Chapter 465 – Wind Demon… Heaven and Earth Reversal

The morning sunlight filtered through the rising mist above the ancient forest, casting a hazy glow on the red rooftops.

In the distance, the mining machines had stopped, making the sounds of insects and birds particularly clear. The refreshing forest scent wafted with the breeze, and time seemed to slow to a crawl.

Yet this rare moment of serene beauty was lost on some.

A group of miners, led by Wolf, were all holed up in a small house not far from the red-roofed building.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet but tinged with tension.

Most of the miners had their eyes closed, trying to get some sleep, while two stood guard by the window.

Every so often, they would peer through the cracks of the small house’s window at the house with the red roof in the distance or continually check their personal terminal screens, as if monitoring and waiting for something.

Wolf sat at the only table in the small house, carefully polishing a firearm.

He wiped meticulously, not leaving a single speck of dust or dirt unchecked.

After one round of cleaning, he would apply a special maintenance oil before switching to the next weapon…

He had been repeating this procedure all night.

At a certain moment, everyone’s personal terminals in the small house suddenly began to emit a series of urgent “beep” sounds simultaneously.

In an instant, everyone in the room stood up.

Without a word, each person instinctively walked over to Wolf and picked up their energy weapons from the table, holding them in hand or tucking them into their waists.

Once each person had their weapon, Wolf picked up the last energy gun left on the table, sweeping his eyes over everyone in the room expressionlessly.

He then tapped a communication on his terminal and said, “The target is approaching. Are you ready?”

A lazy, gruff voice came through the terminal, sounding like it was stifling a yawn.

“Don’t worry; we’re more professional than you…”

A glint flickered in Wolf’s eyes, as if he wanted to confirm something once more. He asked, “What if that guy is beyond level 5?”

The terminal came alive with the sound of two people laughing heartily, their laughter unrestrained and particularly jarring in the quiet of the small house.

Amidst the laughter, Wolf and the other miners showed signs of embarrassment and annoyance but seemed somewhat resigned.

Finally, when the laughter subsided, the voice spoke again.

“Rest assured, since we’ve taken your money, we will solve your problem perfectly. Even if the opponent has experts beyond level 5, we have a way to deal with them…”

With that, the voice seemed uninterested in further conversation and abruptly cut off the communication.

Having received the assurance, Wolf’s expression relaxed slightly.

Putting down the terminal, Wolf gave a nod to the person beside him.

The others immediately filed out of the small house, their eyes all fixed on the sky.

Each of them was visibly tense.

Although they’d been in similar situations before, they had only targeted ordinary people posing as proxy mine owners.

This time was different. The target was the true mine owner’s son, a legitimate member of the nobility.

In Duoling, conspiring against nobility was a serious crime.

If traced back to them, not only would they suffer, but their families would also be implicated.

Therefore, today’s ambush had to succeed without fail.

If successful, they could pin all the blame on the demon grease pirate, eliminating their own culpability.

This was precisely why they had painstakingly gathered money to hire the infamous demon grease pirate.

Firstly, because the target’s identity was unique, and the protective strength accompanying him was beyond what ordinary people could handle, making it uncertain if they could succeed on their own.

Secondly, to clear themselves of suspicion.

After all, on Planet Lirva, space pirate raids and murders weren’t all that uncommon.

Under Wolf’s leadership, the group of miners stood in the shadow of the house, their gazes fixed intently on the sky.

Finally, after several tens of seconds, they spotted a familiar small aircraft leisurely approaching from the distance.

As the aircraft drew closer, someone in the group muttered under their breath.

“Actually, it would be quite perfect if we just fire a shot here, make it look like a spaceship accident afterwards. That way, we wouldn’t have to spend so much money…”

“Idiot!”

Wolf turned back to reprimand, “Do you think an aircraft is made of paper? You think you can just blast it down with a single shot? What if they take off in the spaceship and escape? Everyone would be doomed!”

The person scratched their head and awkwardly fell silent.

After scolding them, Wolf squinted, focusing intently on the incoming aircraft.

As the aircraft drew near and was about to land, his demeanor swiftly changed. Putting on a welcoming face, he eagerly approached to greet the aircraft.

