Ten men in a squad, ten mechas in a concentrated attack. It was enough to obliterate an unprepared patrol ship in an instant.
Not to mention the fact that they had installed a lot of explosives at key locations beforehand.
The moment the Bartender and Coffee Master gave the order, the battle was already over.
Everything happened too fast and too horrifying. It was so horrifying that the pirates didn't even have time to react. The spaceship base no longer had any strength to resist.
The Gourmet hovered five hundred meters in the air, staring down at the dim lights of the hangar. His face was as calm as an ancient well.
The hangar he was in charge of was the middle sized of the five.
On his wrist, the communicator vibrated. The Gourmet's eyes narrowed, and he lifted both hands.
With him as the epicenter, a dark gray light began to spread across the night sky.
Even if a pirate were to look up, they wouldn't be able to see him.
In the face of a Paragon who could control protogenia, all sorts of technology and scanning devices were useless.
Off in the distance, there was a faint rumble. It wasn't long before the hangar below was thrown into chaos.
A tall pirate burst out from the largest building. He stared off into the distance and roared. "What's going on?
How can two hangars be attacked at the same time? "
As he spoke, he lifted his left hand and pressed a button on his communicator. "Devil Blade hangar. Devil Blade hangar. Devil Blade hangar. Gather and board.
First level emergency. "
Each hangar was manned by a different pirate clan, and this one was no different.
The Devilblade Pirates were famous in the Shattered Starfields. They were known for their speed and ferociousness.
There were a total of two battleships and more than ten patrol ships.
The one who'd given the order was the captain of the Devil Blade Pirates, nicknamed the Devil.
This person was a Rank 1 Level 9 Metahuman.
Individually, he was strong and ferocious. His leadership of the Devil Blade Pirates was a glorious achievement. Of course, he was also notorious.
They didn't leave anyone alive. Men, women, old or young, they were all killed in the process. Wherever they went, not even a blade of grass grew.
However, it was also because of his fierceness that he had a much stronger control over the pirates under him. At least compared to the other spaceship bases, his crew was relatively complete. Only a few pirates on vacation went to the city to enjoy life.
Unlike the Coffee Master and the Bartender, the two airship bases didn't even have a third of their full complement of pirates. There was no way the airship bases could respond in time.
Soon, a large number of pirates ran out of their dormitories, and warships began to light up, preparing to take off.
The Archdevil himself also ran towards his flagship.
He immediately mobilized the entire pirate crew to prepare for battle, not to rescue anyone, but to protect himself first and ensure his own safety.
After the momentary shock, he had calmed down a lot.
The two spaceship bases were suddenly attacked, and he knew about the two pirate groups. The first thought that came to his mind was not an invasion, but an internal cleansing.
After all, the planetary defense system of the Shattered Planets was perfect. How many soldiers would it take to attack two spaceships at the same time?
How could it be an outsider?
It had been some time since the Moonfiend Pirates took in the other pirate clans, but they weren't united. Everyone worked together for the sake of profit.
The Moonfiend Pirates were strong, but they couldn't compare to all the other pirate clans combined.
That was why, even though everyone had joined, they weren't completely convinced.
If it weren't for the fact that Redbeard and his crew were fully integrated into the Moonfiend Pirates, many pirates would've left long ago due to their dissatisfaction.
These conflicts were growing, and when the Archdevil received the news of the two pirate clans attacking, his first thought was that Redbeard was about to start a cleansing.
Furthermore, he immediately tried to contact Moon City, but Moon City's communications were in a mess, and they were temporarily unable to connect.
This only served to heighten his sense of danger.
He had to get into the warship as soon as possible. At least he'd be in control of his own fleet, and he'd have room to bargain.
Of course, he didn't dare leave Moonfiend. If he flew out of the atmosphere, he'd become a target for the planet's defenses!
The Archdevil's mind raced as he tried to think of a solution. All of a sudden, he felt a sense of pressure.
As a ninth-rank Adept, his senses were sharp. He looked up at the sky, puzzled.
