Whether they actually needed her intervention remained unclear.
As the remains of the Incubator either got absorbed by the experimental device or faded into pieces, everyone held their breaths.
The experimental device slowly began to change its shape.
It turned from a wobbly sphere into a slightly more humanoid form.
Gloriana frowned at this display. "I have a bad feeling about this..."
"Sir!" Alexa Streon suddenly called! "Look at the resonance meter! Our experimental device... is beginning to move the needle!"
Ves immediately looked at the relevant section of his workstation and indeed saw the resonance meter beginning to pick up readings.
This was a significant event. Though the experimental device had yet to produce stolen resonance that was strong enough to declare this trial a success, their latest work clearly possessed the potential to accomplish this historic feat!
However, the various complications concerned him. While the experimental device had yet to channel any form of willpower in an effective manner, it had vaguely fallen under the control of a single dominant entity, one that still saw itself as human.
That became obvious as the smart metal continued to adopt the shape of a proud human in uniform.
Ves already recognized the identity of the projected individual.
His heart grew heavier as he saw the smart metal beginning to shape the specific contours of a strong-willed champion’s face.
That expression conveyed a clear sense of strength but also frustration.
"That is...!" Gloriana recognized that face.
Though it had been years since the Larkinsons last had dealings with this contentious individual, Venerable Ghanso Larkinson had long been relegated to infamy within their clan!
The existence of Ghanso Larkinson served as the archetypal example of a traitor.
Despite his trueblood origins, he had sided with the enemies of the clan. Not only that, he entered the battlefield and fought directly against his fellow Larkinsons!
His misguided crusade had eventually ended in failure. Ves had managed to harvest a portion of his cousin’s spirituality, though it had soon disappeared in the vault.
If not for this occasion, Ves might never think about Ghanso’s remnant spirituality. Its condition was extremely shabby from the beginning, and it had hardly recovered over the years.
Yet every resource had its use. After a long time of dormancy, the Larkinsons finally had a need for Ghanso’s last breath of life.
Ves had thought carefully about utilizing this particular resource. The clan preserved the spirituality of several defeated high-ranking mech pilots. All of them came from the enemies that once stood on the opposite side of the battlefield.
Honor demanded that these former heroes and champions received a dignified rest. It also aligned with the norms and values of the mech community, who revered powerful mech pilots above all others.
Ves did not choose to let the remnant of Venerable Ghanso rest.
Though he fully acknowledged that the fractured spirituality of his traitorous cousin constituted a life of sorts, that did not stop the mech designer from deliberately utilizing it for an arcane experiment.
Perhaps Ves might hesitate when it came to the spirituality of a friend and comrade like Saint Tusa or Venerable Joshua, but he harbored no affection towards the only Larkinson mech pilot who directly sought to harm and kill his fellow family members.
Ghanso had attempted the unforgivable, so did not deserve respect as far as Ves was concerned.
Of course, that was just an excuse that he told others.
To be honest, Ves still felt that the mech community had a point about respecting the remains of high-ranking mech pilots, but he knew damn well that this rule was not always absolute.
If the MTA did not secretly shy away from harvesting the brains of deceased ace pilots in order to use them as the key ingredients of high-grade life-prolonging treatment, then he would have respected this rule.
Yet the fact that the mechers themselves took advantage of the heroes they propped up indicated that the respected Association had never been as honorable and upright as it appeared on the surface.
The Polymath encapsulated the spirit of the MTA rather well. Just like her, many of the mechers were obsessed with knowledge and possessed a willingness to break the rules in order to advance their high-minded goals.
Their intentions may be noble, but many of them believed that the ends justified the means.
Of course, not all of the mechers could be characterized in this way, but Ves believed that there were enough of them to define the leadership of the MTA and most importantly the RA.
This was why Ves became convinced that he could get away with using Ghanso’s fractured spirituality as the key ingredient of his experimental project.
In any case, the stolen spirituality had to come from somewhere.
There were only two possible ways that Ves could think of to acquire this necessary prerequisite to creating a stolen resonance generator.
The first was to harvest the spirituality and extraordinary willpower of a deceased high-ranking mech pilot.
This was where the Ixith Goliath derived its stolen resonance.
After its defeat and capture, the researchers who gained access to the Goliath in stasis had spent many hours scanning and examining the crippled monster.
Yet no matter how deep they looked, they found no material trace of the Rubarthan expert pilots that had the misfortune of falling in the hands of the mutated voribugs.
The Ixith Goliath had completely broken down their expert mechs and presumably assimilated the fragile bodies of their pilots.
It was an awful way to die, and the worst part about it was that parts of their souls still remained captive inside the Mentalist Crystal that gifted the Ixith Goliath with so much stolen resonance!
Ves had ’faithfully’ tried to emulate this method by utilizing the spiritual remains of Venerable Ghanso Larkinson.
Though the condition of this fractured spirit was noticeably worse, it shouldn’t matter too much as long as it retained at least a bit of extraordinary willpower.
He could have made a different choice.
There were numerous research teams trying to become the first to develop an actual working stolen resonance generator.
It was impossible for each of them to have the spiritual remains of a dead expert pilot or ace pilot at their disposal!


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