Chapter 598

Average height about 1.9 meters, wearing white armor and white robes, with white capes embroidered with gold dots, and bearing a faint blue inverted Ω insignia, the Otino warriors, though not as majestic and sturdy as the Extreme Warriors, yet the special 'cold' weapons each wields employ trajectories imperceptible to ordinary people to launch attacks.

Sizzle~!

Hiss!!

Shidaila·Buruimeier simply couldn't see what was happening; she could only see waves of blood mist, and severed limbs flying sideways.

She couldn't see directly, but for some reason she seemed to feel that each Otino warrior was extremely graceful, yet not lacking in strength and agility.

Accompanying Yifulleini, who was still strolling in the center of the garden, Shidaila·Buruimeier felt that she had unintentionally saved her, helped the military deal with the alien species surge before her, which was truly exactly like the elf races shown in those pre-war movies and animations.

Most importantly, when these warriors attack, they occasionally release dazzling blue lightning arcs, or red shocks.

Magic…

Strong…

Everything made Shidaila·Buruimeier momentarily unable to distinguish reality; she even thought she had died in the jaws of a tank-class alien, and what she now sees and observes are merely hallucinations on the brink of death.

In contrast, the two giants charging at the front could, with their 'weak' physiques, smash and slice apart vital strike class aliens that were more than ten times their size.

Only see Wokan, equipped like a slim-built Terminator, helmet deployed, holding a huge hammer, can with absolute strength shatter all the aliens before him with a single blow.

Of course, Shidaila·Buruimeier couldn't see Wokan's movements; she only saw a vast expanse of vital strike class aliens, their numbers plummeting at an exponential rate.

However, another OriginalBody that came to this Earth is not in an 'invisible' state, at least…

With Shidaila·Buruimeier's pilot vision, she could see afar that OriginalBody with flowing golden hair and full black armor, namely An Na Jin, standing not far behind Wokan, gazing at the alien army on the other side like a tsunami.

Due to the angle, Shidaila·Buruimeier couldn't see An Na Jin's full appearance, but from his profile she guessed he must be a rarely seen peerless gentleman, merely…

An Na Jin's armor had a half black cape attached at the back, his right hand held a gleaming silver 'sword hilt', while his left hand slowly lifted, giving her a feeling of being fully immersed in chuunibyo.

But the moment his left hand leveled out and his fingers spread.

Boom~——!!

A vague spatial distortion occurred, centered on An Na Jin, like a shockwave from an explosion sweeping westward.

All aliens within its range were hit with a 'pause button', unable to move; even the tank-class aliens affected by Yifulleini halted their self-destruct sequence.

A 'Hum~——!' sound.

A dazzling red high-energy beam about 1.6 to 1.7 meters long instantly extended from that silver sword hilt, its edges flickering with unstable shreds.

Immediately after, An Na Jin clenched his left fist, held it before his chest, slowly swung his right hand back, his whole body assuming a bow stance, then……

Whoosh!! resounded through the air.

Sizzle!

Pfft!

An Na Jin shot forward, more agile than his brother Wokan, with the red light blade turning into a red stream, dismembering and chopping up all the aliens ravaging Central Park.

Within half a minute.

Shidaila·Buruimeier witnessed the alien surge that had originally forced the base possessing heavy vehicles and mechs to retreat, transforming from initially wanton rampage to now a river of blood, chunks of flesh, and debris.

「JesusKristus，rdessasoldaterskickadeavGud（Jesus Christ, are these warriors sent by God？）？！」

Having fully recovered, Shidaila·Buruimeier, confirming she had not ascended to heaven after death, stared in disbelief with her hands clasped over her head, her body leaning back against the hatch of the mech.

There was joy at surviving the ordeal.

But more than that, after her faith was confirmed, she felt a mix of excitement and fear.

Besides the 'God' she prayed to and revered, who else could have the capability, in a war where humanity has been stuck for over twenty years, on the verge of racial extinction, to dispatch such an elite force?

After all, what she saw far exceeded her knowledge, and with her native country's total population and proportion of believers over 75%, she was one of them.

But the moment this thought arose in her mind, Shidaila·Buruimeier saw the bright sky suddenly darken.

？

She looked up.

