Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 790: Alien Invasion
'Loranxia's Eternal Covenant' is the most crucial sacred object in the human world. It even represents the power of the life in the galaxy to communicate with 'God'.

After this covenant was used by Isanissa in the past, it was divided into three parts and handed over to the Rose Federation, the Holy White Melody, and the Sigma Mechanical Council for safekeeping. Each of them has a special seal and defense force, which cannot be easily stolen or robbed.

But the delegation that came to ask for the covenant this time was one that had received official permission from the Federation. The Rose Federation was the main body of humanity, and the orders from the central government were, in a sense, the will of human civilization, which the Holy White Melody could not resist.

After careful relocation, the 'Loranthia Eternal Covenant' in the Holy White Melody was placed into the starship and returned under the escort of the fleet.

Even if it was only one third, even if it was still sealed, even if its true power had not yet been revealed, the movement of this covenant had caused tiny ripples in the Sea of ​​Aegeka, attracting the attention of many hidden forces.

"Prin is doing something extremely dangerous. Hasn't she ever thought about why so many Sun-level singers in the history of the Federation never thought of taking back the three covenants?"

'It is indeed the key to changing civilization, but it is also a mythical magic box that is difficult to close once opened.'

'During the civil war in Aimura, many inheritances were lost, and a lot of information was obliterated. No wonder the younger generation of singers don't understand.'

"Will anyone go and snatch it? No force dares to seize the holy relic from the main fleet of the Federation now."

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"On the surface, there is no such thing, but Prin's behavior has broken a certain tacit understanding. In my opinion, the Third Fleet and the Fourth Fleet will reconsider whether to continue to support this singer in ruling."

'The mission of these two fleets is to protect human civilization from being overthrown, and it is also the most fundamental agreement to maintain the Rose Federation. What Pulin is doing now is undoubtedly shaking the foundation.'

"The Third Fleet is the embodiment of Emuralin's will. Many of their officers have been in the army for generations. Their ancestors are the soldiers and relatives of martyrs who followed Emuralin to participate in the civil war 400 years ago. After the victory of the war that year, Emuralin settled and compensated the families of those sacrificed soldiers. Most of their descendants also rejoined the Third Fleet after they grew up, even if they were doing logistics and maintenance work."

"The Fourth Fleet is the legacy of Isainessa's will. Even after the purge during the civil war, there are still many people who follow Isainessa's will. The successor, the Golden Flame Flower Organization, will also select trustworthy people from among them to join the Fourth Fleet."

"The status of these two fleets is special. The laws of the Federation Center have limited constraints on them. In their eyes, even a Sun-class singer is nothing but a passing cloud."

"They probably won't directly participate in the fight against Pulin, but their mere neutrality and inaction will give others some expectations."

"But after nearly 20 years of suppression and great economic success, is there still any opposition to Pulin in the Federation?"

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A fleet was shuttling across the galaxy at high speed. The magnificent outline of the Red Angel-class battleship, coupled with its red and black color scheme, was exceptionally majestic and solemn. In fact, within the Federation, it was the most advanced battleship, with no rivals of the same level.

[The superluminal capstan thruster has reached critical value. The starship is about to exit superluminal cruise mode and enter a cooling and rest state.]
A broadcast was heard from the channel inside the starship, and then the scenery outside the battleship became clear and stagnant again, indicating that the starship had returned to low-speed cruising.

[The rest time is 5 hours, during which the crew can carry out daily activities. Please remember to return to the safety cabin before the end of the rest time.]
The lights in the passageways of the starship lit up, and then many people walked out of the closed safety cabins to get some fresh air.

When traveling at faster-than-light speeds, except for a small number of high-level extraordinary beings who can withstand the violent tearing of space and time and inertia, most of the crew members have to enter a safety cabin to sleep to avoid injury.

"Huh, we're finally almost at the central star field. After this rest, we'll return to our home port next time." Several logistics personnel walked out of the room with their heads resting on their heads.

"It's not that simple. We have holy relics on board. We will probably have to go through a troublesome handover after we return. We won't be able to rest for a while." The companion complained.

"Ah, that's really troublesome. If I had known earlier, I would have asked for leave instead of rushing out on this mission. This month is also my turn to take a day off."

"It's too late to talk about this. Let's go eat something later. The food on the ship is pretty good."

"Let's go. I heard that today we have a T3 level gourmet meal."

