Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
In people's perception, ten minutes seems forever disconnected from the concept of time. However, for those trapped in the Local Disruption Network, known as the Hurricane Army, those ten minutes are the hardest to endure.
The only fortunate aspect is that the outcome of the ten-minute wait is not death, but unexpected support.
Having one foot in the grave and still managing to come back is not an experience everyone can claim.
Ten minutes later, Cao Ke's forces had fled, yet they had not escaped the sight of the Dragon Breaker Army. Qi Fa and his Azure Elite Special Forces were in hot pursuit, while Ouyang Chang stayed behind to assist the Hurricane Army.
The one who had arrived was Jufeng.
Looking at the familiar face on the screen, Ouyang Chang felt a mix of love and hate.
Just recently, he had left without a word, and now he had returned unexpectedly; his movements were truly unpredictable.
However, what he thought in his heart and what he said aloud were certainly not in sync. This was not about being two-faced; it was simply a matter of respect.
"Commander, we arrived late and put you in danger."
Jufeng shook his head and replied, "If it weren't for Changchang arriving in time, my brothers here on Earth would have sacrificed themselves for nothing. I should thank you."
Ikeda Kenji appeared beside him, looked at Ouyang Chang, saluted with a standard military gesture, and said earnestly, "Thank you."
Ouyang Chang returned the salute without any pretense. The current situation did not allow for niceties; they had finally caught Cao Ke in the act—there was no way they could let him escape easily.
Not only Qi Fa's special forces were in pursuit; there was also a division led by Tong Bailong. However, mechs and battleships could not be equated in combat within the Cosmos. If they delayed too long, Cao Ke might slip away.
As Jufeng stepped out of view on the screen, Ouyang Chang understood his intent. Thus, both armies moved together toward the signal left by the mechs.
Jufeng turned away and boarded the mecha. With a short burst of acceleration, he quickly distanced himself from the Battleship and caught up with the earlier troops.
Thousands of mechas in the vast Cosmos were merely a drop in the ocean, like fireflies scattered across the night sky.
However, while these fireflies emitted light, the energy they contained was astonishing.
The reckless outpouring of Shell had resulted in these fireflies truly drawing in the Night Owl.
These fireflies were the elite among their kind.
Cao Ke's gaze fell upon the few mechas closest to him on the screen, and an inexplicable tremor appeared in his eyes.
His vision was nearly as precise as any instrument; with just a glance, he could discern the strength of the mechas.
To his astonishment, the frenzied mechas before him were all Crimson Rank.
One, two, three, four, five—if he counted those two Tenth Rank pilots, there were actually seven Red-Class Mecha Pilots on the opposing side. Where did the Dragon Breaker Army acquire such strength?
Advancing in mecha strength to higher levels was an exceptionally difficult process. Azure Level represented officers, and those at upper Azure Level could serve as Masters in most armies. Back then, even the Terrorist team led by Azure Dragon Monk could barely muster seven Azure Level pilots to confront Jufeng. This highlighted how scarce high-end talent in mecha was.
Cao Ke had two Crimson Rank subordinates serving as Masters, which was already a perfect configuration. The Tenth Rank Mecha Pilot's operational skills were quite impressive; he should have been the original Master of the Dragon Breaker Army. But where did all those others come from?
Cao Ke knew that a military force had arrived from Earth, but there had been no wars on Earth for a long time, and Red-Class Mecha Pilots had long since become extinct. Could it be that those Crimson Rank pilots all came from Earth and were secretly trained by Jufeng?
Cao Ke dared not delve deeper into such thoughts; his gaze grew increasingly cold.
"General, the Dragon Breaker Army and that ragtag army are about to catch up with us. Shouldn't we come up with a plan?"
The Master showed no signs of tension or fear. Deep within, they shared a fierce spirit akin to that of the Dragon Breaker Army; they could only fight to the death, never groveling for survival.
Moreover, they were particularly eager to face off against the Dragon Breaker Army, as they had rarely had the opportunity to confront them directly on the battlefield in the past. Even when such encounters occurred, it was during the time of the Dragon Elder. Since Jufeng and Cao Ke took over, this was their first direct clash.
Cao Ke gazed at the multitude of red dots rapidly approaching on the Star Path and formulated a plan. He immediately stood up and said, "Activate the second plan. You two stay behind to hold the fort while the Battleship Fleet gradually retreats. Estimated time: fifteen minutes."
Upon hearing this, one of them felt a surge of joy and quickly turned to execute Cao Ke's orders. It was clear that the second plan was initiated only after the first had failed. Cao Ke's strategic deployment was unexpectedly diverse.
Once Cao Ke stood up, he arrived in Outer Space within a minute. The silence of space enveloped him; fighting in a mech amidst the cosmos was an entirely different experience compared to battling on a planet.
In the starry sky, mechs found their most liberated battlefield. There were no terrain influences, relying solely on individual mastery of their mechs, allowing one's focus to be entirely concentrated.
Cao Ke's presence on the battlefield was striking; as soon as he entered, he created two distinct situations. One group rushed toward him recklessly, either fearless or exceptionally skilled; while most others instinctively avoided him.
In combat, Cao Ke charged straight toward several Crimson-Class Mechas near the Command Ship, encountering no obstacles along the way. From a distance, he resembled a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
Those mechs were not ordinary fighters— Jufeng, Five Polite Children, White Dragon, Chen Tan Hua, along with Qi Fa and Tian Feng—all sensed Cao Ke's arrival from afar and felt an intense aura of killing intent.
Seven against one, all masters in their own right; logically, there should have been no fear among them. Yet Jufeng and his companions distinctly felt an overwhelming intensity approaching them.
Cao Ke's momentum was formidable, especially after defeating Chen Ziping; he had already reached the pinnacle of power in the universe. If Cao Ke were to engage in battle with Civilization again without employing its previous tactics, Civilization would likely struggle to withstand even a single exchange.
Jufeng furrowed his brow deeply; he truly hadn't anticipated that his battle with Chen Ziping would bring about such a significant change in Cao Ke. This aura was undeniably sharp and unmatched.
The people gathered with Jufeng were not to be underestimated; none of them intended to back down.
The first to charge forward was Tong Bailong, followed by Qi Fa, Tian Feng, and then Chen Tan-Hua and Wu Li-Mao, with Jufeng bringing up the rear.
The seven of them passed by Cao Ke in succession. Although it was merely a hasty encounter, it represented a culmination of their lifelong learning.
In just a few seconds, the seven had exchanged positions with Cao Ke.
It seemed that all eight were unharmed.
However, the difference in their standings became immediately apparent.
(To be continued)
Comment 0 Comment Count