Tempest of the Stellar War
chapter-399

"For real? Is it that Wang Zheng again?"

"No, Wang Zheng hasn't made an appearance yet. I heard they're crushing Manalasuo…"

Key personnel in the various battle zones had received the news. A strong team like Manalasuo naturally deserved attention, as a potential opponent. When the news first came in, they had thought it was some breaking new battle strategy by Manalasuo, not the news that they were 0-2 behind.

Raslei walked out by himself, his legs a little unsteady. In that instant, he had not even been able to retaliate. He had been beaten blind.

Back at the gathering platform, Raslei looked towards Lear, but he still refused to even look at him. Such an individual was merely a passing small fry in Lear's life.

Lear's face always looked as though he was mocking the world. But now, those that glanced his way were discussing him in whispers.

Lear sat back down silently at his seat. Fatty immediately hauled his ass over with drinks, with a free bootlicking on the side.

Manalasuo had been beaten 0-2. Things were not looking good. Vincent frowned slightly. The Solar System Federation team's most famous members were Lear and Achilles. They were legends even in Academy X. Although such a performance was unprecedented, it fell neatly within his calculations. This match was a best of 7, and the Solar System was running out of aces. All they had left was Wang Zheng. Although not much was known about his status, Vincent was not overly worried. The odds still remained in their favor.

It fell to the Solar System to send out their fighter first in the third round. More people were streaming in, clearly having heard the news. The other battle zones were proceeding predictably. The chances of pulling off an upset in the top 16 contests was low.

At this moment, startled cries ensued from the back, and everybody stood up.

A few of the strong teams' intelligence personnel were left gaping as well. After they had sent out the news, they had anticipated that some teams might send some members to watch the match.

But…

My God!

The Atlantis team was in full attendance!

Was this a dream???

The Atlantis team had already easily swept their opponents in a 4-0. They had faced no resistance. The team that faced Atlantis had no need to struggle either. This team's strength was unparalleled. They were the hot favorites to take the championship this time around. Perhaps only Aslan and Arbiter could pose a threat, but their chances were not good either.

Because this team not only had the unbelievably shining aces Bordia and Azhas, who were nicknamed as protected by God himself, but not a single member of the team was lacking either. Atlanteans were best as controlling their emotions. Because of their faith, they were unshakable.

To the Atlanteans, they were limitless. Unless by their own choice, they were unbeatable.

But such a team had actually brought full attendance here… for Manalasuo?

Clearly Manalasuo was strong, but they were still not worthy.

People were bowing and scraping, because it was not just the members that had come. Atlantis' prince Hao Lin had arrived as well. The little prince, who had human and Atlantean blood, looked more like an Atlantean, although his features were an amalgamation of the two, and irresistibly appealing.

Manalasuo's Bole and Meng Ao and the rest from Earth stood as well. Although the prince was young, his status was unmeasurably high. Because of the special circumstances, they conceded simple gestures of respect as well.

The Atlantis team sat at the extreme back… They were really here to watch the match.

Bordia and Azhas sat on the left and right of Hao Lin. They were obviously uninterested in the Solar System team, but it had been the prince's orders.

But once they saw the score, they were also surprised. The Manalasuo team had always been very strong. No matter how much they had flagged in this iteration, a skinny camel was always bigger than a horse. This was definitely a surprising turn of events.

Wang Zheng looked over as well. Catching the eye of the Aslan prince, he smiled. The prince smiled back as well, a friendly person.

Wang Zheng had no idea what they were doing here.

But the atmosphere was starting to heat up as the news spread.

The Atlantis team had personally made an appearance. Were they really here to watch the match?

This was surely a joke. The immediate response was disbelief, but it could not have been an error by so many people. Unless this was a huge prank involving actors.

The next battle was indeed risky. Nobody was sure of their chances, unless Wang Zheng decided to go. Apparently Wang Zheng had no intentions of fighting in the upper half.

His gaze swept past Lie Xin and Zhang Runan, landing on Fatty, who was still busy fawning over Lear. He had not even noticed the Atlantean prince. One must respect the art of bootlicking without being distracted.

"Third match, Luo Fei"

"Yes. Uh. Wait, what? Me again?" Luo Fei pointed at himself. He had already lost once previously. It had been embarrassing. How could it have fallen to him again?

"You see, uh, Leader, I sustained an internal injury in the last match, and I'm still…" Halfway through his excuses, he saw Lear nod, and his tone immediately changed. "… ready to fight to the death for the team!" he declared with a righteous commitment that inspired reverence. Quite the martyr.

Lear understood the meaning of this match. He would put aside their personal differences. He knew that Wang Zheng saw Luo Fei's true strength, and he respected him for that. Wang Zheng dared to use his team, unafraid of taking losses or criticism. Such a rival was difficult to harry, but he admired him for it. He would add a little color to Wang Zheng's path.

Zhang Shan and the rest were a little nervous. Why would Wang Zheng play with fire at such a crucial time? Manalasuo was not like their past opponents, and would leap at the slightest slip up on their part.

Even Manalasuo was not sure how to take it. They had felt it would be Lie Xin, if not Zhang Runan, who took the field, but it was in fact the trash Fatty.

