Chapter 146
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Chapter 146
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The battleships of the Cult are renowned for their elegant design. Especially, the Imperial Battleship deployed for purification missions is likened to the jewels of the universe, resembling processed diamonds.
Perhaps, it could be an accurate nickname. The production and maintenance costs of the Imperial Battleship are astronomical.
A beautiful jewel of the cosmos and a treasure of the Cult Empire, one of them being the Judicator of Damocles 08.
The ship, dedicated to the security of the Cult Empire, faced a serious crisis.
The flow of Space power is reversing! The overload has exceeded 200%!
At this rate, the ship will collapse!
A chaotic situation, with the command center shaking as if it could shatter at any moment. Decorations that once illuminated the interior fell and shattered, sparks continuously flying from machinery and devices, including computers.
Amidst the turmoil, Cult crew members, desperately holding their ground in the chaos of the Abyssal Vortex, urgently relayed the situation.
What happened to the battleship!
30% silenced due to enemy psychic power attack!
Just with one blow?! Thats impossible!
Even in the midst of the commotion, the captain, without losing composure, examined the images in the command center.
The dark substance manipulated by the Imperial Battleship is a delicate yet dangerous force. The advanced modules attached to the battleship are not just for charging and firing Space bolts. They are also a means to control and regulate the unpredictable beast, the dark substance.
Having scrutinized the status of the battleship, the captain made a decision. He spread psychic power throughout the ship, sending a message to the crew members on board.
Alert the crew on board. Retreat through the escape pods.
Captain!
But!
The crew members were surprised, but the captain remained calm.
I will stay here. You all leave this place.
Yes?!
The device controlling the output of Space bolts is damaged. Someone has to hold it together until the crew escapes.
Having said that, the captain descended among the crew members and began manipulating the computer. He simultaneously controlled psychic power images and operated the ships computer.
Seeing this, the crew members all fell silent.
What are you doing? I said, leave quickly!
.
Seeing the captain willing to sacrifice for his subordinates, the crew members exchanged glances.
I will take care of this. Quickly, run away!
Sorry!
Ugh?!
One of the young crew members took out a gun from his pocket and struck the captains neck.
With a short groan, the captain collapsed. The crew member carefully supported him from falling.
We entrust the Captain to you.
We will buy as much time as possible for you to reach the escape pods.
Come on, time is running out. Everyone, to your positions!
That guy, always singing about wanting to be the captain.
Hehehe.
Cheerful Cult crew members. Instead of sacrificing the captain they admired, they chose to sacrifice themselves.
After briefly capturing the scene of their backs, the young Cult member, with the captain on his back, left the command center.
Behind him, the chants of the Cult members echoed.
Brave Cultists! May destiny harvest us!
May destiny harvest us!
He silently vowed to convey their noble sacrifice to the Empire.
May destiny harvest them.
After a while, numerous escape pods were launched from the Imperial Battleship. Some were transferred to nearby battleships of the fleet, while others disappeared into the far reaches of space.
The Imperial Battleship, which had endured until the last escape pod was launched, finally began to collapse, unable to withstand the pressure.
The outer armor of the ship, which had maintained a perfect balance like refined diamonds, twisted and shattered, and the central command center, located at the top, oxidized with an explosion.
The Space Bolt launcher at the center of the ship warped rapidly, as if being sucked into something, through the gaps in the damaged armor. At that moment, dark substances began to ooze out.
A golden lightning bolt from Saigil 08 struck, striking the black energy.
Soon, an immense light reminiscent of a supernova enveloped both the battleship and the fleet.
***
Ive won.
Having confirmed the explosion of the Imperial Battleship, I passed out. Although I thought it wasnt right to lose consciousness when there were still enemy ships remaining, it was unavoidable. It wasnt something I could control with my will.
Im still alive it seems theyve retreated over there huh?
Whether it was the aftermath of the King of Monsters or the fact that my body lacked strength, something continued to enter my mouth persistently.
Waking up my dulled senses, I realized that the unidentified food was biological meat. Someone was feeding me various kinds of meat, including Hondo Gigants.
The well-cooked meats passed through my throat, quickly digesting, and vitality slowly, very slowly returned. The tentacles and auxiliary mechanisms of the monster, which had not reacted at all to external disturbances, gradually activated.