To his surprise, he realized that the sky had lost its starlight. Instead, there was only a gray haze. That was where the pressure came from.
That gray haze suddenly gave rise to an indescribable fear in his heart.
What … what was that?
He looked out into the distance, and saw the starlight again. But it was far away, and not part of the airship's sky.
"Enemy attack!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, pouring his Discipline into his vocal cords.
At the same time, he released his mecha.
There was a flash of light, and a pitch-black mecha appeared in front of him.
He made the right decision in this situation. He couldn't get into the warship again.
It was too large, and too slow to react.
He didn't know what the gray haze in the sky was, but the fear in his heart told him that it wasn't something he could fight. If that was the case, he had to leave the battlefield as soon as possible. Only then would he have a chance of survival.
In this case, a mecha was much more reliable than a warship.
With his ninth-rank Discipline and the help of his mecha, he was confident that he could get out of this area as quickly as possible.
For the sake of his own survival, he didn't care about anything else.
Just then, the color of the airship's hangar changed. What had been brightly lit was now a dark red.
The moment this dark red color appeared, everyone realized that their movements seemed to have started to slow down.
It wasn't a spatial restriction, but the air seemed to have thickened, as if someone had added something to it.
It was a terrible feeling, so terrible that it was suffocating. This time, the Archdevil wasn't the only one looking up at the sky.
The pirates who hadn't yet entered the ship all looked up at the sky in unison.
Then, they saw an extremely strange scene. In the sky that had turned dark red at some point, balls of dark red balls were slowly descending.
The spheres looked very dazzling. They glowed with a dark red light, and the inside of the spheres seemed to be wreathed in smoke. It was as if the dark red light had swallowed the clouds and created a magnificent scene.
It was a very strange feeling, and it was hard to describe.
However, in the next moment, the dense dark red spheres had already enveloped the entire spaceship base.
The first dark red sphere collided and landed on a battleship.
There was a saying that if the sky collapsed, there would always be a tall one to hold it up. This saying was also true for the warship.
The larger battleship was naturally the first to feel the "joy" brought by the dark red sphere.
"Poof —" A ball of light shattered, like a small bubble bursting.
Grey mist flowed out from within and covered an area.
Then, the pirates watched in shock as the battleship's heavy armor melted without a sound. Under the influence of the seemingly light mist, it quickly melted, forming a large depression.
With the first one, there would be a second one.
Bubbles popped one by one. There was no roar, but it was many times more terrifying than the deafening roar.
As the bubbles burst one by one, the entire Devil Blade Pirates' spaceship base seemed to have been baptized by magma, and the whole thing melted quietly.
The smart pirates were like the Archdevil. When they saw the bubbles appear, they all climbed into their Mechs and rushed out without a care in the world, trying to get out of the area before the bubbles fell.
The pirates who had already entered the ship were not so lucky. They couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
The Infernal Guardian Domain, Hell!
The Gourmet floated in the air, surrounded by a crimson aura. He didn't pursue the fleeing pirates. Instead, he looked calmly into the distance. The Tang Clan's Third Young Master's Wechat TJSS33.
As a Paragon, he controlled protogenia, but at the same time he had to obey it.
Just as Roxanne had said, at his level he couldn't kill as he pleased. It wasn't that he feared the wrath of the heavens, it was that he had to protect his heart.
Therefore, he allowed the pirates to escape. After all, his mission was to destroy this spaceship base. Doing this much was enough.
Five minutes later, the haze in the sky began to dissipate. The crimson aura was gone, but the ground was littered with craters. It looked like a meteor shower.
All the ships, all the buildings, were gone.
They had passed away in that hellish hell.
The Gourmet smirked. His body flickered, and in a blink of an eye, he was gone.
… …
The Pharmacist's gait was composed as she approached the large metal door.
This was one of the most important hangars of the Moonfiend Pirates, but it was closed.
This spaceship base was the smallest of the five spaceships on Moonfiend Planet.
"Restricted area ahead. Do not approach!"
An electronic voice called out. A beam of red light descended from the watchtower and enveloped the Pharmacist.