Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 1142 - 158: Crimson Giant Serpent on the River Surface_2

"..." A long silence came from the other end of the personal terminal.

"Please understand our difficulties and the current objective situation, madam." The other party then hung up the phone.

The maids and attendants in the room lowered their heads at that moment, tense and fearful, because they knew the nature of this lady. After the other party hung up, she would certainly take out her anger on them. Frankly speaking, if it were anyone else, they wouldn't have such patience to explain everything to her. It can only be said that the VIP package of the security company is really valuable, and emotional endurance is part of the service content.

Sure enough, after discovering that she could no longer connect with the number, the lady was furious, pacing back and forth in the room, trembling and slapping several servants across the face.

"Why does he dare to hang up on me! Doesn't he know our family's status and identity? If I mention a few words to Mrs. Hook, I guarantee their company won't operate next year."

"These people are just selfish and snobbish. They see the situation is chaotic and think they're important, daring to show me such attitude. How did they market to me before, with such flamboyant words, and now when it's time to act, they find all kinds of excuses. I spent so much money, isn't it just to buy your lives? And now you're stalling and moralizing about life?"

To help the lady cool off quickly, several maids and attendants present immediately echoed.

"Exactly, a lousy company like this deserves to go bankrupt."

"Once the turmoil is over, we definitely won't renew with them."

"Not just not renew, but make sure they can't continue operating."

"They have no respect for people; even I know the customer's demand is an edict, yet they ignore our lady's words..."

A group of people surrounded this wealthy lady with admonitions, finally making her feel quite a bit better. Afterwards, she waved her hand to let the servants who got hit leave, so as not to sully her mood by looking at them.

Even in the Interstellar Era, where there are no legal slaves, many people are willing to become servants similar to slaves for the sake of earning money. Such situations are very common in many influential families.

On the streets, the fight continued. Perhaps due to the influence of Senator Hook, or maybe the military stationed on the local planet were finally free to act, about thirty 'Meteor Stream-V' tanks were speeding on the roads; their sturdy, heavy bodies crashing through blocking concrete ruins and collapsing buildings, pushing into the core area, firing upon various resistance forces encountered along the way. Meanwhile, the gunfire and small bomb blasts could not penetrate the tanks' heavy armor.

These main battle tanks, approximately ten meters high, were like giant elephants moving through a city, and the shadow and oppressive feeling brought forth when they passed over the streets plunged the bustling city center back into a terrifying silence, with many hiding within buildings, only daring to peek through the cracks of windows.

"We can't let them through, otherwise the allies fighting in the core area won't be able to resist." From the rooftop of a tall building, a purple-haired woman wearing a trench coat jacket looked down at the advancing tanks on the street below, her ears caught a communication sound.

"Understood, I'll hold them off for now, you guys speed up."

"Thank you, only you can stop these tanks right now." Gratitude came from the other side.

"We will increase our speed to breakthrough the Central Building as soon as possible." Then the communication ended.

The night wind howled, neon lights atop the skyscraper flickered on and off, and the purple-haired woman took off her glasses, then leaped into the dragon-like lit street below.

Slashing Blade Sequence 7 'Purple Praise Whistling Wind' Lian Nai, a famous lone ranger in Eastern Area 2, a master-level figure of no faction, liked using hollow steel pipes as weapons. The sound produced when waving them was particularly distinctive, thus earning her the title 'Purple Praise Whistling Wind.' As for the specific transcendent profession she practiced, few knew. It was only known to be the Slashing Blade Sequence, skilled at magnetism and steel.

"Honestly, I don't like kids who cry, but she really did the right thing, aligning with my intentions, so I'll help her out." A few days ago, Lian Nai, through the immersion cabin connected to the network, personally witnessed everything at Blanchi's speech.

The entire Eastern Area 2 was traversed by a river, surrounded by high-value sightseeing areas, and densely packed with residences, restaurants, hotels, and waterfront entertainment venues. Only one bridge able to withstand the weight of tanks directly crossed the river into the core zone.

Now, a purple-haired figure descended from the night sky, stood on the pillar of the bridge. Due to the seal and turmoil, there weren't many vehicles on the bridge, with only a few sparse light dots passing through.

"Sorry, sorry, but saying this doesn't change much." She tilted her head to glance at the bridge surface below, then raised her hand, her originally dark eyes revealing vague and peculiar symbols in the night.

At the moment she raised her hand, the entire crimson steel bridge issued a slight tremor, followed by a teeth-grinding noise, as if screws were being torn out, steel being stretched. This was a bridge stretching straight several kilometers, and its swaying and quivering together caused panic among the vehicles traveling on the bridge, with many urgently steering away, either retreating or quickly leaving the bridge.

At first, the tearing was minimal, but as the bridge surface shook and twisted continuously, the whole bridge emitted cracking sounds, and the amplitude grew larger and larger.

Gradually, the entire bridge surface began tilting sideways and twisting in two different directions. At this moment, the central pillar of the bridge was also torn off, slowly falling into the water, splashing up a massive water column dozens of meters high.

Numerous unmanned reconnaissance drones approached from the night sky to investigate the situation on the bridge, and tanks originally about to cross the bridge gradually slowed down, aligning themselves along the riverbank.

"Target detected and captured, start broadcasting the scene." In the command room, combat operators captured the image of the woman twisting the bridge, disrupting the path, through the camera on the drone.

"It's her, 'Purple Praise Whistling Wind' Lian Nai!" Quickly, someone recognized her name, as there weren't many master-level figures in Eastern Area 2.

"She actually joined the Independent Faction, no matter, open fire!"

"Yes."

Receiving the order, the tanks along the shore lined up neatly, the dual-track main guns rotated and lifted to target that tiny point in the sky, beginning to lock-on. The entire main gun's track was like a red-hot branding iron, emitting crimson light, particularly striking in the night.

A blazingly bright gold-red stream traversed the river, plunging into the night sky.

Seconds later, when the camera locked on again, Lian Nai was found to have dodged to the back side of the bridge.

The stream pierced through part of the bridge structure, causing that side of the crimson steel bridge to break away from the bridgehead's constraints.

Thus, amidst even more intense and teeth-grating twisting noises, the entire steel bridge seemed to come 'alive,' countless interlaced and overlaid steels twisted and turned, the bridge weighing nearly ten thousand tons slowly elevated, resembling a giant serpent reaching towards the sky. Before this crimson steel serpent, the ten-meter-high tanks on the shore seemed like toys, insignificant and small.

"This..."

Countless residents and passersby along the shore watched this scene in shock, the sight in front of them almost beyond comprehension; could this really be something a person could do?

Unable to wait in surprise and contemplation, the crimson steel serpent that had 'come alive' slowly began its attack. The surging, heavy steel head swung down heavily from hundreds of meters up, the sharp whistling wind tearing through the night, causing terror, then it smashed down on the main battle tanks along the shoreline, directly pressing the tanks into the ground, forming cracked surfaces.

Afterwards, the crimson giant serpent swung its head again, beginning to sweep along the shore's heavy tanks. During this time, crimson dazzling streams of fire crossed the river repeatedly, irradiating the base of the 'Crimson Giant Serpent,' and some continued to pursue the purple-haired woman evading in the night sky.

With repeated shooting, parts of the bridge structure burned and bored through, and the 'Crimson Giant Serpent,' relying on these parts for support, finally could not withstand its own weight, slowly toppling, pressing down sideways on the shore, partially submerging in water.

Several minutes later, Lian Nai left under the cover of darkness, leaving the remaining twenty or so tanks helplessly stranded on the shore.