Only then could I roughly assess my physical condition. My body had returned to its original state after the effects of Saionium ended. The two supporting heads had disappeared, and the lower combat arm, which had served as a leg, returned to a similar appearance as the other arms.
Through Saionium, my body had temporarily evolved into a mature form, and now it had returned to its original state.
While my senses were recovering, the intake of the unknown food into my mouth continued. I explored my surroundings using the auxiliary mechanism located under my jaw.
A type that strengthens progressively, I havent seen one like this before.
Typically, a type has no effect when unlocked, and it only comes into play after meeting the conditions and acquiring it. There are no cases where, like the Space monster type, acquiring a certain number of characteristics gives a special effect.
But theres no indication of what effect it gives its not written anywhere, as expected.
Without any clues, its premature to conclude, but I thought it might provide a very powerful effect.
Now, whats left is the characteristic enhancement system.
I want to check it immediately, but a severe fatigue rushes in. My stomach is gradually grumbling, and I feel warmth from the groundperhaps due to the surrounding fires. The desire to sleep surges.
Big one, if youre sleepy, you can sleep.
Big one Tired?
Even though the urgent fires are out, its better to rest. Since its a type not found in the game, you dont know what side effects might come.
Even though they must be exhausted because of me, they recommend rest.
[ZZZ (Thanks)]
I couldnt properly express my gratitude and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
***
Mercury.
The closest planet to the sun and the smallest in the solar system, officially under the dominion of Garamelda, one of MegaCorps Noble Capital.
Various Noble Capitals, like the Yujin family owning the moon, the Garamelda family dominating Mercury, T&C exerting influence over Phobos and Deimos, competing for Ganymede with Prime Capital, and so on.
The seven Noble families of MegaCorp owned various satellites and planets in the solar system.
Usually, when a Noble Capital or Prime Capital purchases a planet from another star, they send a family member as governor to rule it in their stead. However, Garamelda was a bit different.
The current head of the Garamelda family, Cloe Garamelda. For the past decade or so, she had been confined to the weapon research facility located on Mercury.
So much so that her nickname is Queen of Mercury.
With the head of the family not taking care of family matters, one might think her position would be precarious, but surprisingly, that wasnt the case. This was because the influence of the equipment she developed was tremendous.
From weapons to reinforced suits and special drugs enhancing soldiersevery year, thanks to her creation of new deadly weapons, Garamelda maintained the highest state of affluence in its history. So, despite her young age and disinterest in family affairs, she received strong support from the elders.
The Queen of Mercury, an outstanding weapons developer, had taken an uncommon vacation today.
Lately, the head of the family takes vacations quite often. A few weeks ago too.
Bio-dome-shaped Garamelda weapons research facility researchers were strolling around, and their gaze was directed towards the center of the dome. In the central underground area lies Cloes residence for the head of the family.
Its good timing. She tends to be overly absorbed in her work. If she continues like that and falls ill, itll be a big problem.
While the head is away, lets test the new equipment once more on our own.
Cloe, supported by the sewage workers in the same facility, was currently in some space within the residence meant for the head.
In the dimly lit place, diamond-shaped steles with connected wires were toppled. Among them, only two steles had lights inside and were floating in the air.
Seated on a specially developed levitating chair, Cloe opened her mouth towards the two steles.
Brother Jason, what happened to the Imperial Fleet dispatch? My satellites were split in the middle, so I couldnt grasp the situation.
Im curious about that too. The situation is impossible to assess due to the fleet vanguards.
Jason, Cloe, Jubaka. They, as the leaders of Cult, MegaCorp, and Star Union respectively, conspired a few weeks ago to eliminate the notorious 5th Ranker, Amorph.
They spread false information about the contamination of the planet they suspect as PH-101, referred to as Saigil 08 by the Cults, where the 5th Ranker is presumed to be hiding. This led to the Cult Council issuing a purification order. Consequently, the Imperial Fleet Judicator of Damocles 08. headed to Saigil 08.
Due to the MegaCorp vanguards protecting the Imperial Fleet, causing devastation around Saigil 08s satellites of Star Union, Cloe and Jubaka have yet to grasp the situation.
Therefore, with considerable time elapsed since the purification order, they called Jason to confirm the results.
It shouldnt have been too difficult since its a Pre-Saint.
Its Amorph, so who knows. The fleet vanguards might have suffered significant damage.
Anyway, theyre all just toys. If they break, we can replace them with others.
