The azure battle armor had a streamlined shell, and its propulsion speed was already nearing the speed of sound. Its roar was deafening... making the tranquil night anything but peaceful.
Lord Caron had no intention of looking back. The feeling that his heart was being tightly squeezed and could be crushed at any moment filled him with such a sense of danger that his body continued to grow cold, even under the armor's constant-temperature system.
How was he supposed to report to Justin... report to the Commander-in-Chief that this operation had failed?
Tell them, "The operation failed. The battle armor corps we spent decades developing just put on a grand fireworks show for the enemy."
Then proudly add, "Yes, I'm the only one who escaped. Ha ha!"
Could that woman also be a Descending Angel of the Holy Church?
But Lord Caron quickly rejected the idea... The Black Order possessed special means of detecting Holy Power. The woman who had annihilated the corps clearly did not possess any Holy Power.
"Lord Caron, this is the control room. I'm Justin. Report your current status... Why has the signal from the New Human Independent Combat Division almost completely disappeared?"
At that moment, Captain Justin's voice came through from the submarine's control room.
"I..." Lord Caron opened his mouth, but the words that were about to burst from his throat seemed to be blocked by something... He stared blankly at the internal display inside his helmet. Nothing was pursuing him from behind.
"Lord Caron, report your current status! I'll repeat myself: report the status of your mother immediately!"
"The New Human Independent Combat Division has been wiped out..." Lord Caron finally gritted his teeth, his voice bitter. "We found Lamias, but at the same time encountered a terrifying woman... She was the one