I'm the King Of Technology Chapter 1973 In We Go!

Holy Feather, Oh Holy Feather… where are you? (^w^)

Truly… where could that feather have gone?

Stepping out of the aircraft's lavatory, Landon wore a wide, triumphant smirk. He couldn't help but think about his success in plundering not just the Holy Feather from Adonis, but the Holy Stone as well. To top it off, he had shattered the pool of golden waters, leaving them to wail in misery as he made his escape. One could only imagine the frantic chaos currently unfolding. 'They’ve likely locked down the Capital, convinced I’m still hiding nearby and unable to flee.' Landon let out a soft chuckle, finding the entire situation hilarious. Thanks to this diversion, they would never suspect a full-scale enemy invasion was about to crash down on them tonight. Taking his seat, Landon glanced at the unexpected companions surrounding him. There was Gregory, the ruler of Titarian; Artemis, the monarch of the Soma empire in Omania; and Lucia from Zalipnia. It wasn't actually that shocking, considering nearly every monarch, Royal, and King-father had volunteered for today’s campaign. Of course, he hadn't sent them into the fray unprotected. Every Baymardian squad included individuals with superpowers specifically assigned to guard these Royals. Furthermore, he could warp through time to rescue them if a dire emergency arose. This was the reason he kept a separate set of baggy Samurai robes in his space—easy to put on and take off—along with a variety of different masks. "How is everyone feeling?" All three, along with the rest of the group, gave firm nods. "Doing well, brother Landon," Gregory answered in a quiet voice. "After all, I have Luck on my side." (^v^)

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Luck… what a peculiar gift.

Did you know? Gregory’s specialized superpower is Luck. It’s hard to fathom how many assassins have attempted to take his life, only for something bizarre to ruin their hidden weapon strikes. Hah! They would hurl daggers at him, but—oh!—a blade would strike a hard-shelled bumblebee, ricocheting away after grazing the insect's tough backside. What? Unbelievable! And then…

They would fire again. But what happened? That bumblebee had a companion flying by at that exact moment? '...' [The Assassins]

One could argue that Gregory was the most difficult human being to assassinate in history. It wasn't due to his martial prowess, but simply his absurd, blind luck. Even when the killers reported their failures, their superiors looked at them as if they were idiots inventing pathetic excuses. Seriously? A bumblebee had a friend? A landslide occurred at the precise millisecond an arrow was meant to pierce Gregory? Wait for it… and you're claiming that during the landslide, a passing giant bird just happened to snatch Gregory up in the nick of time? Sure, whatever you say.

What’s next, the Baymardian Fairy Godmother showed up and Bibidi-Babidi-Booed him into a magical carriage?

'Actually, yes! Well, not a Fairy Godmother, but the bird dropped him right into a carriage, and that carriage belonged to one of Gregory's closest allies!' The assassins were desperate to justify themselves, but who would ever believe such a tale? …

Before long, the fleet circled their target zones, waiting for the personnel in the flying Megs to deploy and eliminate the numerous scouts concealed in the forest. Pue! Peu! Peu! They aimed their weapons at the hidden men below, who were now scrambling in terror after realizing they had been spotted by flying metal monsters. How did these metallic beasts pinpoint their exact coordinates when they were using high-level stealth techniques? These scouts had actually noticed the flying objects first and were rushing to report back. So, how could the enemy track them so flawlessly? [Target, locked.]

Pue! Pue! Peu!~

The flying metal monsters showed no mercy. "No! I have to inform my masters in the Capital immediately!" ~Pue!

"A whistle… I have to blow the warning whistle." ~Peu!

"A signal flare. I need to fire a white flag into the air so other scouts can see it and pass the message to the Capital in this—"

~Pue. Pue!

"Groar!" A wild beast bellowed. ~Pue!

… Look, it was wartime now; every enemy, including the wild predators that tried to pounce on them, would feel their fury. A pack of giant Bovias—creatures that were half-bull and half-lizard—no longer dared to get close. Want a meal? Go scavenge the corpses of the fallen. Extremely quickly, the area was secured, and the massive cargo aircraft began their landings one by one. Then the offloading started. Rows of military vehicles rolled out, marching toward the Capital city. Moving this many vehicles by air would be impossible with standard Earth technology. But Landon had pushed far beyond those limits. Back on Earth, flying a single car could cost between $2,000 and $8,000 due to the labor and complexity. Even so, the wealthy often preferred air freight over sea containers. Landon had eliminated the difficulties of aerial transport, especially after developing his metal-enhancing tech that reduced weight while significantly increasing durability.

Vrmmmm!~

The vehicles moved out in formation. Landon stayed back for a moment, as his specific unit was designated to strike the Central Capital once the battle was fully underway. Gregory, Lucia, and Artemis departed with their respective teams, splitting off to follow their missions. Inside his vehicle, Gregory squeezed his fists, trying to stop his legs from shaking. It was surreal to think they were finally taking on the ultimate enemy, the Great Morgany. Who wouldn't feel a chill down their spine? "Your Majesty Gregory, please stay seated and wait until we breach the city gates as planned."

"Understood!" Gregory nodded firmly, bracing himself while the thunderous roar of explosions filled the air. But the most stunning sight was seeing the soldier he was talking to suddenly leap into a seat that looked like it belonged in a video game.

Who am I? What am I? Where am I? (?0?)

Grmmm~

The roof of the military vehicle slid open. With tense muscles, Gregory watched them press the red buttons on their joysticks. Feeuuuu~

A high-pitched whistling echoed, followed by the launch of a strange, egg-sized projectile screaming toward the gates. Boom! It left a massive indentation in the metal, though it wasn't enough to completely demolish the incredibly thick gates. However—Ahhh! Agonized screams erupted from the Morgs stationed right behind the entrance.

Heavens! The bird-shaped drones captured a gruesome image just seconds after impact. It was a bloodbath!

Through the jagged hole, they could clearly see several Morgs with sharp metal shards embedded in their skulls and limbs.