Great, we're doomed now!

But now... from this moment on, everything is different!

"You're awake?" The door slid open, and Agnica walked in with a relieved smile on her face. "How are you feeling? There aren't many usable rooms in the base right now, so you'll have to make do."

"Mr. Cayère!" Birdwin jumped out of bed excitedly. "It was Lord Kuse! It must have been Lord Kuse who saved me!"

Agnica paused for a moment, then nodded: "When I saw your injuries heal miraculously, I already knew what had happened..."

“No! Don’t react so normally!” Birdwin grabbed Agnica’s shoulders, his eyes gleaming with ecstatic joy. “I saw it with my own eyes this time, and it was clearer than ever before! In the darkness, a golden figure healed—it must be Lord Kuze’s power!”

He paced excitedly around the room: "Think about it, Lord Kuze must have somehow transferred the power of healing to me, which means that he truly chose me, and my life must have some kind of meaning!"

"..."

Águnica frowned, as if she wanted to say something, but seeing Birdwin's fanatical expression, she finally just sighed.

"In any case, it's good that you've recovered, but you should keep this to yourself and not spread it around. Our lord doesn't like such rumors—even if they're true."

The lunar base has been captured by us, and Lord Kuze is directing troops to orbit the moon and clear out the remaining M·A.

"Let's go to the hangar. [Simonli] has been repaired, and Lord Kuze needs every warrior."

"it is good!"

The flame of battle reignited in Baldwin's eyes: "Of course! I will continue to fight for Lord Kuze until my last breath!"

He strode towards the door, his steps firm and powerful, as if he had never been injured. Agnukka watched his retreating figure, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"It's like he's on stimulants... He's not the only one who's been cured, but only this guy is so excited... No wonder Lord Kuze told me to keep a close eye on him."

Agunica shook his head; he didn't have much energy left to devote to this delusional knight.

The moon is now back under human control, but the Legion's current configuration is insufficient to repair the base and restart it.

So this time they are only taking a temporary rest on the moon, cleaning up the M·A while taking good care of the ship and the wounded. If they really want a full overhaul, it would be best to return to Earth first.

This is precisely what is currently tugging at Agnica's mind:

The demons' triumphant return to Earth!

-

Deep within the lunar base, in a hastily cleared isolation chamber, [Bayeri] stood silently. His silver armor gleamed coldly under the emergency lights, a stark contrast to the mountain of M·A wreckage piled on the ground.

Ye Shou stood in front of the machine, his gaze fixed on the pile of twisted metal in the center of the cabin.

That was the central processor recovered from the core area of ​​the "An" warship wreckage. Although it was severely damaged, its intricate structure was still visible.

“It’s all here,” Ruri said softly, her Stand [Machine Girl] appearing and disappearing behind her. “I can feel that the killing experience here is extremely rich, almost exceeding the storage limit of memory media… I can’t believe that this is something that machines can accumulate.”

Ye Shou merely narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, showing no surprise.

M·A is a creation born from human hands, but humans don't fully understand it; its KDA is calculated in hundreds of millions. From a metaphysical perspective, it could somehow have a "human-centric" or "civilization-centric" buff.

In other words, it hasn't truly become a silicon-based civilization yet; it's merely at the level of an out-of-control android. And there aren't that many supernatural elements in *Iron Blood*, otherwise Ye Shou would face far greater challenges than he does now.

"Lord Ye Shou, I'm afraid I can't extract this much data with my mental strength alone."

"I see."

With a thought, Ye Shou summoned the [Prosperous Kingdom], which infused a large amount of life energy into Liuli's body. A pale golden light flashed in the maid's eyes, and the exquisite doll behind her solidified.

Ruri stretched out her hands, and the Stand's power began to activate, causing ripples in the air as if an invisible force was stirring it. Then, a dark red halo began to appear on the wreckage, like congealed blood.

"This is the first time I've seen such a massive record. It's definitely not comparable to a machine like Hasmon... I'm finding it a bit difficult."

"Isn't that enough?" Ye Shou nodded, and his substitute behind him materialized from the void, burning a mark.

The golden figure suddenly exuded an even more majestic aura, creating a strange resonance with the glass stand.

Two forces intertwined, beginning to extract the dark data records from the wreckage and craft them into independent, living entities. The crimson light struggled and twisted, as if countless unseen hands were resisting the process.

Firewall?

The AI's defense was extremely stubborn, putting [Ingenious Heiress] in a difficult situation.

Her Stand ability is not absolute; it depends on certain conditions. She can easily extract certain experience and skills from people or things that have no will to resist, but it takes more effort to use them against people with strong wills.

Clearly, this piece of wreckage belongs to the latter; the stubborn logic of mechanical life rejects glass.

I already suspected it when I targeted Hasmon, but I didn't expect "An" to be of such a higher level...

"They're resisting." Fine beads of sweat appeared on Liuli's forehead. "I need more motivation~"

A sharp screech filled the air; it wasn't a sound heard through the ears, but a shriek that directly affected the mind.

Ye Shou frowned slightly: "Alright! Share half the pressure with me, let me do the 'tug-of-war' with it!"

The description "tug-of-war" is very apt, because the process does require pulling.

