CRACK!
"AHHH! Hey, cut it out already!"
CRACK!
"AHHHH! How come you have so much energy?! Your attacks are getting stronger!"
CRACK!
"AHHHH! Didn't I already pass my tests? I'm not guilty! I proclaimed myself free from blame for any misdeeds that I am only tangibly related to. It's not like I personally pulled the trigger on over a quadrillion people."
CRACK!
"YEOUCH! You know what?! Screw you! Who are you, anyway?! Are you some arbiter of justice? Well I don't recognize your authority over me! I never signed up to be judged by you and your stupid criteria to determine guilt. You don't even have a mechanism for me to lodge any appeals! What a dumb and primitive justice system!"
CRAAAACK!
"AAAAHHH THAT HURTS EVEN MORE, GODDAMNIT! If you think you can make me acknowledge the validity of your judicial authority to me, then think again! I will not let any pretender god or delusional spiritual entity boss me around! I only respect my own rules and principles. I'm not fooled. Whoever or whatever you pretend to be, I will never be coerced into following your mystical regime."
CRACK CRACK CRACK!"
"AAAAHHHHRRRRRRRRHHHHH!"
No matter what Ves said, the lightning storm above his head never abated.
Instead, it continued to grow stronger and more violent as the lightning bolts descended down onto his body with unerring purpose and accuracy.
A grand and overpowering sense of oppression emanated from those dark and energetic storm clouds.
While Ves had witnessed numerous storms before on different planets and most notably on Davute, those were merely ordinary weather phenomena. They did nothing more than frightening children and cats with their loud noises and explosive light shows.
Occasionally, the heavier storms inflicted light infrastructural damage. Numerous trees and other objects that weren't properly equipped to resist powerful currents always had to be replaced after the passing of the storm.
That was all Ves really knew about them. He never ascribed to any of the fringe theories that lightning storms were a manifestation of Zeus' wrath or a more generic form of divine punishment.
Yet what was happening right now made it seem as if this was exactly what was happening!
It was one thing if this seemingly sentient and living lightning storm attacked an individual with religious inclinations.
It was another thing for it to launch an unprovoked and undeserved attack on a secularist!
"Have you ever heard about a concept called freedom of religion?! I'm free to choose what I believe in, even if it amounts to nothing. Can't you leave me alone and bother someone gullible enough to fall for your deception?"
CRAAAACK!
"AAHHHH! My flesh is burning!"
The lightning bolts that struck him were anything but normal!
While he was not a meteorologist, he was still a mech designer who was well-versed in the sciences. This gave him an excellent understanding on how electricity was supposed to behave.
If a lightning bolt wanted to strike him at all, then his Unending Regalia should have redirected much of the incoming current to the floor without zapping his body in the process.
Ves had personally designed the Unending Regalia for this eventuality because he anticipated scenarios where he might be performing repairs on a damaged starship or something and accidentally bump into an exposed power line.
None of that work was being put to use as the lightning bolts were either empowered by phasewater or metaphysical power!
"This doesn't make any sense! How can you bypass my armor and strike my body directly?" As soon as he spoke those words, inspiration suddenly dawned on him. "Hey, do you mind if I study and record your lightning bolts so that I can reverse-engineer your punishment mechanism in an innovative electricity-based mech weapon system? It'll be great! Just think of all of the mech pilots, starfighter pilots and starship crews my soldiers will be able to zap. Can your attacks go through energy shields as well?"
Ves manually activated his shield generator, causing a small energy shield to surround his armored form.
CRAAAAACK!
Yet as the next powerful lightning bolt struck his body, it went straight through the energy shield as if it didn't exist!
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHH! If you think that's enough for me to stop, then think again! I will figure out your secrets!"
The apparent power of the lightning bolts should have fried his body into burnt steak by now. No ordinary human would have been able to resist this kind of punishment for long!
However, Ves somehow managed to tough it out for the time being.
He wouldn't have remained so defiant against the storm if not for the help provided by his cyborg cat.
Pride welled in his heart as he saw his latest creation come to life.
Though it wasn't a mech that he preferred the most, he had largely designed his cyborg cat as if it was a miniature living mech.
Though his divine artifact was just in the early stages of coming to life, it already possessed an abundance of raw power!
The majority of the galactic energy baptism that Ves had received from the Milky Way and the Red Ocean ended up pooling inside his cyborg cat.
Normally, those exceedingly high-grade energies could never be contained by a relatively small and ordinary material product, but the addition of a fragment of his Divine Core seemed to change its very nature.
The cyborg cat had spontaneously evolved from the moment it received the fragment of his Divine Core. The galactic energies that were stuffed inside its half metallic, half organic body began to flow into the fragment, causing it to grow and mend the trauma that it had suffered from getting torn out of the greater whole.
As the fragment of his Divine Core went through a metamorphosis where it was gradually transforming into something greater for the cyborg cat, Ves could clearly sense that his powerful cat became even better equipped to receive and absorb the incoming lightning bolts!
The greater protection offered by his cyborg cat largely compensated for the escalating power of the lightning bolts raining down on him, but it wasn't enough.
CRACK!
"AHHHH!"
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