“Hiss-“

The aircraft touched down, and the hatch opened.

Seeing two familiar figures emerge from the aircraft’s exit, Wolf felt half of his tension ease.

“Mine Owner!”

His eyes flickered, then he plastered on a smile, enthusiastically waving and running towards the two.

Wolf observed a well-dressed, handsome young man disembarking, seemingly surprised by Wolf’s warm reception.

However, the young man nodded slightly before walking in Wolf’s direction.

Fifty meters…

Thirty meters…

Twenty meters…

As Wolf calculated the distance between the young man, the aircraft, and himself, his heartbeat quickened.

Why haven’t they acted yet?!

Why haven’t they acted!

Hurry up and act!

As he was about to meet the young man face to face, Wolf was in a state of panic, even wondering if those demon grease pirates had deceived him.

Suddenly, at that moment.

Wolf noticed the expression on the bodyguard next to the young man change abruptly, as he shouted urgently, “Young Master, watch out!”

As the words fell, Wolf felt something zip right over his head.

A dazzling red light flashed before his eyes.

“Boom!”

A massive energy beam struck the young man and his companion with precision.

The explosive force hurled Wolf backward into the air from the sheer impact.

Wolf was flung more than ten meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.

Despite his disheveled appearance, he ignored the waves of pain coursing through his body and eagerly looked straight ahead.

Just as he hoped.

In the spot where the young man and his bodyguard had been standing, there was now a large crater.

Inside the crater stood a semi-transparent blue light shield.

Within the protective light shield was the young man, his face drained of color from the sudden attack, and beside him, a bodyguard with a grave expression.

Two massive, rugged-looking black Mechas stood on either side, pinning the pair in between. One hand of each Mecha held a large-caliber energy cannon, and the other gripped a weapon resembling a spiked club. On both Mechas, a striking red rouge sparrow emblem was prominently displayed.

“Why weren’t they blasted to pieces?!”

A tinge of disappointment flashed in Wolf’s mind.

He quickly composed himself and put on an expression of utter terror, shouting, “Space… pirates!”

…

“This guy… he really does act the part… haha…”

Inside the black Mecha, the Scarred Woman glanced at Wolf, who was doing an Oscar-worthy performance, and let out a couple of mocking laughs.

Her attention turned back to her targets, eyes locking onto the middle-aged man among the two, emanating faint waves of mental power.

“The intensity of this consciousness power…”

“He’s truly level 5…”

“No matter… as long as you can’t pilot your Mecha… being a level 5 pilot means nothing.”

A fierce glint flickered in the Scarred Woman’s eyes.

The next instant, she and the other Mecha simultaneously launched another attack.

Two hefty spiked clubs tore through the air with a low, piercing sound, striking the pale blue energy shield almost in unison.

The shield shuddered violently, its surface covered in numerous fine cracks.

Inside the shield, the noble young man’s body trembled.

He was clearly terrified, huddling like a quail and not daring to move.

The middle-aged bodyguard with level 5 mental power, standing beside him, quickly whispered a few words to the young man.

The young man initially shook his head in fear.

But as the next round of attacks was about to strike hard, the middle-aged man gave him a firm push from behind. With the energy shield protecting him, the young man shot through the undercarriage of one of the Mechas and dashed swiftly toward the nearby dense forest.

“Trying to escape?!”

Inside her Mecha, the Scarred Woman tapped on the communicator beside her and said, “Keep this guy busy. I’ll deal with the pretty boy first, then come back to help you.”

“Don’t take too long.”

“I know.”

A grim, cruel smile spread across the Scarred Woman’s face. She maneuvered her Mecha and began tailing the fleeing young man at a steady pace.

With one running and the other pursuing, they both soon entered the forest.

The convoluted forest terrain wasn’t exactly friendly to the bulky Mecha, but the Scarred Woman didn’t mind in the slightest.

She retracted the energy cannon in her right hand and gripped the spiked club with both hands, a cold weapon.

The black Mecha’s arms moved fluidly, swinging the massive spiked club wildly through the forest. Under its terrifying destructive power, one thick, towering ancient tree after another snapped like straw.

