Come to think of it, Welt inherited the core and title of the First Herrscher, Welt Joyce, in 1955, officially becoming the Second Herrscher of Reason, before traveling to this world in the Post-Honkai Odyssey era.
His physiological age is about 70 years old.
Compared to Fusion Warriors, this age is nothing; a random child-like individual plucked from the Xianzhou roadside might be older than him.
But in the concept of human Short-lived species, 70 is definitely considered an advanced age. Yet, Welt's movement as he drilled into the cockpit was nothing like a septuagenarian; he looked more like a middle school student climbing over a wall to skip class.
"Is this a Magic-series mecha?"
Welt's knuckles gently stroked the control console.
Although called a control console, it was quite simple. There were no dazzling buttons and switches typical of traditional Gundam-tech mecha cockpits, only two bamboo-shaped control sticks.
The moment the pilot's seat automatically adjusted to fit his waistline, a short, choked sob escaped Welt's throat—a sound one would only make in childhood when snatching a rare mecha model from a second-hand shop.
[Here—I—Come—!]
As Welt gripped the bamboo control sticks, a steady, heroic voice with a touch of wandering martial artist flair rang out in his mind, like a samurai who had been living in seclusion.
"Please guide me well, Senjinmaru."
A seventy-year-old heart pounded out a sixteen-year-old's rhythm in his chest. Welt felt the passionate emotion resonating with the consciousness of the Demon God Mecha.
"Hahaha."
The aura of the always gentle and refined Old Yang changed. He laughed, tilting his head to remove his black-rimmed glasses, just like the amiable Brother Jie unsealing his true nature before Ah Wei.
The peculiar screen on the console allowed Welt to see everything outside clearly. The perspective matched a normal human body, but the visual acuity was enhanced many times over.
He saw the gray-haired girl holding her flaming lance horizontally, the firelight outlining a phantom image of an amber shield, resisting the meat-grinder-like greatsword.
"Stelle, fall back."
"Quick, save me! Uncle Yang, this monster almost knocked off one-thirtieth of my HP bar!"
The shield collided with the Edge-Holding Yazi's rotating blade-claws, sending sparks flying like a grinding wheel cutting amber. Stelle's tone was anxious.
"Alright, leave the rest to me!"
Welt manipulated Senjinmaru, leaping up with a flying kick that struck the Edge-Holding Yazi on its side waist. The giant Ingenium flew backward, crushing a building of the Artisanship Commission.
"Roar!"
The vertical pupils of the Edge-Holding Yazi seemed to surge with baleful energy. Its dragon head suddenly twisted 180 degrees, the greatsword in its jaws striking toward Senjinmaru, the nearly one hundred blades on the sword body rotating spirally.
"Bring it on!"
With an expression of unparalleled excitement, Welt laughed neurotically, pushing the bamboo control sticks.
Senjinmaru dodged the pounce with a right-angle drift that violated the laws of physics. The saber section in its left hand hummed with azure light, while the sword section in its right hand bloomed with crimson lightning. Crossing the saber and sword, it easily blocked the offensive.
"Uncle Yang, use gravity to suppress it!"
The retreating Stellaron spirit reminded him.
"No! No need to cheat with abilities."
Sparks from the clashing blades bloomed. The shockwave from the collision between the Demon God Mecha and the Mara-struck Ingenium shattered the ground. Welt laughed wildly amidst the violent shaking.
He yanked the bamboo control stick with his left hand, and Senjinmaru used the recoil to soar into the air.
The alloy bone spurs on the Yazi's back suddenly ejected, weaving a web of death with the cold-glinting spikes.
"Watch closely—this is a man's romance!"
"Dual Blade Style! Thunder Dragon Light Wheel Void-Breaking Annihilation Form!"
One must remember, Welt was once the pilot of Arahato.
The weapon equipped on Arahato was a slender tachi—calling it a sword in the Far East works too.
Why not equip heavy hammers, chainsaws, or other weapons that are more efficient at killing enemies and have higher attack power?
