Chapter 139 Chapter 139: Breakout!
Chapter 139: Breakout!
If even this is considered low output power, you guys are definitely aiming to save the world, right?
Closure couldn't even imagine what the original intended target for this thing when it was created was supposed to be.
A Catastrophe? Or one of those elusive, mythical beasts?
"No need to concern yourselves. Since the Pioneer bestowed these upon you, it means he does not care about the impact these items might cause."
Although this Kevin is not that Kevin, from "Sakura's" perspective—oh no, from [Adam]'s perspective—there is absolutely no fundamental difference between the two.
This is the will of the Lord.
That alone is sufficient.
"Rather than that, perhaps you should worry about some other things."
Sakura raised her eyes, her gaze sharp as a blade sweeping across the surroundings. [Adam]'s will had already detected a completely different aura hidden within the safe house.
To be more precise, that aura had been sensed from the very beginning.
"Other things?"
Beep beep beep—
The communicator suddenly rang, and the voice of an operator from another squad came through.
"Urgent mes...sage. The safe house in Lancandon District has been raided by Sarkaz forces. Currently..."
"The safe house in Sutley District is under attack!"
"Fayte District also..."
Almost simultaneously, the Self-Rescue Army's safe houses within Londinium were all raided at the same time. Their positions had been exposed; this was a premeditated encirclement.
"Doctor, I—"
Before Closure could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a deafening explosion.
Boom!
An Originium bomb blasted open the wall, large chunks of earth and stone fell, kicking up clouds of dust all over the floor.
The safe houses raided and surrounded by the Sarkaz weren't just the others; this highest-security-level safe house was no exception.
Swish! An ice blade was drawn.
Reacting swiftly, FrostNova tapped her toes against the ground and instantly appeared outside the billowing dust cloud.
Two Sarkaz warriors wielding long swords charged at the front. What awaited them, however, was not helpless wounded to be slaughtered, but a gleaming ice blade.
The blade tip swept past their necks, taking two fine heads with it. Blood splattered but couldn't stain FrostNova's clothes.
"Closure, Kal'tsit, you evacuate with the wounded. Outcast and Ace's squad are responsible for your safety."
"Horn and Logos will deal with the main force of the Sarkaz encirclement."
"Siege's squad, Ascalon, Amiya, FrostNova's squad—we'll handle containing the remaining Sarkaz pursuers. Scout's squad provides fire cover..."
The Doctor issued combat orders and various arrangements at the fastest speed possible, clearly and logically. Everyone quickly divided their tasks.
"Finally, we rendezvous at Brentwood."
The moment the battle began, Ascalon had already concealed her figure, disappearing to who knows where.
The confrontation between encirclement and counter-encirclement officially began!
"Miss FrostNova, perhaps you could try using this."
Although it is not the super-limited weapon that stirs blizzards itself, it has replicated a portion of its power. At the very least, it's stronger than a simple ice sword.
"Sakura" did not participate in the fight. She merely extended her hand. The Mitama-no-Tsurugi had been drawn at some point and now lay flat on her palm. The translucent blade reflected a dreamlike luster.
FrostNova nodded and unceremoniously took it. She had already handled this weapon back when fighting against the Lord of Blood.
As for how it feels now... very handy, indescribably handy. It's more than just a bit better than that finely forged longsword at her waist.
There's only one drawback: as a weapon, this tachi is simply too beautiful. On the battlefield, it easily becomes the enemy's focus.
But, who cares?
The moment she grasped Frozen Hell - Icebound Sky, the Honkai energy within the Stigmata on FrostNova's back began circulating at an unprecedented speed. The power forming "Originium Arts" in the air was being driven away and gathered in one place.
Understanding intuitively, she raised the tachi and swept it. A wind eye formed hollowly, and a terrifying blizzard carrying a cold wave instantly enveloped the entire block.
Countless Sarkaz warriors were swept up by the sudden storm. They either roared or wailed in agony but ultimately could only turn into dust-sealed ice sculptures amidst the endless frost.
Sinking, vanishing—this was precisely the sorrowful yet breathtaking scene within this heavy snow.
With FrostNova's powerful area control, everyone's pressure decreased drastically. Hardly any Sarkaz could pass through this blizzard defense line.
Even if occasionally a few stragglers managed to break through, exhausted as they were, facing Rhodes Island operators who were waiting rested and ready, they were like sheep entering a tiger's den. They couldn't even put up decent resistance before being wiped out.
"FrostNova, conserve your strength."
Seeing that the blizzard showed no signs of diminishing, the Doctor advised. She didn't intend for their strategic core of area control to lose combat effectiveness immediately.
"No, Doctor. I'm in good condition. Surprisingly good!"
Her eyes gleamed slightly. From beginning to end, the power source for this blizzard wasn't her, but the Stigmata behind her linked to Imaginary Space!
The only consumption was merely the load from controlling and guiding as a vessel. And now, even that duty had been taken over by Frozen Hell - Icebound Sky in her hand.
The surrounding operators looked at the increasingly fierce blizzard outside, which seemed on the verge of spreading to other blocks.
They couldn't help but glance at each other and mentally placed FrostNova on their "do not provoke" list.
With this perpetual motion machine-like display, they'd believe you if you said FrostNova was the reincarnation of the Witch King.
"FrostNova, reduce the blizzard scale. All squads, prepare for breakout."
After Kal'tsit and Closure had evacuated with their operators for some time, the Doctor silently estimated the distance they had covered and then issued the order.
...
Seeing the blizzard gradually weakening, the Sarkaz soldiers outside began to grow restless.
"General, it seems their Caster is almost at their limit."
A Sarkaz Chiliarch reported to Manfred with a pleased expression on his face.
It couldn't be helped; this blizzard had caused too much commotion for Manfred not to notice.
Two full chiliarchies had almost surrounded this place completely airtight.
Although not as disciplined and orderly as national armies—the Sarkaz didn't even have standardized weapons fully equipped; what they held now were hastily made in Londinium and hadn't been distributed army-wide—they made up for it with fierce momentum. The Sarkaz physique and skills far exceeded those of ordinary Terrans; at least in this aspect they could compensate somewhat for the gap.
"Wait a little longer."
Manfred closed his eyes. He still couldn't forget that Amiya girl who transformed and cut down the Lord of Blood on the spot.
Although afterwards the Lord crawled back out from some hidden blood pool in some corner like nothing happened.
But he absolutely refused to come here again after that.
Manfred didn't think his two chiliarchies could defeat the Lord of Blood, let alone that Amiya girl who chopped the Lord into icy pieces with chaotic sword strikes.
He could tell this blizzard before him was that person's doing. At least let them expend a bit more strength; then their chances of victory would be greater.
"General! They're coming out!"
A gap was torn open in the sky-blotting blizzard. Rhodes Island's members charged out from within!
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