Their doubles worked in perfect coordination, one extracting and the other solidifying, gradually stripping away the violent killing intent from the wreckage.

The process lasted for nearly ten minutes. When the last trace of dark red was extracted, the remains suddenly quieted down and became like ordinary scrap metal.

"Now!"

"[A Prosperous Nation]!"

The golden-colored Stand clapped its hands together, and the continuous blows gradually compressed and solidified the red light, eventually covering it with its clasped hands.

“It’s finished.” Ye Shou examined the item carefully. “This is the killing essence of M·A.”

It was a blood-red medal with silver letters on it, the front and back bearing the letters "M" and "A" respectively.

This is different from the soul coin left by Sukuna Oni. The Oni coin contained substantial spiritual power, while the Crimson Medal merely intercepted the living spirit extracted from Ruri and gave it a fixed shape.

It has no power of its own, just like other living beings created by Liuli, and must be integrated into an object to function.

Considering M·A's capabilities, battleships and mobile suits would naturally be suitable for it.

Ye Shou noticed Liu Li's gaze, and, holding the medal, asked with a smile, "Want it?"

"……Do not."

Liuli looked at it longingly for a moment, but then shook her head and did not accept it.

"It feels too heavy for me, I'm not capable of handling it... only you can do it."

"let it go."

Ye Shou flicked his finger, and the crimson medal flipped and flew high into the air. The storage compartment on the [Prosperous Country]'s body opened automatically and sucked it in.

This thing is indeed not suitable for being controlled by others, otherwise no one can guarantee that another "hateful intelligence" will not be created, especially after returning to the main world... In Ultraman Tiga, there really are monsters created by AI that have gone out of control, the kind that have both numerical values ​​and mechanics.

Liuli's refusal demonstrates self-awareness:

The maid has a weak sense of right and wrong; she maintains a generally kind demeanor only to avoid being disliked by Ye Shou.

If left unchecked, she genuinely wouldn't mind using AI for dirty work, and it's easy to get lost in that power.

"In that case, Lord Ye Shou has even more trump cards... Hmm~"

Liuli let out a soft moan and suddenly collapsed from exhaustion. Ye Shou caught her from behind, and her soft body nestled against him, the two of them able to feel each other's warmth.

"Liuli, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing... I'm probably just mentally exhausted." Liuli gently loosened her collar. "This military uniform is suffocating... I'm sorry, Lord Ye Shou, I might need to rest for a while."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm the one who should apologize for making you work so hard."

"Lord Ye Shou~"

A flirtatious glint appeared in Liuli's eyes:

I'm sorry, Lucy, although I promised I wouldn't sneak food in secret...

A certain hacker girl has always dreamed of traveling to the moon, so she naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. However, the maid is a very realistic person, and the moon doesn't hold any special romantic meaning for her.

At most, you can use this as bedding and explore more ways to play with it.

By the way, gravity is very weak on the moon, it must feel very different~

The girl parted her cherry lips slightly: "Could you help me take off my clothes so I can get some fresh air—"

Beep beep beep beep!

"Communication? Sorry."

Ye Shou casually opened the communication channel, where someone was asking for his opinion on the specific details of the triumphant return to Earth.

Ye Shou nodded as he read, his expression very serious, and he looked like he was about to take out his stylus to make some corrections.

Liuli, who was standing to the side, silently pursed her lips and buttoned her collar back up.

-

"!"

Danger?!

Agunica suddenly flipped over and fell off the chair, instinctively looking into outer space like a startled rabbit.

"Wrong, an illusion?"

He subconsciously touched the Alaya consciousness point behind his head. Agnica's mental power was particularly outstanding in danger perception, and it had saved him more than once in battle.

But now it seems that being too perceptive is not a good thing. He must have been frightened by the will that M·A left on the battlefield... Apart from this ruthless killing machine, there is no other place that can produce such pure killing intent.

"It seems the battlefield wasn't cleaned up properly..."

Chapter 184 [Kuze is not a god]

On the day of the triumphant ceremony, the sky over Sydney was a clear, deep blue, and the sunlight shone on the Opera House's white, shell-shaped roof, reflecting a dazzling light.

Around the port, hundreds of thousands of people gathered, creating a sea of ​​excitement. In the city, every street was covered by a sea of ​​people. They stood in squares, on docks, and even on the rooftops of distant high-rise buildings, waving flags, banners, and fluorescent boards, all their eyes fixed on the cleared area between the sky and the bay.

On the high platform, the host's voice was loud and passionate, transmitted through various instruments via radio waves, and then heard by the public:

"We once walked with our heads bowed on our own land, and were forced to fear the starry sky we once looked up at."

We have been consumed by the very wisdom we created, losing loved ones, the moon, and the glory that belonged to humankind!

He opened his arms wide, as if to embrace the entire sky:

"But today, we have finally picked up our lost pride!"

Lord Kuze Yoru and his legion, the saviors bearing the name of demon gods, have finally broken the wings of the Angel of Slaughter. They not only repelled the powerful enemy at the gates of Sydney, but also traversed the stars to reclaim the moon—our first beacon in our return to deep space!

The crowd erupted in cheers like a landslide and a tsunami!