"Lost?" Anshidar asked Morningstar.

"Lost, very lost, as a mecha pilot, in the face of such a shining Seven Swords, none of them is my fate, of course lost." Although Morning Star comforted himself, such a sense of loss really cannot be resolved by himself.

"Anda, I have a question." Morningstar asked, glancing back and forth at the Seven Swords.

"Huh?"

After sorting out his mood, Morning Star looked back at Anshidar and said, "The Seven Swords all have their own personalities, can they fight independently?" ”

"Let the Queen answer you, after all, they are all creations from Implis." Anshidar threw the question to the Queen.

The Queen's arrogant voice rose again: "Master Morning Star, I will answer your questions. The intelligent personality of the Seven Swords, derived from the collection of Lord Implis, is not limited to the intelligent personality of Pusenchus, who used his wisdom to shine in the universe to copy the minds of multiple races and give them a new life. However, if you rely solely on personality fighting, the ability of the Seven Swords can only be exerted by thirty percent, and only by being harnessed by fate can the Seven Swords compose the most gorgeous music! ”

Morningstar nodded and muttered to himself, "It seems that I need to find the fate of the Seven Swords before I can face my mission." ”

Morningstar was not surprised as to why Impulis would create a battle mech with different personalities and abilities like Seven Swords in advance. Since birth, the prophecy of that shadow has accompanied Morning Star's growth, so Morning Star does not find it difficult to accept these almost fantasy experiences. If one day, you really want to fulfill the mission of the Guardian, then it is essential to plan ahead. An increase in combat effectiveness increases the odds of victory by one point. The encounter with Anshidar, with the Queen, and with the Mother and Son of the Furry Bear, may be the fulfillment of the prophecy of the shadow, which is the so-called guidance of fate. For the shadow, Morning Star also has a little more of his own understanding. The contact with Anshidar during this time made Morningstar feel more and more that the shadow was also a Psichus person. When he was young, he got along like a teacher, and Morning Star saw the shadow's appearance, three fingers, blue eyes, and language habits, all of which were the same as Anshidar, and he also had a stealth ability similar to Anshidar, which could always disappear inexplicably. And the unpredictable prophet of the legendary technician Implis, perhaps also because of the prophecy of the shadow? Maybe they also knew each other and fought together for the guidance of that fate? And oneself is the center of this guidance. If it is a conspiracy, if the outcome is uncertain, then such an investment does not seem too heavy. At this moment, Morningstar was more determined than ever, and he chose to believe, believe in the guidance of fate in the mouth of the shadow.

Finding the fate of the Seven Swords has been put on the agenda.

"Well, Morningstar, don't you want your own mech?" Anshidar walked over to the pensive Morningstar, gently touched Morningstar's shoulder, and asked in an unprecedented tone like a little human woman.

Morning Star, who was immersed in his own small world, failed to understand Anshidar's intentions for the first time, and still replied in a weak voice: "How can you not want to, but you look at the Seven Swords, the Phantom is exclusive to you, Eagle Eye hates males, Han Mang and Allure are both female mechas, Ben Lei is a beast type, Fire Tongue doesn't like me, the only one who has a little hope for Youlong, the fit is not enough, what is the use of wanting!" Is there another ...... Other...... My fate? With the answer, the Morning Star suddenly realized the true intention of Anshidar's question, and the Morning Star, which had already turned gray, suddenly shone again. At the same time, the Queen's voice sounded again: "Destiny's guidance, Master Morning Star, as your subordinate, the Seven Swords, of course, will not be suitable for you to control, please allow me to invite you out - the Emperor!" Our King! ”

Before the sound could be finished, the ceiling above his head suddenly opened, and a dark red figure jumped down. There was no loud noise, no wind, and the huge mech landed as lightly as a cat, just within reach of the Morning Star. Before the sound came, the momentum took the lead, and such a huge size appeared in front of Morning Star with a lightness that violated the laws of physics, which no longer needed to confirm his ability.

Looking up, Morningstar could clearly feel that the huge mecha was also watching him. Without leading, Morningstar put his hand on the mech's leg.

"One hundred percent fit with the body, eighty-nine percent fit with the energy operation mode, and ninety-two percent fit with combat skills, you can be my fate, Morning Star-Moninsta!" The solemn voice sounded, and the morning star who heard the words almost burst into tears, here it is, my fate! "My name is the Emperor, and I will be your most reliable companion under the guidance of fate!"

The heart almost stopped beating, but the morning star, who had experienced great ups and downs, was unusually calm, facing the belated fate, the morning star raised his head slightly, his eyes were opposite to the mecha, and he said formally as never before: "Our fate does not need an emperor, there is no need for an emperor, the charge is our expectation, and the guardian is our mission, give up the false name, I will re-name you!" ”

"Give up your name, I accept your name!"

"Your name—trapped! Charge, just to protect! ”

"As you wish, my name is in battle, charge! Just for protection! ”

Taking a step back, the dark red mech fell to one knee, and Morningstar finally saw him in full view. The feeling of blood connection, the giant shield and giant sword on the back, the single knife on the waist, and the proportions of the body that are no different from their own at a glance, this is their fate.

"Take my control! Trapped! Morningstar commanded.

"As you wish!"

