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Chapter 6711 The Struggle for Control
Chapter 6711 The Struggle for Control
Joshua felt a little bad about it, but he controlled the Everchanger to back off from the Eight Lord of Takansha.
The withdrawal did not change the situation all that much. The Greenaxe and the Bloodripper were already doing a good job at keeping the sole remaining orven phase lord in a defensive posture.
Though there was no true safety on the battlefield, the focus of the engagement had definitely shifted towards the space around the greater phase lords. They were leading the armada forward and had already begun to demolish the most outlying orbital defenses.
The Everchanger hardly attracted any attention under the circumstances. It was as if the expert hero mech had become inconsequential, which happened to be true in this
case.
Joshua was tired of being weak. He did not want to spend the next years of fighting as an expert pilot that was only able to tickle the lesser phase lords at best.
Wielding the Bitter Scimitar was supposed to mitigate one of the Everchanger's shortcomings.
However, the D-arm was so hostile towards its own wielder that it had become only moderately more lethal than the Heartsword.
Ketis was right.
If Joshua wanted to enact real change, then he needed to make a few hard choices. Though he prized his ability to pilot any mech he would like, for the sake of becoming an ace pilot, he was not opposed to forming a Blood Pact with the Everchanger. He just expected that he wouldn't have to make this decision so soon. He expected to have a deep discussion with the Larkinson Patriarch about whether to install a new and customized variation of the Carmine System that was designed just for himself. Joshua would have loved to form a Blood Pact with the Everchanger with the help of a well-engineered and more advanced version of the Carmine System.
This was why he felt so hesitant about the current proposal. Trying to form a hastily modified version of a Blood Pact with the Everchanger sounded like a desecration to him. It was as inappropriate as trying to hold a wedding in a sewage plant. It was hardly the solemn and sacred ceremony that he envisioned in his dreams.
