Grisha and Anne exchanged glances, then walked towards the two star-whisper class giant battlesuits.
Trusting their son, they were naturally willing to pilot these top-tier divine machines.
One thing was certain: the larger a mechanical body, the more robust its materials had to be.
This was dictated by the laws of gravity; to support a massive giant battlesuit in combat, its metal components would necessarily have to be exceptionally strong.
Being knights of the knight house themselves, they were naturally very interested in these two rows of titans, but as they approached the star-whisper class, they suddenly remembered something: they didn't seem to know how to board this enormous titan.
But how could Zeke ever trick his own parents?
The moment they both approached the two giant battlesuits, a blue light shone down directly, and then they vanished from their spots, reappearing inside the giant titan.
"Pilot detected. Hello, I am Star-Whisper BT001."
"Neural connection in progress, weapon system check in progress, visual simulation in progress, life support simulation in progress, dark energy core status check in progress, shield generator check in progress. All checks complete. Welcome back, Pilot."
"Pilot gear not detected. Please equip your gear now to ensure your safety."
This was the dialogue inside Grisha's star-whisper class giant battlesuit, and Anne's star-whisper class giant battlesuit had the same dialogue, though its designation was Star-Whisper BT002.
Under the guidance of the titan's AI, Grisha and Anne donned all their gear, and the moment they finished equipping, the neural connection was also complete.
The massive star-whisper class giant battlesuit felt as flexible as their own bodies at that moment.
This was a level of flexibility that surpassed any knight titan, or even any titan; they could perform various high-difficulty maneuvers like an ordinary human body, without any accidents.
Backflips, sprinting, jumping, landing, and a whole host of other actions could be achieved. Under its anti-gravity system, there wouldn't even be much vibration.
Of course, if such vibrations were needed to kill enemies, the anti-gravity system could also be turned off. In that case, the immense impact force generated by the descent of this 1000-meter-tall divine machine would be enough to pulverize all who stood in its way.
Such a powerful killing machine, yet its exterior was not fierce at all; instead, it was full of elegance and beauty.
Its graceful exterior design added a touch of nobility.
The moment the neural connection was complete, Grisha felt as if he had suddenly surfaced from the deep sea.
His vision was no longer the bright, orange, elegantly spacious interior of what didn't feel like a cockpit, but a vast, three-dimensional projection of the entire Royal Court.
The patterns of the bluestone slabs under his feet, the battle damage scratches on the Emperor's armor in the dome frescoes... everything was rendered in exquisite detail.
He could even "feel" the wriggling of earthworms beneath the garden lawn.
"Visual overlay mode: full-domain perception. Information filter level: medium." A gentle baritone voice sounded in Grisha's consciousness; it was BT001.
"Father? Can you see me?" Zeke's voice echoed directly in Grisha's ears.
Grisha instinctively turned his head to look for his son, but his body remained motionless. Simultaneously, the huge star-whisper class's head rotated smoothly by 45 degrees, and its visual focus instantly locked onto the figure standing at the Royal Court entrance—Zeke was smiling and waving at the steel giant.
"My body..." Grisha tried to raise his right arm.
Following his thought, the star-whisper class's massive alloy arm suddenly lifted, swift and smooth, with only a faint blue energy hum from its joints.
What shocked Grisha even more was the almost "senseless" control feedback—a 30-trillion-ton metal behemoth moved as if he were wiggling his own finger.
"It has no lag?" Grisha was incredulous.
When he previously piloted his family's knight titan, it was never as smooth as this titan; after all, a machine spirit could both assist and hinder a Pilot.
"Neural transmission delay: 0.00000007 nanoseconds. Reaction speed: Overload Mode prepared (limited to 20 hours per day. After Overload Mode ends, a 5-minute rest is required before re-entry). Body integrity stability coefficient: 100%."
BT01 calmly reported a string of data, and at the same time, a brilliant halo representing the energy core's status illuminated in Grisha's holographic vision, stable like the sun's disk.
On the other side, Anne's experience was even more peculiar.
"Pilot, detecting potential need for high-precision micro-manipulation commands. Enabling auxiliary mode: Mind's Hand." BT02's voice was gentle with a hint of inorganic precision.
Anne merely instinctively "wished" to feel the texture of the stone pillar in front of her, embedded with the family crest. The next moment, her visual focus precisely locked onto the pillar's surface, and tactile simulation signals instantly flooded her fingertips—
It was the rough sensation of stone weathered over millennia, and the cool, hard feel of the golden patterns on the crest. She could even discern a nearly invisible repair weld mark on the crest's edge!
This "thought-to-touch" experience completely overturned her decades of understanding from her knight career.
Everything, all of this, made them feel unfamiliar.
knight titans were not this easy to use.
"Ezekiel..." Anne spoke, her voice instantly transforming into the external speaker's sound waves, grand and calm, "This thing... this 'titan'... can it perceive my thoughts so subtly? And even simulate sensations?"
"Mom, that's not a simulation." Zeke, standing on the Royal Court ground, replied looking up, a hint of pride in his smile, like a child showing off to his mother.
"BT02's microscopic quantum sensor array can differentiate nanoscale surface information and convert real physical tactile data into signals compatible with your neural reception mode in real-time.
Theoretically, if you were to caress a rose through the armor, the sensation would be as real as if you touched it with your own hand—just be careful not to crush it, of course."
Grisha couldn't resist trying further. With a slight thought, the giant mechanical hand's five fingers closed together, adopting a unique power-up stance typical before a knight duel—a complex movement that was difficult to achieve with both speed and precision in traditional knight titans.
The star-whisper class's massive alloy fingers completed the motion with nanoscale precision, its streamlined knuckles shimmering with a faint blue glow in the visual projection, poised for action.
If he weren't within his family's Royal Court, he would have definitely tested how much power it truly had. But this was his home, after all; if he tore down the house, he'd have to repair it, and while he had the money, it wasn't for such wanton destruction.
Even at this point, he could already sense the terrifying combat power of this titan.
If an emperor-class titan were truly before him, then his previous assumption was correct: he really could just reach out and crush it to pieces.
Zeke stood on the ground, watching his parents' actions. He understood their behavior well, for the Dominion's technology was truly awe-inspiring.