775 The Conclusion

Originally, Mars and Mirage Abyss both had more than Ninety level 9s. But during the time of the war, only eighty were available.

When Mirage Queen performed a massacre on the planetoids, she killed a total of thirteen level 9s.

And when Skad stopped her for those critical hours, she killed fifty level 9s!

Now, Mars had a total of thirty level 9s.

Meanwhile, Mirage Abyss lost thirty-three level 9s—eighteen from the cities and fifteen from the capital—due to Varian's actions.

The number of level 9s came down to sixty.

But the disparity between 30 and 60 was still huge.

"Mirage Queen is already on her way here. We don't have much time. And that's why we must do this." Varian addressed his Strike Teams.

The old men and women nodded.

The door to the room opened and five out of them entered a hall where a silver-haired beauty was waiting for them with an expressionless face.

"There's only one chance," Enigma said with a serious face.

The Alpha team nodded and channeled their aura.

Even though she was outrageously beautiful and had the aura of a level 8, they didn't know who this woman was. But since she's with Varian, they entrusted their lives to her.

After all, by being in their presence, she's also risking her life. If they suddenly captured her and tried to extort Varian, then she might end up as a casualty.

Of course, they didn't have such thoughts. But they also didn't know if they really tried that, Enigma could teleport away, and then…Varian would make their life a living hell.

So, the plan was proceeding smoothly.

With a wave of her hand, the purple card in Enigma shook and a silver light enveloped the six members.

At the same time, a weak man entered the room carrying a weird device. Even though he was wearing a mask, the Alpha Team was damn sure he was not Varian.

This man was like a weak scholar whereas Varian… didn't directly see him yet, but just through his voice alone, Varian gave them an overwhelming feeling.

"This is for CTFs only. Tom barely modified it for space shifts." Kyle grumbled as he adjusted the space cloaking device.

"It'll be fried after one use. So, this is your only shot." He waved at them.

— — —

The three Abyssals that were at the forefront chasing after the ghost ship smiled as they received a message.

Their Queen would be here in thirty minutes.

"It's hard to capture them."

"But if it's only keeping track of them until Queen arrives…"

"We can do it! Then our Queen will personally break their minds and make them our puppets!"

Hearing their words through the communication crystals, the Abyssals following them from behind laughed.

"Hahahaha!"

"Erns, don't you dare miss them! You get it?" From the group immediately behind the leading trio, a voice said in a serious tone.

Erns, the strongest in the leading trio, replied. "Don't worry, Commander. Even if I stake my life, I'll—huh?"

Erns didn't know what happened but all of a sudden, he felt the hair on his nape stand up.

Through pure battle intuition, he shifted his body to the side and hurriedly put on a protective shield.

Something golden flashed past him and the next thing Erns knew, there was a huge hole in his abdomen.

Snakes of lightning hissed as they tried to fry his body, but Erns quickly dispelled them using his telekinetic power and looked around.

His first comrade had his neck sliced off his body with a sharp sword and a saber while his second one had his entire chest area half-burnt and half-frozen.

Both of them died.

He's the only lucky one to survive and face the five ambushers who appeared behind him without a trace!

Erns quickly gathered all his power and shot into the clouds, desperate to avoid the ambushers.

"How did the—?!"

But due to his injuries, he wasn't as he should be and was bombarded by five fully-charged attacks from the strongest Strike Team.

If it was his commander, he would've taken these five attacks and survived.

But Erns wasn't his commander. He's at the forefront only because he's the fastest, not the strongest.

So, the moment the five attacks landed on him, the fate of the final member of the trio was set in stone.

At the same time, the group of four Abyssals following the trio noticed the situation and locked their auras onto the Alpha Team!

The Alpha Team was bombarded by attacks. Out of them, one particular attack was dangerous and caused a major injury to Alpha 3.

As they focused all their attention on killing Erns, the Alpha Team couldn't properly defend against these attacks and sustained major injuries.

Two more waves of attacks and they'd be in fatal danger.

"Die!"

"You pests!"

"Fucking insects!"

"How dare you invade our capital?"

The team of four didn't hold back and launched another round of attacks.

Even though the Alpha Team blocked most of the damage, their injuries quickly rose.

When the Abyssals were about to bombard them with the next wave of attacks, the Alpha Team was suddenly pulled into the hateful ghost ship that suddenly appeared.

"Arghh!"

"Varian!"

"We, Abyssals, will make you pay the price!"

"You've done something you shouldn't! You'll regret it! His Majesty's wrath will burn you to ashes!"

Varian frowned at their curses, especially the last one. But everything proceeded as planned.

A few minutes later, he shook off the pursuers.

Ten minutes later, his Strike Team began decimating cities left and right.

Twenty minutes later, four cities were destroyed and six million Abyssals were killed, including more than twenty level 8s.

The death toll caused by this trip exceeded twenty million.

This was significantly more than the losses suffered by the military when many of Mars' planetoids were occupied by the Abyssals.

Then, at the twenty-fifth minute, the Ghost Ship exited the Mirage Abyss.

Just two minutes, later, Mirage Queen entered the Abyss.