The Kingdom of Mechs was splitting apart.
There was nothing that the people of the Red Ocean could do to prevent this course of events from unfolding.
The distant Star Designers responsible for commanding the kingdom to inflict so much harm to itself were all grimly united in their purpose.
Seventy of them apparently commanded enough authority within the Kingdom of Mechs to push through this drastic change with or without the cooperation of their peers in the Red Ocean!
That simple fact galled Ves and a lot of other people who happened to be stuck in the new frontier.
The red humans had all been caught up in an accident that exposed them to a lot of new and indeterminate alien adversaries.
It was difficult for them to resist all of this opposition when they were badly outnumbered. One of the few reasons why they still managed to retain a sense of confidence was that they knew that they had their brothers and sisters in the Milky Way backing them up from a distance.
Even if the so-called 'original humans' were only able to help by figuring stuff out and transmitting a lot of data back to the red humans, that was already incredibly useful as both groups relied heavily on technological advances to stay ahead of the competition.
Although splitting up the Kingdom of Mechs did not necessarily cut off all of the existing communication channels between the two sides, the collective action taken by the Star Designers of the Milky Way conveyed an intent of finality.
The original humans had probably planned to cut off the other intact communication channels as well. Anything that directly tied the Red Ocean to the Milky Way had to be invalidated in order to remove as many chances for the mysterious and powerful alien threats from piggy-backing off the connections and ending up in the old galaxy somehow!
Of course, this did not stop a truly powerful and capable alien threat from figuring out where red humanity originally came from. The Milky Way Galaxy had radiated its light all the way to the Virgo Cluster 50 million years ago. Even accounting for all of the drift in the motion of stellar objects that had occurred throughout this time, it shouldn't be too difficult for an intelligent alien race to determine the location of humanity's home galaxy.
Getting there was another problem, though. The real purpose of all of the original Star Designers was to prevent any powerful energy-based life forms from using any existing ties to expand their influence to the Milky Way Galaxy in a completely unexpected manner that could not be defended against.
Whether their caution was justified or not, the 70 Star Designers essentially did not want to take on this gamble!
As Ves continued to remain stunned after he processed all of these implications, another change occurred in the visual image projected by the Polymath. freёweɓnovel.com
The silhouettes of comparably tiny mechs started to appear in the surroundings. Many of them looked strange and abnormal compared to the machines that Ves was accustomed to working with, but none of them were truly unfamiliar to the eyes of an experienced mech designer.
"The god mechs have appeared!"
The appearance of any god pilot and god mech was normally a cause for celebration for people.
No one in the assembly hall felt particularly jubilant at the time.
Different from the Star Designers who were in the process of affecting the Kingdom of Mechs, the god mechs clearly conveyed a sense of individual sovereignty.
Each god pilot was like a personal kingdom unto themselves. Ves understood a bit better why these powerful warriors could no longer truly coexist with the Kingdom of Mechs anymore.
They simply couldn't mix with each other!
Even so, just because the god pilots could no longer become a part of the Kingdom of Mechs did not mean that they could not assist it in other ways.
Right now, several dozen of the vague projections of different god mechs formed a loose sphere around the kingdom. It looked as if they positioned themselves in a protective formation that could defend against intrusions from any direction.
Not all of the god mechs assumed this protective formation.
They instead lingered outside of it as if they had been left out of the loop.
As Ves tried to cast his spiritual senses forward, he could vaguely identify the familiar mark of the Destroyer of Worlds.
Having met her in 'person', Ves had a clear recollection of her domain and power!
It took a bit more trouble to figure out the identities of the remaining god mechs left outside.
Each of them matched with the known god pilots who had become stuck in the Red ocean as well.
Whatever secret deployment they were undertaking did not prevent them from getting a closer look of what was taking place!
A few of the outside god mechs tried to move closer, but that triggered an aggressive response from the defenders.
The dynamic was clear to see here. No words were needed to describe what was going on with the two groups of god pilots.
The apex warriors of the Milky Way were in on the scheme. Not all of the god pilots of the Milky Way had showed up, but enough of them had agreed to participate in the plan that they could stop any other opposition from interfering with the ongoing separation process.
With just 8 god pilots on the side of red humanity, there was nothing the Destroyer of Worlds, the Light of Sol and the rest could do to stop the original humans from cutting off a lifeline!
"This... is a tragedy." Ves whispered in a tone that conveyed his utter helplessness towards this situation.
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