In the Laboratory

Although the Moda People excelled in technology and support weapons, their Mental Power levels were far too weak.

Once those creatures found their planet, there was no need to imagine the Moda People's fate given the creatures' strength.

Asik left in an extremely heavy mood. A Xian watched his retreating figure, desolate and steeped in sorrow.

No one felt good.

Anvile and the Moda People were probably the races that most hoped for peace in the Alliance and an end to all wars.

Xi Xiu and Xie Qingzhu led the soldiers back to camp to rest. Once there, Xi Xiu went to see the soldiers whose Mental Power had been controlled.

They lay asleep, their expressions no different from usual. Once the Moda People found a way to break the control, the soldiers would likely need a long period of psychological counseling after waking.

The Moda People, on the other hand, had not suffered this problem. Their soldiers had all been wounded by the Tentacled Creatures and died of severe injuries.

Before dying, they had used their last scraps of strength to leave the battlefield, all to keep those creatures from swallowing their brains.

Their final efforts had not been in vain.

The Moda People had not perished alongside the creatures. Instead, they had flown into the air and, with their final shred of reason, detonated their mechs.

They had blown themselves into dust.

Sida gave Xi Xiu a brief account of the soldiers' condition. Unlike the people controlled by Aifolan, these soldiers had had their Mental Power positions invaded by the enemy. How to catch and extract that sly thread of Mental Power was a difficult problem.

A Xian found Xi Xiu in the tent of the sleeping soldiers and checked the soldiers' physical data reports with her.