The twenty-meter tall combat robot had a cold metallic sheen all over its body. Its body was covered in superalloy armor, and almost every part of its body was filled with terrifying killing weapons. There were missile launchers on its legs, auxiliary laser cannons on its right shoulder, missile arrays on its arm, and laser rifles that could be used as main cannons on tanks. There were also a few other slots that I didn't know if they were weapons or not. Together, they formed a mobile firepower bunker. It was obvious that these were extremely proficient in long-range firepower suppression. The external missile cannons might have affected the mecha's agility in battle, but its firepower that could instantly engulf an entire small army also meant that there was no need for this type of mecha to engage in close combat. More importantly, in the interstellar era where everyone had laser cannons, large combat robots were really not suitable for close combat.
From the looks of it, it seemed to be even more powerful than Gundam. Although the Schilling's people had long given up on individual units like mechas that were unable to adapt to large-scale fleet battles, and instead focused on researching individual fighter aircrafts and aerial combat Shiring Apostles, it was undeniable that for a "low-level civilization", these things were still quite eye-catching.
Visca stood in a daze right under the mecha that had just stepped in front of him. After tilting his little head ninety degrees, he strenuously looked at the sharp metal head of the opponent. It was as if he couldn't react for a moment. After a long time, he opened his mouth and let out a "Wah!".
On the spot, all of us who were over 1.2 meters tall shivered. In other words, we collectively sipped our chaff. Then, the majestic group of several hundred people uniformly retreated a few dozen meters.
"Hah!!"
Just as I expected, huge veins popped out on Visca's head. Then, he jumped up on the spot and like an agile monkey, he scurried up the body of the humanoid robot. In two seconds, he was standing on the shoulder of the robot.
"Boss!!" A pilot's panicked voice immediately came from the radio. "Boss! Something … Something just crashed into my mecha! "
"Don't be so suspicious! This is just an abandoned base! " Beck, who was also quite frightened by the supernatural incident, suddenly lectured his subordinates. "The Interstellar Ghost is something that those pirates made up because they killed too many people … Hey! Where are you pointing your laser cannon at? "
Beck pointed frantically at the abnormal mecha. Although the latter was standing still, the laser cannon on its shoulder had turned at an odd angle, now pointing at the centre of their defensive circle. Having a laser cannon pointed at the head by one of their own was naturally not something to be happy about, but just when everyone thought that the mecha pilot was going to suddenly turn on them, the rotating laser cannon continued to turn without stopping. Then, accompanied by a burst of dazzling sparks, the several metre long cannon barrel was strangely twisted in midair, smashing heavily to the ground.
"Waaaah!!! A ghost!!! "
Completely unable to understand the situation, the weapon on his shoulder had been twisted and broken by an external force. The mecha's pilot immediately cried out exaggeratedly.
"Something, something is on my back!" The unfortunate pilot's heart-wrenching cries echoed in the radio. The twenty meter tall robot was currently violently twisting its body, as though it was trying to shake off an invisible enemy. "It's on my back …"
Before he could finish his sentence, the jetpack on the back of the mecha, which could weigh up to a ton, was also forcibly torn off by a huge force amidst a violent burst of electric sparks. Then, it was flung twice in the air and thrown far away into space, exploding into a brilliant fireball.
