Chapter 333: Terran: Why Are You Shaking? (Part 1)
The Beastmen warships now sport angular gun turrets instead of bizarre shapes, firing solid Cannonballs at the endless swarm of bio‑ships around them.
These Cannonballs, with penetration no weaker than a Light Spear, shatter the chitinous shells of one bio‑ship after another.
It's unclear how long the battle lasted, perhaps even during Aolake's short journey toward the Sanctuary Star.
In the void drifts a sea of chitin as vast as an ocean, composed of the wreckage of those shattered bio‑ships.
At this moment on Aolake's Bridge.
Xisi lifts his head slightly to gaze out the port window at the boundless sea of bio‑ships, while Aolake's assorted firepower of all sizes is fully unleashed against every bio‑ship.
The Gauss Light Spear is flailed into a Light Whip, and the Macro Cannon array fires continuously like a machine gun.
Adding to this the Empire warship towering up to eight thousand, cooperating with the barely‑holding Sanctuary Star Beastmen fleet, the number of bio‑ships in the void finally stops increasing and begins to dwindle.
"Do not use the Gauss Light Spear solely to annihilate living forces; try to break down as many floating chitin fragments in the void as possible."
Watching the Sanctuary Star draw nearer and the chitin debris become denser as they approach the gravity belt, Xisi adds another command.
Hearing this, the crew below need not act; the Gauss Light Spear instantly changes direction, sweeping the surrounding chitin sea.
Then, under the sudden frenzy of the Terran bio‑ship sea far away, the endless chitin shells are reduced to useless atomic particles.
For the Terran, the dismemberment of an individual does not strictly count as a loss.
Only when the pulverized biomass disappears completely is it a true loss!
Now Xisi commands Aolake to turn this chitin sea into ash.
"Also, open all the hangar shields on Aolake; many… Beastmen will soon arrive on Aolake."
The black‑gold skull faithfully executes Xisi's orders; the highly automated, even intelligent warship raises its deck almost as soon as Xisi finishes speaking.
Guard ships and even cruisers swarm in immediately, accompanied by more and denser carrier‑borne aircraft, keeping Aolake firmly protected in the center.
At the same time, farther away, the Beastmen warship fleet splits off some massive vessels roughly equivalent to Empire battleships.
These warships spew fire across the sky while slowly closing in on Xisi.
Soon, as these Beastmen giant warships reach a certain distance, a flash of light accompanies a dense cascade of teleportation lights appearing on Aolake's Bridge.
Green‑Skin always has shamans responsible for spirit energy; how could the more perfect Beastmen lack them?
As Fuergan, Laishande and others look on, they are drawn back by this teleportation light, completely unlike the Empire's spirit‑users.
The figures emerging in the light are not the stereotypical hulking Green‑Skin shamans with random totems painted on their faces and clutching tattered staffs.
Instead, a dozen tall, well‑coordinated Beastmen shamans in steel‑blue robes, with square faces, wield refined‑iron divine staffs and bring nearly a hundred Beastmen onto the Bridge.
In the instant they appear, before anyone can take a good look, Fuergan and Laishande widen their eyes and immediately bow to Xisi!
"Father!"
These high‑ranking Beastmen forgo the usual "boss" address for newborn Beastmen and call Xisi "Father" outright.
Such a title is almost never used in ordinary Green‑Skin tribes, yet the senior Beastmen utter it without hesitation.
Yet, compared with that title, the truly jaw‑dropping thing for the other humans from Terra on the Bridge is something else.
The senior Beastmen appearing on the Bridge bear no trace of Green‑Skin at all; they stride boldly toward the Ancient Beastmen.
After all, anyone who sees a group of Beastmen clad in Power Armor, averaging over four meters tall and equipped with high‑tech gear, can only think of them as Ancient Beastmen.
At this moment, even Xisi can't help but closely examine the Beastmen squad before him.
Their sleek steel‑blue Power Armor fits tightly, with the gauntlets even fully enclosing the palms.
Weapons are mounted on both sides of the wrists—some powered axes, others flame cannons.
The helmets can completely enclose a Beastman's head, sealing it entirely.
Added to that are various attached scanning and detection devices, making it hard for even Fuergan to instantly distinguish these Beastmen from Ancient Beastmen.
If one had to point out a difference, it's that these Beastmen are much smaller in size than the true Ancient Beastmen.
Yet the Empire has encountered only one genuine Ancient Beastman in all its history.
This weakened version of "Ancient Beastmen," however, can now be deployed in numbers of hundreds at a time.
Moreover, they are a mix of heavily‑armed warriors and senior shamans, both near and far.
Such a force would truly challenge any Ancient Beastman; Fuergan has no doubt they can crush the opposition.
Of course, even if these weakened Ancient Beastmen fail to overwhelm, it doesn't matter, because as they lift their fully sealed visors and bow respectfully to Xisi, shouting "Father," a massive, genuine Ancient Beastman pushes his way through the crowd behind them with a deep rumble.
This Ancient Beastman has lost an arm and, unlike the others wearing helmets, he removes his own helmet to fully reveal his face.
His visage not only bears a far more dignified, smooth appearance than the other Beastmen, but also bears a permanently etched pattern on his skin: "Xisi"!
By Beastmen naming conventions, this Ancient Beastman is called One‑Arm.
Yet when One‑Arm stands before Xisi, looking up at the not‑much‑taller Xisi, he still kneels respectfully, bowing his head and prostrating himself fully.
But when the one‑armed man came before Xisi, seeing that Xisi was not even taller than himself, the one‑armed man still respectfully knelt, bowed his head, and prostrated himself before Xisi.
One‑Arm is the very Sith Kid that Ustali was cast out by Xisi years ago.
No one expected that after all these years, that nameless Sith Kid would grow into a Beastman legend rivaling the Bone‑Breaker.
I never imagined that after all these years, the Xisi Kid who back then didn't even have a name has now actually become a beastfolk legendary leader no less than the Bone Crusher.
Even though Xisi, Fuergan and the others have not yet learned the full details of One‑Arm's exploits, merely seeing his ten‑meter‑tall frame and his body covered in Beastmen high‑tech gear is enough.
Growing to that size alone proves his terrifying power.
Looking at his eldest Beastman son, Xisi lifts his head, pats One‑Arm's shoulder, and then, under the gaze of those around him, points toward the restless Terran bio‑ship sea outside the port window.
"From now on, I hold command of all Beastmen. I'll lead you into battle, and then…"
"After this fight, see how much you can evolve!"
Let's see how much you can evolve after this battle!
End of Chapter
