Ves deliberately took his time to gear up. He left the bridge of the Tarrasque and moved down before he unfolded his true body.
The Dark Apostle soon began to take over his shell, forcing Ves to temporarily occupy Blinky’s spiritual form in order to maintain a semblance of his agency.
"Are you afraid?" Ves asked through his feline vessel.
His other personality twitched his lips. "I would be lying if I said no. According to the records that you have skimmed through, Saint Conrad Morgenstern is known as a willful and rebellious hero. He is a rule breaker at heart. If he thinks that we are the enemy, there is a great chance that he will turn hostile against us. While our forces heavily outnumber his own, the Voice of Liberty... is way too powerful."
The absolute disparity in strength concerned everyone greatly.
Ves himself doubted whether the Riot Mark III could keep up with the Sound of Revolution in terms of speed, strength and most importantly skill.
The Voice of Liberty had progressed way too far as an ace pilot. Any saint that had managed to come close to touching the threshold to godhood had long left the boundaries of reality.
In more concrete terms, what Ves feared the most was the much more potent resonance empowerment of the opposing ace mech.
Strong enough true resonance could turn any trash into treasure. Weapons hit many times harder while armor could withstand blows that ordinarily should have caused breaches.
Although the Riot Mark III not only made use of more cutting-edge technologies, but was also clad in high-grade superdimensional armor plating, Saint Orfan’s resonance empowerment was much weaker in comparison.
From the perspective of a mech designer, the Riot Mark III could not compete against the Sound of Revolution in a fair duel.
The Chaos Armor granted the ace spearman mech a formidable defensive advantage, but that was not enough to secure victory.
The enemy ’support’ mech was much faster and could unleash surprisingly powerful blows. It would definitely be able to gain the initiative and keep it during the entire engagement.
The only way Saint Orfan could squeeze out a win was to rely on the support of the rest of the escort fleet.
Yet even then, Ves did not possess a lot of confidence that their combined efforts could secure an absolute victory.
"Divine Harpoon." The Dark Apostle called out his fellow giant.
"Your orders, sir?"
"Keep your giants on standby." The polemarchos instructed. "Against an ace pilot of this caliber, our Ur-Titans and Faceless Giants won’t be able to help all that much. Any fight that ensues between our boys and that metal monster will just lead to the same kind of tragedy that happened during our first contact with the Ixith Goliath. The Voice of Liberty has the power, speed and skill to outmaneuver our clumsy giants and steal their superdimensional arms. We absolutely cannot hand any superdimensional weapon to an enemy that can amplify its penetrative power to a ridiculously high degree. Is that understood?"
The logic behind this decision was absolute.
As much as it pained the giants to admit that they would only make things worse for their side, they could not refute it in the slightest.
That earlier incident had shamed them too deeply.
Until they managed to overcome its shadow, they would not easily put themselves in the same helpless position again.
Besides, the Voice of Liberty was a far more threatening enemy than the Ixith Goliath.
The latter’s resonance strength had only reached the level of an expert pilot. The massive Goliath hadn’t developed any sophisticated abilities and techniques that could leverage the reality-distorting properties of stolen resonance more effectively.
In contrast, the Voice of Liberty was a genuine ace pilot who had thoroughly explored his ability to change the reality around him with his exuberant willpower.
One of the reasons why Ves did not have a lot of confidence that the other forces could assist Saint Orfan in defeating Saint Morgenstern was because the latter was able to brainwash the weak!
With his music and his long-ranged energy field, the Voice of Liberty was able to shake the thoughts and emotions of those who listened to his voice and his guitar music.
This applies to both friendlies and hostels!
He could make hardened soldiers cry and feel guilty about their actions.
He could make the most fearless mech pilots afraid and compel them to flee the battlefield.
He could amplify the negative emotions of his enemies, causing them to lose their rationality and make lots of mistakes!
This happened to be especially concerning to the Ascended Giants, whose bodies were strong but minds were relatively weak in comparison.
Their mental defenses could not effectively resist the influence of the enemy ace pilot!
The only way the giants could maintain their wits was to keep their distance, but that heavily limited their ability to contribute to the battle.
"Understood, sir. I shall make sure to keep our giants in line and out of sight." The Divine Harpoon seriously responded to his superior. "What about you, Dark Apostle?"
"Don’t." Ves warned.
"Are you sure you want to go out unarmed, sir?" The Divine Harpoon asked in concern.
"Certain? No, but that does not stop me from going out. I have to meet this challenge. I am a leader. I am responsible for you all. You can stay behind, but I cannot."
"Don’t worry." Ves added as his purple form floated to the side. "I am not confronting a savage monster like the Ixith Goliath. Saint Morgenstern may be many things, but he is not a rabid beast. He is a saint, a man of honor. If he wanted to kill me, he would do so openly and in an upright manner. Since he has not called for my head, that means that there is still room for negotiation."
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