Allen did not act rashly.
He controlled Gabriel, standing his ground and maintaining the exact same alert posture as the other two ancient war machines.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes passed.
There was no sign of anything unusual. The two Ancient Golems paid him no mind, treating him like a properly functioning "colleague."
Allen understood.
After overwriting Gabriel's core, the authority level inherent to this body had automatically earned him the "trust" of the entire logic virus network.
Moreover, Gabriel was one of the strongest units in his legion. Within this rigid hierarchical order, it was automatically classified as a "high-privilege unit."
Allen turned his gaze to the silent Teleportation Star Gate.
The Runes on the semi-circular structure had dimmed. Its Magic Power supply had been cut for three years, but the structure was intact. All it needed was to be reconnected to a Magic Source to activate again.
He strode directly toward the Star Gate.
