woman staring back at him from the screen...
He already had his answer!
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