Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Five days later, the war between the coalition forces and Arbiter Republic changed completely. The Arbiter Republic actually gave up on direct confrontation with the coalition forces. They also withdrew all their fleets, leaving the Arbiter planet exposed to the attacks of the Milky Way Alliance.
In the major planets of the Arbiter Republic, all of the mecha integrated into the city, obviously putting their fates with their countries. Once they seized control of the air, the Arbiter Republic would be heavily attacked by Aslan. Of course, it wasn’t possible to attack ordinary cities, because the “justice” of the Milky Way Alliance would disappear. That would become naked aggression, completely violating the ten commandments of the Union Charter. War should not hurt the civilians.
If they were only relying on ground forces and the Arbiters, this war would be long drawn. That was the rouge tactic by the Arbiters. Of course, that wasn’t all. Once they didn’t need to defend their planet, the mobility of their fleet would increase. No one was more familiar with their region than them. They wanted to play guerrilla tactics with Aslan and drag it out.
The one who came up with this strategy was the Thorn of Brahma, Ren Yixuan.
The Arbiter Republic might be big and powerful, but it was impossible and unrealistic for one country to defend itself against the Milky Way Alliance. The Arbiters knew that their only survival route was indirect confrontation, rouge tactics, delay tactics, whatever. There would be a chance for a turnaround as long as there was time.
Unless Aslan really went all out to destroy Arbiter. If not, there would be no winner in this battle.
Of course, that wasn’t enough. Determination for war was also dependent on confidence. If Arbiter were continuously defeated, their morale would become low and their ground forces would one day lose confidence in resistance.
In the faraway Oracle Star, everything happening here seemed unrelated to the outside world. It was forgotten by the people outside and the people within it were unable to leave. They could only seek to survive.
In the Holy City, Lear’s hands were covered with fresh blood. A pile of bodies was behind him. A dozen Zergs gobbled this rare nourishment happily. His job was to clean up the spies within them. It was no longer important to him if they were members of the Milky Way Alliance. The new way his power grew was a little revolting, but also exciting at the same time.
In times of trouble, surrendering to shackles and proving your personal worth was never empty talk. This was the rule of the jungle. Prey or be preyed upon.
“Boss, a few escaped. Shall I go after them?” Luo Fei joined him. The Zergs were divided into two groups. Those with their heads down were obviously fearful.
“No need.” Lear waved his hand and the group of Zergs dispersed into four directions. Sometimes, no mercy would be killing your own escape route. Lear needed to control the tempo.
Luo Fei nodded. “Boss, when can these kinds of days end? I feel like going back.”
Lear thought for a while before replying, “There will always be chances. God didn’t forsake us, since we didn’t die. There will be a time to return. How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine, the medicine Professor Sharjah gave me is effective…” Luo Fei smiled.
Luo Fei’s body trembled violently before he finished his sentence. Ear-piercing cracking of bones filled the air. The blades of his shoulders burst out of his body suddenly, dripping with fresh blood. The faint aura of fear in his body broke out and intensified continuously…
Lear’s face turned green. He grabbed Luo Fei and disappeared.
He brought Luo Fei back to the laboratory in no time. Sharjah and his people rushed in and injected large does of genetic suppression fluid into Luo Fei’s body. The protruding bones shrank back into Luo Fei’s body visibly.
Luo Fei was conscious throughout and had gotten used to it. At first, he vomited a few times upon seeing his disgusting figure. He managed to adapt though – humans really had great adaptive powers… if he could still be considered human.
“Professor Sharjah, what is his problem? Didn’t you say he’s out of the danger phase? Why is he still so unstable?” Lear’s eyes were sheathing.
“Mr. Luo Fei didn’t succeed naturally, so his control isn’t stable. I think there is no shortcut, he can only continuously adapt. We can guarantee his safety for now,” Sharjah said patiently.
Luo Fei’s genetic fusion might have been a success, but it wasn’t complete like Lear’s. He was usually alright, until he got into battles. It was easy for him to lose control then.
Luo Fei endured the pain in his body caused by the suppression. He smiled weakly until the bone spurs finally contracted, leaving only a row of fresh, red scars in his shoulders.
Luo Fei entered the petri dish and gradually fell into a deep slumber. Every time this happened, it also damaged his body. To Sharjah, it was a miracle that Luo Fei was still alive. Of course, that was also because of Lear’s powerful summon.
Lear gazed up into the “stars” as he stepped out of the laboratory. The current Oracle Star was a cage. Constantine… only let them live because he was still useful.
Wait… Lear blinked and stared hard at the blinking “stars”. They seemed to be getting further away!
The fleet was leaving the Oracle Star?
Lear could almost hear the key turn in the shackles as he looked at the development he had been hoping for. The genes in his body started boiling with passion.
At this time…
Bilro and Sarah were looking at the fleet pulling away from the gravitational pull of the planet from the top of a tall building. They were abandoned. The fleets had left without them and the elders supporting them were out of contact.
They weren’t the ones chosen by the Oracle. They were of no more value to the Elders. They finally understood why the Great Elder had not supported any of the so-called Sons of Saint…
Because, from the start, this whole competition was a joke. No, even if they did win, they would only be pushed to the front to die as scapegoats puppet.
They were nothing without the support of the Elders. They even had to watch the rise of Lear the monster. The Holy City was now the devil’s lair.
Shock, anger, followed by helplessness. They finally understood where they stood when the Elders left without a word. They even had a hunch about the chaos that could descend on the Oracle Star without the fleet and the Heaven-rank Elders here.
