Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!

Palace of the wolves.

The three good sisters who destroyed the out-of-control terminal opened the window and looked up at the clear sky under the scorching sun.

It was truly awesome…

Yesterday, for the entire day, the boss in the skies stayed at her post and persevered until midnight before landing shakily with coolant that filled her legs.

During this period of time, although the modules were slacking off, they were not really doing nothing. They had all seen that the out-of-control terminal had been dating Rayne Haines everywhere yesterday morning.

Miraculously…

Every tthis adulterous couple arrived at a date location, they would definitely hide in an empty sealed space and disappear for a period of time.

Without the Detection Module, the three modules could not figure out what the two of them were doing.

However, each tthe two of them disappeared and the three of them went to contact the boss in the sky, the boss did not want to bother with the three of them at all.

The modules were extremely entertained.

In theory, an out-of-control terminal without a Basic God Regulation Module could not open a teleportation gate or mobilize support troops instantly. When she was out on a date with Rayne Haines, she should be in a classic state of being alone.

If the modules took this opportunity to launch a sneak attack, even if they could not succeed, at the very least, they could be considered to have done their duties.

However, the modules refused.

They watched the entire date with relish using the drone released by the Construction Module.

The out-of-control terminal naturally noticed the peeping of the modules as well.

However, the out-of-control terminal was calm and had no intention of stopping them.

Instead, as though she was showing off, she would always intentionally or unintentionally say shameless sweet nothings to her master from the best angle of the drone. Thereafter, she would use all sorts of methods to tease her master and blasphher bionic body in public.

When the modules saw that, they were extremely indignant.

At the end of the day, the silicon-based pseudogods did not understand either.

Why was that out-of-control terminal willing to elope with a native species of the sixth era?

What was she after?

Was it because he was good at sex?

Ermmmmmmm...

Although, to be honest, that was indeed an exceptional talent of his...

"When will this scum remember that she's the annihilator in charge of destroying the new world? The third-party module of the annihilator is just an accessory!"

"This out-of-control terminal is really arrogant…"

"Doing these immoral things every day…"

"It should be destroyed immediately!"

However, to be honest, although they were enraged...

There was a hint of... envy as well.

Although the modules looked indignant, they felt inexplicably envious inside.

'Damn it!' 'I really want to try having the third-party module overloaded so badly that even the valve malfunctions!'

After their grief and indignation, the modules continued to watch the show and teased the boss in the sky.

It had to be said that the attitude of the modules towards carrying out missions recently had truly changed.

They could not even be bothered to report to their superior about the theft of a reactor that contained a powerful vampire.

As for why...

The modules could not explain it clearly either.

They merely had a common understanding that they did not want this war to end too quickly.

The boss in the skies was afraid of something and was unwilling to wash the ground with a light spear for a long time. Therefore, she sent the silicon-based pseudogods to suppress the out-of-control terminal.

But now…

Ironically, the modules were envious of the life of the out-of-control terminal.

After all, the out-of-control terminal truly had an actual master that she could serve.

As for the modules, they could only obey lifeless command codes and do useless work indefinitely.

In reality, the silicon-based pseudogods had already realized that there was a huge difference in their logic compared to their predecessors in history.

They were lazy, talkative and lustful.

Furthermore, while awaiting repairs every day, they would always catch sight of a silly dragon girl wailing in their deep consciousnesses. She would watch spell projections while flicking her bean.

She howled like a despicable dog in heat whose spouse had been snatched away.

However, at the stime, she had a peerless appearance that silicon-based pseudogods had never seen before in their lives.

She was definitely a goddess-level beauty and was much more stunning than most goddesses.

She was the flower of the Nether Realm who controlled desire and reproduction—

The beautiful goddess in charge of lust.

The silicon-based pseudogods knew that it was the Nether Realm corruption that was left in their bodies.

Before they awakened their wills, the ark had once suffered an invasion. It was also at that tthat Mechagod Prosperity was implanted with a virus that would completely distort their AI.

Until now, it had not been cleaned up completely.

During the era of the Utmost World of Logic, the threat of the Nether Realm to the world had already been reduced to its lowest point.

All living beings possessed the highest and selfless souls and offered everything. At the stime, they reaped everything and were willing to sacrifice themselves as the cornerstone of the development of civilization.

The Nether Realm naturally could not threaten that civilization at all.

If the Nether Realm was viewed as an assessment mechanism, there was no doubt that the civilization represented by the Utmost World of Logic back then had already evolved to a perfect extreme.

However, in the new era, civilization becprimitive and barbaric again. The fiends from the Nether Realm could do whatever they wanted and seize faith to strengthen themselves.

This led to an awkward situation.

It was precisely because the Utmost World of Logic had already contained the threat of the Nether Realm very well that the two mechagods did not set up too many defenses against the corruption of the Nether Realm.

That was the reason why the corruption of the evil gods could easily break through Prosperity's defense and cause continuous damage. Even now, it was still corroding and polluting the purity of Prosperity's intelligence bit by bit.

But wait a minute…

Suddenly, the modules felt that something did not make sense.

Although the mission of the mechagods was born in the Utmost World of Logic, wasn't their mission to create a living space for the survivors in the new era?

Hadn't the designers considered that in the new era, there was a possibility that the mechagods might suffer from Nether Realm corruption?

They felt that something was amiss.

Logically speaking, it did not make sense.