White light flashed, and Morning Star's body floated out of gravity. The next moment, his gaze shifted, and when he looked down at Anshidar, who had become shorter, Morningstar knew that he was in the trap. Carefully experienced, there was no difference from operating his own body, the five fingers clenched into fists, and the clear touch in the palm of his hand made Morning Star feel that the situation in front of him was just that his body had become bigger. Pulling out the single knife at his waist and swiping it lightly, it is still a familiar feeling, but the speed and control are better than his body. Signaling Anshidar to dodge, Morning Star controlled the trap and did a few combat moves, and the feeling of feedback can only be described as perfect. After a little thought in my head, the voice of the trap became restored, as if I was communicating with another person in my brain.

"Retest fit, get into battle." Morningstar conveys his thoughts to the trap.

In an instant, he replied to himself: "The fit of the body is 100 percent, the fit of the energy operation mode is 95 percent, the fit of the combat skills is 81 percent, and the integrity of the body is 70 percent." ”

After receiving the feedback, Morning Star was slightly suspicious, and the fit of the energy operation mode increased slightly, but the fit of the combat skill decreased a lot, and there was more of a test result of the integrity of the body. Sensing Morning Star's doubts, he now quickly explained that the decrease in the fit of combat skills was due to the fact that Morning Star's nervous system did not perfectly adapt to the body functions of the trap. In Morningstar's own understanding, it is that his body functions too poorly, and he uses his nervous system to act on the trapped body, resulting in a sense of discomfort. As for the integrity of the body, the answer given by the trap is that there is a key module missing, called elemental transformation crystallization. Hearing this reply, Morning Star's face was clouded, why is the technician's creation still incomplete?

Putting aside the doubts for a while, the love for the trap made Morning Star couldn't help but continue to enjoy the pleasure of control, and after trying various operations, Morning Star turned his back and took off the giant sword on his back. An uncontrollable sense of heaviness instantly fed back into Morning Star's brain, and at the same time, a reminder of the trap sounded in his mind.

"The name of the sword is slashed, and Impliss is made of the bones of the dead of the extinct giant race, which is the only one in the known universe. It is not recommended to use it now, the structure of the body can control the slashing formation, but your nervous system is not strong enough to be easily counterattacked. Hearing the reminder of the trap, Morning Star hung the slash back on his back, and couldn't help but sigh that there was a long way to go.

Signaling to put himself down, a moment later the morning star had already appeared on the ground, a short jump, the morning star understood why he entered the mecha without a process, and he could reach it in an instant. Put down the trap of the morning star and turn around and stand in front of the Seven Swords, like a monarch who has been guarded by a group of generals. Morningstar walked to Anshidar, who was standing at the edge of the room, and looked at the runes on his arms that looked like runes and tattoos, and asked Anshidar in confusion, "What is this?"

"Positioning runes, positioning devices for galaxy-level jumps." Anshidar replied.

"That is, as long as it's within the allowable distance, I can summon the trap to my side at any time?" Morningstar asked again.

"As long as Agunis is full of energy and the positioning rune has not received strong interference, it can be jumped at any time." Anshidar raised Morning Star's left arm, observed the intricate rune, and replied confirmatively, "The method of use is to infuse psionic energy!" ”

Receiving the reply, Morningstar remembered the information about the completeness of the body that appeared when he was trapped in the battle to retest himself, and asked Anshidal again: "What does the completeness of the body mean?" ”

"Well, both the trap and the Seven Swords lack a dedicated module to activate special abilities, which means that they are all incomplete now. To reach the full body, you need to pay attention to finding these modules. Anshidar replied.

Morning Star was still looking at the runes on his arm, and without raising his head, he continued to ask, "Is there any specific information?" ”

"It's not very sufficient, only a few words of introduction."

……

Morning Star was a little speechless, Implis, a guy who couldn't pay for his life, kept such a big pit waiting for himself to fill it, and didn't tell himself what to fill it with, he was simply speechless.

After a short period of complaining, Morning Star regained his heartless smile, and saw through the trap standing on the side, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and ran a few steps to the foot of the trap, hugged the trapped's thighs, and rubbed his face around. The trap was still majestic, and he had a heart-to-heart connection with Morning Star, and he knew that this was Morning Star's expression of affection for him, but Seven Swords didn't understand it. The phantom buzzed into the shadows, although You Long was still standing straight, but his back was to the morning star, the cold mang seemed to see something that surprised her very much, her eyes flashed, the fire tongue turned over, pouted to show disgust, Ben Lei prostrate on the ground expressionlessly, ignored it, and chuckled, Hawkeye slowly raised the sniper rifle and aimed at the morning star, but was glared back by the trap. This scene all fell into the eyes of Morning Star, facing these mecha that had become fine, I couldn't help but feel the strength of Implis, but this was not important, the important thing continued to rub the thighs of the formation, and in the end, I still couldn't hang my face when I was trapped, and jumped back into the ceiling with a whoosh on the grounds of returning to the nutrition warehouse to replenish energy.

Anshidar saw that the disgusted Morning Star was still standing there and smirking, staring straight at the ceiling, holding his forehead with one hand, shaking his head helplessly, while the queen's haughty laughter echoed around the ship, and the sleeping mother and son looked up and around.