Chapter 278 ·Turning Point (41)

Turning 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(41)

The generator and the floor armor plate protecting it were pierced together. I was in a hurry and used too much strength, so my spear, embedded in the floor, was still trembling.

Sparks from an energy backlash shot up where the spear had landed. It was nothing less than a sign that the generator had been destroyed.

In that instant, the mutants, having lost their generator, stood dazed for a moment before hastily snapping back to their senses. Judging by their collective fury, it seemed they knew something important had been destroyed by my spear.

「KyAAAAAAGH!」

As if the reaction was contagious, a chain of shrieks erupted among them, and I pulled the telekinesis rope attached to the spear's tip. The spear yanked out, flying toward me.

The shaft coiled into my hand with a flick. What I felt first was the heat the spear gave off. Even though it was made from sturdy material, excessive force led to this kind of heat generation.

Maybe because the force was fluid, it felt like things were clashing inside. The heat could have been caused by the resistance of the material as energy was transmitted.

There was a reason I used my fists rather than the spear against most enemies. Although the spear had powerful, single-hit damage, my fists—or rather, my body—offered greater overall durability and other advantages.

"If I just destroy one more, that'll be enough, right?"

- That's exactly it. The shielding generator's strength has weakened. It's not obvious yet, but the more generators you break, the clearer it'll become.

Roxy snickered. He continued.

- Seeing how your friend broke through, I think you could probably destroy up to three of them. If you can, try to do that—it'll help conserve energy.

"I can't make any promises. I'll focus on taking out the next one for now."

With my spear slung over my shoulder, I scanned the vicinity for the next closest generator. The ghouls that had been rushing me had already been handled by Nadia and Celestia, who had arrived before long.

They fell to the ground with wet splats, their bodies pierced here and there. A power loader thundered across the scene, halting only when it stopped before me.

- The nearest one is on the flank! I'll go take care of it!

In this context, "flank" referred not to the side of some structure but to the side of the flagship itself—a place with no footholds, where a misstep would mean tumbling down below. Naturally, there were also mutants down there. In fact, it was a thoroughfare, since the mound of containers in the lower sector beneath that area was their nest.

Nadia said she'd go in there alone and destroy the generator using the firepower of the grenade cannon. I knew both how skillful she was at piloting the power loader and how powerful the cannon's blasts could be.

If things unfolded as Nadia claimed, we'd finally be able to start receiving Roxy's support. But as Nadia prepared to rush off, I blocked her path.

"That place won't do. It's better if we target somewhere else together. Even if you have a booster backpack, it's not for flight."

- If I overheat it, I can levitate for a bit!

"That's exactly the problem—it can only do that. You know the mutants aren't the only dangers. The power that wrecked Griffin's main system hasn't even shown up yet."

We couldn't forget the persistence of the Wraiths and the presence of Cystus. When I said that, Nadia accepted it. The heat of battle that had risen to her head was gradually cooling down.

Nadia slapped her cheeks, apologizing for getting tunnel vision. Watching her, I reflected on myself as well. To be honest, the generator Nadia mentioned was one I'd been aiming for too.

But because she brought it up first, my thoughts cooled off instantly. If I'd spoken first, she would've probably talked me out of it instead.

"Realistically, the target behind the bridge is our best bet. The others either are hard to access or too deep inside. Getting in may not be a problem, but escaping will be—very much so."

Celestia had marked the generator near the giant propulsion section. Like the others, it was protected by thick armor but was, comparatively, the most accessible.

"We'll have to head to the bridge next, then."

"We might not even make it. This generator seems to be involved with the propulsion output. Of course, there's a separate engine section, so lowering the propulsion probably won't bring the flagship down immediately, but..."

"So if we destroy more, the chance increases?"

"That's correct."

"Let's move now."

I judged that Cystus wasn't just standing by, watching us. He'd declared he'd kill us horribly, so there's no way he'd just sit back while we plotted to wreck the flagship.

The current calm was a harbinger—a lull before the storm. The sense that he wasn't moving meant there was something else afoot.

Whatever it was, it would definitely not be good for us. Our objective was to deal as much damage to the flagship as possible before that happened.

While waiting for the shielding generator's strength to drop, Roxy was attacking the pureblood supremacist fleet that had followed the flagship. To conserve energy, it looked like he was smashing the apparent bridge at close range. There was a hazy glimpse of panicked pureblood supremacists making emergency escapes as explosions went off from the impacts.

I'd been worried about how to avoid the fleet's attacks if we moved further back, but thankfully, Roxy was handling it perfectly.

Aside from the endless stream of mutants, there was nothing else immediately blocking our way. We kicked off the floor without hesitation.

"Up there!"

As I shouted, I stretched my hand to Celestia. Rather than crossing via the ship's interior, we intended to walk along the exterior armor plating. A fierce wind lashed around us, but we could withstand it with resolve.

