Xyrin Empire-Chapter 263 - Captured... Maybe
Chapter 263: Chapter 263 Captured… Maybe…
Chapter 263 -263 Captured… Maybe…
A fiery white light suddenly streaked across the sky, turning everything within sight an abnormal, ghastly pale. A deep humming sound surged from all directions, resonating with the very earth in the tumult of energy.
Would a normal person not have perished in an instant under the assault of infrasound waves, their internal organs rupturing?
I looked up just in time to see the Eternal-class ship’s bow, occupying a good half of the sky, erupting with a radiance akin to a hundred suns. Silver-white energy beams grazed the small spaceships surrounding it, igniting a series of flashes. It was a heedless attack, indifferent to friend or foe; thousands of entangled assault ships and fighters instantly vaporized into gas before being sucked into the majestic silver cascade, which augmented its magnitude. Only after observing from afar did I realize the immense power of the “Galaxy” main cannon from a different perspective.
“Damn it!”
I exclaimed in shock. How could this be? The charging time for that thing was so short? Hadn’t the assault troops just successfully disrupted the foe’s charging right before I left the fortress?
As the devastatingly immense light was about to strike the Imperial Fleet hanging on the other end of the sky, the sweeping light cascade suddenly spun out of control, exploding into innumerable silver-white specks that then gradually faded into the air, leaving nothing but a bizarre black scar across the sky—space had collapsed due to the abrupt dissipation of vast energy. Endless Void energy continuously poured from that gigantic rift, dissolving everything in its path. The spaceships engaged in battle had no choice but to push their speeds to the max to avoid the dreadful Void energy.
Several minutes later, that colossal wound in the world gradually healed under the restorative power of Law.
Meanwhile, the once-mighty fortress ship started disintegrating from the bow. A series of massive explosions burst from the enormous ship’s body, and the flames and debris jettisoned even sank the escort ships assigned to support it.
The uncontrollable fortress ship struggled in vain in the sky, but the energy backlash from the “Galaxy” had already destroyed its propulsion system from within. Its enormous body gradually tilted and slid toward the direction of the Western Plague Land.
About ten minutes later, a sudden flash of intense light illuminated our entire western sky. Even tens of thousands of kilometers away, the astounding flash of the explosion was still bright enough to blind the eyes. The dense clouds over the Western Plague Land were instantly vaporized by the shockwave, and viewed from space, the atmosphere appeared as if a thin layer of snow had been pierced by a red-hot iron, melting instantly to form a massive cavity.
Minutes later, the ground beneath our feet began to tremble more violently, and the deep, thunderous roar only gradually reached us from the west, eventually overshadowing the sound of gunfire in the sky. Clouds of dust rose from behind the western mountains, blotting out the sun as if the land itself had been ground to powder and tossed into the heavens. It seemed the Western Plague Land would be plunged into a prolonged night for several months.
Though that place hadn’t seen bright sunlight for years…
The regions surrounding the Western Plague Land would face severe sandstorms lasting for months.
Even after everything had happened, I was still in a state of confusion.
Was that it? Had that immense, terrifying, heavily-armed to the point of being indestructible fortress ship met its inexplicable end just like that? Even in its final moments, not even half a fart was released?
The thirty-layer composite shield that not even the main cannons of a dozen mother ships could breach, the anti-air firepower that thousands of assault ships couldn’t approach—initially, I thought the best way to kill this infuriatingly powerful massive fortress ship was to “grind” it down, grinding the opponent to death since our fleet had an absolute advantage in size, with the enemy just arrogantly relying on the Eternal-level’s infuriating defense and that astonishingly powerful main cannon. But who would have thought that it wasn’t our fleet that had gradually worn it down, but instead, it was choked to death by its own main cannon!?
That was just too absurd!
Then, Visca cleared up my confusion.
“I used a remote command to shut down the ‘Galaxy’s’ main reactor,” the crazy Little Loli said with a smug smile. “And then… bang! Umm… it seems my remote access has been cut off now… Looks like they know it was me…”
You… you… you…
I had no idea how to react. Visca’s madness truly exceeded my imagination. This guy, this guy just unhesitatingly wiped out his own mother ship, didn’t he? He just obliterated most of his subordinates, right?
