Enforcer Manual
Chapter 786 - 784 - : Machinery Changes Life_1

Chapter 786: 784 Chapter: Machinery Changes Life_1

If it were any other time, RT6 wouldn’t bother with the Paladin and the Princess. From the perspective of the Mechanical Legion, they were the type that had no potential for transformation.

Put simply, they were a losing investment.

But this time, RT6 accepted the "Emperor’s" suggestion for teamwork and decided to show them a clear path as a teammate.

The "Emperor" took on the role of a temporary megaphone.

The Paladin, who had no concept of mechanics or prosthetic implantation, widened his eyes in disbelief and asked, "Are you sure you can free the Princess from her suffering?"

Logically, once the skin of a body is completely peeled away, the person should have long been dead, but the curse of the Tidal Deity kept them alive, and pain continued along with life.

"From a technical standpoint, it’s not a problem. Take her to the scrapyard; there’s enough mechanical material there."

Even the "Emperor" had to admire RT6’s skill; she was a genius Mechanic, capable of handling both technical research and prosthetic implantation alone.

"We’ll split up. I will take the Princess and her people back to the scrapyard, and you and Diago will decipher the secret of the Octave Box."

The "Emperor" had fully integrated into the team.

After his careful analysis, he realized that in the distribution of combat power, he should take a step back to a secondary role and actively take on some logistical work.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side, the City of Atlantis had never been as bustling as it was today.

The Mechanical Legion had infiltrated the City of Kings and, in a very short time, seized all the critical junctures of the city.

The Tidal Church followers had never encountered such enemies; they were almost scared out of their wits. When they saw robots they had managed to smash, repairing themselves in less than half a minute, their last psychological defenses collapsed, and the followers scattered and fled the City of Kings like they’d seen ghosts.

But the laser-firing weapons were much faster than they were, and once hit by a laser, their bodies instantly turned into a pile of mush.

Their enemies were a group of unrelenting, emotionless killing machines.

The High Priests leading the followers died in battle, while King Zeruo, the Archbishop, was nowhere to be found.

A rumor quickly spread among the followers and throughout the City of Atlantis.

The coward Zeruo abandoned his flock and his people, fleeing alone. He didn’t even have the courage to face the enemy army on the battlefield.

Divergent voices arose in the crowd.

Some revealed the true reason behind the sinking of the City of Atlantis and their transformation into Blue-skinned Monsters, which was not a blessing from the Tidal Deity but a mark placed by the rulers on these spoils of war.

The historian Omelo publicly narrated in the city square how Zeruo had stolen the country from the royal family and the hero Paladin.

Before the decisive battle that would determine the fate of the City of Atlantis, he had informed the emissaries of the Tidal Deity of the Paladin’s plan in exchange for power.

Such statements could earn Omelo the death penalty, but this time, the busy Tidal Sect followers didn’t have the energy to judge this "sower of sedition." The war was a lost cause; they needed to flee to safety.

With Omelo’s call, many residents were instigated to break with the Tidal Church.

They intended to take back the country that had always been theirs.

And the one who sparked this revolution was Diago.

Following the guidance of the Father God, he ignited the flame within the hearts of the people of Atlantis in the city square.

Armed, they blocked the escape routes of the Tidal Sect followers. The believers who usually paraded their status over the residents suddenly found themselves in a pincer attack.

The flames illuminated the city square, and it seemed as if the entire city was ablaze.

Leading them were Omelo and the Paladin. A millennium ago, a similar spectacle had appeared in the City of Atlantis. To restore the kingdom’s former glory, they still had much to do, with the top priority being to drive the minions of the Tide Master out of the nation.

...

"They never learned from their past failures."

The High-level councilors were still within the City of Kings; the rescuers, who had fled here with them, delayed the mechanical creatures’ advance, and before them appeared a merfolk without a mouth, its face covered with eyes.

It didn’t need to speak; its business reached directly into everyone’s mind.

Behind it swam a fish so huge it could be compared to a sailing ship.

"Please board and leave, for the Master will no longer be merciful to this land."

The High-level councilors immediately understood the messenger’s intent for them to evacuate. Perhaps in not too long, this city that bore a millennium of Atlantis’s history would be utterly destroyed.

The flames of rebellion were destined to be extinguished.

Just as those classical myths where humans challenged the Deity, no matter how hard they tried, the outcome was always a tragic and failed conclusion.

The shouts from outside the city paused for a moment, for they heard a rumbling from "the sky."

When people looked up to the sky, they were terrified to see cracks appearing, with seawater seeping through and pouring down on the city.

The High-level councilors hastened their "boarding."

It wasn’t just the City of Kings facing imminent destruction; soon the water would overwhelm every corner of Atlantis.

The rebels simply did not understand the consequences of angering the Deity.

The last rescuer to retreat also jumped into the "fish’s" belly.

At that moment, the "Emperor" in the waste disposal site also saw the phenomena in the sky. In fact, he had anticipated this moment ever since he first arrived in the city.

They were deep in the sea, and once the barrier broke, the waters would instantly drown everyone.

"I’ve added a module for prolonged underwater activity to your prosthetic implantation; that’s the emergency diving gear I’ve prepared, enough to get you and the princess back to shore," RT6 instructed calmly.

She didn’t care about the fate of the City of Atlantis; as long as they left the ordinary people behind to slow them down, escaping from the seabed wouldn’t be a problem.

In RT4’s plan, the entire legion was also going to face the Lord of the Tides and His creatures in a final battle on the ocean’s surface.

"If we start now, we can still make it to the frontlines."

"Not this time,"

the "Emperor" shook his head.

The seawater had already poured onto him, but he had no intention of evacuating.

With the example set by The First Region, RT6 saw right through his intentions, "You promised to follow orders and not to do anything unnecessary."

"I’m ready, genius mechanic,"

the "Emperor" said.

That’s the strange thing about fate. "Perhaps my ability exists solely to face this very moment."