"Report, I'm in the cockpit, it feels quite good..."
"Bang!"
Cocolia slapped the huge white-painted mecha hard, and her mature golden double-helix curls swayed freely in the air.
"Stop playing space jokes, are you annoying me!"
"Alas, this is the first time I've become a Titan. I need time to get used to it."
The girlish electronic voice came from the huge white armor, adorned with labels such as Biological Hunter, Padrino, Quantum Technology Magic Upgrade, and Titan. The heavy armored body performed a flexible side flip in front of Cocolia, landing on a single finger and steadily supporting its nearly 10-meter huge fuselage.
"As you can see, this is a move a normal Titan Padrino can't do. But I can, because I am the Herrscher of Dominance. Additionally, with the Titan's computing power and intelligent network, the power of domination can extend to other Titans in the same LAN with low consumption. I estimate that I, a Padrino, can control 100 other Titans at will, and no advance technology can take the power of domination from me!"
"I'm Invincible!"
"Don't be arrogant. It's just a good force under the Herrscher. Even with 100 of them, at most, Rita Rossweisse could turn into a them into mere fragments. It's hard to say what we really can go higher than this."
"Really? I think we can at least take down Wendy!"
The Titan turned upright, raising its mechanical arm high and pointing at the ceiling, exuding confidence and pride.
Cocolia frowned but said nothing. This was indeed a powerful force that could not be ignored, and it was absolutely loyal to her.
"I will arrange for the equipment development department to continue to strengthen and build 100 Titans with the best performance. After the organization is formed... The entirety of Anti-entropy, unless Welt can't hold it back and blows my head off, otherwise, I will be the one who stands in the top"
"That's right! I, the Padrino, am invincible! Hahahaha!"
The huge Padrino mecha laughed with a girl's electronic voice for a while, then entered quantum stealth mode and disappeared from the empty basement.
Cocolia turned around, lifted her hair from her forehead with one hand, and laughed wildly, feeling a sudden surge in firepower bringing her a full sense of security.
"Hahaha!"
However, her arrogance was only temporary. Angel, who knew the plot, understood how deep the waters in this world were. A Titan force with extreme performance was indeed strong, but it was far from being a real guarantee.
"Then, it's time to go to the next place. I hope there will be a similar surprise."
...
After leaving the basement, isolated from all external radio wave monitoring, Cocolia strode to the deeper level of the underground base.
"Face recognition, passed."
"Fingerprint recognition, passed."
"Iris recognition, passed."
"Epidermal gene recognition, passed."
"Dear executor Cocolia, please enter the character password and voice password."
"... Passed! Welcome to the highest-level depths of the laboratory, I wish you have a smooth experiment."
Following the order in memory, Cocolia passed the artificial intelligence recognition program in turn and entered the laboratory blocked by a high-strength sealed door.
Obviously, biological experiments were being conducted here.
Dozens of silver-gray cabins stood neatly in the dim light, with light blue fluorescence shining through the glass windows, exuding a cold and strong sense of technology.
Cocolia approached an experimental cabin and saw a sleeping handsome face through the glass window.
"The replica of Welt Joyce is great, it's really an excellent physical material... This wave of profit is huge!"
The emotions of the Angels were so excited that Cocolia unconsciously raised a charming and cunning smile at the corners of her mouth.
"Bang!"
Since all the monitoring devices had been removed in advance, Cocolia stopped suppressing her expectations, broke through the glass cover, and reached out to grab the clone's face.
Then, in the environment where the nutrient solution flowed, Cocolia dragged the body out.
Cocolia's purple eyes turned into a golden cross.
After a minute, two minutes, it took a full 30 minutes.
A naked little girl stood in front of Cocolia, with golden and soft long hair, big purple eyes as clear as gems, and a tender little face. She looked like a little girl in her early 10s, looking at Cocolia with a simple and cute expression.
"Mom~~"
"My mom, you sick dumbass! Do you all have to disgust me once!"
Cocolia slapped the little girl with a dark face.
Although this body is indeed in its early 30s, I, Angel, will always be a 16-year-old girl!
The little girl smiled, stuck out her pink tongue, then crossed her legs and dangled in front of Cocolia, spreading her arms. Her golden hair also floated in the air against gravity as she said:
"The body reshaped based on Joyce's clone is strong!"
"I can feel that this body's adaptability to Honkai energy is terrifyingly high. It should be the strongest individual at present!"
"The power to manipulate gravity, the infinite Honkai energy from the imaginary space, although the output limit is still a shame compared to a Herrscher, but... it is still strong, so strong that I don't know my limit."
"But unfortunately, the power remaining in the clone is not the same as the power of the Herrscher of Reason. I was not able to obtain even a tiny part of the power of reason."
Cocolia nodded as expected, without excessive surprise or disappointment, but said with expectation:
"Hurry up and see if you can use this as a template to copy the body! If you can do it, all our clones can be shaped with this template in the future, and the overall combat effectiveness will be improved to another level."
The little girl nodded and stretched out her hand, and the purple glow condensed into a human shape in her hand.
After a moment, the light dissipated, and there was nothing in her hand.
Cocolia frowned and shook her head:
"As expected, there is a limit to the physical body created out of thin air, and the quality of Joyce's clone has exceeded that limit."
"It is indeed expected. After all, if there were no limits to the physical body created out of thin air, then the original Herrscher of Dominance would not be a thousand puppets, but a thousand S-rank Valkyries."
"It may also be because we are still too weak. If we obtain other Herrscher cores or powers, or develop the powers more deeply, we may be able to increase the upper limit of shaping."
"That is also for the future. Fortunately, there are more than 20 successful Joyce clones, enough for everyone in the theater to use... No, maybe they should be kept. Because after using it, you can no longer change your image. What if you need another powerful image in the future?"
"I agree. What we need is not this combat power, but the tactical flexibility of replacing identities at any time. Don't lose the big picture for the small."
"By the way, call me Ninti in the future. I always think this name should be very suitable for me."
Cocolia discussed with Ninti, and then sent the liquid capsules in the laboratory to the Domination Theater one by one.
So far, the combat power bonus that can be directly obtained by using Cocolia's identity has been obtained, and other things will have to be planned slowly in the future.
After doing what can be done, Cocolia wrapped Ninti's petite body with a cloak and left the laboratory, holding Ninti like a child.
But when the door of the laboratory slowly closed, Ninti's golden little head popped out from under the cloak and stretched out her fleshy little hands.
"Star of Eden... No, this move should be called, Earth-shattering Star!"
A strong black gravitational point appeared in the center of the laboratory, swallowing up everything around it like a real black hole, and in the blink of an eye, the laboratory was completely destroyed from the inside out, leaving only a slowly collapsing underground hole, nothing else.
Cocolia is now Angel's clone, and she should try to wash off the stains that can be washed off, and she can't be beaten by everyone like in the original timeline.
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