！

Shidaila·Buruimeier discovered that An Na Jin, who should have been far away, had at some point flashed outside the mech's cockpit, looking down at her from above.

Now she finally got a clear look at An Na Jin's appearance.

On her youthful face, undisguised irritation surfaced, and she used Spiritual Energy to speak, correcting: 'Miss, we are not some damned God's warriors; we are warriors of the Human Empire, and I, moreover, am a child of the Human Emperor!'

——

…

Evening.

Temperature plummeted, the cold wind bitter.

Looking down from above, orange-red sunset rays showered down, casting on half the buildings reduced to ruins, the streets and districts in a dilapidated city.

Smoke billowed everywhere, yet inside the city, aside from the faint broadcasts of 'All citizens please stay in the resettlement area', 'Please do not move about randomly', and 'This city will soon implement a total curfew', it was strangely quiet.

As for the source of the smoke, it was a group of firefighters, either tireless or pushing through fatigue, similarly equipped with mechanical exoskeletons and heavy firefighting gear, engaged in extinguishing burning buildings and vehicles.

Moreover, there were thousands, even tens of thousands, of special-type sentinels assisting these local firefighters in controlling the fire.

Meanwhile, the city center, where the military's defense line had completely collapsed, now also had a forward base constructed by Makulage's Engineering Department, surpassing the technology of this era.

Transport planes and transport ships continuously rushed from the mountainside Space Gate, delivering large amounts of supplies, weapons, equipment, and various technical personnel to this forward base.

It seems that Magnus, Lord of Tutmos, has already helped his brother Robert expand the Space Gate as much as possible, so that the 1st and 2nd battalions of the Extreme Legion can deploy troops to this world more quickly.

The city's situation has already been brought under control; conversely, the southwest direction remains 'in full swing'.

At times, attack aircraft with swept-wing structures would swoop low and fast over the city, employing unimaginable agility to perform rapid rolls and climbs within the atmosphere to evade the light-class anti-aircraft fire net, then launch various antimatter and plasma bombs at the ground.

It's not that the attack aircraft's energy shield is inadequate; rather, the pilot simply wants to show off his skills.

Boom——! Boom——!

Flames shot up to the sky.

The shock and blast wave of the explosion were clearly felt even within the city.

And several vessels about fifty meters long and roughly thirty meters wide, equipped with large‑caliber explosive arrows, a Gauss rotary cannon, and four rows of missile launch tubes—the Vulture airship gunboat—directly deployed an energy shield and rolled forward, crushing everything toward the southwest.

Perhaps because the pilot is an Extreme Warrior, the Vulture showed no hesitation in meeting the light fire, pouring ammunition and missiles at the alien surge, providing strong artillery support for the ground forces.

The battle appeared intense.

But the ground forces were all centenarian veterans of the Astate from the 1st and 2nd battalions of the Extreme Legion, nearly thirty thousand auxiliaries, plus numerous armored vehicles such as siege tanks equipped with parallel 240 mm plasma cannons and bio‑mechs with "wet interior, metallic exterior," among others.

Consequently, the alien species that had previously been a "free‑for‑all" for this world's military could no longer advance as before when faced with the combined forces of the 1st and 2nd battalions.

Moreover, the two OriginalBody units stationed on the southwestern front were themselves a "free‑for‑all" to the aliens.

Especially An Na Jin, whose mind was still in a juvenile stage, voluntarily deactivated the Spiritual Energy shield, single‑handedly withstanding all attacks, and only after a certain point chose to unleash a Spiritual Shock powerful enough to match a tactical nuclear blast.

Since the exact scale of the alien threat remains unclear, the Extreme Warrior does not rule it out, but the current situation is fully under control; the aliens can no longer threaten the city or the forest where the Space Gate stands.

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…

Local time, 19:44.

The city's central park.

Inside an office building of the forward base.

Here, on both sides of the corridor are interrogation and observation rooms sealed by metal gates.

There are also many officers who have shed their Mechanical exoskeletons but have not yet received formal uniforms, still wearing gray urban camouflage.

They sit on benches along the corridor, waiting to be questioned by Intelligence officer Ma Kula Ge, so that the Extreme Legion and the primary universe can gain a clearer understanding of Earth's past and the cause of the human‑alien war.