A typical MegaCorp statement filled with disregard for human life.
What are you talking about, dictator.
Cloe and Jubaka can joke like this because they firmly believe that Amorph has been dealt with.
Even if the 5th Ranker had exceptional skills, winning against the Imperial Fleet, capable of annihilating all life on a planet, is impossible. There might have been some resistance, but inevitably, the fleets cosmic bolts would have turned him into a handful of ashes.
However,
Something they never expected might become a reality.
Suddenly, a clear female voice delivered a cruel reality to them.
Its been a while, Lady Cloe, Lord Jubaka.
Huh? Cynthia? Why are you using Brother Jasons stele?
.
Cloe, who was trimming her nails, was surprised to hear the womans voice flowing from the stele. Jubaka, rather than being surprised, seemed to sense an ominous feeling and frowned.
Under normal circumstances, I would have used my stele, but due to the urgency of the situation, I used Jasons stele as a substitute.
Urgent? Whats so urgent?
Could it be?
Lord Jasons purification order completely failed. The Imperial Fleet and the vanguards were annihilated. Because of that, the Council is condemning Lord Jason for violating providence and planning to attack the sacred place. Lord Jason refused the attendance order and is currently in hiding.
.
.
I, too, have been summoned to endless hearings due to misinterpreting the prophecy all day and barely managed to come here. Please understand.
The worst possible future they had imagined had become a reality.
Realizing this fact, Cloe involuntarily dropped the nail grinder she was holding.
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Chapter 146
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The battleships of the Cult are renowned for their elegant design. Especially, the Imperial Battleship deployed for purification missions is likened to the jewels of the universe, resembling processed diamonds.
Perhaps, it could be an accurate nickname. The production and maintenance costs of the Imperial Battleship are astronomical.
A beautiful jewel of the cosmos and a treasure of the Cult Empire, one of them being the Judicator of Damocles 08.
The ship, dedicated to the security of the Cult Empire, faced a serious crisis.
The flow of Space power is reversing! The overload has exceeded 200%!
At this rate, the ship will collapse!
A chaotic situation, with the command center shaking as if it could shatter at any moment. Decorations that once illuminated the interior fell and shattered, sparks continuously flying from machinery and devices, including computers.
Amidst the turmoil, Cult crew members, desperately holding their ground in the chaos of the Abyssal Vortex, urgently relayed the situation.
What happened to the battleship!
30% silenced due to enemy psychic power attack!
Just with one blow?! Thats impossible!
Even in the midst of the commotion, the captain, without losing composure, examined the images in the command center.
The dark substance manipulated by the Imperial Battleship is a delicate yet dangerous force. The advanced modules attached to the battleship are not just for charging and firing Space bolts. They are also a means to control and regulate the unpredictable beast, the dark substance.
Having scrutinized the status of the battleship, the captain made a decision. He spread psychic power throughout the ship, sending a message to the crew members on board.
Alert the crew on board. Retreat through the escape pods.
Captain!
But!
The crew members were surprised, but the captain remained calm.
I will stay here. You all leave this place.
Yes?!
The device controlling the output of Space bolts is damaged. Someone has to hold it together until the crew escapes.
Having said that, the captain descended among the crew members and began manipulating the computer. He simultaneously controlled psychic power images and operated the ships computer.
Seeing this, the crew members all fell silent.
What are you doing? I said, leave quickly!
.
Seeing the captain willing to sacrifice for his subordinates, the crew members exchanged glances.
I will take care of this. Quickly, run away!
Sorry!
Ugh?!
One of the young crew members took out a gun from his pocket and struck the captains neck.
With a short groan, the captain collapsed. The crew member carefully supported him from falling.
We entrust the Captain to you.
We will buy as much time as possible for you to reach the escape pods.
Come on, time is running out. Everyone, to your positions!
That guy, always singing about wanting to be the captain.
Hehehe.
Cheerful Cult crew members. Instead of sacrificing the captain they admired, they chose to sacrifice themselves.
After briefly capturing the scene of their backs, the young Cult member, with the captain on his back, left the command center.
Behind him, the chants of the Cult members echoed.
Brave Cultists! May destiny harvest us!
May destiny harvest us!
He silently vowed to convey their noble sacrifice to the Empire.
May destiny harvest them.