Because it's cool!
Whether it's strong or not is a matter of the patch version; being cool is a matter of a lifetime!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The blades flashed like a storm. Arcs of light appeared continuously filling the sky, actually forcefully twisting the swarm of bone spurs into a rain of scrap metal!
Accompanied by the falling bone spur fragments, Senjinmaru wielded its dual blades, launching a charge in a handsome pose straight out of a mecha anime from memory.
Using a knightly thrusting stance learned from an anime ten years ago, he carved slash marks and sword imprints one after another onto the Edge-Holding Yazi's body.
"Ah, this..."
Hearing the move name Welt shouted out, all the Express members present couldn't hold it back.
March 7th, who had been using all her strength, her small face flushed red as she tried to comprehend the usage of the summoning item, spurted out with a pfft.
Little March: (Retch)
Stelle's expression changed from ( ) to (°□°).
Even Caelus's expression became exceptionally colorful. He knew Old Yang was a mecha fanatic.
But he never expected that letting Old Yang pilot a Demon God Mecha would make him 'Chuunibyou' to this extent!
No one had ever seen the mature, steady, and thoughtful Old Yang reveal such an uninhibited side.
"By the way, did Old Yang come up with that move name himself?"
Caelus muttered in a low voice, glancing at Tingyun, who had a look of astonishment and confusion on her face.
As a Lord Ravager, Phantylia didn't dabble much in mecha technology, but as a Heliobus, she could perceive that the strange mecha seemed to possess self-awareness.
Could that be an Omnic?
Impossible, right?
Ignoring Phantylia, Caelus's eyes flickered as if he thought of something. "Stelle-cub."
"Hm? What is it?"
The gray-haired girl turned back upon hearing Caelus-cub's call. The moment their eyes met, a telepathic understanding let Stelle understand Caelus-cub's idea.
"Got it~"
The corners of both their mouths hooked up into wicked smiles as they took out cameras and began filming from two sides.
After this is over, they'll show Welt his 'Chuunibyou' scene. Once the hot blood of touching a mecha fades and he views it as a bystander, they believed even Old Yang would feel awkward.
It could also be used as a lifesaving measure to divert Sister Himeko's attention when she makes creative cuisine.
The cost is merely a small 'social death' for Old Yang. Mo man tai (No problem)!
"You two remember to film this young lady looking cool in a bit!"
March 7th also took out her camera, snapping away ka-ka-ka at Uncle Yang, whose 'Chuunibyou' personality was leaking out.
Just then, the cry of a bird or beast suddenly came from the sky, immediately attracting people's attention.
"That is—!?"
March 7th lowered her camera, raising her small head.
On the distant horizon, the sea of clouds was dyed into the burning clouds that only appear at sunset. The cloud vapor, red as fresh blood, was torn open.
As a bird-type Ingenium broke through the air, the scarlet wings unfolding between its wing bones spanned nearly sixty meters, with every fiery feather inscribed with talismans.
Nearly sixty meters was the wingspan; the main body of the bird-type Ingenium was about the same size as the Yazi.
"Another one?"
March 7th turned her head to look at the Foxian lady behind her, implying: Is this thing one of the three you mentioned just now?
"This is an intelligent Ingenium weapon designed by another Master Artisan to improve the Cloud Knights' aerial combat capabilities: the Cataclysm Ingenium: Fire-Controlling Bifang."
Expressing 'Tingyun's' frailty and fear through retreating and subtle cowering, Phantylia nodded, but her gaze stared vaguely at the green bamboo flute in March 7th's hand.
Welt used the old-fashioned mobile phone given by Stelle to summon a strange mecha, so could the item Caelus gave to March 7th also perform a summoning?
The Foxian lady's gaze became profound.
Interesting!
The Fire-Controlling Bifang swayed the tail feathers formed of molten crystal chains, and flames shrouded the group like falling red lotuses from the sky.
"Ah Qi, it's your turn to shine."
