Chapter 2211 Space Battle

Chapter 2211 Space Battle

Multiple explosions lit up the sky above the Karat Golden mansion like fireworks in the daylight. The battle between the pirate fleets had raged for an hour, with both sides suffering significant casualties.

One-third of the pirates' ships had been destroyed, while two out of three Karat warships were dead in space. The last remaining warship was forced to take a defensive position among the space stations, with multiple smaller ships, Karat fighters, and drones flying around to reinforce its defense.

More than 50 pirate ships bombarded the space station, their relentless firepower pounding against the weakening defensive barrier.

Despite the overwhelming odds, the Karat fighters and drones flew in tight formations, weaving through the barrage of enemy fire. Their maneuvers were desperate yet calculated, each move designed to protect the space station. As the barrier started to fail, the situation grew dire. Ten grand magus, led by the brave Commander Schnable of the second division, charged forward.

Commander Schnable's presence was formidable, his cosmic energy flaring as he led his division to intercept the pirate ships. The grand magus moved with precision, their spells creating shimmering shields and launching powerful counter-attacks. Explosions and flashes of light filled the sky, a chaotic dance of destruction and defense.

Their charge was met with a fierce counterattack. Hundreds of bombardments from the pirate ships lit up the sky, followed by a larger contingent of grand magus-level pirates. Two of the five Pirate King iron guards, along with infamous pirate figures from multiple clans, joined the fray. Leading them was the notorious one-eyed Khazrak, who rode a snake-like space beast. Khazrak was a three cosmos pirate warlord, second only to the pirate king himself.

A cosmic battle erupted above the space stations. Weapons clashed, and spells were cast, creating a deadly spectacle that cost dearly to both sides. The sky was filled with explosions and streaks of energy as the combatants fought with ferocity.

Grand Magus Xavier, in charge of the battle, stood tall inside the space station. His eyes were sharp, anticipating the movements of the last 30 pirate ships and the flagship that still hovered at the back of the battlefield. Reports flooded in, detailing the extensive destruction and mounting casualties.

Seeing the vast number of losses, the veteran general's irritation grew. "It's a crimson sky tactic!! They are rushing to break us apart!" he barked, his voice resonating with frustration.

Xavier turned to the communication officer, his face a mask of frustration and urgency. "What news from Golden City!? Where are the reinforcements?! Where are they!!?" he demanded.

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Lord Hassa raised a hand to stop him. "Don't bother... He must have had an escape route prepared. Besides, what of the battle above? You should not leave your post!."

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At that same moment, Gara D Reis, the Pirate King, was poised to deliver the final blow that would utterly destroy the Karat forces. His eyes gleamed with the anticipation of victory as he prepared to give the command to his remaining armada. However, just as he was about to issue the order, one of his crew members gave a crucial report.

"My King, we detected an armada of over two dozen ships approaching!"

The Pirate King turned sharply, his surprise evident. "What?! How can this be?!" his confusion turned to anger as he said "Arrghh!! Those Golden City nobles dare to trick me!" His voice thundered through the ship, causing a palpable wave of fear to ripple through his crew. The crew member, trembling under his gaze, managed to stammer out, "My King, they...they are not from Golden City... they are the half-bloods from Zodiac City!"

Gara's irritation flared into fury. He had not anticipated the Zodiac City warships to arrive so swiftly. On second thought he felt as if they had been lying in wait for this moment.

His mind raced with calculations, knowing that entering the battlefield now would trap him between the Karat forces and the incoming Zodiac armada. The prospect of being caught in a pincer move was too risky, even for him.

Adding to his frustration was the sudden, disheartening failure message from his agent down below. The mission to secure the vault had evidently fallen apart.

"Curse those half-bloods! Curse those Karats!!" Gara roared, his voice echoing through the ship like the howl of a feral beast. His crew cowered, knowing the danger of their King's wrath.

Weighing his options quickly, Gara realized the precariousness of their position. Engaging now could mean a significant loss if not complete annihilation. He slammed his fist on the command table, the holographic display flickering under the force.

"Sound the retreat!" he commanded in anger. "All ships, pull back immediately!"

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