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The metal surface gleams with a cool luster under the light, and every line demonstrates strength and perseverance.

The rivets and seams throughout the mecha seemed to reveal the complex manufacturing process it underwent. The massive mechanical arms and thick armor seemed ready to take on any challenge.

Lareo stood in front of the Dreadnought, his eyes full of excitement.

She paced around the Dreadnought, carefully examining every detail, constantly thinking about how to further optimize its performance.

Perturabo stood aside, quietly watching his sister's focused expression, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, revealing a hint of a smile.

In this special space, family affection and the pursuit of powerful strength are intertwined.

Lario gently stroked the cold outer shell of the Dreadnought, then turned to Perturabo, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He said, "Perturabo, the basic framework of this Dreadnought is already quite impressive, but we can make it even more powerful. I'm thinking of installing micro-thrusters in its leg joints. This would greatly improve its maneuverability."

Perturabo nodded slightly, his gaze following Lareo's hand to the mech's legs. After a moment's thought, he replied, "That's a good idea, but the installation of micro-thrusters may affect the load-bearing structure of the legs. We need to re-evaluate and reinforce the relevant parts to ensure that while enhancing mobility, it does not weaken the mech's overall stability."

Lareo's eyes lit up, and she quickly ran to a nearby workbench, picked up a pen and paper, and began sketching a preliminary design. As she sketched, she said, "Yes, you're right. We can use a new type of composite material to reinforce the legs. This material will increase strength without adding too much weight."

Perturabo walked over to her, looking at the concept gradually taking shape on the sketch, and added, "Also, the energy supply for the thrusters must be properly addressed. The additional power demand cannot affect the energy distribution of the mecha's other core systems."

The two of them had a heated discussion around the sketch, constantly improving the design details.

Perturabo couldn't help but sigh inwardly that his sister's outstanding talents in the fields of psychic power and mechanics were truly amazing.

She pioneered the fusion of psychic energy and machinery, giving the fearless mecha before her unprecedented potential.

However, in Perturabo's opinion, she seemed rather stingy in using her psychic powers to enhance her mecha.

In his imagination, with Lario's ability, he could give this mecha more psychic powers, release more terrifying power, and turn it into a true disaster-level killing weapon.

Once achieved, this fearless mecha will be able to move into an empty space on its own and instantly drag ten star regions into the turbulent waves of death and blood, becoming a terrifying existence.

But when Perturabo made this suggestion to Lareo, she rejected it without hesitation.

Lareo was resolute, simply because she was deeply opposed to it.

She felt that if she did what Perturabo said, she would inevitably be drawn closer to a being she extremely disliked.

The ideas and behavior represented by that existence run counter to the principles she holds in her heart.

Faced with Lario's firm attitude, Perturabo knew that it was useless to say more, so he did not mention the matter again.

They continued to focus on improving and perfecting other aspects of the Dreadnought, but in Perturabo's heart, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful for not being able to realize that more powerful vision of perfect art.

Although the idea of ​​turning the Dreadnought into a terrifying natural disaster was no longer mentioned, Perturabo and Lario's cooperation in other areas remained close and efficient.

They devoted themselves to optimizing the existing performance of the Dreadnought, and were committed to increasing its combat effectiveness to the extreme within the acceptable range of Lario.

In the days that followed, Lario, with her superb skills in the field of mechanics and her unique understanding of the manipulation of psionics, made a series of fine adjustments to the weapon system of the Dreadnought.

The energy output frequency of laser weapons has been recalibrated, enabling them to release more concentrated and powerful beams in a short period of time, enhancing their instantaneous lethality.

At the same time, it also cleverly uses psychic power and integrates a subtle sensing mechanism into the weapon's aiming system, allowing the Dreadnought Mech to lock onto targets more accurately and quickly, and can lock onto targets firmly even if the target is moving at high speed or in a complex electromagnetic interference environment.

Perturabo focused on the mecha's defense and power systems.

The Lord of Steel's technology was used to strengthen and upgrade the outer shell of the Dreadnought.

In terms of the power system, he significantly improved the energy utilization efficiency of the mecha and enhanced its endurance by improving the energy conversion device and optimizing the power transmission lines.

As one improvement after another was implemented, the dreadnought gradually became more powerful and larger.

