2471 - The Truce!
"...You are mine."
"....?" Marlik furrowed his brow slightly, "I've never felt such an insult before."
"But it's settled." Then he raised his hand, preparing to give the order to attack, "Hedrick will come out after I've mutilated your corpse a bit."
"Although I'd love to start the fight as well, but wait a moment." Renara pointed toward the followers of the Council of Thrones, "And ask them why more blood wasn't shed between us during the past three years."
"...?" Keeping his hand raised, Marlik looked to the side, "Is there a reason other than that you're eunuchs with no use?"
"....!!" The Head of the Council of Thrones delegation gritted his teeth audibly, and the veins in his eyes began turning red from the intensity of his rage.
He had wished the fight would begin without him needing to say that information; he wanted to see Marlik humiliated by Renara after they had tested her power more than once... but it was the Cursed one who opened the subject!
"Hooo..." That man took a deep breath to calm himself, then spoke in a voice audible to the Law Dominators, "There is an agreement to de-escalate the situation between Lord Helmor the Destroyer and Lord Robin, the agreement's duration is 10 years."
Then he continued, "The agreement does not include withdrawal from any sector or a complete truce, but both sides must restrain themselves, refrain from major movements, and reduce fatalities… The agreement also includes giving Lord Robin time to think. I don't know exactly what he is thinking, but these are the instructions."
"What?!" Marlik raised his voice, "When did this nonsense happen, and why must we abide by what Helmor agreed to?!"
"It happened a few days after you crossed the buffer zone." The Council Representative continued with an expressionless face, "And you will abide by it because the Tyrant Galaxy and the Council of Thrones agreed, and we are confident that His Excellency the Archon will also agree, but we were unable to reach him, so you are the only one who can reach him."
"Tsk…" Marlik looked back toward Renara, "Your master wants to think, huh? Thinking about whether he is ready to lick His Excellency the Archon's shoe for ten years… That is a long time, don't you think?"
"My Lord, Lord Robin is likely thinking about whether he should kill you or involve you in something bigger than yourselves." The killing intent in Renara's eyes doubled, "I don't know exactly what he is planning… but I am committed to what was agreed upon."
"Hmm..." Marlik lowered his hand very slowly, "Commitment is a duty as long as the elders have agreed." Then Marlik's gaze turned to pure rage.
In this moment, he could see the sole of Robin's foot, covered in mud and beast dung, descending upon his face.
He saw it every day, every hour, every moment.
"...But my elder did not agree." Marlik lowered his hand forcefully, "Kill them!!"
Da- daaaam
The Syndicate Law Dominators moved, all rushing forward randomly.
"Hmph!!" Kiryān, Zavarus, Grafour, and Arkail all raised their weapons, advancing with their subordinates in clear formations.
Formations among themselves, and one large formation uniting the four together.
Behind them, Kaylis deployed her subordinates behind the four formations as direct support; whoever wanted morale, healing, momentum, and clarity during battle would receive certain secondary purity laws, and whoever retreated and wanted direct help would be supported by the wild purification laws.
Behind them, Glacion and the rest advanced, every ten of them in a team. Their role was to circle around the enemy ranks, strike them from behind, and open chokepoints so as not to allow their numerous enemies to impose a siege upon them.
Of course, this was all by the scale of Law Dominator battles...
That
narrow formation
The distance between Zavarus's sons quickly extended until the space between the first and the last of them equaled an entire solar system, and between each member of the support squads and the next was a distance equal to that between a planet and its moons.
Swiftly, an expansive explosion occurred in the battlefield, and the Law Dominators nearly vanished from the scene; nothing could be heard anymore except the sounds of colossal strikes carried by Energy, or the feel of their waves as they struck space.
Then the Nexus States and the World Calamities surged forward in a similar scene; like ants and bees, the quiet place transformed into what resembled the term organized chaos.
Bam
Bam
Bam
The cannons of hundreds of thousands of warships launched from behind Marlik all at once, turning the dark sky into a waterfall of light.
Firepower capable of erasing hundreds of planets and everything upon them.
The World Calamities and the Nexus States from both sides began rapidly evacuating the area so as not to fall prey to friendly fire, spreading at terrifying speeds in every direction, trying to avoid the cannons' fire on one side, and avoiding the indirect strikes of the Guardians on the other.
So the ships remained facing one another.
Zoo
Zoo
The Note-4 war vehicles began firing things resembling laser beams from extremely small cannons on the vehicles' sides—intense, rapid red strikes targeting the center of the incoming shells heading toward them, destroying them from within. And that destruction afflicting a shell in turn destroyed another shell beside it, and so on~
Amid that chain of destruction, after the remaining enemy shells drew much closer, the main cannons began firing.
Booooooooooom
Shots of fire, lightning, frost, corrosive clouds, and even gravitational and temporal spheres.
3,000 Note-4 Fleets unleashed their full firepower at the same instant.
Doooooom
The remnants of the first attack wave were scattered in a monstrous explosion, followed by a radiance as if a sun had been born between the two armies, and the attack wave of the three thousand Note Fleets was nullified as well.
On the other side, there were more than 45,000 fleets who did not know how or why their attack had been nullified by only 3,000 fleets, and terror began flowing into their chests… until they noticed something.
Woosh
From amid the scorching brightness, shells appeared heading toward them.
The twenty thousand fleets behind Note-4 did not stand idle; they threw everything they had into a second round, only a few seconds late to the engagement, and that delay allowed the shells to evade the wave of destruction and continue on their path!
"Scatter!!"
All the Admirals shouted simultaneously.
The 45,000 Fleets scattered, each taking a different path for fear of the incoming wave that had not been accounted for.
Then the Note Fleets and the support fleets behind them split into small squadrons, and began an epic chase on a vast scale… so vast that they began disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
Silence~
Beside the Buffer Zone… calm returned to the place.
The place was not devoid of enemies, but silence prevailed… a very heavy silence.
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