Tempest of the Stellar War

The giant mech rose in the air. Angry roars shook the ground. This was Titan anger. Intense electric currents shook the earth, forcing the surrounding mech pilots and giants to disperse. The invading allied force mech pilots looked on coldly. All the Tita giants banged their shields. This was their custom, and also their way of threatening the enemy.

Facaul’s mouth was upturned in a cold smile. The super mech whirled, and the titanium blade batted away Rara Durai’s huge sword. Such primitive and simplistic barbarians.

Batting aside the attack, his mental energy formed a spherical field, blocking Rara Durai’s electric attacks. Facaul had to admit this ability was quite “buggy.” It was too cheap a move.

His aim was to thoroughly undermine the giants’ morale. But hearing the giants bellow, he became excited too, an excitement never experienced before. This was a warrior’s domain, not a killer’s, but he was indescribably stimulated. Killing such aboriginals was a very pleasurable thing. He was happy today!

The mech pilots, of course, would not listen to Facaul alone, but they had received orders to hold their ground, given that the Tita people did not move.

Mu Lei clearly saw this scene. He naturally understood Facaul’s intentions. But in this moment, he had to give Facaul a chance. Otherwise, if the casualty rate continued to mount, the blood money for the pilots alone would be enough to force his retirement.

The Tita people prided themselves on their bravery and faith. Kill the Titan, and all would crumble. It would be a completely different picture then.

At that moment, in the shrine of Titatitan Star, a skeletal figure crude to the point of disfigurement stood on the altar. The altar’s light rays continuously flooded the mech, and Wang Zheng was inside the mech.

Wang Zheng had not fainted. He was alert. In the moment that the mech had exploded, the magic cube had teleported him, and in the next instant, he was at the Tita people’s shrine. He had come here before, where the vital energy was densest on Tita Star. It felt strangely familiar.

The broken mech was currently absorbing the vitality of the shrine steadily. Wood spirit, the source of life and the basis of all things. A fog as dense as mercury shrouded the mech.

Wang Zheng did not know what Bonehead was doing. But his gaze was elsewhere. Faintly discernible through the fog was Tita Star’s location, where his heart lay, and where God was.

Wang Zheng had seen the slaughter on the battlefield. The Tita giants were fighting with their lives. Against intense firepower, the giants had not retreated. They had been commanded to be the point, and death would not block their charge. But Wang Zheng’s heart was bleeding. The helpless him could only watch the giants fall one by one from his position. His own life had only been saved thanks to Bonehead.

From the mist, Rara Durai’s angry roars could be heard. Wang Zheng could see that Fire Falcon was 100% playing with Rara Durai. He constantly taunted Rara Durai. This was the way of a killer, to thoroughly destroy a fighter’s dignity. In the end, not just the flesh was destroyed, but also the spirit.

No respect.

Wang Zheng’s fists were tightly clenched. Blood flowed from his fingertips. He needed power. He craved power. For such an average person like him to have obtained the Rubik’s Cube and come so far, why would he now have to watch all he held dear die one by one?

Why!?

If he had known this, he would rather have died in the Rubik’s Cube than come out.

The fog shifted. A battle had already ensued outside the presidential palace. When Fire Falcon had arrived, the defenders had not moved. But this was not the end. A few small troops from the allied forces had arrived from the major cities of Tita. The presidential palace was naturally a target, and the cannons fell one after another on the palace.

Wang Zheng saw Yan Xiaosu and Zhao Elin. Zhao Elin’s head was covered in blood. When the room had collapsed, she had pushed Yan Xiaosu aside, but had been crushed underneath herself. He witnessed Yan Xiaosu’s helpless cries.

Wang Zheng felt his soul about to explode. He had never thirsted more than this moment. Thirsting for power, and revenge.

“Bonehead. I want to exchange everything for power. I want revenge!” Wang Zheng’s voice was cold as hell.

This world was not fair. Then let him be unfair as well.

The enormous skeleton was cold and silent. The silver fog gradually condensed, and then rushed into the huge skeleton, wrapping it in folds.

A mech dark with the color of mercury was currently forming. The body was completely silver. Only the pupils were Bonehead’s red, mirroring Wang Zheng’s anger.

The mech’s head dipped gently, then let out a low roar like a wild beast. Shing…

Two silver wings sprung out, with two thunderbolts.

Silent – revenge!

BOOM…

The silver mech rose into the sky, trailing silver light.