In a simulation test, the upgraded Dreadnought mecha demonstrated impressive performance.

It can move flexibly in complex terrain, and its weapons attacks are accurate and powerful. Its defense system can effectively resist various simulated enemy attacks and remain almost unscathed.

Perturabo and Lario smiled at each other as they watched the impressive data displayed on the test screen.

Although the final result did not reach the devastating level that Perturabo originally envisioned, the powerful dreadnought mecha in front of them had already condensed their efforts and wisdom, becoming a powerful weapon that was enough to scare the enemy.

Lareo looked at Perturabo and asked softly, "Are you still angry because I refused your suggestion of the weapon that could destroy the Scourge?" There was a hint of worry in her eyes. After all, that was something Perturabo had been looking forward to, but she had decisively rejected it.

Perturabo shook his head slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips, and said without hesitation, "No."

Lario was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Perturabo to be so calm. He couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

She was really curious about what could have made Perturabo so easily give up this plan that might be extremely important to him.

Perturabo spoke slowly, "Because that is your unique knowledge, you have absolute authority in this area. Your understanding of the fusion of psychic energy and machinery is unmatched. Since you believe that it is inappropriate to create such a destructive weapon, you must have your reasons, and you certainly have the right to refuse."

Lario's eyes flickered with longing as he spoke slowly, "In my ideal, or rather, according to my thinking, after the Great Crusade is over, most of the Astartes warriors should be dismissed, their blades transformed into tillers to cultivate the barren lands. We Primarchs will also return to Terra together. Then, just like the feudal lords of ancient Terra, the Primarchs will be enfeoffed according to their merits."

Perturabo listened to Lario's words and couldn't help but feel a complex mix of emotions.

On the one hand, he felt that his sister's ideas were too childish and naive.

In his opinion, the situation after the Great Crusade was so complicated that it was impossible to handle everything so simply by dividing the country.

The Primarchs each possessed powerful forces and huge legions. How could they properly balance the interests and power of all parties by simply using the ancient and simple method of enfeoffment of princes?

However, on the other hand, he felt that this idea was not completely impossible to achieve.

After all, the Great Crusade is currently advancing steadily according to the Emperor's grand blueprint, with unstoppable force along the way. Almost no alien race can stop humanity's progress.

From this perspective, it seems that there is really a possibility that the future will usher in a period of relative peace, creating conditions for everything Lareo envisions.

But Perturabo had his own concerns.

The first and foremost issue was the rewarding of the Primarchs. Each Primarch had made remarkable achievements during the Great Crusade, and how to reward them fairly and impartially, ensuring that all parties were satisfied, was undoubtedly a thorny problem.

Moreover, he was disgusted by the cyborgs who had taken possession of his genes without his consent, calling themselves Astartes.

Perturabo pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly, "Rio, while your idea may be somewhat romantic, it will be fraught with practical difficulties. The Primarchs have different personalities and philosophies. Disputes could easily arise over how to divide fiefdoms and define power if not handled with care. Furthermore, the Astartes warriors have been bred for combat since their birth. It's unclear whether they can adapt to the task of reclaiming land and suddenly being asked to return to the fields."

Lareo frowned slightly and retorted, "But wars must eventually end. The Astartes cannot continue to fight on the battlefield forever. They possess physical strength and abilities far superior to those of ordinary people. If they can be used for construction, human society will surely develop better. As for the division of Primarchs, we can formulate detailed and fair rules based on merit and contribution. I believe everyone will agree."

Perturabo nodded. He really didn't want to delay on this topic for too long. After all, the future situation was full of variables, and there were many practical matters that needed to be dealt with urgently.

He then turned the conversation to the Dreadnought in front of him, saying, "Look, this Dreadnought we built is now six meters tall. Thanks to the significant addition of defensive equipment and a wider range of weapons, its size has grown from five meters to six meters."

A sly yet smug smile appeared on Lareo's face. He said, "No, Lab, that's not the most important thing. Take a closer look. Don't you think this Dreadnought looks a lot like you? Especially when you're wearing armor. I designed it specifically based on your image."

