Shadows of the Deep Space Chapter 1795 - 558: Lord of Death_3

But before these armaments could unleash their fury, the Holy Shadow Fortress initiated a ferocious assault from the void, unleashing a torrent of beams and missiles that rained down like an unceasing downpour.

Boom!

A significant portion of the defensive armaments was obliterated.

Coronan then made a powerful descent outside the Sin Domain Base, accompanied by his retinue.

The sentinels within the Base City were consumed by profound terror.

At this critical juncture, Quibi, piloting a V Generation Mecha named Prism Messenger (standard variant), emerged from the Dorag Sphere’s egress. He led a phalanx of five Silver Executors and a mech formation, intercepting Coronan and his cadre.

"Coronan, how do you dare to launch an assault upon this place with such brazenness?"

"What is there for me to fear? Quibi, if you possess any sense, you will surrender. Otherwise, do not accuse me of discourtesy!" Coronan retorted with an icy demeanor.

"With your current strength alone? I strongly advise you to depart posthaste, lest your demise befall you when Lord Ikafata arrives with his forces," Quibi declared with disdain.

Despite his mecha’s inferior capabilities compared to Coronan’s, he was confident that with the support of the Silver Executors and his numerous subordinates, they could hold out until reinforcements arrived.

"Oh, is that so?"

Just as he spoke, a jocund voice resonated through the common communication channel.

Quibi, startled, rapidly directed his gaze upward.

An Ruoxue materialized, piloting a Pseudo-VI Generation Mecha known as Light Judge. She descended with imposing force, accompanied by a legion of Silver Executors, emerging from the heavens.

"A Pseudo-VI Generation Mecha? And such a multitude of Silver Executors—how is this even conceivable?" Quibi’s countenance betrayed his utter astonishment.

The soldiers of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country were paralyzed by fear, their fighting spirit shattering instantaneously.

Indeed, following An Ruoxue’s faction’s assumption of control over the rear production sectors, not only did their material resources experience a substantial surge, but they also succeeded in repairing the Light Judge and the Demon Hunter mechs. Furthermore, they acquired the control pillars for the Silver Executors, thereby activating all the Silver Executors previously left behind by Su Ming.

"Quibi, I implore you to surrender without delay, or face the consequences of our forceful actions." Coronan’s words were laced with murderous intent.

A multitude of soldiers belonging to the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country, trembling with apprehension, urged Quibi to concede.

"Master Quibi, let us surrender; we are utterly incapable of achieving victory in this confrontation!"

"What is there to be afraid of? We hold hostages; Hodin, bring them forward!" Quibi, undeterred by Coronan and his entourage, issued direct commands over the public communication network.

In the ensuing moment, Hodin’s voice, laced with urgency, echoed through the communication channel.

"Disaster strikes, Master Quibi! The guardians of the subterranean base have turned against us, sealing off all ingress and egress points."

"Infernal!"

Quibi was instantly engulfed in a furious rage.

"Hmph, your end has arrived!"

An Ruoxue and her companions were poised to advance and neutralize Quibi.

However, Quibi retreated a step and declared sternly.

"Hold! I anticipated you would resort to such stratagem. Do not presume victory is yours; I have secretly planted a formidable nuclear device within the base. Should you dare to advance, I shall detonate it, taking you all along in oblivion!"

Upon hearing this dire pronouncement, Coronan and his subordinates’ expressions shifted dramatically, and they hastily interjected.

"Nay, let us engage in dialogue!"

"Haha."

Witnessing Coronan and his forces falter, Quibi erupted in triumphant laughter.

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In the profound depths of the Illusion Light Star Sea.

Metallic arthropods, possessing slender metallic wings and insectoid bodies, were meticulously inserting vials of purified Eternal Metal into the colossal form of the Herares Clan Leader.

At that precise moment, subtle undulations appeared in the distant cosmic expanse.

The golden ember glowing within Herares flickered, expelling a formidable surge of power. Instantly, the surrounding spatial fabric seemed to warp with frenetic intensity, as if agitated by an unseen force. This was followed by an ancient, majestic voice.

"Hirog, since you have all convened here, why persist in concealment?"

At this juncture, upon the thorn-like metallic spires, the VI-type Star Lord Level Chilami·Hirog·Clan Leader materialized. A terrifying wave of power emanated from him, spreading instantaneously.

"Herares, it has been an considerable duration since our last encounter!"

"Indeed, the passage of time has been extensive."

Herares ceased his concealment, the internal golden ember blazing fiercely. An incomparable wave of power immediately radiated outward.

The two formidable power signatures collided within the star-dusted heavens, causing the entire spatial contiguity to writhe dramatically, as if on the precipice of being rent asunder.

In this very moment, from the shadowed recesses of the thorns, Pamie’s eyes illuminated. He covertly observed the Hirog Clan Leader and the Herares Clan Leader, witnessing as the forces of both sides surged relentlessly. His excitement mounted with the palpable tension, anticipating the imminent eruption of a grand conflict.

At this juncture, the Hirog Clan Leader discerned that Herares’ power signature was commensurate with his own. His heart plummeted instantaneously, and he declared with a frigid tone.

"Herares, I harbored no premonition that you too would ascend to the Star Lord Level."

"Do you find yourself disappointed, unable to vanquish me now?" Herares inquired with palpable authority.

"Why would I be? I just came to check on you. No matter what, we are old friends for tens of thousands of years; isn’t it necessary to be concerned?"

Hirog Clan Leader replied with a sneer.

"Haha! It certainly is necessary. Just wondering if our other old friend Long Xian is still well."

Herares issued a piercing laugh.

"Shouldn’t you know better than me?"

Hirog Clan Leader stared at Herares and said.

"Logically, he should be dead; even if not, he is near it. But to mitigate the unexpected, should we cooperate?"

Herares looked at Hirog and asked.

Hirog directly rejected Herares’s proposal and said,

"Forget cooperation; there’s no trust between us. Besides, neither of us will give up the Dimension Stone, but we can reach an agreement."