After a while, numerous escape pods were launched from the Imperial Battleship. Some were transferred to nearby battleships of the fleet, while others disappeared into the far reaches of space.
The Imperial Battleship, which had endured until the last escape pod was launched, finally began to collapse, unable to withstand the pressure.
The outer armor of the ship, which had maintained a perfect balance like refined diamonds, twisted and shattered, and the central command center, located at the top, oxidized with an explosion.
The Space Bolt launcher at the center of the ship warped rapidly, as if being sucked into something, through the gaps in the damaged armor. At that moment, dark substances began to ooze out.
A golden lightning bolt from Saigil 08 struck, striking the black energy.
Soon, an immense light reminiscent of a supernova enveloped both the battleship and the fleet.
***
Ive won.
Having confirmed the explosion of the Imperial Battleship, I passed out. Although I thought it wasnt right to lose consciousness when there were still enemy ships remaining, it was unavoidable. It wasnt something I could control with my will.
Im still alive it seems theyve retreated over there huh?
Whether it was the aftermath of the King of Monsters or the fact that my body lacked strength, something continued to enter my mouth persistently.
Waking up my dulled senses, I realized that the unidentified food was biological meat. Someone was feeding me various kinds of meat, including Hondo Gigants.
The well-cooked meats passed through my throat, quickly digesting, and vitality slowly, very slowly returned. The tentacles and auxiliary mechanisms of the monster, which had not reacted at all to external disturbances, gradually activated.
Only then could I roughly assess my physical condition. My body had returned to its original state after the effects of Saionium ended. The two supporting heads had disappeared, and the lower combat arm, which had served as a leg, returned to a similar appearance as the other arms.
Through Saionium, my body had temporarily evolved into a mature form, and now it had returned to its original state.
While my senses were recovering, the intake of the unknown food into my mouth continued. I explored my surroundings using the auxiliary mechanism located under my jaw.
A type that strengthens progressively, I havent seen one like this before.
Typically, a type has no effect when unlocked, and it only comes into play after meeting the conditions and acquiring it. There are no cases where, like the Space monster type, acquiring a certain number of characteristics gives a special effect.
But theres no indication of what effect it gives its not written anywhere, as expected.
Without any clues, its premature to conclude, but I thought it might provide a very powerful effect.
Now, whats left is the characteristic enhancement system.
I want to check it immediately, but a severe fatigue rushes in. My stomach is gradually grumbling, and I feel warmth from the groundperhaps due to the surrounding fires. The desire to sleep surges.
Big one, if youre sleepy, you can sleep.
Big one Tired?
Even though the urgent fires are out, its better to rest. Since its a type not found in the game, you dont know what side effects might come.
Even though they must be exhausted because of me, they recommend rest.
[ZZZ (Thanks)]
I couldnt properly express my gratitude and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
***
Mercury.
The closest planet to the sun and the smallest in the solar system, officially under the dominion of Garamelda, one of MegaCorps Noble Capital.
Various Noble Capitals, like the Yujin family owning the moon, the Garamelda family dominating Mercury, T&C exerting influence over Phobos and Deimos, competing for Ganymede with Prime Capital, and so on.
The seven Noble families of MegaCorp owned various satellites and planets in the solar system.
Usually, when a Noble Capital or Prime Capital purchases a planet from another star, they send a family member as governor to rule it in their stead. However, Garamelda was a bit different.
The current head of the Garamelda family, Cloe Garamelda. For the past decade or so, she had been confined to the weapon research facility located on Mercury.
So much so that her nickname is Queen of Mercury.
With the head of the family not taking care of family matters, one might think her position would be precarious, but surprisingly, that wasnt the case. This was because the influence of the equipment she developed was tremendous.
From weapons to reinforced suits and special drugs enhancing soldiersevery year, thanks to her creation of new deadly weapons, Garamelda maintained the highest state of affluence in its history. So, despite her young age and disinterest in family affairs, she received strong support from the elders.
The Queen of Mercury, an outstanding weapons developer, had taken an uncommon vacation today.
Lately, the head of the family takes vacations quite often. A few weeks ago too.
Bio-dome-shaped Garamelda weapons research facility researchers were strolling around, and their gaze was directed towards the center of the dome. In the central underground area lies Cloes residence for the head of the family.
Its good timing. She tends to be overly absorbed in her work. If she continues like that and falls ill, itll be a big problem.