Lareo paced around the Dreadnought as he spoke, his eyes full of admiration and pride. This mecha was not only a powerful weapon of war, but its gray color made it clear at a glance that it was a meticulously crafted work of art in the style of the Iron Warriors.

Perturabo smiled a little, a smile of understanding.

Of course he knew that Lario used himself as a template to build this dreadnought mecha, after all, he was responsible for the outer armor.

From the overall tough lines of the mecha to the unique design of certain details, everything echoes his own image.

The Lord of Steel walked forward and gently stroked the cold and hard shell of the Dreadnought, as if he could feel the emotions his sister poured into it.

Chapter 305: Finished Product Effect, The Throne Will Always Open for You

"Perhaps we should go out and try out the power of the new weapons." Lario said with an eager glint in his eyes.

"Hmm?" Perturabo looked confused, not understanding why Lario suddenly proposed to take action.

However, he then heard a prompt tone coming from the communication channel and a message came into view.

The Iron Blood captured an alien pirate alliance.

Perturabo instantly understood Lario's intention and asked half-jokingly, "Prophecy? Prescience? How did you know the enemy was coming?"

Lario explained with a smile, "This isn't anything magical. It's just a very normal, basic way of using psychic energy. By increasing my perception by dozens, or even thousands of times, and then communicating with the machine spirit, it will give me answers and allow me to be aware of potential threats around me, just like this time with the Alien Pirate Alliance."

For a Primarch who specialized in psychic powers, being able to use psychic powers without any side effects was just a common thing, but Perturabo knew very well that there were very few people who could skillfully combine this psychic skill with machinery. He couldn't help but secretly admire his sister's talent again.

Lario raised his head. "My Commander, it's time to lead the troops into battle. As for this new weapon, leave it to me!"

Perturabo looked at her high-spirited posture, as if she was ready to face the upcoming battle challenge. He nodded slightly and replied softly, "Hmm."

He understood his sister's enthusiasm for operating the new weapon and believed in her ability.

Without saying much, he turned and left this high-tech laboratory, walking towards his command room with steady and powerful steps.

Each step was carried with the unique majesty and decisiveness of a Primarch. After all, he had quickly outlined a combat strategy to deal with the Alien Pirate Alliance in his mind a few seconds ago.

Perturabo stepped into the command room, and the originally noisy room suddenly became quiet, with all the crew members' eyes focused on him.

The Lord of Steel strode towards the command desk, his eyes scanning the various monitoring screens, on which various data about the Alien Pirate Alliance kept flashing.

"Report the details." Perturabo's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the command room like a huge bell.

Trident immediately stepped forward, pointing to one of the screens and saying, "Sir, the Alien Pirate Alliance is composed of several different species and has approximately fifty warships of various types. They are currently approaching our route. Their intentions are unclear, but based on their trajectory, they are very likely to attack us."

Perturabo frowned slightly, staring at the red dot representing the alien fleet on the screen, his mind rapidly analyzing the situation. "Inform all warships to enter level one combat readiness, activate shields, and maintain weapon systems on standby. Adjust the fleet formation to a flying v-shaped formation. Strengthen defenses on the wings, and maintain firepower in the center."

"Yes!" The crew responded in unison and quickly conveyed the order to the entire fleet.

At the same time, Lario came to the control room of the Dreadnought and slowly walked towards the control panel.

This dreadnought mecha, which embodies the hard work of the two primarchs, is about to test its power in actual combat.

The mecha was started skillfully, and accompanied by a low roar, the various instruments of the mecha began to flash, and the self-check of various systems was completed, and everything was ready.

"Fight alongside me." Lario said softly, and then established a deeper connection with the machine spirit through psychic energy.

In an instant, she seemed to have merged with the mecha and could clearly sense every subtle change in the mecha.

On the deck of the Iron Blood, the Dreadnought mecha started up slowly, and its huge mechanical feet stepped heavily on the ground, making a dull sound.

Lareo controlled the Dreadnought and walked towards the edge of the battleship, ready to engage in battle at any time.

As the fleet entered combat readiness, a tense and solemn atmosphere permeated the entire Iron Blood.

Perturabo stared at the surveillance screen, closely following the Alien Pirate Alliance's every move. He watched as the alien fleet's formation gradually unfolded, seemingly searching for a flaw in the Iron Blood fleet's defenses.

