Legacy of the Void Fleet

Dark Soul was in so much pain that he couldn’t even properly hear White Kalen, but he caught his last few words.

And quickly, forcefully, he suppressed his injuries and pain.

"Unlock limitation... Activate the ultimate mode." He grunted out those few words.

[Initiated Ultimate Mode]

A voice rang across the Dark Demons, and immediately afterward—

Rumble! Rumble! The whole mech began to rumble.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The ambient mana around the space began to surge toward Dark Demon. Its crippled right arm began to reattach and regenerate. So did the chest plate area, and even the energy sword.

At the same time, Dark Demon’s frame went through significant changes of its own. Its body grew and became bulkier, while its aura surged a level higher compared to before, firmly stepping into the Quasi-Integration Realm.

Meanwhile, Ritika watched all these changes happening to her almost-dead opponent with curiosity.

"Ohh, so this mech possessed an elemental core, huh?"

The Imperial Commander was indeed right. Things we possessed might seem supreme here, but far away, this was something that could be found as commonly as cabbages. Indeed, if an insect like this person could have one, then whatever it was, it was useless anyway.

The whispered thoughtfully and vanished from her place immediately.

"Not good!" White Kalen barked nervously.

"I-I can’t find her anywhere this time around. Impossible!" He hesitantly said it again.

Suddenly, a small pocket opened in space, and through the violet-purple sword came out, directly striking Dark Demon from behind.

"W-Watch out, Dark Soul!" White Kalen urged.

Too late. BANG!

The attack struck and sent Dark Demon flying.

In mid-flight, the sword appeared again and attacked Dark Demon here and there, throwing it around through space like some ball.

Dark Soul, who seemed calm, was actually anything but. If one looked closely, they would see that his eyes were eerily red, veins were popping across his body, and cracks had begun to appear from which blood was slowly seeping.

"Damn you, human bitch! Fight me head-on if you can!" he roared.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, directly in front of Dark Demon— Dark Knight appeared.

"You want to fight me face-to-face, huh? Here I am." A lazy voice appeared, followed by an attack.

"W-Wait!" Dark Soul was caught off guard, and just as he spoke, the sword landed on his newly restored shield.

BANG! Whoosh! It was destroyed in a single attack, and he was sent flying again.

[Excessive damage registered to shields.]

[Shield has been taken down.]

[Pilot instability at 49 percent.]

[Warning: Pilot’s physical condition worsening.]

[Warning: Shutdown of Ultimate Mode advised.]

Inside the slightly damaged cockpit of Dark Demon, alarms were ringing frantically, with a list of damages pouring in constantly, along with warnings about his worsening physical condition and mental state.

"Even this state has now failed..." Dark Soul muttered in a flustered manner.

There was no sign of the pride and arrogance he had earlier when he talked with Republican President Vance. It was completely gone.

Even White Kalen had become silent, his face completely filled with terror. The fear of death was palpable in both of their eyes.

"And that’s all it took for me to cripple you again, insect." A cold voice rang through space as Ritika, taking her Dark Knight, smoothly drifted toward the damaged Dark Demon.

"W-Wait!" Dark Soul’s scream rang through the speaker, his voice cracked and broken as he wailed.

He frantically scrambled and deactivated Ultimate Mode. The pain was becoming unbearable.

And with tears running down his blood-stained face, he begged.

"D-Do not kill me! Please! S-Spare my life!"

"I-I have another identity besides being the Grand Marshal of the Republican Fleet. I-I have a soul within me that came from beyond our galaxy, from the wider universe! A-And he has a wealth of knowledge and information beyond your dreams!"

"I-I can offer all of that to you!"

White Kalen frantically said this after just awakening and shattering the seal on himself. His will to live was even stronger than Dark Soul’s, and for that, he was willing to do anything.

Beg, if he had to. He wanted to live. He had to live. And for that he would do anything.

"I-I can be your dog! A dog! Loyal and forever at your service! I-I will kneel before you and the Human Empire! Just give me an order!"