"Every time we go on a mission, we have to provide a batch of T3 gourmet food. This is not a small expense, but our 'Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star' faction is not short of money."

"Thanks to Master Pulin, I can now support my family of five by working alone, and we live a very comfortable life."

Two hours later...

In the restaurant, a group of people gathered around the table, holding their wine glasses. On the table were various leftover delicacies, soup, bones and leftovers scattered among the plates, making a mess.

"Burp~ Another drink." The slightly drunk man staggered and raised the glass again and stood up.

"Haha, look at him." The people around laughed, but they were not much better. Many of them had red faces. No one knew whether it was because they drank too much or ate too much exquisite supernatural food, and their magic power and blood were too abundant.

"I'll do it~" Another man stood up. He looked a little confused, but was still mumbling.

Then he raised the bottle to fill himself up and prepared to raise it high again.

The golden wine in the glass was about to rise, but the sudden shake caused most of the wine to spill out. He looked quite puzzled, but at this time, not only him, but many plates and cups on the table also slipped and fell to the ground, making a splashing sound.

"This is..." He opened his mouth slightly.

Is it an earthquake? But this is inside a warship, how could there be an earthquake? If it is not an earthquake, there is only one possibility.

The battleship was attacked

Red alarm lights lit up everywhere inside the starship, and sharp beeps woke up any crew members who were still resting or sleeping. [Enemy attack, entering level one combat status, all crew members please enter combat positions, the dangerous area passages are beginning to be closed...]
[Enemy attack, entering level one combat status, all crew members please enter combat positions, the passage to the danger zone begins to be closed...]
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A series of mechanical notification sounds made the crew members on the starship wake up instantly. Many people began to give themselves hangover potions, while some other high-level extraordinary people directly evaporated the alcohol and excreted it from their bodies.

Soon, the sound of hurried running and air flow was heard in the main passage. Those were the small shuttles inside the starship and the fighters in exoskeleton armor.

Explosions and vibrations occurred all over the starship. Some crew members hiding in the lounge squatted in small rooms carefully and nervously, praying that this accident would end quickly.

Most of the crew members didn't know what was happening. They only heard curses and howls from the battle through the public channel in their headphones, mixed with the sound of dense bullets.

"...Damn aliens!" Finally, one of the sentences was heard by the hiding personnel.

Alien? Many people did not understand this uncommon word, but those who carefully hid in the restaurant soon found out where this word came from.

Just like a flash of blue and purple nebula light sand, a figure with strange butterfly wings on her back suddenly appeared here. She was covered with a thin and tough silver metal armor that covered her graceful figure, but the focus was not here. The strange figure instantly swept the scene and found that there were many low-level crew members hiding here.

"Heh." She sneered coldly, and then her eyes were filled with light, which was colorful and changing like a kaleidoscope.

This pair of extremely strange and enchanting eyes swept across the entire place, and the gazes of all the passengers who saw them instantly became dull, as if their spirits were sucked and lost in an invisible vortex.

More than ten seconds later, they fell to the ground one by one, died with inexplicable smiles on their faces, and no signs of breathing.

The restaurant's built-in surveillance cameras faithfully recorded this scene, and then many fighters rushed over and began to fight with this special "alien".

In the fierce fire, bullets swept past densely, but this enchanting figure flashed several times in the restaurant, avoiding the storm of metal bullets, and then instantly appeared in front of the fighters. The silver-purple sword in her hand slashed coldly, cutting these fighters into a smooth surface and making them fall in a pool of blood.

After the mysterious figure dealt with the fighters in the restaurant, she continued to flash and move in the space inside the starship. Her target must be the sacred object "Loranxia's Eternal Covenant" that was protected by layers of protection.

The central control AI screen inside the starship began to list the identities of the raiders and noted their current locations one by one on the 3D rendering of the starship.

[Unknown Enemy]
Identity: New race - Phantom

Extraordinary Job: Natural Sequence 7·???

Important features: space flickering displacement, pupil technique, mental erosion, high-wave cutting blade, Bonna metal armor (against lasers)
Danger level: Extremely dangerous (red), non-Sequence 6 combatants must avoid direct confrontation
Countermeasures: High-speed autonomous combat units (level 6 and above), micro-machine combat armor, starship internal defense system, elite combat members (level 6 and above)
In a remote passage inside the starship, white indicator lights kept flashing, and then the closed doors on both sides of the passage were all opened, revealing silver combat units emitting a cold breath.