Among those waiting is someone like Shi Daila·Bu Ruimeier, who at a glance is clearly a foreign army lieutenant.

However, by now the interrogation room already contains a group of regiment‑level officers being questioned, including the one who previously broadcast the latest orders on the Third Field Army's public channel and who is also the commander‑in‑chief of the Third Field Army.

A security‑level room, the highest‑grade interrogation chamber in the building.

An elderly man with completely white side hair sits on a metal chair facing a one‑way window, dressed in a gray training uniform, with a tactical waist belt and a gun sling.

But his firearms and most offensive gear have been removed, leaving only a few personal items and some handheld electronics resembling soldier‑computers and mobile phones.

Moreover, the elderly man's face and physique still appear robust; at most fifty or sixty years old, which, when converted to the primary universe, would be considered a "young adult" or just entering prime age.

In other words, his completely white side hair likely ties to the human‑alien war, and his solemn expression seems to confirm that.

As for this middle‑aged man's identity…

The insignia on both sides of his collar shows golden wheat ears plus a red five‑pointed star; the rank corresponds to a general, so his identity becomes evident—

Major General Gao Tiankuo of the Third Field Army.

They waited a moment.

Swoosh—!

The metal gate opened, shattering the previous quiet.

Gao Tiankuo looked to his left and saw Yi Fu Lei Ni, now in a black uniform with an inverted "Ω" collar insignia, holding a chip‑like holographic file, smiling as she walked slowly into the interrogation room.

The gate closed.

He sat opposite her.

Yi Fu Lei Ni placed the holographic file on the metal table, looked at the furrowed‑browed, puzzled Gao Tiankuo, and spoke first:

"Major General Gao Tiankuo, I am Yi Fu Lei Ni, one of the Extreme Legion's diplomats; it is my honor to meet you."

"Hmm…" Gao Tiankuo nodded with his brow still knit, seeming unsure how to respond.

After all, a "person" looking like an elf sitting before you, introducing herself in flawless Mandarin, is quite odd.

"General Gao, I understand your confusion," Yi Fu Lei Ni opened the holographic file and began playing an introduction to the primary universe and the Human Empire for Gao Tiankuo.

"You have all encountered alien lifeforms, and your technology has reached the level of short‑range interstellar migration; you must understand the concept of parallel universes, and we are a human faction from another universe,"

As she spoke, Yi Fu Lei Ni pushed the holographic file forward with her left hand.

"Humans?"

Gao Tiankuo clearly doubted the previous statement, but he straightened the holographic file on the metal table and skimmed it quickly.

Yi Fu Lei Ni, sensing his emotion, explained, "That's right, I am also a human, having joined human society from the heart because humanity saved my race."

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After a brief review, Gao Tiankuo's brows finally relaxed a little.

Even though he ordered that the Human Empire be treated as an ally, Gao Tiankuo still could not fully trust the so‑called Space Gate, parallel universes, the Human Empire, or Astate, let alone a "elf" before him who spoke Mandarin fluently.

But the Human Empire's assistance in repelling the aliens and protecting the city and civilians is a fact, so Gao Tiankuo's defensive stance softened, and he asked back:

"You summoned me here to learn about the aliens and Earth's past, right?"

"Yes," Yi Fu Lei Ni replied without denial, "Your network is already crippled; to learn the details, the best route is still through you."

"Fine, that's not really a military secret."

Gao Tiankuo answered gladly.

According to the major general, Earth time in Universe 109 is November 6, 2072.

The modern twentieth century in this universe is not far from that of the primary universe; both experienced the First and Second World Wars, and technology surged due to human warfare.

The global landscape is also broadly similar, divided into Eastern and Western blocs, even the concept of "Star Wars" is quite alike.

However, the Eastern and Western camps truly raced toward interstellar colonization, making the late twentieth century on Earth 109 technologically ahead of the primary universe's late twentieth century.

That arrangement persisted for over a hundred years until the two camps unexpectedly began joint research, and in 2046 launched a manned space mission, causing a 180° shift.

The mission's goal was the first crewed landing on Mars.

It was this joint research that made humanity realize Mars was not the barren, satellite‑photographed or rover‑explored wasteland it seemed, but actually teeming with life…

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(End of chapter)