While the head is away, lets test the new equipment once more on our own.
Cloe, supported by the sewage workers in the same facility, was currently in some space within the residence meant for the head.
In the dimly lit place, diamond-shaped steles with connected wires were toppled. Among them, only two steles had lights inside and were floating in the air.
Seated on a specially developed levitating chair, Cloe opened her mouth towards the two steles.
Brother Jason, what happened to the Imperial Fleet dispatch? My satellites were split in the middle, so I couldnt grasp the situation.
Im curious about that too. The situation is impossible to assess due to the fleet vanguards.
Jason, Cloe, Jubaka. They, as the leaders of Cult, MegaCorp, and Star Union respectively, conspired a few weeks ago to eliminate the notorious 5th Ranker, Amorph.
They spread false information about the contamination of the planet they suspect as PH-101, referred to as Saigil 08 by the Cults, where the 5th Ranker is presumed to be hiding. This led to the Cult Council issuing a purification order. Consequently, the Imperial Fleet Judicator of Damocles 08. headed to Saigil 08.
Due to the MegaCorp vanguards protecting the Imperial Fleet, causing devastation around Saigil 08s satellites of Star Union, Cloe and Jubaka have yet to grasp the situation.
Therefore, with considerable time elapsed since the purification order, they called Jason to confirm the results.
It shouldnt have been too difficult since its a Pre-Saint.
Its Amorph, so who knows. The fleet vanguards might have suffered significant damage.
Anyway, theyre all just toys. If they break, we can replace them with others.
A typical MegaCorp statement filled with disregard for human life.
What are you talking about, dictator.
Cloe and Jubaka can joke like this because they firmly believe that Amorph has been dealt with.
Even if the 5th Ranker had exceptional skills, winning against the Imperial Fleet, capable of annihilating all life on a planet, is impossible. There might have been some resistance, but inevitably, the fleets cosmic bolts would have turned him into a handful of ashes.
However,
Something they never expected might become a reality.
Suddenly, a clear female voice delivered a cruel reality to them.
Its been a while, Lady Cloe, Lord Jubaka.
Huh? Cynthia? Why are you using Brother Jasons stele?
.
Cloe, who was trimming her nails, was surprised to hear the womans voice flowing from the stele. Jubaka, rather than being surprised, seemed to sense an ominous feeling and frowned.
Under normal circumstances, I would have used my stele, but due to the urgency of the situation, I used Jasons stele as a substitute.
Urgent? Whats so urgent?
Could it be?
Lord Jasons purification order completely failed. The Imperial Fleet and the vanguards were annihilated. Because of that, the Council is condemning Lord Jason for violating providence and planning to attack the sacred place. Lord Jason refused the attendance order and is currently in hiding.
.
.
I, too, have been summoned to endless hearings due to misinterpreting the prophecy all day and barely managed to come here. Please understand.
The worst possible future they had imagined had become a reality.
Realizing this fact, Cloe involuntarily dropped the nail grinder she was holding.
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Chapter 146Translator JjescusProofreader Demon Gods DiscipleJoin our Discord for release /invite/dbdMDhzWa2The battleships of the Cult are renowned for their elegant design. Especially, the Imperial Battleship deployed for purification missions is likened to the jewels of the universe, resembling processed diamonds.Perhaps, it could be an accurate nickname. The production and maintenance costs of the Imperial Battleship are astronomical.A beautiful jewel of the cosmos and a treasure of the Cult Empire, one of them being the Judicator of Damocles 08.The ship, dedicated to the security of the Cult Empire, faced a serious crisis.The flow of Space power is reversing! The overload has exceeded 200%!At this rate, the ship will collapse!A chaotic situation, with the command center shaking as if it could shatter at any moment. Decorations that once illuminated the interior fell and shattered, sparks continuously flying from machinery and devices, including computers.Amidst the turmoil, Cult crew members, desperately holding their ground in the chaos of the Abyssal Vortex, urgently relayed the situation.What happened to the battleship!30% silenced due to enemy psychic power attack!Just with one blow?! Thats impossible!Even in the midst of the commotion, the captain, without losing composure, examined the images in the command center.The dark substance manipulated by the Imperial Battleship is a delicate yet dangerous force. The advanced modules attached to the battleship are not just for charging and firing Space bolts. They are also a means to control and regulate the unpredictable beast, the dark substance.Having scrutinized the status of the battleship, the captain made a decision. He spread psychic power throughout the ship, sending a message to the