A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1399 - 947: You Can’t Just Come to the Abandoned Ship Whenever You Want

Chapter 1399: Chapter 947: You Can’t Just Come to the Abandoned Ship Whenever You Want

"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."

The heavy hatch opened, and under the dim lighting, a dark passage could be seen ahead. In the flickering light, blood and mutilated corpses were everywhere.

"Oh, God..."

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn’t help but show expressions of horror, not only because of the corpses but also because of their appearance—they weren’t ordinary human bodies, but rather those of humans who appeared to have been modified. Although these people still retained human features, their bodies were filled with various tubes and machinery, and some even had their arms replaced with tools resembling Swiss Army knives. Their heads were open and connected to data cables as well.

Now, these people have become distorted and dismembered corpses lying on the ground.

"What is this...?"

Ashley furrowed her brows, approached one of the bodies cautiously, and looked closely. The person’s abdomen was blown open, revealing pipes and machinery that had almost replaced most of the organs and body.

"I remember Your Honor, the Judge mentioned that these things are called Mecha Servants..."

"Mecha Servants?"

"Correct. According to Your Honor, the Judge, the Tribunal considered it too wasteful of resources to either execute or imprison criminals. So instead, they would transform them into this... half-human, half-mechanical existence to serve as labor."

Speaking of this, Shepperd’s brother couldn’t help but gasp in shock. Back when they were fighting the Reapers, he and his sister had once operated alongside Duanmu Huai. At that time, whenever someone caused a problem, the Judge would get furious and claim that it would be more useful to turn them into Mecha Servants... Well, now he had seen the real thing.

"But... we haven’t seen anything like this in the Tribunal, have we?"

"That’s because it’s ancient technology, declared obsolete by the Tribunal, according to Your Honor."

"...So, Commander, you mean to say..."

"I suspect that this warship likely didn’t originate from the Tribunal."

Shepperd’s brother tightened his grip on his weapon.

"If I’m not mistaken, this should be a warship from the Imperial Era of the Human Empire..."

Human Empire.

With the emergence of the Tribunal, this term was no longer unfamiliar to the Star Union; in fact, historians had already begun researching the history of the Imperial Era. But to stumble upon a warship from the Human Empire here was unexpected. One could imagine the shock it would cause if they managed to bring this warship back to the Star Union.

"Alright, let’s move forward."

As they delved deeper, Shepperd’s brother quickly realized that although the warship’s exterior resembled a Tribunal Warship, the interior was worlds apart.

He had boarded Tribunal Warships more than once, with their grandeur, majesty, and aura of golden radiance, which the lavish decor almost universally represented in every corner. It was more like a magnificent cathedral, a Five-Star Level hotel, with every corner shining with dazzling brightness and noble elegance.

But this warship was completely different.

Dark steel and huge gears occupied most of the ship’s body, still and silent as if the organs within the warship had ceased to function. Its space was also expansive, but unlike the Tribunal Warships, it had no semblance of majesty or opulence, only the quiet, tomb-like silence of steel.

"Clearly, this place has seen a great battle."

After inspecting the bodies, the lieutenant spoke.

"But what confuses us is, why are there only Mecha Servant corpses? There should be other things here, things they fought against, we..."

"Stop."

However, before Ashley could finish speaking, Shepperd’s brother suddenly gestured for her to be quiet, and everyone heard the distant sounds coming from the pipes, the clanging of someone running.

Then, a door nearby suddenly opened, and dozens of figures wrapped in cloaks rushed out, emitting hoarse screams and holding strange weapons, launching an attack directly at Shepperd’s group.

"Attack!"

At that moment, faced with the assault, Shepperd’s brother did not hesitate to issue the command, and shortly afterward Star Alliance Soldiers rapidly took cover behind nearby barriers, drew their weapons, and fired back at the attackers.

In the blink of an eye, the silent grave had turned into a noisy battlefield, with gunfire and shouting overlapping. The attackers charged fearlessly, screaming and pulling triggers instinctively, blasting away at the Star Alliance Soldiers before them. Moreover, it soon became clear to the Star Alliance Soldiers that attempting to stop these attackers by aiming at their limbs was futile; they seemingly felt no pain. Only by blowing up their heads and hearts could a fatal blow be dealt.

Luckily, the Star Alliance Soldiers were well-trained, whereas their opponents were a mere rabble. After the initial confusion, they quickly steadied themselves, cooperatively and tactically eliminating the surprise assailants.