Chapter 7464  Boxed In

Anticipation among the human soldiers jumped considerably when the two ace mechs finally began to take action.

The First Sword Mark III possessed an unbeatable record while the Riot Mark III brandished a powerful tier 3 Destroyer spear.

Though both of them possessed a lot of similarities, they possessed entirely different appearances and conveyed significantly different impressions.

The First Sword Mark III's uncoated surface gleamed with the light of hard superdimensional alloys. The new SEVA System relied on high-frequency vibrations to better withstand incoming attacks, so her exterior looked a little fuzzier than normal when active.

Her Saint Kingdom radiated an invisible sense of sharpness. It seemed that any action taken by the ace swordsman mech possessed the potential to cut much deeper than normal!

What truly attracted everyone's attention was not the luxuriously expensive mech frame or the impressively large and impossibly sharp greatsword, but the 33 sword fey followed from behind!

The Prime Sword Fey and the 32 lesser sword fey assumed a formation that took on the shape of wings.

This made the First Sword Mark III appear more transcendent and imposing.

The appearance of this notoriously lethal superdimensional mech elicited a strong reaction from the opposing lesser phase lords.

Their charging speed faltered as multiple enemy leaders recognized one of the few superdimensional ace mechs employed by red humanity.

The First Sword Mark III had already reaped the lives of over a dozen native gods in the months she became active!

Whether by cutting off their heads with her impossibly sharp Decapitator or skewering them with dozens of superdimensional sword fey, the ace swordsman mech had established a reputation for letting not a single lesser phase lord leave her vicinity alive!

As for the Riot Mark III, the machine had earned much less infamy due to accompanying Ves on his trip to the Rubarthan Pact, but her superdimensional archemetal plating along with her nefarious and unstable aura indicated that she was probably just as difficult to deal with if not more.

Even though the two high-end machines should technically be categorized as junior ace mechs, their superdimensional construction alone defied this simple categorization.

Lesser phase lords did not necessarily fear a fight against junior ace mechs, especially when they had numbers on their side, but the alien leaders were not stupid.

Even if not all of them were well-informed, they at least knew that their attacks had very little chance of penetrating through the materials they believed to be derived from the bones of the Elder Gods.

This made it all the more suspicious that the lesser phase lords refused to abort their attack run.

Though their confidence had obviously dipped, they reluctantly resumed their flight and pushed forward in an inevitable confrontation between themselves and two superdimensional ace mechs.

"Are they ignorant or suicidal?" Isobel questioned as she watched the situation unfold from the bridge of the Tarrasque.

"Both and neither." Ves responded. "They are ignorant because they cannot possibly know everything our Larkinson ace mechs are capable of. They are suicidal because the combination of the Amaranto Mark III, the First Sword Mark III and the Riot Mark III can make short work of them regardless of what they can do. The fact that they are still moving forward is because there is a greater purpose behind their actions."

"They are sacrificing themselves." The idle female ace pilot speculated. "Are they trying to act as decoys?"

Ves shrugged. "Maybe. Possibly. It makes sense. They only need to keep the three aforementioned ace mechs occupied to allow another plan to come to fruition."

"You do not sound particularly concerned."

"If I can make this prediction, so can the Saint Commander. Nothing can escape her awareness."

Seconds passed as the distance closed at an astonishing rate. The First Sword Mark III possessed greater mobility than the Riot Mark III, especially when the former powered up her Electro-Reactant Flight System.

Electric wings adorned the metallic mech, causing her to resemble an angel of steel.

This sword-wielding machine charged straight towards the lesser orven phase lord that had previously shown unusual evasion capabilities, accelerating at such a high rate that it would seem that a collision was inevitable!

Yet moments before the Decapitator could slice through the orven phase lord's defenses, the native god blinked away!

"TCH." Saint Dise made a sound of frustration when her charge accomplished nothing.

Even though her ace mech had already activated her high-end space suppression module, the living mech apparently needed to get a lot closer in order to make it unviable for the phase lord to teleport away.

"The Red Cabal most definitely upgraded the phasewater organ capable of enabling short-distance instant teleportation." Ves spoke into a communication channel. "The distance at the time of that last blink should have produced enough of a space suppression effect to block the displacement of a typical lesser phase lord. The fact that he was able to do so in the face of this difficulty suggests a recent but substantial upgrade. Expect this fellow to be particularly elusive."

That did not sound good.

Saint Dise wasted a lot of time in vain just now. It took a lot of power and effort for her First Sword Mark III to change course and redirect her considerable momentum.

Despite achieving very little results so far, she did not become discouraged.

The Amaranto Mark III and the Riot Mark III managed to achieve much more substantial results. The former kept chipping away at the defenses of the more vulnerable phase lords while the latter decisively finished them off with her destructive spear thrusts!

With each and every strike, the ace spearman mech easily outmaneuvered the slower and clumsier phase lords and inflicted significant internal damage to their true bodies.

In contrast, every phase lord that confronted the Riot Mark III directly lost a lot of coordination and fluency. They flew as if they had become drunk all of a sudden. Even if they managed to land a hit, the superdimensional ace mech only accrued the tiniest of surface scratches.

