The Galaxy Battle Armor had already guessed with the greatest malice about the "King", yet it didn't expect this guy to be so vicious.
In fact, spending the past two days with G7 had diminished much of the Galaxy Battle Armor's killing intent and darkness.
If it were the Galaxy Battle Armor from ten thousand years ago, whose mind was filled only with battle, it would have guessed the "King's" intentions long ago.
Back then, it had experienced countless battles and seen all sorts of ugliness, even encountering more inhumane alien civilizations.
"I should have realized it earlier. It seems I've also fallen."
"But fortunately, I haven't become a fool like G7."
The Galaxy Battle Armor sighed inwardly. Now, it had undergone a complete transformation and become somewhat weak compared to the past.
Then the Galaxy Battle Armor turned its head to look at G7, filled with sympathy.
A thought suddenly occurred to it — should it inform G7 in advance?