They have a strange appearance, with multiple legs similar to those of a spider and sharp sickles similar to those of a mantis. On their heads are two rows of about 12 round holes of different sizes that serve as observers. They constantly open and close, scanning everything around them, like the eyes of a spider.

After these combat units were activated, they quickly ran to various places in the starship according to the orders of the central master control AI. The eight seemingly redundant legs could easily leverage the power in various channels of the starship, making it move extremely lightly and flexibly, and the whole body was like an afterimage.

Since these phantom species invaded the starship, they have been flashing all the way, shuttling around in the starship, killing the crew members they see along the way. Occasionally, when they encounter difficult opponents, they will not get entangled, but quickly pass by and look for the next target.

Faced with such an enemy, the defense forces within the starship were temporarily exhausted and various loopholes appeared. After all, fighting against the new race was a thing of the past a long time ago, and this generation of soldiers did not have sufficient experience.

Fortunately, the central database within the Federation still retains the data from that year. Those combat units that are not afraid of illusions and mental corrosion and have high-speed reaction capabilities are the antidotes specifically targeted.

In a passage, the Phantom Eye species flashed and appeared again, as if its landing point had been anticipated. As soon as she came out, two silver cold blades rushed over and directly cut her enchanting butterfly wings. As if they were cut by sharp scissors, the two wings fell down. In addition to flying, such butterfly wings are also the source of the Phantom Eye species' ability to flash in space.

The pain stimulated the consciousness of this phantom-eyed creature. She looked at her enemy with cold eyes, and her eyes flashed with a kaleidoscope of light again, like a changing kaleidoscope.

Unfortunately, her opponent was a cold machine that was not susceptible to mental erosion. After cutting off her wings, it turned around again and rushed forward with a sharp blade.

The passage was filled with the sound of tiny but dense collisions. The two went back and forth for only a few seconds, but it was as if a great war had taken place. The silver metal armor on the woman's body was cut into many pieces, and the silver mechanical unit opposite her was not in a good situation either. Several limbs were severed, and its movements were no longer swift. The observation hole on its head was also cut into several pieces, exposing the electronic components inside.

The two sides fought again, and this time the silver mechanical combat unit was torn and destroyed, turning into wreckage with flickering sparks. After all, this Phantom Eye was a high-level elite of Sequence 7, and it was not something that a sixth-level combat unit could deal with alone. Its sacrifice also bought enough time. When this Phantom Eye was about to stop the bleeding and heal itself, pairs of blood-red eyes emerged from the darkness on both sides of the passage.

The sharp blades quickly swept across the ground. They rushed out from the shadows, revealing their silver metal structures. These gathered sixth-order combat units began to make the Phantom Eye feel tremendous pressure, especially after she lost the means to quickly flash and transfer.

The battle broke out again in this passage. One silver combat unit after another came forward, constantly oppressing the activity space of this phantom species. The high-voltage electric current flowing on their bodies was connected to each other, interfering with the activities of this phantom species through the electric current, and then using their sharp forefoots to cut and attack. Whenever they were attacked by the silver sword in the hands of the phantom species, complex circuit patterns flashed on the metal shell, instantly strengthening the structure and making the cutting of the sword blade difficult.

A fierce and brutal battle took place again in this narrow space, with the sound of silver sparks colliding and flashing continuously.

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A minute later, the bloody silver combat units left the passage and rushed to the next location. The passage behind them had become quiet at this moment, and only broken debris and corpses could be seen.

Similar battles took place in various places on the starships, but not every battle could cut off the strange spatial flashing ability of the Phantom Eye Species. Many Silver Knife Spiders' sieges failed to kill these invading enemies, and they moved and passed through more and more space, gradually approaching the 'holy object' placed in the core area inside the starship.

[Activate the Silabie defense system. The core area space will be cut off in 120 seconds]
White probes extended from the inner wall of the starship, and tiny high-energy halos began to condense on them. Once the countdown was over, these high-energy halos would spread out and connect with each other, blocking the space in the center of the starship and hindering the use of any space-based capabilities.

In the core hall guarding the holy relic, rows of small mechas are gathered and on high alert. There are suspended autonomous units everywhere, monitoring the surrounding environment.

(End of this chapter)