Chapter 84: Operation Skybreak, part 9/11

Chapter 84: Operation Skybreak, part 9/11

In the secluded embrace of the shadowy corner, the woman with platinum strands leaned against the wall, her breathing slow and her consciousness honed to a sharp edge.

Beside her, purple-visored soldiers aimed their weapons at the staircase, their flickering luminescence reflecting in their own polished armor.Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

The resounding thuds slowly descending the staircase closed in, and the girl raised her arm up, signaling to her two walking guns.

'Here they are. At least five.'

Emerging from the abyss of the dark staircase, an ominous blue glow heralded the approach of the enemies. At last, the long barrel emerged from behind the corner of the stairs, followed by the blue visor that immediately locked onto her.

'Armored ones.' She quickly identified her foe by the unmistakable bulk of their armor.

Without any fear or panic, a surge of raw energy coursed through her, pouring forth from her slender, alabaster fingers in unseen waves that struck the foes on the staircase.

The armored silhouettes froze as if they had turned into mere statues, wrapped and ensnared by her invisible pressure.

Her fingertips gently tickled with the energy flowing through them. She could feel the strain and pull against her power as the soldiers tried to move against her will.

"Now!" Her voice shattered the ominous silence and carried through the intercom.

Immediately, devastating beams of purple light rend the space, burning wide, gaping holes through the chests of the Federation soldiers and cutting them as if they were trees.

The purple beams pulsed the second and third times, blasting down the trapped soldiers.

More purple lights flashed as the armored imperials quickly shifted their aim, the hydraulics in their amor roaring as the armored shoes dug into the floor.

'How could I miss this!?' Tia stared through the hole at a massive armored octocopter.

Its eight rotors sliced through the air with a resonating hum, the vibrations reverberating through Tia's body and the floor beneath her feet. Underneath its dark, steel-clad body, a series of lethal cannons hung threateningly, a vivid blue glow emanating from their cores.

She felt dumb and regretful for making such an oversight of not considering the Federation's heavy weapons.

In sync, all the canons pulsed, and blue bolts of plasma shimmered, glowing like stars in the sky as they descended toward the openings in the ceiling.

Ding!

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New Sub Objective: The Military Machine

Gut that metal beast and cut out the pulsing heart of its main generator!

<Notice > --> It is a metaphor. Just break it.

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