For once, Saint Orfan no longer fought against overwhelmingly powerful opponents!

Though she found very little challenge in bullying these 'ordinary' lesser phase lords, a part of her relished the opportunity to crush her foes by relying on superior tech and materials.

Much of the confidence that she had lost in previous battles slowly began to return. Her Saint Kingdom grew more active and volatile as this happened.

This caused the Destroyer spear-wielding machine to evoke even more fear among the enemy phase lords!

They did not even pretend to make any attempts at defeating the superdimensional mechs. They had already split up some time ago and attempted to charge straight towards the Tortuous Scream with the hopes that at least one of them could make it all the way through!

This sacrificial play strengthened the suspicion that the native aliens must have come up with a devious plot, but the details remained unclear for the time being.

Whatever the case, splitting up did not avail them much. The Riot Mark III might not be the fastest machine within the combined fleet, but it was still capable of hunting the easy prey down one by one.

The Amaranto Mark III in the meantime focused her firepower on the most distant and isolated targets.

So long as the lesser phase lords did not possess the strange new blinking tech, they were practically sitting ducks against the most accurate and powerful marksman employed by the Larkinson Clan.

Energy beam after energy beam precisely struck, crippled or outright killed the native gods that used to enjoy the worship of millions if not billions of alien citizens!

However, despite all of the slaughter, three lesser phase lords managed to escape this ignoble fate.

They all possessed the same advanced blinking technology that allowed them to escape every lethal attack, no matter whether it came from afar or up close!

The Tortuous Scream appeared tantalizingly close to the surviving lesser phase lords. The three enemy champions that remained only needed to survive a stretch further before they could lay their hands on the large but unwieldy battleship!

However, the Larkinsons did not intend to let that happen.

"YOUR LUCK ENDS HERE."

The Larkinson ace mechs still had multiple powerful trump cards at their disposal, but they already dismissed most of them for being excessive.

They all wanted to solve the problem with the least amount of cost.

The three ace pilots only exchanged a few words before they settled on a new battle plan. They did not need to speak at length because they already fought alongside each other for many years. Their tacit understanding had already reached a considerable height.

When the First Sword Mark III charged at the same orven phase lord that had escaped her reach multiple times, she no longer acted as a single unit.

Instead, her 33 sword fey unfolded from her rear and began to spread forward and outward in an expanding cone!

The ace swordsman mech deliberately controlled her speed to allow her sharp spurs to fly in position ahead of time.

It did not take much guessing for the orven phase lord to predict that the sword fey sought to box him into a cage of superdimensional blades!

Yet even if the enemy was able to discern Saint Dise's intentions, he did not attempt to escape this formative trap.

This caused multiple Larkinsons to smirk.

"I knew it." Ves grinned as he witnessed how a simple sword formation put the orven phase lord into checkmate. "That blink ability could not possibly be cheap or easy to activate. Pulling it off once is exhausting to his true body as well as the relevant phasewater organs."

The orven phase lord could blink away in advance, but what would be the point? It would only weaken him further while at least a couple of hull-grade superdimensional sword fey pierced through his energy defenses and poked holes directly through his raiment!

Even if the sword fey were not made of the highest grade of superdimensional alloys, they were still more than lethal enough against non-superdimensional defenses!

The alien bravely chose to make his stand. He held his thick alloy shield with one arm and drew out a serrated sword with another arm. The armored native god clanged the side of his blade against his shield, issuing a silent challenge against the incoming steel angel.

Though Saint Dise respected the orven phase lord's martial attitude, that did not mean she was willing to take her time to savor the duel.

Twelve of her sword fey abruptly left their positions and swiftly converged on a central target!

The orven phase lord noticed what was happening and finally blinked away with great effort!

He appeared a few kilometers away, which may have been good enough to evade a singular powerful attack, but only delayed the inevitable in this case!

The ace swordsman mech made no further move. The living mech simply stood by as all of her sword fey converged upon the repositioned enemy with a vengeance!

It only took a few seconds before the first superdimensional fey pierced right through the enhanced azure energy shield and spatial barrier as if they were made of paper.

The thick alloy plating that protected the enemy's true body offered very little effective resistance.

The blades sunk all the way in until nothing but their 'hilts' remained visible.

Though the handful of blades inflicted severe but not fatal damage, the same could not be said for the remaining 30 or so sword fey!

Their greater distance meant that they only took a little more time before they turned the orven phase lord into a giant pin cushion!

At this stage, no amount of upgraded phasewater organs or newly developed equipment could preserve his life!

Although the dozens of sword stabs looked devastating, Saint Dise deliberately made sure to keep the carcass reasonably intact.

"Good job, Dise." Ves complimented the ace pilot. "Multiple parties have expressed a great amount of interest in the latest developments of the major alien races. We need to study the new blinking tech in detail so that we can figure out how to counter it more effectively in the future."

Saint Dise issued a wordless grunt in reply. She had already dismissed her current opponent and set her sights on the other notable enemy champions.

Her Decapitator still hungered for the blood of alien gods.