"Although every emperor titan is a supreme treasure of the Empire."
"But never mind this one, even if several more came, they wouldn't compare to you, my lord!"
Shahansen chased after Sith, on the verge of tears, while Fanros hurried along beside them, eyes locked tightly onto Shahansen, as if he wanted to scrape a few pounds of flesh off with his gaze alone.
After all, when Shahansen finished his introduction, Sith had only paused briefly, confirming that it was the machine spirit that had the problem; all of the Titan's own systems were completely normal, and even the consumed ammunition and energy had been refilled by the Adeptus Mechanicus—it was in a completely full-health state.
Sith, who was used to operating defective warships, was actually going to personally'soothe' the machine spirit!
Upon hearing this, the Fabricator-General of course jumped up in excitement and agreed; what could satisfy a machine spirit more than the blessing of the God-Emperor?
Furthermore, with the propaganda from the Tech-Priests who returned from the battlecruiser, rumors that Sith was the omnissiah had already begun to spread within the Adeptus Mechanicus of Ustalii.
Although the Fabricator-General was half-skeptical about this, regardless, Sith going to soothe it was much better than them, these ordinary Tech-Priests and monks!
It was just hard on the two Inquisitors, Shahansen and Fanros, who were now just begging Sith to rescind his order and stay safely in the North Pole, waiting until the battle situation became truly untenable, at which point they would have the remaining Imperial Fleet prioritize evacuating Sith.
But until Sith arrived at the gate, and the human and Greenskin armies that had long since finished assembling erupted into sky-filling cheers upon seeing Sith emerge, Shahansen and Fanros had not managed to dissuade him.
Looking at the 'Sith Greenskins' before them, which were completely different from ordinary Greenskins, and on the other side, the Mortal troops who had received reinforcements of numerous tanks, armored vehicles, and even Adeptus Mechanicus Knight mechs from the Adeptus Mechanicus.
Sith finally turned and extended his arms to the two Inquisitors behind him:
"Say no more, I am determined to pilot this Titan!"
Shahansen and Fanros forced themselves to stop; looking at the determination on Sith's face, their mouths twitched several times, and they could no longer say a word.
Moreover, Sith's motives were also for the good of the Empire; otherwise, waiting for the Greenskins and Tyranids to decide the victor would only result in this emperor titan being completely overwhelmed and destroyed.
If they could awaken the emperor titan before that happened, the chances for the subsequent defense would undoubtedly be much greater.
Of course, there was another reason everyone tacitly understood—after all, who wouldn't want to pilot a god-machines?!
Soon, with the Mortal troops filled with numerous Imperial vehicles standing to Sith's left, and the Greenskin frenzy of numerous Greenskin Bosses and Morkanaut to his right, Sith stepped onto a Baneblade-class super-heavy tank in two strides and slammed his foot on the accelerator!
Watching as Sith led this mixed assault force of humans and Greenskins away.
Fanros and Shahansen were unwilling to leave for a long time, and even after Sith had completely disappeared, they specifically summoned a servitor skull to check the projection.
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