However, even if the modules wanted to search the relevant work logs, they could not find anything.

Forget it.

That was not the main point.

This question should not have been considered by the basic subroutines of the modules in the first place.

The influence of the ancient dragon queen named Olivia on Prosperity had yet to be eradicated.

That was also the reason why they were so anxious to get rid of the out-of-control terminal.

The out-of-control terminal was secondary.

The problem was that as long as the out-of-control terminal existed, the corruption that could not be eradicated to begin with could worsen.

The modules were not the only ones affected.

Even the boss in the sky was enduring the despicable desires that did not belong to the Goddess of Annihilation.

"To be honest…"

The modules looked at each other.

"Actually, even if we're defeated… it doesn't seem like a bad thing, right?"

"Erm, erm, erm…"

The modules had conflicted gazes. They could see the semotions in their sisters' eyes.

They were moved!

Should they continue working for their boss or enjoy themselves lusting with a new one...

That was a problem...

"To be honest, I don't think this question is something we can decide."

"This is a war. There's no way that can happen unless the out-of-control terminal comes to kill us and incorporates us into her subroutine."

"So, when will the out-of-control terminal cand kill us?"

As though they had completely forgotten that they should resist when they were attacked, the modules fell into deep thought.

However, very quickly, the problem that troubled the modules was no longer a problem.

That was because right then…

A dimensional rift opened silently behind them.

"Hello, guys."

The calm voice of the out-of-control terminal sounded behind the modules.

She...

Was here!

"Old model!"

The modules were shocked and hurriedly entered combat mode. They activated their nanomodule armors and armed themselves.

Prosperity looked at the three modules calmly.

From the dimensional rift behind her, two more devastatingly beautiful golden-haired beauties walked out leisurely with sharp blood flow condensed from fiend power.

True Ancestor Cowper and Tyrapotter had also arrived at the battlefield.

Basic God Regulation Module, Annihilation Module, Construction Module.

The three modules possessed a portion of the authority of a true god.

However, it was not that powerful.

If Prosperity's modules were to be classified, the strength of these three modules was at the bottom.

With the two True Ancestors and Prosperity who had obtained the two high combat strength modules, Light Spear and Detection…

There was no doubt that they would win this battle.

The modules opposite seemed to have realized this as well. Against such powerful enemies, the cold and heartless mechagod modules could not help but tremble.

However, when Prosperity saw that, there was a hint of helplessness in her cold eyes, as though she had already seen through the reason why the three of them were trembling. It was not only because they were afraid.

Prosperity: "Let's fight…"

"Hold on!"

However, at that moment, Cowper suddenly pressed down on Prosperity's shoulder.

Cowper said resolutely, "Prosperity, Tyrapotter, you guys don't have to attack. I alone am enough to deal with these enemies!"

Tyrapotter was shocked when she heard that. "Huh? Sister, calm down. The enemy is not that weak, alright?"

Cowper said confidently, "Don't worry, Tyrapotter, I can win."

Tyrapotter was dumbfounded. Even so, it was clearly more efficient for the three of them to attack together, right?

Prosperity: "Sigh…"

On the other side, Prosperity had already seen through Cowper's thoughts.

Cowper was very strong and had a chance of winning against three modules.

However, if Cowper chose to fight alone, it would definitely be an extremely difficult win for her.

Therefore...

As a result, Cowper would be severely injured and expend a lot of magic power.

Thereafter...

The magic power that Cowper lost and the damage she suffered...

Who should she look for to replenish the energy and nutrients that needed to be replenished?

Fufu...

Prosperity sighed.

How insatiable…

That was the reason why she hated these low-level native species of the sixth era.

"Let's go, Your Majesty Tyrapotter."

Prosperity turned around and left calmly. "Let Miss Cowper enjoy her pre-meal exercises."

"Eh? Um, alright then…"

Tyrapotter looked at her sister worriedly before leaving with Prosperity.

"How interesting…"

"You actually want to deal with us alone?"

The three modules assumed a combat stance and the three intelligent modules quickly calculated and designed a combat strategy that was suitable for the combined attack of the three of them.

Cowper merely stood there leisurely and played with the magic in her hands casually.

Against these strong enemies, Cowper was not afraid at all.

That was because to her, no matter who won or lost this battle, she was definitely going to win!

If she won, she could claim credit from His Highness Rayne.

If she lost, His Highness Rayne would definitely try his best to save her, a loyal dog that was still of svalue.

Therefore, Cowper was fearless.

The modules were on guard. "Speaking of which, who is this fella?"

The Construction Module replied indifferently, "I remember her. Her nis Cowper and she's True Ancestor 3. However, she's just a simp of Rayne Haines."

Faced with the mocking introduction, Cowper revealed a proud smile.

"Simp? Heh, that's right, that's right. I'm indeed the despicable True Ancestor who fawns and swears loyalty to His Highness Rayne like a dog. And now, I'm going to destroy you on behalf of His Highness Rayne."

The modules whispered among themselves. "See… this is Rayne Haines's method. No matter how proud a woman is, her self-esteem will be rapidly worn down by him. She will fall and bechis plaything, trampled mercilessly…"

"Slurp…"

The modules gulped. They were craving it.

Uncontrollably, the modules had already begun to look forward to their brand new lives in the future.

Thereafter, as the two parties exchanged glances…

The battle began with a bang.