Caelus pressed his right hand on March 7th's exquisite pink hair, which felt smooth to the touch. Shaking it back and forth as if instilling wisdom: "Have you attained enlightenment?"
Her small head being rubbed like a dog's head, March 7th's eyes gradually became as foolish... clear as a university student's.
"I've attained it!"
Little March nodded vigorously and cheerfully. After swatting away the paw on her head, she placed the flute body horizontally against her cherry lips, closed her eyes, and played the green short flute.
"Caelus-cub, it's your turn this time, right?"
The vengeful Stellaron spirit ran over, about to grab Caelus and throw him into the sky to help March 7th stall for time.
"I'd like to block, but I can't block it."
This is a lie. Caelus could block it, but certainly not as easily as Stelle; that fellow's shield is too thick.
"I don't believe it."
Stelle shook her head, preparing to use a discord-sowing stratagem on Caelus-cub and Ah Qi.
"I'll let Sister Wind hold you."
Glancing sideways at Stelle who had turned around intending to sow discord, he spoke faintly.
Original text: Next second, Stelle returned to Caelus with a whoosh, her expression solemn, speaking with righteousness:
"Helping Ah Qi block the attack, I am duty-bound!"
Caelus curled his lip. Mere Hachi-Stelle, easily manipulated.
"Please, Wind."
Caelus clamped the [Wind] card between his index and middle fingers. He threw the Clow Card toward Stelle. The spinning card transformed into a graceful and elegant mature beauty mid-flight, gently embracing Stelle from behind.
"Off you go!"
Caelus lightly kicked Stelle's butt, like kicking a football toward the sky.
"Caelus-cub!"
Stelle gritted her teeth, but still raised her flaming lance and amber shield: "I'll defend! Big bird, go spray that guy over there!"
The second half of the sentence was directed at the Fire-Controlling Bifang, but the Mara-struck Ingenium eroded by the Stellaron clearly wouldn't listen to Stelle.
Although Stelle could fly freely in the sky with Wind's help, the area of her shield was limited, and two balls of flame still broke through to the rear.
"Careful!"
Stelle shouted a reminder.
In the next instant, the clear cry of a bird came from the depths of the clouds, and the crimson horizon was dyed wind-green.
Then came a green glow breaking through the clouds, arriving in an instant to appear in front of March 7th, blocking the fireballs for her and Caelus.
"Not bad. You learned to use the entrance time advantage this time," Caelus commented with satisfaction.
The light quickly dissipated, revealing the Demon God Mecha within.
The machine body was composed entirely of four colors: pale green, tender green, golden yellow, and pitch black. Its appearance was like a bird god, and its body shape was similar to the Bifang.
"Wah!"
March 7th stared at the Demon God Mecha with stars in her eyes. It was a pity it wasn't pink, but it was still very handsome.
"Caelus, what's its name?"
Little March asked excitedly.
"Torijinmaru. A Demon God with two forms, skilled in aerial combat."
Caelus sized up the familiar yet strange machine body.
In Super Mashin Hero Wataru, Torijinmaru was the Demon God of the supporting character Sparrow, with a body made of metal that didn't even exist in the Divine Realm.
However, its frontal combat power wasn't high. It was probably the weakest Demon God in the protagonist team. Aside from aerial combat, its role was considered half a support.
"Torijinmaru, huh? Mmm... I'm going!"
March 7th tapped her lips, then skipped and hopped happily toward the cockpit.
Above the sky, the Fire-Controlling Bifang's molten tail feathers were chasing Stelle, who was flying around randomly like a housefly.
"This young lady is coming!"
Compared to Senjinmaru, the interior control console of Torijinmaru's cockpit was more modern. Fortunately, it was a Magic-series mecha, so one didn't need technological knowledge to operate it.
The girl slammed the control stick forward. Torijinmaru's fuselage climbed in a posture that violated aerodynamics, catching Stelle before soaring into the firmament.
"Woo-hoo~!"
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