Even from the start, when we'd originally planned to head for the bridge, we'd decided to climb the outer wall. Who could predict what might have changed inside? Taking the interior route might've helped us avoid Wraith attacks, but the environment within would change as well, so we needed to stay wary. No matter how reckless we were, there were limits we wouldn't cross.

- I'll go ahead!

The power loader started climbing the exposed framework of the external wall, using the booster backpack and posture-thrusters in skillful leaps to vault up in an instant. Scaling the wall looked remarkably natural.

I followed with Celestia in my arms.

"Hold on tight."

"Y-yes...!"

As Celestia gripped me even tighter, I pictured myself hooking a ring of telekinesis onto a high point and pulling myself up.

Psychokinesis, my supernatural power, was an invisible force. But it certainly existed, and giving it structure helped a lot in using it.

In the blink of an eye, my perspective shifted. I already knew we were high above the ground, but now, without a deck below my feet, the view opened up wide on either side.

At the edge of my sight was the undulating shielding generator, signaling its presence, the showers of sparks as Roxy sank enemy ships, and the endless, sprawling snowfields.

Pierced by the light from artificial lamps, those snowfields felt so vast that for a brief moment, I forgot the howls of mutants. It was only a fleeting moment, but time seemed to stand still.

It didn't last long. As gravity started hauling us back down, I snapped to my senses. In the middle of all-out war, I didn't have the luxury to get lost in thought. There'd be time for that after surviving.

I quickly gauged how far my current momentum could take me. The flagship was enormous—one leap was not enough to reach our next objective.

The Beta Series couldn't follow us over, so they remained on deck to draw attention. Some might come after us, but with them dispersed, the pressure would be lessened.

'As expected, the Wraiths are waiting.'

Wraiths, flickering as they moved, were waiting at our anticipated landing point. They were less concentrated than before.

No, to be exact, they were more thinly spread. The numbers hadn't decreased, but after being obliterated by Nadia's cannon before, they seemed intent on keeping their distance. The cordon had thinned, but other mutants filled the gaps.

'Guess they do value their lives, huh?'

With that thought, I activated my high-speed movement using the telekinesis rope. My body sliced through the air. If I hadn't had a repulsion field, the wind would've been so fierce I couldn't have opened my eyes.

As I closed in on the target area Nadia had cleared, I sensed something strange from the bridge I had just passed.

"......!"

Though the bridge was above me rather than beside me, I felt it: a twisting, pulsating presence that came not through my five senses but through some other perception.

I could tell—it was Cystus. The instant I became aware of his presence, things that had been vague rapidly inflated, announcing themselves.

Even as we moved quickly, Celestia must have sensed it too; I saw her gaze shift. It didn't take long for her blue eyes to widen in shock.

It was no wonder. Black sparks crackled around the bridge, then rapidly spread in all directions. The force, emanated in a wave-like form, was the very same that had brought down Griffin's main system.

It wasn't affecting us yet, but it was impossible to say what might happen next. So I shouted out immediately.

"Nadia! Destroy the generator now! Don't save any ammo!"

- Got it!

The power loader used its booster backpack to increase air time. Thinking of shoving the machine, I thrust out my hand. Once the added heft cut the air, we managed to go further than we normally could.

The power loader gave me a thumbs-up, then its gun barrels lined up at the visible target. Though it was a recoil-operated mount, quite a bit of kickback remained, so planting the frame into the floor improved accuracy.

But Nadia, even floating in midair, chose to risk it and aim from there. The generator itself was located beneath armor, not exposed. Naturally, the firing angle was critical.

You had to attack from above to destroy it. Firing from below was harder, while attacking from above offered better leverage. It was a smart tactic—as long as you could handle the recoil.

I didn't stop Nadia. Her actions meant she'd already run the calculations in her head.

'Still, I can give her some help.'

As I landed, I set Celestia down and summoned my power. I gathered the smoke expelled by damaged equipment, no—captured it.

I used telekinesis to compress it, so it wouldn't dissipate, applying pressure in the process. It was invisible but certainly present, so it definitely had an effect. Right now, I was trapping the gray smoke so Nadia could see the exact spot.

"Nadia, step on it!"

- A foothold...! Perfect! I was just wishing for one!

The power loader, having sliced apart a flying Wraith with its high-frequency blade, stomped on the telekinetic platform. All that weight bore down on me.

My focus nearly slipped, but I endured. It wasn't like I had to hold on for long—just a brief moment. If I couldn't withstand even that, I had no business trying to help.

Soon, the stabilized power loader fired its twin shoulder-mounted grenade cannons. THOOM! The muzzles spewed flame. The platform shattered from the impact.

A heavy shell struck where the generator was with lightning speed. An immense explosion swept the top of the flagship.