The Scarred Woman wasn’t in a hurry. Her mental power locked onto the fleeing young man as she leisurely toyed with him like a cat playing with a mouse.

She relished the feeling of toying with her prey, especially since he was a delicate-looking young noble with polished features.

“Don’t run, darling…

The more you run, the harder it is for me to resist…”

The Scarred Woman’s eyes were fixed on the young man’s panicked figure weaving through the forest. The thought of soon tormenting him to her heart’s content made her breath quicken with anticipation.

But just as her excitement was reaching its peak, the boy suddenly darted behind a massive tree that required several people to encircle, vanishing from her mental lock.

“What?!”

The Scarred Woman, in her heightened state, furrowed her brows and prepared to extend her mental probing range.

The young man’s figure reappeared-but it was slightly different from before.

From behind the colossal tree, a tall, slender metallic figure emerged silently.

It was a dark blue Mecha, standing quietly amidst the serene forest, with a beam of morning light cascading down upon its unadorned frame.

In that instant, it exuded an enigmatic and profound aura, akin to the beauty of an oil painting.

The Scarred Woman froze for a moment, her expression momentarily blank.

The next second…

A peculiar flush rose swiftly on both sides of her rough, unsightly cheeks, and she was almost too excited to contain herself.

“A Blue Falcon Type 4… and a pilot…”

“My dear, I didn’t expect you to be a Level 1 pilot!”

“How… how absolutely wonderful!”

“I will definitely, definitely treat you well!”

Her eyes gleamed with excitement, and the scars on her face seemed to come alive, writhing disgustingly like centipedes.

“Huff-huff-“

Her breathing became notably heavy. As her excitement reached its peak, she could no longer hold back.

With a manic cry, she controlled her Mecha, furiously swinging the spiked club, lunging at the dark blue Mecha ahead.

The rugged black Mecha leapt into the air, limbs spread wide, resembling a fierce and grim beast.

In comparison, the dark blue Mecha seemed dwarfed in both size and presence.

It appeared as if it were prey about to fall into the beast’s claws, paralyzed with fear, standing motionless.

“Ha-ha-“

The Scarred Woman’s mouth gaped open slightly, drool trickling from the corner as she envisioned the ecstasy of tearing through the steel exterior in mere moments.

But just as her spiked club was about to land on the dark blue Mecha’s head…

Suddenly…

She noticed the previously immobile dark blue Mecha lift its head and cast her a cold, piercing glance.

The gaze penetrated both Mechas’ protective shields, meeting the Scarred Woman’s eyes with precision.

The look held a chilling coldness, indifference, and a certain air of superiority…

In an instant, it felt as if she had been doused with ice-cold water, and her intense excitement abruptly dissipated entirely.

Before she could process the sudden, inexplicable emotion that overwhelmed her, her pupils constricted sharply.

She witnessed a sight that would be etched into her memory for a lifetime-

The slender, well-proportioned dark blue Mecha, which had been standing silently, suddenly sprang into action just as her spiked club was about to strike.

In an astonishing move, it extended its arms.

With an almost impossible finesse, those arms slipped through her offensive strike, landing deftly on each of her Mecha’s shoulders.

And then…

“Boom!”

The arms abruptly swelled, ballooning to massive proportions swiftly.

Living metal chunks shifted beneath the alloy arms like muscles, while deep black conduits surfaced densely like bulging veins.

The Scarred Woman’s mental power faltered under the shock.

She felt an overwhelming, almost insurmountable force bearing down from her Mecha’s shoulders.

Caught mid-air during her leap, her Mecha was forcibly slammed to the ground by this immense power.

“Boom!”

The terrifying impact shuddered through her, even shielded as she was by her Mecha and the special Modulation Liquid.

Yet, before she could recover from the shock of the impact, she found herself being lifted-her entire Mecha hoisted effortlessly.

As she was hurled skyward with the force of a cannonball, dazed, the Scarred Woman faintly heard a calm, cold voice pierce through the layers of barriers, whispering into her ear.

“Grandmaster divine elephant style…”

“Wind Demon… Heaven and Earth Reversal!”