The Magitech Throne blinked, as if she'd misheard him.
But Achilles looked entirely serious.
She rose in astonishment, her gaze shifting toward the direction he pointed. As she lifted into the air, stellar obsidian lotuses bloomed around her in brilliant waves.
"Just... start the ambush?" she asked, as though needing confirmation.
Achilles, well, his Primordial Avatar, merely nodded.
"Hoo…" The True Magitech Throne exhaled, then nodded back in affirmation before shooting forward, her form dissolving into the folds of the clear sky, starlight shimmering in her wake.
Behind her, beyond the Colony City where Achilles stood atop the dome, multiple other Colony Cities floated in procession like a celestial fleet, carrying millions of humans in one unified direction.
Toward Neon.
Achilles didn't anticipate much resistance from the Phoenix they were targeting. This one was weaker than Princess Atlana, far weaker than the Ancient Millennium Acheron Phoenix he had already slain- Ayan.
