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Chapter 576: Pitched Fighting

The Phararb, an old-style qipao Aside from when necessary under Lan Jue’s command, she preferred comfortable civilian clothes

The stopped in her advance, fixing her eyes on the hangar’s watchtower

Within the airship hangar

“Ey? Who’s this lady? She looks like she’d be a good ti over the security monitors They stared in curiosity

“Should we tell the boss? It’s weird for a woht like this” A soet fro? Look, it’s early, no one’s around I’m sure we could find a quiet place to show the lady around, you knohat I’? Then we get rid of her – what the boss doesn’t knoon’t hurt hi to coerce theh his head when suddenly,light Then their screens went dark

“An attack… ? Attack!” The few napping pirates in the surveillance rooan to screech across the whole hangar The sides of the watchtower nearby fell away, spewing dazzling waterfalls of sparks

As the alar, the Pharh she were treading on clouds In a few long strides she was inside the hangar

Twinkling lights set stark shadows as seven brilliant stars blinked into existence Radiantly they burned, an enormous sword appeared in their midst Woosh! One of the patrol boats nearest to the weapon was sliced cleanly in two As the pirates looked on in terror, the massive sword fractured into hundreds of copies Deadly inds of steel lashed out in every direction

Staff in the ar’s defenses Curtains of light flashes as the systems reacted to the incursion Shields crackled to life around the re ships The Pharmacist soared into the dark sky and vanished froed, and the arar like the apocalypse

Spears of light pierced everything, buffeting the hangar’s interior with raging tides of energy Many pirates were caught up and thrown hundreds of et into the warehouse’s mecha suits

The shields proved to be worth their cost Not all of the ships were immediately destroyed when the Pharmacist’s swords made contact At least, so it went for their initial contact When the second wave of swords arrived the ships were reduced to strips of metal Then the swords were headed for the battleship

The first sword struck the shield It flickered, but held The second hit, then the third, and the fourth Every single one struck in precisely the same spot In the blink of an eye a hundred of them overwhelh the battleship, sending burning debris everywhere A hundredweapon carved at the beleaguered hull By the time nizable hunk of scrap ether, the small airfield was around a hundred square meters The Pharmacist turned it into a junk heap with a flick of her wrist Every living thing was sued husks of their ships and mechas

She didn’t have the saon who had to adhere to protogenia’s hteousness It was her path to Paragon, so Blade

Her conscience was clear Let this be a ood in a place consu sas an extension of her will, going where she coht as well have been turned off

Fifteen minutes later the Pharmacist calmly walked fro, a h a courtyard She dialed a number into her communicator