“They were not my comrades,” Visca immediately made a face full of disdain as if he saw the meaning implied in my dumbfounded gaze, “None of us were comrades to each other… just using each other, that was made clear before joining… After achieving our own goals, any one of us would break away immediately… haha, of course, that’s assuming one can survive the pursuit of the others… My goal was to kill Pandora, and now… uh… strange, I haven’t reached my goal yet! Why did I destroy the fortress… No, I must kill Pandora! Come on, come fight with me! I want to… ow, that hurts—”
Seeing Visca was about to descend into madness again, I released the other hand holding Pandora and resolutely gave the struggling little madman a knock on the head to quiet her down.
I already knew this little lunatic’s weakness.
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Thinking about it, that warship… died too unjustly…
After all, at the most critical moment of the battle, the commander cleanly blew up their own fortress ship. Such an event… really couldn’t be described as merely unlucky.
From the few illogical sentences from Visca, I had a rough idea that those Fallen Apostles probably weren’t very united. Just what kind of organization were they?
Visca’s tranquility didn’t last long, or rather, a stable state was simply impossible for her to maintain for more than five minutes. As soon as I was not careful, she suddenly broke free from my grasp and rushed to grab Pandora’s hair—only to be dragged down to the ground by her ears by the latter. The two little lolis continued to scuffle on the ground, their already dirty appearances instantly becoming more wretched. Visca’s cloak, although surprisingly sturdy, now completely fulfilled its destiny by turning into a ripped piece of cloth spread on the ground.
Then, Big Sister stepped in.
Effortlessly, she separated the two little ones who fought upon meeting, stuffing the slightly more obedient Pandora into my arms, and then Big Sister grabbed Visca’s dirt-stained little face and began to pull hard from both sides…
Even after returning to the fortress, I still couldn’t believe that the headache-inducing mad lass could be subdued by Big Sister like that.
Despite the fact that to me, Big Sister’s expression at that time seemed gentle to the extreme (someone had completely forgotten what their own expression was like when they saw Big Sister’s same “gentle” smile after causing trouble in their childhood), Visca looked as if she had seen doomsday. Ever since she left the control of Big Sister, she’d been hiding behind me in a panic, occasionally glancing furtively with her fearful vertical pupils at the former.
“Dangerous… a very dangerous feeling…” Visca murmured to herself with a frightened expression, “It seems as if I would immediately die if I don’t obey… no, it’s an even worse fate than dying… This woman, so terrifying!”
In the subsequent Empire documents, the scientists among the Xyrin Apostles referred to this phenomenon as the Big Sister Halo.
Just like the “Doting Dad Halo” that I seem to possess, both my sister and I seem to have some kind of miraculous talent. Well, although personally, I think it’s a pretty bad thing.
“Ah Jun, although I don’t really care that much…” after returning to the fortress, Qianqian said to me with a troubled expression while helplessly watching Visca, who was surrounded by everyone as if facing a great enemy yet oblivious to her situation, still sneering at Pandora from time to time, “But… we really already have too many lolis at home…”
Lin Xue, who knew what was going to happen, chimed in nonchalantly, “So this guy really is a scumbag… right, Chen Jun?”
Do you think we should solicit the opinion of the person in question?
That’s how it was. The Eternal-class Battleship that had been seen as one of the trump cards by the enemy and posed a significant threat to us was set off like fireworks by a quite farcical event. We successfully captured Visca, who had broken away from the main force to hunt down her fated enemy. Although the latter half of the entire battle was filled with questionable and ludicrous developments, overall, it was a cause for celebration, a cause for celebration indeed.
But I think it would’ve been even more celebratory if this dangerous element before me, who was surveilled by several Imperial Officers but still restlessly twisting on the chair and occasionally flashing me a silly grin, could be slightly more aware of her prisoner of war status…