Was it just my imagination? The cannon seemed to be shooting even stronger firepower than Kyle had estimated. Maybe I missed it at first, but now I could feel the difference. I couldn't figure out why, and there was no time anyway.

Black smoke tinged with blue sparks rose, shaped like a cloud. A backdraft briefly dispersed the smoke, revealing a crater in the stern of the flagship.

The armor was gone and the mangled generator and its intricate parts glowed red as they melted in real time.

As more black smoke billowed up and the second generator was destroyed, the shielding generator's fluctuations increased noticeably—a sign its sustainability was weakening.

- Oh, wow! That's my friends for you! Super fast! It's getting serious, so I can't wait any longer!

The Orca, having finished off the last pureblood supremacist battleship, sped toward the flagship. It plunged its hands into the shielding generator and immediately pried open a gap.

As the gap widened, the section of shield in contact with the Orca made a cracking sound as it tore.

- Here's Roxy!

Roxy stuck his face through the shattered shield, cackling. Before we could even say anything, he finished breaking the shield and slipped inside.

The first thing Roxy did after breaking through was simple. He headed straight for the propulsion section and proceeded to destroy all the facilities maintaining the flagship's altitude.

KWA-AAAAANG!

It was efficient, all right. With one sweep of the Reef Rifle, every spot the beam touched exploded. The propulsion segment rapidly destabilized and, in the end, lost integrity and blew up.

KWA-KWAKWAKWAANG—!

With a deafening roar, the flagship tilted. At first, the difference was subtle—enough to pass for an illusion—but with each breath, the tilt grew steeper.

Mutants were already starting to slide. Those trying to balance themselves quickly stumbled, clutching at the floor, but soon slid off and tumbled outside.

This was because the external armor, which was interlocked, had deformed. The flagship was rapidly losing structural stability. It wasn't just that we'd destroyed the generators, or that Roxy had smashed the propulsion—it wasn't the entire reason.

I guessed that the shock that had accumulated since the forced transition through Archive's energy field had all burst at once. And now the energy being sucked into the bridge was probably making things worse.

After just a few breaths, the ship was so slanted that the floor became a wall, forcing us to hang on.

"Uh... Hyun-woo, shouldn't we get out of here?!"

As I nodded in agreement and was about to say something, the damaged propulsion suddenly surged in output. It was abnormal—enough to make anyone wonder if it was really possible. A streak of violet light trailed far, very far, from the stern.

- Hyun-woo!

The power loader, with cannons folded back for speed, raced towards me. While Nadia grabbed Celestia and me, I kept my eyes on the bridge.

It made no sense for the destroyed propulsion systems to suddenly come back to life. I suspected something was interfering with the flagship's propulsion, and I was right.

Black sparks radiating from the flagship's bridge were forcibly activating the propulsion. It ignored the fact that the system, now destroyed, shouldn't be able to function.

The flagship was no longer falling. If losing power and control meant crashing, that had been the case.

But the flagship's power revived. Still, it didn't maintain altitude. Obviously, because it was plunging straight down toward the surface.

The speed was so great, the once-distant ground loomed up closer every time I blinked. Albatross, certain of the flagship's demise, hurriedly approached and fired its towing cables.

Since Roxy had destroyed the remaining generators, the shield didn't regenerate, letting the anchors latch onto the ship properly.

But that was all. The size difference between a carrier-class and a battleship was impossible to ignore. And since the flagship wasn't just falling but actively accelerating, Albatross's towing mechanism couldn't withstand the load and instantly broke apart.

The ripped-apart device whipped around like a lash, its wire smashing down onto the flagship's deck. Mutants and Beta Series caught in the strike literally burst apart.

"Goddamn—!"

- Friends, jump! I'll catch you somehow!

Roxy rushed over, hand outstretched. Knowing full well we wouldn't survive the crash if we stayed on, we didn't hesitate to dash forward and leap out.

Or, we would have. That is, if black sparks hadn't erupted across the flagship, clutching at our ankles.

I could sense the thick malice in those black hands, grabbing our feet to keep us from escaping. Celestia and Nadia's faces turned pale with dismay.

Pulling strength from deep within, I managed to dispel those grotesque hands, but the brief delay had cost us. The ground, already close, now filled our view so completely it seemed directly ahead.

- It's okay! It's not too late yet!

Orca, matching the flagship's accelerating fall, extended its hand again. Like Roxy refusing to give up on us, we weren't about to give up on ourselves.

Answering that call, we barely made it into Orca's grasp just before the flagship hit the ground. Nadia's power loader dangled from the other hand. Thankfully, Orca was larger than the power loader—if not, we'd have dragged it down under our own weight.

- Hnggh...!

Every available thruster fired in reverse to slow our fall. The pressure of defying gravity crushed my whole body. Even so, the momentum of the plunge hardly seemed checked.

The force of the flagship impacting the ground swept over us at that very moment.

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