crew members on board.Alert the crew on board. Retreat through the escape pods.Captain!But!The crew members were surprised, but the captain remained calm.I will stay here. You all leave this place.Yes?!The device controlling the output of Space bolts is damaged. Someone has to hold it together until the crew escapes.Having said that, the captain descended among the crew members and began manipulating the computer. He simultaneously controlled psychic power images and operated the ships computer.Seeing this, the crew members all fell silent.What are you doing? I said, leave quickly!.Seeing the captain willing to sacrifice for his subordinates, the crew members exchanged glances.I will take care of this. Quickly, run away!Sorry!Ugh?!One of the young crew members took out a gun from his pocket and struck the captains neck.With a short groan, the captain collapsed. The crew member carefully supported him from falling.We entrust the Captain to you.We will buy as much time as possible for you to reach the escape pods.Come on, time is running out. Everyone, to your positions!That guy, always singing about wanting to be the captain.Hehehe.Cheerful Cult crew members. Instead of sacrificing the captain they admired, they chose to sacrifice themselves.After briefly capturing the scene of their backs, the young Cult member, with the captain on his back, left the command center.Behind him, the chants of the Cult members echoed.Brave Cultists! May destiny harvest us!May destiny harvest us!He silently vowed to convey their noble sacrifice to the Empire.May destiny harvest them.After a while, numerous escape pods were launched from the Imperial Battleship. Some were transferred to nearby battleships of the fleet, while others disappeared into the far reaches of space.The Imperial Battleship, which had endured until the last escape pod was launched, finally began to collapse, unable to withstand the pressure.The outer armor of the ship, which had maintained a perfect balance like refined diamonds, twisted and shattered, and the central command center, located at the top, oxidized with an explosion.The Space Bolt launcher at the center of the ship warped rapidly, as if being sucked into something, through the gaps in the damaged armor. At that moment, dark substances began to ooze out.A golden lightning bolt from Saigil 08 struck, striking the black energy.Soon, an immense light reminiscent of a supernova enveloped both the battleship and the fleet.***Ive won.Having confirmed the explosion of the Imperial Battleship, I passed out. Although I thought it wasnt right to lose consciousness when there were still enemy ships remaining, it was unavoidable. It wasnt something I could control with my will.Im still alive it seems theyve retreated over there huh?Whether it was the aftermath of the King of Monsters or the fact that my body lacked strength, something continued to enter my mouth persistently.Waking up my dulled senses, I realized that the unidentified food was biological meat. Someone was feeding me various kinds of meat, including Hondo Gigants.The well-cooked meats passed through my throat, quickly digesting, and vitality slowly, very slowly returned. The tentacles and auxiliary mechanisms of the monster, which had not reacted at all to external disturbances, gradually activated.Only then could I roughly assess my physical condition. My body had returned to its original state after the effects of Saionium ended. The two supporting heads had disappeared, and the lower combat arm, which had served as a leg, returned to a similar appearance as the other arms.Through Saionium, my body had temporarily evolved into a mature form, and now it had returned to its original state.While my senses were recovering, the intake of the unknown food into my mouth continued. I explored my surroundings using the auxiliary mechanism located under my jaw.A type that strengthens progressively, I havent seen one like this before.Typically, a type has no effect when unlocked, and it only comes into play after meeting the conditions and acquiring it. There are no cases where, like the Space monster type, acquiring a certain number of characteristics gives a special effect.But theres no indication of what effect it gives its not written anywhere, as expected.Without any clues, its premature to conclude, but I thought it might provide a very powerful effect.Now, whats left is the characteristic enhancement system.I want to check it immediately, but a severe fatigue rushes in. My stomach is gradually grumbling, and I feel warmth from the groundperhaps due to the surrounding fires. The desire to sleep surges.Big one, if youre sleepy, you can sleep.Big one Tired?Even though the urgent fires are out, its better to rest. Since its a type not found in the game, you dont know what side effects might come.Even though they must be exhausted because of me, they recommend rest.ZZZ ThanksI couldnt properly express my gratitude and quickly fell into a deep sleep.