Was this contempt?

"Ramses, this match is yours. No quarter!"

"Yes, Sir!"

Ramses stood up. His brow bone was a little dented. He had been hit before in a past practice. Although he had been treated, there was still a noticeable contour, which was very intimidating.

But Ramses had the title of "Preparation Mechanist"!

He was a geek of mech!

Seeing his opponent make his way quickly forward, Fatty hastened forward as well, extending his hand forward. "Sir, please take care of me, and go easy."

Ramses coldly slapped his hand away. "Resign early. Don't blame me if you die."

Ramses readily chose his own mech, Arbiter's Butcher.

...

This was a sniper suited for close battles, definitely requiring a high level of operation. Too bad he was matched up against such a groveling, disgusting fatty. Fighting such an opponent was almost an insult. His fawning form had been seen by everybody. Such a sycophant had actually made his way into the team. He had no idea what the Solar System team was thinking. And furthermore, to give battle chances to this guy again and again.

The fatty chose the mech that Manalasuo had fielded just prior, Vampiric Werewolf.

...

Manalasuo's expression immediately turned dark. This was a clear insult!

Could this lumbering fatty control such an agile mech?

The Vampiric Werewolf required bloodthirst. Only a berserk pilot could bring out that potential. To let such a nauseating Earthling use it was an insult to the premium mech.

At the Solar System team's seats, Wang Zheng, Lear, and Achilles were calm, but at this time nobody doubted that it was genuine. Regardless of the eventual result, the Solar System team had already proven their ability. They had entered the top 32 and could return heads held high.

The mech that Fatty drove shuffled forward slowly. The Butcher had already taken its position, waiting for the battle to start.

"This mech is indeed user-friendly. Good sir from Manalasuo, please teach me well today!" Fatty said.

Hearing those words, Ramses felt like puking. To meet such a cockroach on such a prestigious and dignified stage.

"I recommend you surrender immediately, and you can continue to kiss Lear's ass. Otherwise, it will be your life," Ramses taunted.

Vampiric Werewolf lurched to its feet comically, extending a claw. Luo Fei's voice issued from the mech, although it seemed a little distorted, as though he was somebody else. "One minute."

BOOM…

As his words landed, the Vampiric Werewolf immediately shot forward. Sneak attack!

But Ramses would not fall for the trick. The Butcher's laser guns immediately fired. Close combat lasers would destroy all types of scouts.

The Vampiric Werewolf dodged left and right, advancing. Ramses let out a chilling laugh. The laser hummed… Colossal Matrix Point Shot!

Fatal lock on!

This was one of the killer moves that shooting types employed. Luo Fei was suddenly surrounded by a matrix of lasers that was specially targeted to kill beast-type mecha.

But the loping Vampiric Werewolf mech actually executed a high-speed flip, dodging it as though it were nothing unusual. After the flip, its speed did not decrease. At this moment, Ramses started to realize that something was wrong.

His pupils dilating to fill the whole eye, the Butcher began using an Ability X involving warping. A fatal attack with no weak points.

At this moment, they descended into a mode that brooked no interference, completely tunneled in on the target. Either one was sure to die, and their concentration was heightened to the limit.

Neither had activated their energy shields. Whoever did so would limit their movements.

Time ticked on, second by second.

But what was most surprising was not the Butcher's performance, but the Vampiric Werewolf's. Its movements… were even more ferocious than Ramses'. Perhaps each had their own character. But although Ramses was fearsome, it fell within acceptable boundaries. Luo Fei's Vampiric Werewolf seemed inhuman.

At this time, Luo Fei was an animal.

The Vampiric Werewolf entered the attack radius. Ability X – Weakening!

In an instant, the Butcher's movements slowed by just a little bit, and the Vampiric Werewolf pounced. But Ramses was not the Preparatory Mechanist for nothing. He activated his energy shields without pause, and the opponent's weakening ability did not fully inhibit his movements. The was a strong point of Manalasuo warriors.

But… the tragedy had just begun.

A Vampiric Werewolf only went fully berserk when it pounced on its prey. No rest until death!

The claw blades slashed as though possessed. The air was filled with claw trails. It was more than twice of what Raslei had brought.

Hesitant people were afraid of the unreasonable. The unreasonable were afraid of the reckless. The reckless were afraid of the insane.

Of all the martial arts in the world, only madness was unbreakable.

BOOM…

In the blink of an eye, the energy shield was torn apart, and the Vampiric Werewolf's claw slashed forward. BOOM…

Everybody was scared out of their wits. This slash had directly hit the cockpit, and extracted the pilot directly!

A-wooo~~~

The Vampiric Werewolf let out a possessed howl upon seizing its prey. With a roar of its engine, one more burst would turn Ramses into a puddle of flesh.

This was an animal-like attack, incomparably agile.

This was the ass-kisser Fatty???

Everybody shuddered. Those that had taunted Fatty before felt their necks turn cold.

The Vampiric Werewolf's mouth aimed directly at Ramses. The mouth cannon yawned. Ramses suddenly let out an anguished wail…

Manalasuo's members could not resist closing their eyes. This was definitely the most shameful event in Manalasuo's history. Ramses had peed his pants in fear.