Mecha: Return of the Pioneers

Chapter 2132 Whose song is better?
“Prome O’s wavered.”

On the planet where the Silver Race stored Nodos, Rom Ro slowly opened his eyes and cast his gaze toward the distant snow-capped mountains.

As a key figure in the Silver Clan's rule over Nodos, how could Rom Low not have noticed the changes within the Silver Clan and the predicament Prome Ou was facing?

But he did not intervene. He even coldly watched as the Silver Clan members wandered back and forth between their home planet and the Argonot, repeatedly experiencing the cycle of being influenced by the song, developing feelings, returning to their home planet, and having their feelings extracted.

To describe it in terms of the long history of the Silver Clan taking over the universe from the Gold Clan, these Silver Clan members are like those lower races whose nerves have been bewitched by certain drugs, becoming dependent on those songs.

"It was truly a disgraceful display."

Rom Rowe looked away, no longer paying attention to the changes in these Silver Clan members.

Since Prome is capable of handling things, then we can leave these matters to her.

Now, he, Rom Ro, the Nodos administrator of the Silver Clan, has something even more important to accomplish.

The Ghost Faces and Tahuangjia have already begun their operation.

Whether these so-called followers can fulfill their promise to find the power the Golden Race left for this universe is something Rom Low will eagerly await.

Therefore, with one of the Silver Clan's leaders entangled in emotions and unable to extricate himself, and the other attracted by the promises of the Ghost Face Clan and Tahuanga, the number of people within the Silver Clan influenced by the song quietly increased.

It's important to understand that the Silver Clan is mostly within a shared spiritual network. Therefore, as more and more Silver Clan members are influenced by the songs, the emotions that arise from the songs spread rapidly throughout this spiritual network like a storm.

Perhaps some people are dismissive of the singing coming from the Argonot.

But don't forget.

On the home planet of the Bronze Clan, Taolong, there exists another very hardworking songstress, known as the Cinderella of the Galaxy.

Her singing voice wasn't as moving as Lynn Minmay's, nor as mesmerizing as Sheryl's, but it possessed an irresistible energy and charm.

In the most intense battle zones, whenever they saw that small figure still standing on the stage, singing with all her might to encourage her fellow soldiers, all the human pilots would spontaneously unleash unprecedented power, driving them to victory after victory.

Even in the medical center, the wounded, ravaged by pain, would miraculously calm down whenever they heard Cinderella's song.

Such capabilities not only shocked their own fleet but also surprised the Silver Clan who were watching the battlefield.

"This singing is different from the singing on the other side of that ship."

Some members of the Silver Clan couldn't resist getting a little closer to the battlefield, but were immediately chased away by a squadron of transforming fighters.

That was the SMS Skull Squad, now equipped with the brand-new VF29.

"You little devils!! If any of you let an enemy in and prevent Lan Hua from continuing her performance, you'll be in for a world of trouble when I get back!"

Ozma, piloting his new VF29, spoke with a ferocious expression.

"Perhaps you would be happier to die at the hands of those insects!"

Upon hearing Ozma's brutal declaration, Michelle, who had found a piece of warship wreckage to hide behind, smiled wryly and retorted.

"How terrifying! Captain Ozma is terrifying today!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Michelle! I don't want to be punished by Captain Ozma! Cover me!"

Having finally shed her new recruit status, Saotome Alto glanced at the MACROSS warship where Lan Hua was and quickly followed Ozma's footsteps.

"Relax! Relax! Mr. Art, look over there, even Richard, the big boss of SMS, has come in person. What are you still worried about?"

Michelle pointed to the battlefield on the other side.

The Jelati combat capsule units, redesigned with antimatter engines, were weaving through a barrage of bullets, either blasting the bugs apart with astonishing close-quarters combat skills or throwing them into disarray with coordinated teamwork, annihilating them in one fell swoop. Their swift and decisive killing techniques left the human pilots witnessing it all in awe.

How can this be called a fight?

It is clearly an art of killing.

This is the power that Richard has brought up from the veteran Gerrard.

Richard originally intended to use the goal of forming a Lin Mingmei bodyguard team to expand the team.

Unfortunately, in the end, Lin Mingmei boarded the Argonot with He Ming, while they remained with the Human Alliance Fleet.

Upon learning this news, the Geraldti guard, including Richard, nearly went berserk.

If it weren't for Lynn Minmay's message promising them first-class tickets to her next concert and autographed CDs as compensation, these raging Jelati aliens would probably have caused quite a stir.

of course.

This does not mean that the anger in the hearts of Richard and other members of the Geraldti guard will disappear.

At this moment, the guards only wanted to kill these insects and vent their frustration and anger.

Driven by rage, one brutal scene after another appeared on the battlefield, terrifying even friendly forces.

Fortunately, the Silver Clan members who were hiding on the sidelines watching the battle did not notice these Jerati aliens. They only focused on Lan Hua Li's singing and communicated with their compatriots who were following the Argonot through the Silver Clan's spiritual network to see whose singing could move them more.

Unbeknownst to them, a strange thing seemed to have appeared in their mental network, which had always been dominated by rationality and calmness.

"The song from that Black Iron Clan ship was even more soothing."

"No! Taolong's singing is even more delightful!"

"No! That's not right! It's the song from that ship!"

"No! That's not right! It's Taolong singing!"

"···"

"Ok?"

Deannara, who was closely monitoring the movements of the Silver Clan following the Argonot, blinked and carefully sensed them, discovering that the mental states of the Silver Clan members behind them had changed once again.

However, because the core of the human and Silver race's thought processes is different, Deanella was unable to immediately discern what had happened.

After some thought, Deannara still found the answer to He Ming's question.

"Can't you sense what happened?"

After listening to Deanella's story, He Ming gradually formed a guess.

"Perhaps, in places we can't see, the Silver Clan has already begun to form the prototype of a fan club."

Deanna was puzzled.

"Fan club?"

"Yes. A fan club. It seems there are Silver Clan members listening to Tao Long's songs too!"

(End of this chapter)