Lloyd clearly remembered that at the end of the Transcendence ritual, the image frozen in his mind was a super cool giant mecha. It had everything: beam sabers, funnels, huge wings, expansion backpacks, and a psycommu frame, while also functioning as a fighter jet, a tank, and a luxury sports car, completely free of copyright issues.
Its color scheme was a full sci-fi silvery-white, and not a single one of those ornate, handsome accessories with entirely unclear purposes was missing.
So what on earth was this pitch-black, weird-looking blob currently presented before him?
Chapter 360