"If you tell me to go west, I-I’ll definitely not go east! Just let me live!" He pleaded, not caring about his image or his dignity at all.

And that disgusted Ritika far too much.

"Disgusting," she said. "Do you think your words amount to anything to me? Do you think whining in front of me will help you? Do you even deserve to serve me? Do you even deserve to serve my Empire? Do you even have the qualifications to be a dog of the Human Race?"

She added coldly, pouring a heap of cold water over the hopes of White Kalen and Dark Soul.

They all thought for a moment.

Umm... does becoming someone’s dog need qualifications?

[PS: Of course it does. One, dogs are very loyal to their owners. Two, they don’t suddenly become loyal when they are at the edge of death like you. And three, you are detestable. So yeah, sorry, no can do.]

"No, no! Listen! Listen to me!"

"One, I can tell you about the Seven Super States and their backers and their power scale! This should be of interest to you!" White Kalen immediately urged.

That it does, Ritika thought inside her mind.

But she quickly shook her head.

It might not be that important to them anyway, and this person’s information can’t be trusted.

Thinking of that, her expression remained entirely devoid of pity or interest and became even more disgusted.

"So noisy..." she murmured softly.

And swiftly, she plunged the Dark Knight’s sword downward toward Dark Demon.

Dark Soul quickly took control of the body and raised the energy sword upward.

"AGHHHHHHHH!"

He poured every bit of energy in his body into defending himself.

White Kalen did the same.

BOOOOOOOOM!

The Dark Knight’s attack made contact, and a violent shockwave was produced as a result, spreading across the battlefield.

Within the center of impact, Dark Demon struggled to withstand the sword attack of the Dark Knight.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

The energy sword began to flicker as it was pressed against the Sword of the Void!

[Energy Sword integrity critical.]

[Right arm integrity critical.]

[Power output dropping.]

Hearing the prompts and the cracking noise, Dark Soul’s face became filled with panic.

"No, no, no, no!"

He desperately tried to pull himself away.

SHATTER! SHATTER!

But before he could, the energy sword shattered into fragments.

There was now nothing stopping the Sword of the Void from landing on him.

It flared toward Dark Demon, and Dark Soul could only watch as this death sword moved toward him, knowing that he couldn’t avoid it.

SWISH!

The Sword of the Void slashed through the weakened Dark Demon.

The cockpit was cut in half, and so was Dark Soul, whose body even turned into a puddle of blood.

But as a being of the Genesis Law Realm, he still possessed a tiny bit of will, and his last words escaped his mouth.

"No—"

Before he could say anything more, his and White Kalen’s vision went black as the void energy produced by the Sword of the Void tore through their near-immortal souls, erasing them completely.

After the field cleared, the Dark Knight’s sword had slashed through Dark Demon from top to bottom in one clean swipe, slicing through it completely.

Finishing this big fish, Ritika didn’t stop there. She looked beyond and saw multiple warships around her, and her eyes narrowed.

"It’s time I deal with you all. You have been annoying me for quite a while now."

With this, the Dark Knight moved again, disappearing from its position and launching one attack after another at the Republican warships.

With one attack, one Republican ship’s shield exploded.

With another attack, she destroyed the ship completely.

And only after she quickly took down dozens of warships did the Republicans realize that their Grand Marshal had fallen—and that he was dead.

For the Republican Armada, this was like a nail in the coffin. It was the last devastating blow to their already crumbling formation and hope.

Now, with the death of Dark Soul/Kalen, their lingering hope of turning the tide was shattered completely.

And even High Admiral Barrack was now in a coma.

They effectively didn’t even have a commander capable of taking command.

The Lance of the Void Fleet as a whole took this opportunity and began to grind the Republicans crazily from both the port quarter and starboard quarter.

Both the 1st Fleet and 2nd Fleet, which were already methodically dismantling the Republican Armada, began to unleash even more devastating attacks head-on.

The Nova Cannons of the two Super Destroyers fired one after another, with each firing cycle lasting roughly one and a half minutes.