"Sir, the alien fleet seems to be trying to outflank us." Trident said, pointing to the constantly changing red dot on the screen.

Perturabo sneered. "Hmph, xenos are garbage and should be consigned to the toilet. Order the fleets on both wings to maintain tight defenses and release jamming signals to disrupt their communications and navigation systems. The central fleet prepares a salvo of main guns to give them a warning."

"Yes, sir!" The three (nine) cage IV6 spear quickly conveyed the order.

For a moment, the wings of the Iron Blood Fleet flashed with light, and the interference signal spread towards the alien fleet like a cloud of invisible fog.

At the same time, the battleship's main gun began to charge, and huge energy gathered at the muzzle, emitting a dazzling light.

"Main gun fully charged, request to fire!" Trident reported loudly.

"Fire!" Perturabo ordered.

Several thick energy beams shot out like thunder, cutting through the dark space and heading straight for the Alien Pirate Alliance's fleet.

A violent explosion erupted in the alien fleet. Several alien warships that reacted a little slower were instantly hit, turning into balls of brilliant sparks and debris flying everywhere.

At this time, Lario had already arrived at the edge of the battleship in his dreadnought.

She communicated with the Machine Spirit and learned about the spectacular scene of the main gun salvo. "Raber has already started the action, and I can't fall behind. But why don't the battleships have windows?"

Then he activated the propulsion device of the Dreadnought and rushed towards the battlefield.

The alien pirates were caught off guard by the Iron Blood's sudden counterattack, but they quickly adjusted themselves and began to organize a firepower counterattack.

Dense energy beams shot out from the alien fleet and poured towards the Iron Blood fleet. For a moment, light and shadows intertwined in the universe, and explosions sounded one after another.

Lareo controlled the Dreadnought to flexibly move through the artillery fire while activating a new weapon system.

The shoulder turret of the Dreadnought began to rotate, and strange energy rays shot out, accurately hitting an approaching alien warship.

The battleship was instantly enveloped by energy, the hull began to twist and deform, and finally turned into dust with a loud bang.

"The power of this new weapon is truly amazing!" Lario shouted excitedly, continuing to control the Dreadnought, rushing deep into the enemy camp, tearing open one line of defense after another for the Iron Blood fleet.

Perturabo, in the command room, watched the Dreadnought radiate its brilliance on the battlefield, his lips curling slightly. "Precise and efficient, the Dreadnought's firepower rivals that of the Emperor Titan, drawing upon the user's energy to launch psychic attacks. A work of art, an exceptional operator."

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Lareo piloted her Dreadnought, charging through the enemy lines. Alien warships burst into flames and exploded wherever she went. With her exceptional control skills and the Dreadnought's powerful capabilities, she continuously broke through the Alien Pirate Alliance's defenses.

The aliens seemed to realize the threat posed by this dreadnought and began to concentrate their firepower on attacking it.

All of a sudden, countless beams of energy poured towards the Dreadnought, and Lario was suddenly enveloped by brilliant and deadly light.

She was fully focused, her hands dancing rapidly on the control panel. Relying on her deep connection with the machine spirit, she predicted the attack trajectory in advance and controlled the fearless mecha to perform a series of thrilling evasive moves.

The fearless mecha sometimes moved sideways to avoid the dense artillery fire coming from the front; sometimes it jumped high to avoid the energy beams sweeping from below.

Despite this, some of the attacks still hit the Dreadnought, and the shield energy dropped rapidly under the continuous impact, emitting a sharp alarm.

"Damn it, the shield won't last long at this rate!" Lario gritted her teeth, but there was no fear in her eyes. She quickly adjusted her strategy and stopped dodging. Instead, she found an opportunity and activated the newly equipped defense assistance system of the Dreadnought Mech.

In an instant, a layer of energy shield flashing with faint light quickly unfolded outside the fearless mecha, blocking all incoming attacks.

This extra layer of shield not only effectively resists the alien's firepower, but also bounces some of the energy back.

The rebounded energy hit the alien warship, causing a series of explosions and throwing the aliens into chaos.

In the command room, Perturabo took in all of this. While directing the fleet to deal with the Alien Pirate Alliance's overall offensive, he also kept a close eye on the battle situation in Larion.