New Game+-Chapter 516 Infiltration
The hail of stones and fire continued to crash on numerous ships and exoskeletons out on the battlefield. Attempts to destroy it were futile.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The shields of Egypt could not contend with the attacks as the annoyed Presiders took the time to send counterattacks to the force fields.
The meteors that were hurling with unbelievable force and speed crashed on the numerous ships of the Presiders. These massive chunks' power and brute size created great damage as they broke through the defenses of many Presiders, leaving huge holes in the ships.
The timing was just precise. The attempts of each Presider to destroy the meteor was wasted as its attack only destroyed smaller pieces of the meteor when it broke and fled to smaller pieces. Everyone initially delayed any action to destroy the meteor hoping for it to do damage to other Presiders. And so the sudden dismemberment led to their own downfall as the meteors struck it.
The whole operation was one of Arthur's most challenging equations. But he succeeded in the plot as he watched as the meteor dealt damage to all Presiders.
And so, the teams that were assigned to infiltrate the Presider ships were all successful.
Amir Mann and his son had arrived as they rode one piece of the meteor that charged towards Myrth's fortress.
"It's time to eat!" Amir Mann laughed.
Several meteors arrived, and with them were the Alphas formed during the Fang Wars.
BOOM! BOOM!
The meteors landed, and the team jumped off.
They had different wereforms each. One had the form of a bear, the other a tiger. One had wings and took shape similar to that of Akasha. Another was a werewolf with very long hair, and the last one had no form but remained human.
Our first fight. Now, remember, everyone! Try to control your turned wolves to avoid the Dragon's Fangs!" The bear commanded.
"I wonder where Blast is..." The winged bat blushed.
"Where is my husband, One?" The beautiful werewolf with long hair sought her mate.
"Lights. Camera. Action!" The human with no wereform declared.
The Git Godlike had also boarded the ship of Straviaa.
"Alright, everyone! This is a joint operation with the Covenant! Let's not lose to them in kill count!"
Deep inside the base of Andronze, numerous soldiers were leaving the Nile Serpent.
These were the forces that Lowengren gathered one by one.
The entire Warfreakz stood at the ready with numerous weapons that were never seen in the Unlocked armies.
The entire Dalisay family also had their gears.
Harker's best soldiers in the Pagnean army with his trio team were also there.
Alean also made her appearance, followed by the Twelve Disciples and the Gryphon Squadron.
"Hurry up, everyone!" Alean called out, and several platoons of the Unlocked left the Nile Serpent's doors.
During the week, Guinevere led the Serpent to pick up all of the Unlocked armies assigned to attack Egypt from within. But the way the Council of the Wicked arranged the events made it look like Andronze was controlling the entire ship. But in truth, the thoughts of Andronze that controlled the Nile Serpent have been sealed by Lennox.
"We have to hurry! The plan of the Presider will start soon! Then, with her defenses down, the enemy will raid the base, and we will ambush them! For the glory of Presider!" Alean shouted.
As they began to leave, the numerous Andronze clone finally found their chance. During the stay of the numerous forces, they heard horrifying secrets and rushed toward the remaining father.
"Father... We have questions... It's about..." One of the clones asked.
"About your designed Fate?" Lowengren sighed.
"Father... You have been hinting about it... What exactly is our purpose?" The clones asked.
"My sons and daughters... If I tell you this... then you will have a choice. We allowed them to talk about these mysterious things to convince you."
"Convince us of what?"
"Are you all willing... to betray Andronze and become gods yourselves?" Lowengren asked.
Of the many powers that Seeker feared, the terrifying ones weren't techs that could shrink, could wield metal, teleport, or make strong attacks. Instead, he feared the powers that were so strong that the Presider wouldn't need to shoot even a single bullet or use Universe Energy to attack.
And throughout the many clashes and conflicts between Presiders and the Unlocked, Garenjazz had not yet fought the entire time. So even in the many conflicts on earth and how the many spies of the Unlocked tried to infiltrate the ranks and forces of different Presiders and secretly fought the people serving them yet, Garenjazz was someone who no one managed to infiltrate!
Even the recent events that led them to discover many things about Garenjazz may have been his luck.
"When he appeared in my dream, it demanded urgency that forced me to attack the Presiders and avoid being detected. That event led me to fight Lanterk. And he took advantage of that and made Andronze lose a lot which allowed us to finally infiltrate and find the Lost Primordial's body and Guinevere! Was it all his luck? Is this battle tilting to his side?" Seeker could not help but wonder. And so, Seeker decided to act outside of Zone and was hoping to collapse the luck of Lanterk.
He stated something that poked at Garenjazz's true power. Unfortunately, no other Presider seemed to have been aware of this type of power.
Garenjazz smiled at the words of Seeker.
"Oh? You actually think that luck is a power?"
"Yes. My father, the lost Progenitor, and the Lost Primordial have always tried to win the favor of one specific experiment. Someone who has the power that she calls Zone. As half Presiders, we don't know what you call it. In the battles against Lanterk and when they raided Shackstress's fortress, this power called Zone was necessary. It's similar to yours. She knows what to do at the right time. But, while most Presiders naturally have this, she takes it to a whole new different level. Yours seem to be similar but extremely different. It's as if you don't know about your actions while hers has some direction."
"Oh... What an interesting power! That is the power of Fate's Favor. The works of the Universe allow it to follow the direction of things. It is the very power that most Principals seek to understand. It is the power that the Primes try to master. And it is-"
"The one thing that the Primordial tries to conquer." Seeker completed the sentence.
"Ah! Now you try to understand it! Congrats on knowing it! Most Presiders don't even know that. They understand and know of Favor but don't know what to do with it."
"The Lost Primordial knows of it?" Zeraphine was amazed.
"We don't understand it as much as we want to. She was the only experiment with that power, and she herself didn't know what to do. But what we do know is this... The Lost Primordial doesn't seem to have any desire to conquer and surpass Fate's power. He wants to submit to it."
"Submit to it?" Garenjazz frowned.
"Presider! A small meteor is headed hear! The many attacks below had caused it to change course, and now it's headed at this place with full speed! And an Exoskeleton seems to be riding it!" A Pioneer serving Zeraphine reported.
"Show me."
The cameras zoomed, and the hurling meteor that flew above the clouds and went off course, not hitting any of the ships, could be seen.
An Exoskeleton was clutching for dear life in the rock and was shouting and squealing.
The moment they heard the cries, Garenjazz frowned and felt an extreme form of annoyance.
"Wa-Wait! That man! I can't really say he's our ally, but he's-! Zeraphine! Could you try to save the man?" Seeker asked.
"Save him?"
"Yeah. He's not dangerous. He's very awkward, but he's not an enemy to all. It's very complicated to explain." Seeker sighed.
Zeraphine agreed, and as the meteor was flying, several ships were deployed and used their various techs to slow the meteor and save him.
But as the group tried to save him, another alert appeared.
"Presider! A Locust swarm is headed to the battlefield!" 𝗳𝘳𝒆𝘦𝑤𝐞𝚋𝗻𝚘𝘷𝘦𝙡.𝑐𝐨𝘮
"A locust swarm?"
"It's her. The one is claiming to be the Lost Primordial. The strongest experiment approaches!" Seeker exclaimed.
