It hurts.

Although the original body has a keen sense, as a weapon designed and manufactured for war, under the emperor's intentions, their tolerance for pain is also inherently quite outstanding. Fujimaru Rika did warn Ferus that the idea of fusing his spiritual base with the actual mechanical product was theoretically possible, but it would be painful to operate - Ferus did remember the reminder, but he didn't expect it to hurt so much.

It was a pain that seemed to have been cut in half from the depths of the soul. Considering that he is indeed splitting his "spirit core" into two halves, perhaps the "as if" in the previous sentence should be deleted.

It was painful and unbearable, and one might wish to escape the excessive torture with an eternal end of death—but not enough to break Ferus Manus's sanity.

The Iron Hand Primordial continued the project with a strong and strong will, his mechanical body letting out a painful wail and ominous vibration close to overload as it worked. This was enough to get the attention of everyone present, but not everyone turned their heads in the direction where Gorgon was because of this:

The Iron Hand warband didn't look back. Their first priority at the moment was not to care about the condition of their genetic father, but to never let the enemy take another step forward until the entire ritual was complete. When the enemy is distracted by this, it is a good window for them to advance this "primary objective".

Of course, they couldn't not care about what was going on behind their backs, and even though they had replaced too many physical parts for themselves in their long service, the blood call that connected their minds and hearts was still there. However, in this extreme enough situation, it has long become a "warband tradition" in the Iron Hand Warband, and the emotional control protocol that is added to the brains of every warrior is exactly where it fits into place.

They didn't see what was happening behind them.

Ferrus's core was split in two by some incomprehensible force, revealing a blue-white fiery core beneath the heavy and hard shell of black iron. The entire massive mechanism was groaning in pain from this unnatural behavior, but only the mechanical arm responsible for gripping the "generator" remained surprisingly stable and fluid.

Immediately afterwards, two other robotic arms with tools at the end that made it impossible to distinguish functions came up and somehow "disassembled" the "generator".

This is not the usual "dismantling" of "disassembling the shell, looking at the mechanical structure inside, and transforming it on the premise of understanding the original mechanism", but another conceptual and more "occult" "disassembly". The two unclear tools did not destroy the brightly colored shell of the "generator" in any sense, but "extracted" wisps of reddish light from inside the generator as if they were pulling threads from a spinning wheel—

The light was dragged and floated in mid-air, quickly drawing a shape in the air according to some regularity. It was still not an image that ordinary people could easily comprehend, but anyone with a little knowledge would be able to clearly realize this time that the light was showing some kind of mechanical design in mid-air.

Almost no one can comprehend the knowledge contained in these images in the short time they appear in mid-air, how the theorems are manifested in those tiny and intertwined circuits, what the source of the pistons and pumps will be in this design, and where all the energy needed to drive them is too advanced and beyond the imagination of human beings today. Even Ferus himself, who had already succeeded in analyzing part of the structure of the "engine", could only barely extract this part of the "concept" that he could understand.

The steps of connecting something that actually exists in reality to the spiritual base made of ether are complicated, but in the end, it is only a conceptual continuation. After learning about it from Rika Fujimaru, Ferus thought in detail about how to simplify the corresponding complex rituals.

Rika Fujimaru had indeed designed a similar process based on well-established magic theory, and Debit had optimized it to increase the success rate on this basis - in the original plan, they were indeed going to follow the ritual of "not having any 'new' theory, so they could ensure success with the greatest probability", looking for a spiritual place on Medusa and concentrating on the think tank to perform the ritual - but this could not relieve the urgent need in the current situation.

Ferrus was mentally prepared at the very beginning of the idea, and at this point, it was clear that there was no turning back.

But he took it for granted that the biggest challenge in the rest of the ritual was not the unexpected that might arise when the unproven technology was first put into use, but the "new" technology itself, the battlefield under the watchful eyes of Tzeentch, and the Lord of Change would never let go of this opportunity to interfere with it.

The High Eagle certainly did not ignore this. Countless blue feathers fluttered and wanted to descend on the Iron Hand Primordial in this instant, but he also took it for granted that Debit should not be speculated on with the common sense of this universe.

Even though he is physically and genetically identical to a "normal human", in essence, Debit Zem Voyd and the "angelic relics" he has summoned are the same kind. This layer of base sequence draped over his body is just an illusion that helps him integrate into human society, and the essence is not human Debit, and in the matter of "activity limit", it should not be measured by human standards.

- After summoning a large number of "kinds" to fight Fogham's army for sixteen minutes, he was still able to continue his job as a "magician": using magic as if he had not suffered any attrition.

Rika Fujimaru had proved to him that the state religion of the empire could indeed be regarded as some kind of religious magic base, and it would have a corresponding effect on magic. Although none of them had a background in the Templar Church, it did not mean that they had not been exposed to relevant knowledge: there were many saints and even vicarious beings among the Chaldian spirits, and for other historical reasons, the imperial state religion in this world also had a certain "mirror" fate with the religion worshipped by the Templar church in a sense. As a result, the vast majority of the "secret traces" of the church can be successfully transplanted into the foundation of the state religion by them.

While the blue feathers slowly fell from the "sky" where they could not make out their own direction, Debit also approached the essence of Ferus again, reciting excerpts from the Emperor's Sacred Word about protection and purification in a high Gothic pronunciation that was not very standard.

The blue-white core of the original body extends some light similar to the red light that appears from the "generator", and those blue-white lights also show some image structures corresponding to the former in mid-air, and they are still changing under the will of Ferrus himself, as if they are looking for a way to better connect with the other party in terms of structure - and when those blue feathers that seem to be fluttering in the wind successfully land between the two, there is already a faint golden light that exposes the entire "shell" of Ferus that is currently outside are all shrouded in it.

High in the heavens, Tzeentch looked down on Debit on the battlefield and screamed with both frustration and joy from his countless mouths.

— but that's obviously not all He can do.

Miwoo (six o'clock)

(End of chapter)