The Mech Touch novel Chapter 5239

Ves gained a lot of clarification on the nature of the Polymath's crown as well as the Metal Scroll.

The revelations were massive.

His mother provided him with a huge amount of new insights in the context of the Five Scrolls Compact and the supposed immortal gods who masterminded their emergence.

All told, the Sacred Scrolls themselves did not appear to be harmful on their own. There were deliberate reasons why the so-called immortal gods had created two incredibly powerful artifacts instead of mashing them together in a single superdevice.

From what Ves was able to figure out from his mother's narration, the Five Scrolls were designed by their creators to be the best and most comprehensive teaching tools.

Each Scroll was based on a primary element that was mastered by their respective makers. It contained much if not all of the comprehensive knowledge and accumulation of the supposed immortal gods.

The symbols of authority that were associated with the Sacred Scrolls functioned similar to a control system and an enforcement system. It had been created to keep the users of the Scrolls in line. It did so by designating and empowering a single leading figure that could represent the immortal god's interests.

All of it sounded rather convoluted, especially since much of it only made sense in an ancient time period that was unimaginable to Ves. He lacked too much context to properly understand the motivations and methods of these supposed immortal gods.

He couldn't even figure out whether these ancient entities were alive or dead!

While their titles suggested that they still managed to persist to this day, his mother had already disabused him of the notion that immortals were unkillable.

Anything could be killed. Even immortals could be felled. It just took a lot more effort to wipe them out completely.

Unfortunately for Ves, Cynthia Larkinson ceased to share any further details just as her story started to become truly interesting.

"I have already told you enough to develop a healthy dose of caution towards the crown that has come into your possession." The True God spoke with a measure of her authority as she petted the cyborg cat's back. "It is not wrong to say that it is one of the most powerful objects in the Red Ocean. It is a creation that rivals the Metal Scroll that it is paired with. There are many secrets to it that defy convention. Perhaps you will discover these traits later on when you become much more capable of keeping it in check. Maybe one day you will be able to take advantage of its incredible power, just as I have done with the Golden Laurel Wreath Crown."

His mother had been crazy enough to break off a piece of her stolen crown and utilize it in her resurrection ritual!

This alone indicated that the symbols of authority were exceptionally powerful ingredients that could be used in the construction of grand designs at the level of a True God!

Ves deeply understood that he was not ready to mess around with his own crown in this manner. It sounded like a much better idea to save it up and wait until he became a Master Mech Designer before utilizing the crown in the creation of a god mech or whatever.

"Is there a way to keep it contained and prevent it from doing any harm, mother? From what you have described, this crown contains a lot of power. A damaged fragment of the Metal Scroll might not be able to keep it in check. Can the crown hijack my Mech Designer System by relying on the authority bestowed by their shared creator?"

The transcendent woman frowned. "I am unsure about this. You should make your investigation. If there are any indications that the crown is in the process of subverting your fragment and encroaching upon your soul, you should attempt to get rid of it right away. You may not be able to accomplish this on your own. I advise you to seek the assistance of the Xenotechnician. There is no harm in admitting defeat and passing on an unsolvable problem to a more qualified problem solver."

That sounded great at first, but then Ves thought about how the crown may have corrupted the Polymath herself.

Who could tell whether the Xenotechnician would do any better? Just because he was a lot older and more experienced did not necessarily mean he could resist the seduction of a remnant of an immortal god!

Ves could easily imagine the Xenotechnician growing more and more despaired about red humanity's rapidly deteriorating situation in the coming years.

If the Deep Strike Plan that had just been adopted by the Survivalist Faction took too long to get off the ground, then a desperate Star Designer might as well decide that it was better to sell his soul to an ancient devil than to let red humanity go extinct!

The fact that the Polymath probably relied on the same excuse to rationalize her radical takeover attempt was profoundly ironic!

"You're not leaving me with any good options."

Cynthia snorted. "It could be worse. The Golden Laurel Wreath Crown has been trying to escape my grasp non-stop. The Five Scrolls Compact has mobilized much of its forces to the Nyxian Gap in order to take it back. Your crown is much less dangerous. It is essentially an unowned object in more ways than one. While it has shown signs that it can still think for itself, the shattering of the Metal Scroll has likely impeded its strength and purpose. That does not mean that you should take it lightly. It will behave in a manner consistent with its maker. It is adept at maintaining a low profile and seeking growth through cooperation. Its threat is insidious. Once you realize that you have fallen into its trap, it is already too late."

That sounded swell.

Back within the Khamatar Reign, Ves ostensibly spent his time on reading a lot of documentation. There was little for him to spend his time on while the Survivalist Faction dealt with higher priority concerns.

Even though he knew that he was being monitored in every direction by the most powerful sensors and scanning systems that the mechers could muster, Ves simply couldn't hold himself back any longer.

He activated the silent command that supposedly launched a part of himself inside the System Space.

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