Trace Odd

"It's better to rely on oneself than Buddha, better to become a god than to worship one. If this war needs a god, I will be it."
His name is Ji Xinghe. At the age of 65, he went to the alien battlefield to avenge his son.
From a mechanic to a mecha warrior, from a private to a five-star general, from an ordinary man to the mentor of generations.
He has walked a path of revenge. Looking back, he has become the War God.
In his final years, he has the ambition to build an unparalleled mecha. Using Xinghe as a sword, he can shatter the might of the empire.
This is a story of a mecha and a sword.

Mecha and Sword

People who had just been convinced by Ji Xinghe's reasoning found themselves questioning the real reason he'd given.


"Why?" Cadelin was a bit anxious, "Ji, be clear, this is a tactical meeting, can you cut the waffling like a doddering old man?"


Everyone present was somewhat at a loss - what did he mean by 'acting like a doddering old man'? The sixty-six-year-old Ji Xinghe was an old man, wasn't he? What was wrong with a bit of prattling?


If it had been the Ji Xinghe of the past, he wouldn't have been so long-winded, but now he had to speak out.


"The carol heard before the autumn wind blows, I have a hunch that if I bring the entire Independent Group, the Empire will send more targeted forces to chase us. We... we won't be able to hold them off."


Chapter 451 - I Say, Let There Be Light_3