Shadows of the Deep Space Chapter 1844 - 567: Fall (Part 5)
Previously on Shadows of the Deep Space...
"Alright, make haste to the secret sections of Black Flame Star immediately via the hidden passage and manually initiate the self-destruct sequences!"
"Understood!"
Vice City Lord Max swiftly led his contingent towards a nearby mobile metallic platform.
Lord Rosaga then assumed his position in the command chair, his presence silent.
Moments ticked by, each one heavy with anticipation.
The distant sounds of detonations grew progressively louder.
Boom!
With a resounding blast, the entrance to the central control room was violently breached.
Deputy Corps Commander Geteri, piloting the Fake VI Generation Mecha·Demon Hunter, stormed in.
Lord Rosaga and his companions lifted their gazes towards Geteri.
A sneer etched on his face, Geteri addressed Rosaga, "Lord Rosaga, you certainly possess a knack for concealing yourself! You have caused me to expend considerable effort!"
"Haha."
Lord Rosaga met Geteri's gaze, a look of derision gracing his features.
"What provokes your laughter?"
Observing Lord Rosaga's smile, Geteri felt an unsettling premonition.
"I am laughing at your sheer foolishness, to genuinely believe you could wrest Black Flame Star from my grasp? Since you have arrived, it is only fitting that you remain!"
Lord Rosaga declared, a broad smile spreading across his face.
"You are insane! Numerous soldiers and citizens remain on Black Flame Star!"
Geteri's realization dawned, and sheer terror colored his expression.
While a significant portion of Black Flame Star's inhabitants had been evacuated beforehand, a considerable number still lingered.
"It is their honor!"
Lord Rosaga actuated a button on his wristband, dispatching a signal to Max and the others.
At that precise moment, beneath Black Flame Star, towering obsidian crystal pillars sprang to life, pulsating with crackling arcs of dark lightning.
The entirety of Black Flame Star began to tremble violently.
Boom!
In an instant, colossal explosions erupted across the planet's surface.
Rumble~
The Dark Star Emperor and his retinue were immediately startled, their heads snapping around to witness the event.
Luo Kui and his group, in the midst of their retreat, also cast their eyes backward, palpable emotion stirring within them.
Upon the vast expanse of Black Flame Star, colossal solar flares appeared to ignite, one after another.
Once the cataclysm on Black Flame Star subsided, gaping chasms marred its surface, as if the very planet was on the verge of fracturing.
However, the central region, which was expected to obliterate, inexplicably remained intact.
Witnessing this, the Dark Star Emperor let out a silent sigh of relief, knowing that if Black Flame Star had been wholly annihilated, his elite forces would be irretrievably trapped.
Despite the core's survival, Black Flame Star was rendered derelict, its integrity compromised beyond immediate repair.
Within the central command hub of Black Flame Star.
Lord Rosaga stood utterly stunned, disbelief etched onto his face as he managed to utter, "What is transpuring?"
"Haha, are you astonished? Did you truly believe we idled for the past century? We have long since compromised your ranks, tampering with the self-destruct mechanisms within the core sectors."
Geteri's laughter boomed as he revealed the treachery.
"Who orchestrated this? Identify the traitor!"
Lord Rosaga bellowed in unbridled rage.
"You wish to know? A pity, for that secret shall remain with me. Our Dark Star Empire never abandons those who pledge their allegiance. Seize him!"
Geteri gestured emphatically.
A phalanx of Dark Star Empire soldiers surged forward, converging on Lord Rosaga.
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Nether Moon Star Defense Line.
Su Ming and his comrades observed the complete withdrawal of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country and Chilami forces, exhaling a collective sigh of relief.
At this juncture, rescue teams from various sectors were mobilizing, diligently engaged in recovery operations.
Soldiers stationed on the battlefield, having received urgent directives, immediately relayed calls over the communication channels.
"Expedite the rescue efforts!"
Numerous soldiers commenced an immediate search.
"Medic!"
"Central battlefield sector, grid A11, urgent assistance required!"
...
A cacophony of desperate calls echoed incessantly.
On the ravaged battlefield, submerged vessels and defensive emplacements, unless utterly annihilated, often harbored survivors, particularly within the sunken Black Tide Fortress.
Su Ming, piloting Ilyas, observed the rescuers, a profound sense of sorrow weighing upon him.
Suddenly, a clear, melodious voice resonated across the public communication frequency, "Greetings, everyone! We have arrived to lend our aid!"
"Hilis?"
"Splendid news! Miss Hilis is here to assist us!"
...
Exclamations of elation rippled through the ranks.
Su Ming and the others turned their heads in unison.
There, Hilis, commanding a vibrant pink Fake V Generation Mecha·Thunder God, led Saint Joex's rescue contingent into the fray.
They rapidly dispersed, commencing their vital rescue work.
"Everyone, let us persevere! Together, we shall rescue every wounded soul!"
Hilis's encouraging words spurred them on as she meticulously scanned for survivors.
"Affirmative!"
The responders echoed with renewed vigor.
....
Su Ming released a slow breath, then guided Ilyas towards the Ancient Legendary Level Star Destroyer, the Grey Angel.
He executed a circuit around the deployed Grey Angel, maintaining a vigilant observation.
Within the Grey Angel's interior, exposed wiring emitted sporadic sparks.
The ebon metallic plating covering its form began to writhe and mend itself with haste. Witnessing the gravely injured Grey Angel, Su Ming’s heart ached with concern! Just then, a spectral image of Celeste materialized, her voice ringing out with apparent delight. "Su Ming!" "Celeste, didn't you assure me it was fine? How did it become so damaged?" Su Ming questioned, a clear note of disdain in his tone. "Hehe, it's only natural; with such a high-power output, a little damage is to be expected," Celeste giggled, offering her explanation. Bang~ Several sections on the Grey Angel's exterior erupted, and roaring flames burst forth. Observing this fiery spectacle, Su Ming's eyelid twitched, and apprehension laced his words. "Celeste, are you absolutely certain the data you provided was accurate? Is there a risk the ship might detonate?" "Haha, fret not, it's in no danger; I am here, after all," Celeste reassured him. "Are you truly certain?" "You can rest entirely at ease, just take the time to repair it!" Celeste chirped playfully. "Easy for you to say; do you have any idea how much that will cost?" Su Ming retorted, his voice laced with pain. "I haven't the faintest idea, that's entirely your concern," Celeste replied with a light laugh. "Sigh!" Su Ming let out a sigh of utter helplessness. ...