Following that, the missile launcher, the shoulder plate, the communication device … no matter how much the pilot of the mecha twisted his body, an invisible 'demon' was still firmly attached to it. In a series of sparks, the entire mecha was gradually dismantled. The already darkened Visca was like an inconspicuous little bug lying on the twenty meter tall robot. However, with astonishing efficiency, he used his seemingly powerless little hands to tear off the steel armor piece by piece. At this time, the other members of the privateer group were already stunned by the strange scene. They were just a group of small characters who took the risk to make a fortune from war. Even if their guts were as high as the sky, they would only dare to intercept a mining ship, and they still had to be careful of whether the ship had an escort team or not. These few mecha were the treasures of the treasure. Just by looking at their clear and shiny bodies, one could tell how many actual battles they had participated in. A group of unorganized and undisciplined thieves, a few pilots who knew how to raise their guns, and a pair of brothers named Beckham who seemed to have come out to make a joke were completely at a loss in the face of the supernatural event before them. The engineering vehicles and engineering robots were of no help to the 'crazy' mecha, but they were completely unable to stop the war machine that was several times larger than themselves. The four mecha that were not 'possessed' were in a futile combat stance, trying to use a small grappling technique to pin down the strange mecha, but they did not know where to start. Meanwhile, the Beckham brothers and a group of infantry with guns were treading on the waves — you had to be careful of the mecha's big feet coming down and trampling you flat.
"I can't see it! I can't see it! "
The unlucky pilot who had gotten himself into trouble due to a single wrong move was still crying out in alarm. It turned out that after Visca had dismantled the opponent's weapon rack and external armour, he had climbed up onto the opponent's shoulder and kicked that angular metal head sideways. Instantly, the mech's head was separated from its torso, disappearing into the sea of stars. The little loli, who could probably exert up to a thousand tons of force in an instant, was no longer just angry. Instead, it was as if she had found an interesting toy, and was excitedly playing a new game of dismantling mechs with her bare hands. That 20-metre tall combat robot was wriggling about in the midst of the pilot's screams, its body parts falling off like rain.
A blue and white light suddenly flashed by. The pilot, who was already panicking to the extreme, actually nervously pulled the trigger of his laser rifle. This rash attack almost hit one of his own, but in the next second, the huge rifle in his hand broke into two. The cut was clean, and it glowed red. That was the work of Visca's hand chop. At this point, the unlucky mech's entire body was finally clean of weapons.
Realizing that he had been disarmed, the pilot, who could no longer see what was happening outside, finally broke down. With a sorrowful tone, he cried loudly in the radio. The moment he opened his mouth, it made my imagination think of authentic Tianjin, "It's over, it's over. Boss, I've been entangled by the Galactic Ghost. Everyone, run, it's going to come and bite the cockpit … Wuwuwu, I f * cking knew that I shouldn't have picked up such a big piece of meat this time …"
As he spoke, both of the mech's arms were twisted 360 degrees by an invisible force, and then thrown a thousand meters away.
"… Motherf * cker, such a huge base was wiped out in an instant, and not even a single corpse was left inside. What kind of grudge is this? I told you guys that this place is evil, but none of you listened … Sob sob sob, I have an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-year-old child. My father only found a wife in his thirties, and I only had a child in my forties. Motherf * cker, I ruined my life by picking up trash. Do you think it's easy for me to get into a B-level dungeon? I have to stuff cigarettes and alcohol for the examiners …"
I'm done for this time, Boss, when we go back, help me take care of that unlucky kid. Don't let him do anything stupid. I can do anything in this life, but please don't go (beep). If the Galactic Ghost can leave my body intact, help me pose for a photo in the cockpit. That kid always thinks that I've been saving the world since I was fourteen. When we go back, lie to him and say that his father died heroically in the war against the aliens. Also, tell Big Sis that I've always liked her. Our entire team looks at her photo to sleep at night … Sigh, forget it, let's not talk about it. I'm afraid that my husband will beat you to death with a rolling pin. I still have four brothers, and if Big Sis throws them into the black mines, they won't be able to come out for the rest of their lives … "
As soon as he said that, the four surrounding mechas stepped forward in unison. Each of them was filled with murderous intent. It seemed like they were waiting for the other party to say more, so they pulled out their guns and silenced him.
We were completely dumbfounded. How should I put this? The loli who dismantled the mecha with her bare hands was a joke. But what was even more ridiculous was the way the story unfolded. I didn't even know that there was a test to go (beep) — was I complaining in the wrong direction?
