Shadows of the Deep Space Chapter 1828 - 564: Escalation_5
Previously on Shadows of the Deep Space...
Morigko inquired with bewilderment.
"I had heard the central defense line was in an emergency, prompting my swift arrival to offer assistance."
"Is Defense Zone 5 currently stable?"
"Indeed, it is entirely secure, with the full might of the Abyss of Descent army providing vigilant oversight."
Su Ming provided this explanation to Morigko.
At this juncture, the Fanluo God Emperor, a brilliant smile gracing his features, turned his gaze toward Su Ming and commenced speaking.
"Su Ming! It is rather fortuitous that you have come to me, rather than me seeking you out. This is simply magnificent!"
"Fanluo, entertain no arrogance; your demise is imminent today!"
Su Ming declared with a stark, frigid tone, his expression exceptionally cold.
Observing the palpable killing intent radiating from Su Ming, Fanluo inquired with a smile.
"Su Ming, I confess to a measure of perplexity. Have we encountered each other previously?"
"No."
"Then, do we harbor any animosity?"
"None."
Su Ming responded with disinterest.
"Given that we have never met and share no ill will, why do you exhibit such a fervent desire to eliminate me? Why do you persistently target me? Is the enmity between us truly that straightforward?"
The Fanluo God Emperor narrowed his eyes as he posed this question to Su Ming.
It was known that the Holy Temple Knights, staunchly loyal to the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country, had been almost entirely annihilated by Su Ming.
Furthermore, his meticulously crafted Tidal Star Sea strategy had been severely disrupted by Su Ming, ultimately leading to the destruction of his production base and sanctuary at his hands.
To put it plainly, a significant eighty percent of his current dire predicament could be attributed to Su Ming's actions.
Although they were adversaries, the Federation's list of enemies was not confined solely to him; being singled out with such intense focus made it difficult to dismiss the possibility of an ulterior motive.
"You shall comprehend this truth as your end approaches!"
Su Ming retorted curtly.
"Haha, such conviction! However, it appears that your own demise is the more likely outcome, is it not? Your defensive perimeter is on the brink of collapse."
The Fanluo God Emperor proclaimed with a broad, amused grin.
Upon hearing this, Morigko's head immediately swiveled to observe the unfolding situation.
What he saw were gaping breaches tearing through the central defensive line surrounding them.
"Damn it!"
Morigko exclaimed, his expression contorting in alarm.
Su Ming's heart plummeted; his gaze swept across the defensive line, noting the deteriorating condition.
He witnessed vast swarms of Chilami pouring in like an unstoppable tide through the breached Sector A11.
Over the public communication channel, captains could be heard issuing frantic commands.
"Provide covering fire for them, immediately!"
"Halt their advance at all costs!"
The Mechanical Army, charging forward in dense formations, unleashed volleys of energy beams against the intruding Chilami.
The densely packed Chilami, in turn, began to accumulate energy, one after another.
Swish, swish!
Beams, akin to a torrential downpour, rained upon the Federation Soldiers.
Boom, boom!
Mechas of the Mechanical Army detonated in rapid succession.
Subsequently, hordes of Chilami surged forward, ensnaring the remaining mechas, their tentacles piercing through the cockpits.
"Ah!"
...
The communication channels echoed incessantly with agonizing screams.
Despite the carnage, Federation Soldiers relentlessly piloted their mechas, engaging the enemy with desperate ferocity.
A war correspondent, witnessing this harrowing spectacle, delivered his report with a voice thick with emotion.
"The central defense line on Nether Moon Star is in a state of emergency; a massive Chilami incursion has breached our defenses. Our brave soldiers are resisting valiantly, striving to repel the invaders!"
"Hold the line!"
...
Citizens offered their silent support, one by one.
Within the Nether Moon Star Headquarters Command Room.
Gwen continued her reports without pause.
"Sector A10 is experiencing an emergency; reinforcement is requested."
"A portion of Sector A12 has been compromised; support is urgently needed."
...
"Blast it all, have the reserve troops been deployed?"
Long Chen demanded, his voice laced with anger.
"They have been, but their impact has been minimal."
Gwen replied, her tone heavy with dejection.
...
In the central theater of operations.
Su Ming drew a deep breath and addressed Morigko.
"Let us focus on defeating the Fanluo God Emperor. I shall lead the direct assault; your role will be to support me!"
"Understood!"
Morigko affirmed with solemnity.
As Su Ming prepared to engage, the Fanluo God Emperor let out a laugh.
"Unable to hold on any longer, are we? A most opportune moment. I am eager to test your marksmanship and ascertain its prowess!"
"Hmph!"
Su Ming's expression turned grim. Together with Ilyas, he unleashed his power; his entire being crackled with arcs of black lightning as he lunged towards the Fanluo God Emperor like a swift stream of light, raising the Dragon Base Spear directly toward the enemy's cockpit.
The Fanluo God Emperor reacted with remarkable speed, expertly wielding his own long spear to parry the Dragon Base Spear.
Su Ming's initial assault was thwarted. He swiftly retracted the Dragon Base Spear, launching himself forward like a phantom, aiming for the Fanluo God Emperor.
The Fanluo God Emperor countered once more, raising his long spear to block the rapid thrust.
In that intense moment, the Fanluo God Emperor experienced an unparalleled level of pressure. Su Ming's spear technique was virtually identical to his own, and for a fleeting instant, he felt as though he were fighting himself.
Right then, Morigko, piloting the Zero-degree Envoy, launched a ferocious assault from the right flank. The Ice Crystal Blade was brought down with immense force upon Fanluo.
A flicker of alarm crossed Fanluo's features. He instantly retracted his spear, bringing it up to intercept the blow.
Clang!
A shower of sparks erupted as the two weapons met.
Su Ming, sharp as ever, capitalized on this precise instant. Lifting the Dragon Base Spear as if it were a coiling dragon, he drove it in a direct thrust towards the Fanluo God Emperor.
The Fanluo God Emperor's power surged unexpectedly, shoving Morigko aside. He expertly maneuvered the mecha, evading the strike with remarkable accuracy.
Screech!
The Dragon Base Spear grazed the Purgatory Angel machine's chassis, leaving a deep scar.
Fanluo God Emperor rapidly disengaged, creating a gulf between them. He gazed at Su Ming, his expression darkening considerably.
'This fellow's prowess is truly exceptional,' he mused. 'It's no wonder Asya and the others met their defeat.'