On the battlefield, Facaul was still playing with Rara Durai. Rara Durai’s hits that had always been effective were completely blocked. His heavy mech’s legs had already been cut off by Facaul. After two more clashes, Rara Durai’s arms had also been cut off, the big sword falling to one side.

Facaul wanted to create this result. Against primitives, the most primitive methods had to be used.

The titanium blade lifted high in the air. When it cleaved down, it would not only take Rara Durai’s life, but also the Tita people’s endurance and dignity.

Mu Lei smiled. He did not like super soldiers, but he had to admit that these freaks were terrifying. It was over. He could see the despair in the barbarians’ eyes. They did not know fear, but they knew disappointment, and eventually despair.

Titan dead, Ada dead. They had lost all their emotional bastions.

Victory would always belong to the mighty in this world.

Far away in Elite Academy X, two people were unmoving in a room, until Luo Er’s Skylink rang. News from Tita that Ai Xiaolu could not obtain. Only Luo Er could. Ai Xiaolu did not believe that they did not have people within the allied forces.

Ai Xiaolu looked towards Luo Er. After seeing the news, Luo Er’s expression was stricken.

Luo Er’s stricken expression was a complete collapse on Ai Xiaolu’s part. Her face was completely drained of all color.

– Wang Zheng dead in battle. The giant army suffered 1/3 casualties. The battle was predicted to end in an hour.

Tita Star was finished… it was all finished.

Ai Xiaolu suddenly felt her world spin. How was this possible? How could he have died?

Luo Er was sad, but what she felt was far from Ai Xiaolu. This talented girl who was admired all throughout the Milky Way Alliance, crushing on Wang Zheng?

“Xiaolu, we tried our best.”

Facaul bellowed. It was not very loud, but it silenced all other sounds. The roaring giants beside Rara Durai were silenced.

The titanium blade cleaved down, and the giants could only watch on the miserable scene.

SHING…

A flash of silver light flitted past, and Facaul’s blade cut air.

Another silver-winged mech had appeared on the battlefield. Rara Durai was doomed now.

Who?

Rara Durai looked into the ice cold pupils, but felt a curious warmth.

“Ada…”

Wang Zheng gently laid Rara Durai down. The silver mech moved like lightning. Facaul smiled coldly. He did not know who it was trying to show off. The construction was rather flashy, but also rather inane. Didn’t they know that wings did nothing but get in one’s way?

The titanium blade blazed with blue flames. In an instant, it closed – Zero-Type Kill!

Shing…

Missed…

Damn, he had clearly been right in front of him!

Facaul’s frenzied attacks sent fire scattering. The blue flames ate through anything in its way, scaring the allied troops’ mecha and scattering them, while the giants were prostrated on the floor.

Lightning was the Titan God’s symbol. This was the coming of God. Ada had returned!

Yes, Ada could not die!

Mu Lei’s jaw dropped. Damn, what demon was this???

Facaul was also going crazy. How could it be? He had clearly been there, but why could he not even land a single attack???

Lightning’s power was speed!

Wang Zheng had lost all feeling. He would never feel pain again, but what did that matter?

Even at the cost of his life.

The silver mech moved. It gripped the head of Fire Falcon. The silver mech rose into the skies. The silver wings spread. WHOOSH…

Fire Falcon’s skull was plucked out. BOOM…

The cockpit door was blasted open, and Facaul was thrown out. All the mech pilots and giants were watching the scene in the sky.

The allied troops were shocked. The giants were thrown into a frenzy. Those huge eyes were filled with fathomless power. There was nothing that could stop them in this world. Their god had come!

Ping…

The mist of blood exploded, and Facaul was squashed like a termite. Everyone heard his wretched cries.

HOOTA… HOOTA… HOOTA… HOOTA…

The silver mech slowly raised the longsword in his hand. When the sword tip pointed towards the skies, a deep and empty voice called out, “Kill~~~”

The call of revenge had rung. Blood for blood! Tooth for tooth!

HOOTA… HOOTA… HOOTA… HOOTA…

The giants had gone mad, utterly mad. All of them had lost their heads, and chanting HOOTA, as though they had received divine power. They rushed towards the allied troops’ mech pilots.

The allied pilots had gone mad as well. Mad with fear, till they peed their pants. A giant had been cut out of his armor, and taken more than 10 cuts. His guts were pooling on the ground, but he still stood to explode a mech fighter, and used his skull to crush the mech fighter inside. He died with a blessed smile on his face.