***Mercury.The closest planet to the sun and the smallest in the solar system, officially under the dominion of Garamelda, one of MegaCorps Noble Capital.Various Noble Capitals, like the Yujin family owning the moon, the Garamelda family dominating Mercury, T&C exerting influence over Phobos and Deimos, competing for Ganymede with Prime Capital, and so on.The seven Noble families of MegaCorp owned various satellites and planets in the solar system.Usually, when a Noble Capital or Prime Capital purchases a planet from another star, they send a family member as governor to rule it in their stead. However, Garamelda was a bit different.The current head of the Garamelda family, Cloe Garamelda. For the past decade or so, she had been confined to the weapon research facility located on Mercury.So much so that her nickname is Queen of Mercury.With the head of the family not taking care of family matters, one might think her position would be precarious, but surprisingly, that wasnt the case. This was because the influence of the equipment she developed was tremendous.From weapons to reinforced suits and special drugs enhancing soldiersevery year, thanks to her creation of new deadly weapons, Garamelda maintained the highest state of affluence in its history. So, despite her young age and disinterest in family affairs, she received strong support from the elders.The Queen of Mercury, an outstanding weapons developer, had taken an uncommon vacation today.Lately, the head of the family takes vacations quite often. A few weeks ago too.Bio-dome-shaped Garamelda weapons research facility researchers were strolling around, and their gaze was directed towards the center of the dome. In the central underground area lies Cloes residence for the head of the family.Its good timing. She tends to be overly absorbed in her work. If she continues like that and falls ill, itll be a big problem.While the head is away, lets test the new equipment once more on our own.Cloe, supported by the sewage workers in the same facility, was currently in some space within the residence meant for the head.In the dimly lit place, diamond-shaped steles with connected wires were toppled. Among them, only two steles had lights inside and were floating in the air.Seated on a specially developed levitating chair, Cloe opened her mouth towards the two steles.Brother Jason, what happened to the Imperial Fleet dispatch? My satellites were split in the middle, so I couldnt grasp the situation.Im curious about that too. The situation is impossible to assess due to the fleet vanguards.Jason, Cloe, Jubaka. They, as the leaders of Cult, MegaCorp, and Star Union respectively, conspired a few weeks ago to eliminate the notorious 5th Ranker, Amorph.They spread false information about the contamination of the planet they suspect as PH-101, referred to as Saigil 08 by the Cults, where the 5th Ranker is presumed to be hiding. This led to the Cult Council issuing a purification order. Consequently, the Imperial Fleet Judicator of Damocles 08. headed to Saigil 08.Due to the MegaCorp vanguards protecting the Imperial Fleet, causing devastation around Saigil 08s satellites of Star Union, Cloe and Jubaka have yet to grasp the situation.Therefore, with considerable time elapsed since the purification order, they called Jason to confirm the results.It shouldnt have been too difficult since its a Pre-Saint.Its Amorph, so who knows. The fleet vanguards might have suffered significant damage.Anyway, theyre all just toys. If they break, we can replace them with others.A typical MegaCorp statement filled with disregard for human life.What are you talking about, dictator.Cloe and Jubaka can joke like this because they firmly believe that Amorph has been dealt with.Even if the 5th Ranker had exceptional skills, winning against the Imperial Fleet, capable of annihilating all life on a planet, is impossible. There might have been some resistance, but inevitably, the fleets cosmic bolts would have turned him into a handful of ashes.However,Something they never expected might become a reality.Suddenly, a clear female voice delivered a cruel reality to them.Its been a while, Lady Cloe, Lord Jubaka.Huh? Cynthia? Why are you using Brother Jasons stele?.Cloe, who was trimming her nails, was surprised to hear the womans voice flowing from the stele. Jubaka, rather than being surprised, seemed to sense an ominous feeling and frowned.Under normal circumstances, I would have used my stele, but due to the urgency of the situation, I used Jasons stele as a substitute.Urgent? Whats so urgent?Could it be?Lord Jasons purification order completely failed. The Imperial Fleet and the vanguards were annihilated. Because of that, the Council is condemning Lord Jason for violating providence and planning to attack the sacred place. Lord Jason refused the attendance order and is currently in hiding...I, too, have been summoned to endless hearings due to misinterpreting the prophecy all day and barely managed to come here. Please understand. The worst possible future they had imagined had become a reality.Realizing this fact, Cloe involuntarily dropped the nail grinder she was holding.Translator JjescusProofreader Demon Gods DiscipleJoin our Discord for release /invite/dbdMDhzWa2
