The enemy death energy formation was in the midst of collapsing.
Though the unstable activity stirred up the surrounding space, the weakening of the dark miasma immediately shifted the balance of power in the favor of the human intruders.
Countless deathborn let out silent screams of pain and fear as the expanding energy fields repelled them in a violent fashion!
Many sensor systems that had previously been rendered completely ineffective suddenly regained the capability to peer a short distance into the dark miasma.
Though it was difficult to make truly high-quality observations at longer ranges, they could at least capture faint emissions that could betray the presence of formidable opponents.
Right now, that was exactly what Saint Commander Casella Ingvar attempted to find.
She did not believe that the deathborn went out of their way to deploy this mysterious spell array just to inconvenience the combined fleet.
The Minerva Mark II patched into the data feeds of the Tortuous Scream and many other ships with more powerful sensor arrays.
They needed to discover these hidden threats quickly in order to seize the initiative and launch a preemptive blow!
It did not matter whether the hidden enemy powerhouses decided to retreat after witnessing the collapse of their death energy formation.
If they did not decide to attack today, then they would definitely do so once the combined fleet arrived in orbit of Hypeh-Tekas II!
That would undoubtedly lead to a harder and more painful struggle.
Instead of letting this mysterious powerhouse escape, the Saint Commander intended to strangle this hidden threat right when it had just lost much of its concealment!
Unfortunately, the flux caused by all of the recent changes made it difficult to notice anything that stood out from the background.
The noise generated by the disturbed miasma was still too great. Even the most clever smart AIs struggled to identify genuine signs of enemies from ordinary chaotic emissions.
Ves silently noted this shortcoming. It appeared that the Larkinson Clan needed to invest in a proper survey vessel equipped with a bevy of high-powered sensor arrays.
Despite this hindrance, the Saint Commander did not give up on the search. She began to issue orders that caused dozens of naval squadrons and mech squads to shift their positions and prepare to move further away from the center.
If the enemy grew determined to remain out of sight, then the red humans would just take the initiative to flush out this hidden snake!
Yet before Casella could instruct these units to expand the combined fleet’s security perimeter outward, the Amaranto Mark III began to glow bright enough to outshine all other sources of illumination again!
What was Saint Stark doing?!"
"Davia." Casella transmitted directly to the pilot of the active ace marksman mech. "Has your intuition managed to lock onto the hidden alien champion?"
"NO. I HAVE NOT."
"Then why is your battle partner charging up the Instrument of Vengeance? Your actions are interfering with our search activities. The increasingly stronger light released by the Amaranto is blinding some of our most sensitive sensor systems. Even if this is not the case, the increasingly more powerful emissions produced by your ace mech are compromising the fidelity of our sensor data. You are hindering our attempts to find and lock onto our desired target. If you still haven’t managed to lock onto an important hostile entity, then cut it out, Davia."
The Saint Commander sounded impatient and upset. She had every right to be as the Amaranto turned from a valued asset into an unwanted eyesore at this time!
"I REFUSE."
"Pardon?!"
Casella could not imagine that a normally steady individual such as Davia Stark would actually defy her order so brazenly!
The ace pilot directly disregarded the authority of her ace commander!
"YOU ARE NOT MY SUPERIOR. YOU ARE MY ALLY. THERE IS A DIFFERENCE. I HAVE NO OBLIGATION TO SUBORDINATE MYSELF TO YOUR WILL. I ONLY FOLLOWED YOUR ORDERS IN THE PAST OUT OF COURTESY."
The relationship between Saint Davia Stark and the Larkinson Clan remained complex to this day.
More than a few people quietly blamed Ves for failing to convert this powerful and talented marksman mech pilot into a full-fledged member of their clan.
Saint Stark did not go that far, but she certainly did not feel pleased for having to deal with the consequences of this failure!
"Then what are you trying to accomplish with this loud display? The longer you are distracting us all with your radiance, the greater the chance our enemies will be able to slip away from our grasp."
"THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I AM DOING, CASELLA. THERE IS NO NEED FOR YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE TO TAKE ACTION. MY BATTLE PARTNER AND I CAN TAKE CARE OF THIS OURSELVES. NOW STAY QUIET AND LET US WORK."
Though Davia Stark sounded rude and insolent, Casella knew the older woman well enough that she rarely if ever overestimated her abilities.
If she claimed that she could seek out the hidden enemy by herself, then she deserved a chance to prove her strength.
Ace pilots lived for moments like these.
In order to attain godhood, they needed to prove themselves and others worthy that they deserved to wield this power.
They could never do so by playing it safe. Taking risks was natural. What separated a good ace pilot from a bad one was their ability to achieve a balance between boldness and overconfidence.
It was far too easy for many saints to sway a little too far into one end of the spectrum.
Saint Stark definitely assumed a great risk by making a boast that many people found impossible to fulfill.
Casella frowned inside the cockpit of her own machine.
What exactly gave Davia Stark the confidence that she could resolve this difficult situation by herself?
It did not take too long before the answer became evident.
The Amaranto Mark III did not mindlessly accumulate energy, but instead began to shape all of the power at her disposal in a specific and systematic manner.
Different energies blended with each other or collided together. The light output of the ace marksman mech became more complex as many different patterns emerged.
Ves and other sensitive individuals perceived far more than others.
What looked like a strange lightshow to ordinary people instead appeared to be a complex weaving of exotic energies!
True resonance fortified the spiritual foundation of the living ace mech in a way that caused the latter to stimulate parts of herself that previously remained passive.
This produced many reactions. The flow of E energies gained more structure and consistently. It was as if an invisible hand forcefully imposed a surprisingly elegant sense of order amidst the chaos.
The Amaranto Mark III became particularly active due to these changes. The glowing crystalline mech seemed to gain more definition in front of everyone’s eyes.
Ves himself widened his eyes as he could actually perceive that the Amaranto’s physical frame was undergoing mutations that seemed vaguely familiar!
The living machine was actually expanding in size!
The change was not too extreme, but not subtle either. Certain layers grew thicker, while other parts gained additional curves or lines.
It was as if the Amaranto Mark III was undergoing a mysterious sublimation.
The reason why this process seemed somewhat familiar to Ves was because it reminded him of the Demoncasting process.
The difference was that the Amaranto Mark III did not undergo physical mutation because of the inducement of an external source.
Ves possessed enough discernment to recognize that the source of this sudden evolution process was the Amaranto Mark III herself!
Yes, the masterwork ace mech supplied much of the power and direction of this unexpected transformation!
Once he managed to ascertain this truth, it did not take long for him to peer deeper and deduce the ultimate cause of this event.
"Ascension Runes."
He had not forgotten about their existence and how enthusiastic he used to be about their addition to his products.
However, once it lost its novelty and became a standard addition to all of his products, he no longer paid any special attention to it anymore.
It couldn’t be helped. Living mechs accumulated Ascension Runes way too slowly to generate powerful effects right away.
While the presence of a dozen Ascension Runes already strengthened a mech in small but noticeable ways, the differences in performance failed to reach a truly qualitative threshold.


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