And … why did this privateer group, which I initially thought was a group of lawless terrorists, look so cute now?
"Are you done with your blabbering?!"
The burly man, Becker or Ham, finally couldn't stand the brainless behavior of his underling. He scolded Da Duh, who was lying on the ground with only the cockpit left. Then, he cautiously looked around. "That thing … Maybe it's gone?"
That's right, it had already left. The "ghost" who dismantled the Gundam was now hanging foolishly on my neck. After dismantling every single part of the huge robot until it was less than 1.2 meters tall, and even the cockpit was pulled out and placed horizontally on the ground, Visca finally recovered from her dark state. It was fortunate that she still remembered the rule of not killing people. At first, I thought that she was going to flatten the cockpit of that unlucky fellow into a pancake.
"Huh? Everything's fine now? "
The dismembered pilot (beep) Gundam muttered in disbelief. Then, the cockpit that was lying horizontally on the ground suddenly shook. As the power cable had been torn to shreds by Visca, he spent a lot of effort to push open the cockpit cover. Then, a pilot wearing a tight combat suit crawled out unsteadily. The vibration was quite strong, right? "Listen, there are definitely Galactic Ghosts here.
"Listen, there are definitely Galactic Ghosts in this place. You have to believe it." Ham's voice sounded a little shaky. He held a pistol in his hand and looked like he was on high alert. "Let's go back to the spaceship slowly. Don't move too fast. Keep facing the center of the base and go back to the loading dock. Don't use the engineering vehicles. I heard from Crazy 'Ole that the Galactic Ghosts in this kind of abandoned space base are all soldiers who died in battle. They hate invaders very much, but if we go back, they won't be angry … Mechs go last! You have already been targeted by the Galactic Ghost. The first to retreat now will divert its attention to us! "
"Sis, these people are so funny." I watched the comedy performance from a hundred meters away. There was only a burst of joy in my heart. I didn't have a good impression of these privateers who dug up graves, but the group in front of me was obviously not the vicious kind. In fact, in this sinister and crazy universe, such a group of people could even be called cute. "Should we follow them? Maybe we can find traces of Liliana at the human gathering point. Or we can find out what happened here. The Big Sister they mentioned seems to be a local tyrant, an intelligence dealer or something."
Sis nodded lightly. But at that moment, the voice of the privateers rang in the monitoring channel again. "Ah! I … I'm being haunted by the Galactic Ghost! "
The privateers had almost all retreated to their broken spaceships. Only a few combat robots were slowly retreating. But now, there was a robot that had obviously malfunctioned. It stopped stiffly in front of the loading dock, maintaining its walking posture and unable to move.
I looked around. There were quite a lot of people. What had he been haunted by? Was it really the "Galactic Ghost" that the pirates were superstitious about?
The (beep) pirates were already nervous and anxious. At this moment, they were even more frightened by the "Galactic Ghost". The person in front forced himself to calm down and drove the mech to the guy who couldn't move. He asked nervously, "What happened?!"
"I don't know!" The voice in the monitoring channel sounded like he was about to cry. "Just now, an X. Command to use something 0x 00000000 memory suddenly popped up. The memory can't be 'read' or 'write'. Then, the screen went completely blue …"
Instantly, the world was stunned.
D * mn, this was the first time that (beep) pirates had a blue screen …
"Well, it seems that my curse just now is in effect." Sis gently knocked her head. "The base is in a disaster. If they don't leave quickly, they will definitely die here. Now, it's a mech operation malfunction. The next one will probably be their weapon system."
"Listen, listen. We've already lost a mech because of the ghost. Now, we have to carry you back. Otherwise, even if we don't die in the hands of the undead, we will be shot dead by Big Sis." Beck, or Ham. Anyway, a burly man who had retreated to the spaceship returned. He was holding a strange green stick in his hand. "D * mn, it seems that the pirates aren't all superstitious. Since ghosts exist, I hope that the gods are real too! Gibson, support your brother. I want to see if this exorcism ritual works! "
"Boss, when did you become a priest?"
