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Now, only one battlefield remained. "North…" Everyone's gaze turned to that position on the map. Two Doomsday Beasts, and the most berserk ones at that.

"I'll go myself," Orion was the first to speak.

"What?!" Bronya grew anxious. "You alone? Orion, those aren't Fragntum creatures, but two genuine Doomsday Beasts!"

"No!" Seele imdiately stepped forward. "I absolutely disagree!"

"Besides , who else—"

Before Orion could finish, the command center door was pushed open. "Did you forget about ?" an elegant voice sounded.

Everyone turned to see a vibrant red-haired woman leaning against the doorfra, holding a large suitcase, a confident smile on her lips.

"Eh? Big Sis Hiko?!" March 7th looked at her in surprise. "Why are you here?"

"At such a critical mont, how could I not co to help?" Hiko walked in.

"Where's Mr. Yang?" Stelle asked. (Note: Stelle often refers to Welt as 'Mr. Yang')

"The Express needs a helmsman," Hiko explained. "He's up there using the railgun to support Belobog, slowing down those Doomsday Beasts as much as possible."

"As expected of you two! So reliable!" March 7th exclaid.

"I can support one battlefield," Hiko said. "How do you plan to arrange it?"

"I'll go North," Stelle suddenly interjected. "Orion and I will go together. Big Sis Hiko, I'll leave the East to you."

The scene fell silent. Hiko glanced at a slightly blushing Stelle, then turned her gaze to Orion, her smile deepening. "Oh? This must be the Orion that Stelle talks about all the ti?"

"Big Sis Hiko!" Stelle's face instantly turned crimson.

March 7th imdiately leaned closer to Hiko. "He's handso, right? What do you think of this match?"

Hiko crossed her arms, seriously scrutinizing Orion. "Hmm, indeed, a talented and extraordinary individual… I approve."

Stelle had completely given up.

"Since that's the case," Cocolia quickly made a decision. "The Eastern Icefield will be handled by Hiko, March 7th, and Dan Heng. The Northern Dead Zone…" She looked at Orion and Stelle. "You must both return alive."

"Don't worry," Orion nodded, glancing at Stelle. "With her here, we'll be fine."

Stelle puffed out her chest. "Leave it to !"

"Ti is short. We depart in five minutes!"

Four teams set off in four different directions. Above Jarilo-VI, Asat Pramad looked down with interest. "Dividing forces? An interesting choice. However, in the face of absolute power disparity, courage is rely a poison that prolongs suffering."

On the way to the Northern Dead Zone, Orion broke the silence. "Why did you co with ?"

"…My intuition told I couldn't let you go alone," Stelle said without looking at him. "That's all."

Orion was silent for a mont, then softly said, "Thank you."

At this mont, the two Doomsday Beasts ahead roared and attacked!

Orion held his black sword. His [Lord Ravager] entry was already Gold-tier. Among Destruction Pathstriders, he was in the strongest tier. Dealing with Doomsday Beasts should not be a problem. I might as well use them for practice.

"Rember how to deal with them?" Orion asked Stelle.

"Of course," Stelle grinned. "Just beat them to death!"

"Then you go right, we'll each take one."

"Okay! Orion, want to see who can take them down faster?"

"Nah, I'm afraid you'll lose too badly."

Before his words faded, Orion's figure vanished, instantly traversing hundreds of ters to appear before the Doomsday Beast on the left. The black sword in his hand seed to swallow all light, condensing the purest concept of destruction.

No fancy techniques. Only absolute, unreasonable violence—one sword, struck down!

Chii—

Space seed to be sliced open by a sharp blade, a pitch-black fissure running across the Doomsday Beast's body. Its heavy armor, strong enough to withstand a starship's main cannon, was as fragile as paper, silently disintegrating! The Doomsday Beast let out a delayed roar of terror.

But Orion gave it no chance. The second sword, thrust out! The black sword tip precisely plunged into the frantically beating antimatter engine in its core.

Ti seed to stand still. There was no explosion, only a deathly silence. A black dot appeared in the center of the beast, rapidly expanding, pulling and devouring its flesh, armor, and energy.

Boom—!

With a muffled implosion, the Doomsday Beast completely disintegrated from within, turning into billions of dust particles. From start to finish, it took but an instant.

"Wh-what?!" Stelle, who was still contending with the other Doomsday Beast, was dumbfounded. She hadn't even swung her first bat, and Orion's side… was already over?

Orion looked at the remains, sowhat surprised himself. He hadn't expected them to be… this easy. Are the Doomsday Beasts too weak, or… am I too overpowered?

[Inorin Note:

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