Chapter 183: Chapter 148: Hardcore Dragon Girl, Ruthless Methods
The Space Dragonfolk raised her head.
An Imperial Knight, completely encased in Power Armor, massive and visually oppressive, stood right before her.
The Space Dragonfolk’s body trembled violently. She quickly rolled to the side and scrambled to her feet, her hands bursting into roaring flames. She stared with utmost vigilance at the Human Empire Knight squad that had appeared before her.
At the same time, her peripheral vision caught a Slaughter Demon that had died suddenly, along with two other Demons that had been effortlessly slaughtered.
Her heart sank in an instant, and she was utterly horrified.
It was these three damned Demons that had slaughtered every Elemental Master and Dragon Blood Warrior on the ship! And yet, these same utterly terrifying Slaughter Demons had died so quickly...
The instincts of a seasoned veteran kicked in, and she began a rapid analysis.
’The one standing before me must be the captain of this Imperial Knight squad. The others include a Think Tank who is likely a Wizard, a Technician Soldier, and two other Imperial Knights.’
’That Slaughter Demon that died so suddenly... There must be someone else hiding nearby.’
But no matter how she analyzed it, the terrifying, oppressive sense of combat power emanating from the Imperial Knight squad nearly made her lose control of the Elemental Power within her, and the scales on her back stood on end.
Vespera’s original plan was just to use these Human Knights to momentarily halt the pursuing Slaughter Demons.
She had never imagined their combat strength would be so terrifying.
No sooner had she escaped the pursuing Slaughter Demons than she fell into the hands of an elite squad of Radiant Empire Knights. For a moment, she didn’t know if this was a stroke of luck or a terrible misfortune.
After all, the Demons would only kill her. But in the hands of these Imperial Knights...
After a brief standoff, Vespera turned and fled.
But then she detected a strange Spiritual Power silently invading her consciousness. ’Oh no—!’
BANG—!
The Space Dragonfolk’s body slammed heavily onto the ground. She could only watch helplessly as the mechanical monster of a Technician Soldier grabbed her and hauled her aboard the ship.
After her mind was sealed, she couldn’t make a sound or control her body, but she could still perceive everything happening around her with perfect clarity.
...
「Punisher Ship.」
Raphael stood over the mind-locked Space Dragonfolk, his gaze condescending. There was none of the pity or compassion he showed toward Imperial Citizens in his eyes, only cold indifference as he said, "If you don’t want to die, don’t even think about resisting, Alien."
Ignoring the Space Dragonfolk’s resistance, Raphael forcibly broke through her Mind Barrier. After rummaging through her thoughts, he learned the cause, effect, and key intelligence of this war.
The great rebellion in the Human Empire more than twenty years ago not only caused the former Radiant Empire to splinter, but the resulting Void Storms had even spread to the Star Zones ruled by the Space Dragon Race.
To use a vivid analogy.
If the Void Realm was a giant, cosmos-sized cesspool, then the last Lord of the Empire, the greatest traitor in human history, Karloman, was the one who personally threw the firecracker into it.
The Demon Legions, which could originally only exist in the Void Realm and needed Mages to summon them or special methods to reach the Real Cosmos, were now spreading like a swarm of locusts, running rampant across the cosmos.
An endless Demon Army was pouring into the Real Cosmos through the Void Storms.
This member of the Space Dragon Race was named Vespera. She was a High Tier Elemental Master in the Flaming Battle Group, under the command of the Flame Storm Legion. Her power was comparable to an Official Knight with a Four-star Military Rank.
The squad she served in had been completely wiped out by those three Slaughter Demons. She was the sole survivor.
The Flame Storm Legion had been engulfed by a Void Storm during a retreat. By the time they found an exit and fought their way out, they were already near Kemola, in the Ash Soil Star Zone, a territory ruled by the old Human Empire.
Although the Flame Storm Legion had already suffered over fifty percent casualties, this Main Battle Corps of the Space Dragon Race still possessed the terrifying strength to challenge an entire Imperial Administrative Region!
Raphael organized the intelligence and, using an encrypted Radiant Beacon, transmitted the events happening in Kemola directly to Grand Governor Sedon.
Only after receiving a response confirming the Administrative Region had received the intelligence did Raphael finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Compared to the state of confusion other powers would be in upon receiving the intelligence, the firsthand information Raphael had found in the Space Dragonfolk’s memory was of paramount importance.
After handling the intelligence transmission, Raphael asked, "Lord Reinhardt, how should we deal with it now?"
Reinhardt, who had been watching silently all this time, glanced at the Space Dragonfolk, his voice cruel and merciless.
"Throw the body off the ship."
The Punisher Battleship was now approaching the entrance to the ruins. Keeping a member of an Alien Race on the ship was too dangerous, and letting it go was even more out of the question.
After the agony of the Memory Search, the now-unconscious Vespera began to tremble violently. Her eyes filled with pleading as she tried to break free from her mental shackles, begging for a sliver of hope to survive, but her power was too insignificant against Raphael’s.
Until a Mind Storm completely destroyed her mind.
All she could do was lie on her back, staring straight at Reinhardt’s cold, hard Full Coverage Helmet, which betrayed no emotion. Her eyes gradually lost their luster, and her struggling body went still.
To ensure this Dragonfolk, who had seen the Vengeance Angel Squad, couldn’t possibly be revived, Reinhardt took out a flintlock gun he had never used before. Only after he blew away half of the Space Dragonfolk’s face did he allow Matthias to throw her corpse from the ship.
The rain grew heavier.
Matthias shook the blood from his hands and stood at the open hatch of the Punisher Ship. He stared into the distance at an area where a large number of Knights and Wizards were gathered, his brow furrowed as he called out, "Sir, we’re almost there! I think I see..."
Before he could finish, Matthias’s pupils contracted!
Because a ship-mounted artillery shell was screaming toward them!
Agate, who was controlling the ship via neural link, had of course also detected the artillery attack.
Just like Reinhardt’s flintlock gun, in this world where the older something was, the more advanced it was, an artillery shell born from Witchcraft Technology was no ordinary lump of iron or bomb.
It was a genuine Energy Weapon.
Without a word, Agate’s six mechanical arms flew across the control console. A moment later, a deep blue Energy Barrier enveloped the entire Punisher Ship.
BOOM—!
The scattered embers of energy erupted like magnificent, deadly magma on both sides of the Punisher Ship!
At the same time, Agate’s voice came through, deep and serious. "Extraordinary individual detected. Someone is charging at us."
Raphael was also contacting Seventy-Six, who hadn’t boarded the ship, via Telepathy.
’Can you see us?’
’Clear as day, Lord Think Tank.’
Although this guy from the Assassin Court had a dark sense of humor, Raphael was already used to it.
’Cover us. Lord Reinhardt is preparing to...’
Raphael didn’t get to finish. By the time his gaze shifted to the ship’s hatch, Reinhardt had already taken up his Giant Axe and leaped out. A brilliant stream of high-temperature energy traced an arc through the air as he shot forward like a cannonball, viciously slamming into the approaching Knight!
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