"Shut up … Oh my god!"
Due to the gradually spreading power of the curse, a disaster began to befall the base. A passing asteroid suddenly changed its orbit. With a trajectory that did not conform to the common sense of physics, it violently crashed into the root of an alloy skeleton in the east of the base. Instantly, the entire fortification of the asteroid belt that was hundreds of kilometers long shook violently. The immobilized mech almost fell to the ground. The burly man, who was holding a small green stick but wearing a spacesuit and claiming that he was going to exorcise the spirit, made an exaggerated praying gesture and shouted, "Listen! I believe it! I believe it all! O evil spirit, retreat! In my hand, I received it from the apostle of the gods … What did I receive again … This is too hard to recite … Alright, alright, in short, O great Goddess of Life!! For the sake of candy, doughnuts, feeders, and strawberry jam, these four holy things, please bestow me power on behalf of the moon! I am Hikari … It's because of this motherf * cking prayer that I refused to join the church back then!!! But now, for the sake of whatever tree in the world, please show your spirit! Another motherf * cking meteorite is flying over! "
"Wow! There are believers of Jingle here? " Just as I was still in a daze, I suddenly heard Jingle's curious shout from my chest pocket. Then, the second meteorite that was flying over because of the curse actually turned a tiny arc in the air and flew past the landing platform!
Of course, this was the power of a certain little Goddess.
Should I ridicule this Goddess who could be bribed by candy and doughnuts and who took the initiative to help mortals push away meteorites?
"Holy Father, Old Master Chen, from now on, I will be a priest!" Beck or Ham, who had successfully "exorcised" the spirit amidst the chaos, raised the small green stick in his hand and shouted in excitement. Then, he proudly looked at his two (beep) subordinates, who were already in a daze. His entire body was brimming with holy light and arrogantly said, "What are you looking at! Don't you know that your leader is a devout believer? This thing is really f * cking useful, hehe … Ahem, alright, I have already exorcised the evil spirit from your bodies. Hurry back to the ship, I don't want to stay here for a second longer … Let's hope that the water-tank-like thing can be sold for some money on the black market … Speaking of which, the prayer book that the Holy Knights gave out was really weird. What is a holy father? "
After being frightened by the "haunted" base, the desperadoes of the privateers didn't want to stay for a second longer. All of them returned to the ship and immediately set sail, leaving this place.
Ten minutes later, after confirming that the privateers' spaceship had entered hyperspace pre-acceleration, the invisible people of the Empire slowly revealed themselves.
"That just now, it can be counted as a trace left behind by Liliana, right?"
After hesitating for a moment, the big sister still said it.
… It was very characteristic of that crazy priest, from the sacrificial ceremony to the prayers, it was very characteristic of her … At least, it could be confirmed that this privateer group had come into contact with Liliana's Holy Knights.
"Holy father Chen …" Kuchulin was concerned about another matter, "Who is that big guy talking about?"
Everyone: "… (The guy who brought this upon himself)"
In summary, less than thirty minutes after the privateer's broken spaceship left this place, the entire base was destroyed by an inhumane meteor bombardment due to the power of the curse. The big sister's ability to destroy the entire Space City with just one circle allowed the heroic spirits to once again get to know this big sister who was always smiling gently, seemingly harmless and full of healing power. We decisively followed behind the privateer's spaceship that had finally accelerated to the point where it could travel through hyperspace, intending to find traces of Liliana, and at the same time, find out what happened to the Proteus advance team that had evacuated from this base. During the voyage, the Void Roamer gained a brand new decoration: Gunman Kuchulin, who was tied to the bow by Sister R's chain, fluttering in the wind.
Holy father Chen, ah ha, Liliana, Liliana, I haven't cared for you for two months, you've gone completely crazy …
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