Xyrin Empire

Chapter 417 - 417 417 Uncle Z

?Chapter 417: Chapter 417 Uncle Z Chapter 417: Chapter 417 Uncle Z An endless swarm of insects churned toward us, like living muck alive and heaving, wave upon wave of purple-black billows growing ever higher. Our ears were filled with the incessant hisses and the friction of carapaces. Among them were jumping worms swinging their limbs, the size of small mammoths, mixed with gigantic, thick-shelled cockroaches, and all manner of strangely mutated members of the insect race. They seemed utterly fearless, undaunted by the sight of thousands of their own being reduced to rotting flesh by some eerie and unexplained force; instead, they were rushing towards us in a suicidal charge. Lilina was still pale-faced in my arms, stripped of all those titles, she was just an ordinary girl. Despite having traveled through space and time, despite having experienced the Undead Catastrophe in Azeroth, she had probably never faced such a violent scene of flying guts and blood. So much so that she wasn’t even aware she was being princess-carried by me. Instead, she clutched my collar like a real little girl, huddling as close as she could in my embrace.

But fear aside, the surging life energy around us didn’t diminish in the slightest. Lilina was doing remarkably well in this regard; no matter how uncomfortable she felt inside, she never forgot her mission—though right now, considering Vega’s sweeping attacks that fell like autumn leaves and Qianqian’s brutal, merciless brushes with time, we hardly needed to worry about injuries.

These insect creatures were simply too frail when facing a Leader-level Xyrin Apostle. Sometimes the theory that quantity trumps quality also needed a limit.

“Thunder Cutting!”

Vega, in the midst of her charge, suddenly roared, and the Ship-Slicing Blade in her hand shimmered with a blinding blue-white electric light. Then, with a swift motion, the blade, over two meters long, turned into a blur of afterimages. The crescent-shaped vacuum edge, along with the bright electric arc, suddenly extended nearly half a kilometer, chopping a vast number of insects at the waist. She then leaped high into the air, and the two-ton metallic body of the Armored Scorpion crashed heavily onto the back of a Thunder Beast that dared to swing its pincers at her. Six mechanical legs pierced through the beast’s shell, and in the ensuing splash of blood plasma, Vega’s dual blades took less than a millisecond to neatly slice the enemy below her into three parts.

I comfortably maintained an energy shield that could protect us all, and even had the leisure to admire the concentric circles produced by the Spine Snake’s bone spurs on Chaos. I had curiously tested the attack’s power with my hand earlier; it was about as powerful as a human anti-tank missile, easily piercing human-made power armor or overcoming the Protos Divine Race’s plasma shields through sheer numbers. To us, it was equivalent to a non-threatening target…

I was confident that the strength of my energy shield was enough that all the Spine Snakes in the world could spray until they were calcium-deficient and not cause the slightest damage to it. As long as energy existed in this world, I was infinitely more mana-rich than the Sun Well.

“I say, are you just going to watch the show all the way through?”

A muffled voice suddenly came from my chest, and when I looked down, I saw Lilina had finally poked her head out, still looking pale but seemingly almost back to full strength.

Come to think of it, surely she hadn’t thrown up on my chest already, had she?

Luckily, Lilina, being such a pure Divine-made creature, probably didn’t possess such a physical imperfection. The little girl’s face was just wracked with bitterness, but still, she gazed up at me with bright eyes, her face a picture of righteous indignation at someone’s shirking of duties.

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