The Mech Touch novel Chapter 3894

Chapter 3894 Stripped Masks

The battle between the coalition and the Phasers had reached a later stage.

Hardly any mech or fish-whale was able to fight as well as they did at the start.

Numerous ranged mechs had begun to bottom out their energy reserves while a lot of melee mechs incurred varying degrees of damage.

The fish-whales weren't in a better shape either. It was rare to see an Evolver or a Phaser with unharmed bodies. Many of their hides or scales were dyed with blood. Some even lost entire chunks of flesh as the fish-whales were not above eating their opponents!

Meanwhile, the dangerous confrontation between the Phase King and the Cerebral King resulted in a lot of mutual damage.

Both of them were powerful creatures, and they had always made preparations to fight against their fellow kings!

The Cerebral King turned into a reckless fighter that constantly tried to press up against the Phase King.

On occasion, the leader of the Evolution Kingdom unleashed a powerful energy beam that never failed to put the Phase King in distress.

The latter had put up so many spatial barriers, only for them to break as they were unable to cope with the damage output of the Cerebral King!

The Phase King already understood that remaining on the defensive was not a winning formula. In desperation, it began to employ a myriad of faster but weaker phasewater abilities in an attempt to grind the Cerebral King with as many wounds as possible!

Storms, spatial tears and other forms of attacks constantly wore at the Cerebral King's massive body, but the wounds were not that serious.

Part of that was because the Cerebral King continually improved its ability to stabilize the space around it! The Phase King had to fight against an increasing amount of resistance just to shake nearby space!

Another part was because the Cerebral King possessed superior regeneration capabilities. Its powerset was more comprehensive due to all of the exquisite organs it had researched and integrated into its own body. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

The Phase King, which initially possessed the upper hand at the beginning, was beginning to flag from all of the exertion.

In contrast, the Cerebral King was still putting up a respectable fight despite its own setbacks!

The starship-grade power reactor that it had integrated in the deepest part of its body was still churning out a constant flow of energy. None of the Cerebral King's organs were starving of energy, allowing it to perform the same intensive abilities as before!

Aside from that, the constant harassment from the Bolvos Rage was taking its toll. Though Patriarch Reginald did not close in as often as before, his expert mech frequently attacked the existing wounds of the Phase King.

It was enough to make the sovereign of the Phase Kingdom feel concerned about its chances of winning this duel.

ABNORMAL. UNREASONABLE. TOO MUCH ENERGY.

SUPERIOR BODY. BETTER ORGANS. ALREADY EVOLVING. VICTORY INEVITABLE.

FALSE. KIN FALTERING. OUTSIDERS DYING. OBSERVE.

The Cerebral King may be getting the upper hand at this stage of the battle, but the elite Phasers were making a lot more progress!

The Phasers started out with a numbers advantage. The Evolvers and the human mechs had done their best to whittle them down, but it wasn't enough!

The rate of casualties rose as more and more mechs and fish-whales displayed vulnerabilities. Though both sides were losing their combatants at a worrying rate, the Phasers had deeper reserves since they were fighting close to their home ground at the moment!

As the mech pilots of Task Force Fisherman continued to put their all in this desperate fight, Ves became increasingly more inspired at the sights.

He had never stopped paying attention to the performance of all of his mechs. Observing them from this unique position indeed allowed him to evaluate his work from a different perspective.

He spotted numerous flaws and shortcomings that he felt compelled to change once he came around to update his existing designs.

He also gained new ideas on extra features that he could add to the next editions of his designs.

Ves slowly frowned. "I have made so many design choices without sufficiently imagining how it would impact their performance in a battle like this. What worked out great in my mind has turned into a suboptimal solution in reality."

This was a humbling experience, but also a productive one. He knew for certain that his next mech designs would perform substantially better on the battlefield!

There was no way he wanted his mech pilots to suffer from the inadequacies that he had previously overlooked. He wouldn't be a good mech designer if that was the case!

As Ves feasted on the sight of all of his mechs resisting against the Phasers in their own ways, he eventually harvested enough insights for him to remain busy for years.

It was easy to spot mistakes and flawed implementations. It was a lot harder to come up with better alternatives to solve the problems that he had identified!

"That's a matter for later."

Ves did not solely focus on the machines that he had designed and in some cases built with his own hands.

As someone who dedicated himself to the pursuit of mutual growth, he also paid attention to the state and performance of the mech pilots.

He used his command authority to access the full data telemetry of every Larkinson mech.

When he switched the view to the interior of the cockpits, he observed a myriad of expressions behind the transparent faceplates of the pilots.

He spotted a range of emotional reactions such as anger, fury, hatred, resignation and glee.

The longer the battle went on, the more the mech pilots lost control of themselves.

The deaths and the struggles wore away at their composure and revealed what they were truly like.

To Ves, it was as if the rigors of battle stripped away their masks. Their rationality began to slide, allowing their primal nature to dominate their decisions.

Of course, there were still major differences between backgrounds and mech legions. The Avatars still exuded a lot of professionalism while the Swordmaidens fought like chained beasts.

"It's… beautiful."

Even though it looked as if many mech pilots had devolved into their more primal selves, to Ves they had finally discarded the falsehoods and the trappings of society that distorted their behavior.

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