Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1279 - 14: Punisher, the Fourth Gatepost!

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The sound was like a death-knell note, jolting the tall, skinny man awake.

He knew that if he didn't answer, then even if he escaped to the ends of the earth, he would still be doomed.

Pearl-sized beads of sweat rolled down his forehead as he gulped to moisten his dry throat and connected to the Sky Communication.

"Asmode's signal has disappeared."

A cold voice came through, and the tall, skinny man's voice was incredibly stilted, "...Lord Samikina."

The fourth Gatepost of Solomon, one of the true Governors of this massive force, responsible for overseeing Solomon's terrifying punishments!

It was said that up until now, no one had seen the true face of the fourth Gatepost Knight—Punisher Samikina, or perhaps anyone who had the fortune to meet him hadn't even left a trace of bone fragments.

It was rumored within Solomon that as long as he found you, big trouble would surely come knocking.

Now, it was his turn.

The tall, skinny man felt his heart almost leap out from his throat.

But the immense pressure from that icy language left him with no room for delay.

He wanted to live, he really wanted to live.

That's it!

Anyhow, since Lord Asmode was dead, he just had to shift the blame onto Lord's unilateral actions, and then all responsibility would be beyond proof.

A glimmer of joy from survival flashed through the tall, skinny man's eyes.

He really was quite quick-witted.

So, his throat trembled at this moment, howling out with extreme fear and a sobbing tone, "Lord Asmode, he… he… died in battle."

One second, two seconds…

Three continuous seconds, and no voice came from the other side.

"Detail the course of events." The icy voice offered no chance for negotiation.

So the tall, skinny man hurriedly recounted the language he had just organized in his mind, with the fastest speed, of course with that miserable tone.

"…Evil Wing was taken away by the other party?"

"Asmode is dead."

Plain words came through, although the tall, skinny man couldn't see the other, he vigorously nodded, completely immersed in the emotions he created.

"Very well, then why are you still alive?" Samikina's voice was as cold as the frigid ice of Meteor's dark side.

"My lord… we didn't dare intercept Lord Asmode." The tall, skinny man said with a sobbing tone.

"Before Asmode's biosignal disappeared, you had a talk with him. Moreover, now you're within five kilometers of the death spot."

"Having pinpointed your location, apologies for allowing you to live one more minute."

Samikina's voice was chilling, devoid of any emotional color from start to finish.

As cold as a robot.

The Sky Communication was disconnected.

The tall, skinny man had terror in his eyes, releasing a piercing long howl—

"No!"

In the sky, a missile about five meters long pierced the sky at a horrifying speed exceeding Mach 20, straight into the town.

The sleek missile instantly plunged into the ground.

Time froze for a moment.

Expressions of all the fleeing crowd solidified on their faces.

Their looks varied, some even unaware of what had happened at this moment.

Boom!

The ultra-strong shock wave instantly spread out from where the missile landed.

The entire town erupted from the surface in a devastating explosion and became part of a mushroom cloud amid rolling thick smoke.

The thirty thousand people in this town were completely obliterated by this single Red Bamboo Snake Missile fired from space by Solomon.

This was merely a light expression of Solomon's wrath.

In the distant space on the other side, within a white crystal chamber at the crater.

A figure wearing a white bone mask stood silently, gazing down ten meters beneath the foot, at the boiling magma.

"Asmode, Evil Wing..."

"The first clue in the search for ancient presence has been cut."

"Ghost God Asura, I originally didn't want to be your enemy."

…

"Lord Samikina."

A graceful silhouette in a sensuous stride approached, although metallic armor plates concealed her face, those cold-star-like eyes and fair neck skin inevitably evoked reveries about this bombshell of a figure.

At this moment, she was standing behind the white bone-masked man, her voice husky and alluring.

"Ye Mei, you were the instructor in the Empire's Hawk Eye organization, entrusting you with this matter is most reassuring." Samikina, with hands behind his back turned, could only see those cold, pitiless eyes on the white bone mask.

Actually without pupils…

But evidently imparting chill severity in their gaze.

"My lord, what matter?" Ye Mei's voice was respectful, without any peculiar hint or statement.

"The mechanical master of Demon God Asura."

"My lord, do you want me to deal with him?" That husky alluring voice expressed slight astonishment at this moment, yet without any particular sway.

"Hmm, extraordinary people need extraordinary measures, I grant you an eighty percent authorization."

"…Yes, my lord."

The masked woman named Ye Mei, her pupils turned vertical like those of a cat, giving off an unspeakable exotic charm with merely a pair of eyes.

The chilly aura within the white crystal chamber returned to silence once more.

The fourth Gatepost Knight Samikina transformed back into the sculpture staring at the scene beneath once more.

As if nothing had occurred.

But at this moment, the storm beneath Solomon's undercurrents silently surged.

…

…

"Missile?"

"The town just now has been destroyed."

When the 'cargo ship' exited the atmosphere, Black faithfully fed back the scene on the ground to Mu Fan.

The entire town turned to ashes, the devastation by the brutal shockwave etched into view, Mu Fan's brow twitched slightly.

"Not us, after all?"

"After database inference, it's likely Solomon eliminated this area completely to conceal something they didn't want disclosed. The missile launch source location has been locked onto, it's a small fleet of seven interstellar cruisers."

Across the light screen, seven heavily armored, muzzle ferocious ships vividly emerged.

On the Star Map coordinates, their position was surprisingly close to this armored ship, merely two thousand kilometers in space, just a mere instant away.

Moreover, their muzzles now appeared with energy reaction gleam once again.

"Such warships… such domineering method… really Solomon indeed."

Mu Fan sneered coldly.

At this time, the [Evil Wing] seemed to have heard Mu Fan's self-talk, lantern-like gigantic eyes gaze past glass when seeing those battleships, and immediately called out.

"Evil Wing says those are Solomon's escort fleet specifically for treasure hunting, the firepower is quite feral."

Black honestly translated, obviously the precision and speed of translation, greatly surpassing the already deceased Asmode.

If Asmode had any awareness underground, he might die from rage once more.

"What of the Shadow Fleet? Clear all existing Solomon fleets near the ruins Jump Point, seal the ruins Jump Point, we need to go in next."

"Received."

Black's voice carried excitement.

It, the great Deputy Commander Alpha, could fire again.

Thus, amid the stunned round-eyed horror of that dumb dragon, in an instant a barrage of Light Arrows filled the entire vision.

The Firmament Arrow Formation that once shook a planet, appeared once more!