novelhk Chapter 1103 275: No Meals Provided Here
Chapter 1103 275: No Meals Provided Here
"To all rebels, your leaders have been defeated. Lay down your weapons immediately and you will be granted leniency!"Zhuang Xiao's emotionless announcement spread through the command ship to every starship hovering above the First Special District. She placed the bloodied wooden stick on the table, welcoming a brief moment of tranquility after an intense battle.
It was an intriguing adventure, during which she encountered opponents that required her to fight with all her might to defeat. Undoubtedly, the officer in flashy exoskeleton armor whom she knocked unconscious on the middle deck was the strongest enemy she had ever faced, sounding an alarm for Zhuang Xiao.
Although she had grown strong enough as the warlord of the tribe, in this vast world, there were still many powerful foes, leaving her no room for complacency.
The only flaw was that she failed to capture the red-eyed one.
The insidious and cunning demon had sent a minion wearing contact lenses to distract her, while he escaped long ago.
Zhuang Xiao glanced at the demon minion in the room whose head was caved in by the wooden stick. For an insignificant grunt, it was diligent enough, screaming relentlessly that it was the Prince Demon until it was finally silenced by the stick. If Brother Sen hadn't exposed its identity, its fanatical demeanor might have fooled her.
But how could Brother Sen, with his keen eyes, possibly fail to recognize a demon minion?
Zhuang Xiao paid her highest respects to this demon minion while also despising the red-eyed demon for abandoning its subordinate and fleeing alone.
If it were her, she would never desert such loyal subordinates and would lead them to fight to the last moment.
However, they would inevitably meet again.
By then, she would definitely greet the red-eyed one with even more impressive skills.
Zhuang Xiao fiddled with the old phonograph on the table, a relic that seemed part of the rebel Commander's private collection. The antique machine and its retro music surprisingly suited her taste. If the Commander hadn't been ruthlessly murdered by the red-eyed demon, they might have had a lot of common ground in music.
She sat in front of the table, closed her eyes to rest, and followed Rowena's advice, granting the rebels enough time and respect.
The news of the Commander's death and the fall of the command ship spread swiftly among the starships. Without a doubt, this was a devastating blow to the rebels' morale. Yet, in their panic, few seriously considered Zhuang Xiao's proposal. As the tremors caused by spatial rifts unfolded, the interstellar pirates first resorted to their habitual approach.
— When in doubt, run away!
They were unlike the rebels who were united with the desire to overthrow the Lord of the Holy City's rule; they never cared about ideals or honor. Most of them were born in the wretched Edge World and harbored no illusions about the ruling class of the Holy City from the day they became pirates.
They only valued immediate benefits.
They joined the war solely because the rebel Commander and the Origin Society promised them significant rewards. However, all pre-war promises vanished with the death of the Holy City Navy's Commander.
With the activation of the jump systems, a third of the dark mass of starships disappeared in an instant.
The remaining rebels also faced significant internal disagreements. Some believed they should fulfill the Commander's legacy and completely destroy the First Special District — missing this chance would make it difficult to gather starships over this planet again.
Each day the First Special District remained was an obstacle to their great plan. Only by completely erasing the spiritual totem of the Holy City could this civilization truly transform.
Another faction, however, learned from the first round of orbital bombardments. Clearly, the First Special District had, with the help of the Third Lady, activated an inexplicable defense system. Worse still, with the fall of the command ship, the Origin Society stationed there could no longer provide any tactical guidance.
Though it seemed that the entire Origin Society participated in this rebellion, only the second seat took the lead. Other scholars, considering the risk of failure, hid away long ago. Until the First Special District truly fell, their whereabouts would remain unknown.
"Retreating to the Core World to accumulate strength is the only option now!"
The communication devices of various starships erupted in intense disputes. "We've sent out the message. As long as we completely occupy the Core World and Edge World, those districts can't hold out long with their supplies cut off!"
If the remnants of the old civilization couldn't be eradicated in one blow, then they would create a "second Holy City" to stand against it.
In terms of forces, controlled star zones, and resources, they were still at an advantage.
Blindly advancing would only burn the accumulative edges they had gained.
Soon, several starship commanders took action. The starships tore open dark rifts in the sky. The enormous structures that loomed over the First Special District vanished one by one. Eventually, even the commanders who advocated for continued orbital bombardment, seeing the cause was lost, reluctantly activated their jump systems.