The Six Women's Ferocity

Crimson Energy Beams tore through the vacuum, exploding into dazzling sparks against the shattered metal bulkheads.

Yan Ruyu balanced on the tip of a floating meteor fragment. Her longsword hummed as it swept aside three particle beams, and with a twist of her wrist, the long whip at her waist suddenly sprang out, coiling around the necks of two space pirates like a poised viper.

With a tearing hiss, the electric arcs erupting from the energy whip instantly ripped apart their protective suits.

Using the momentum to spin, she drove her longsword through the third man's heart. Her movements flowed like drifting clouds and running water, and her fluttering skirts had already been stained dark purple with blood.

"Elf's Wrath!"

Ailaria's silver hair streamed through the turbulent energy currents as her slender fingers traced ancient runes through the air.

In an instant, dozens of emerald-glimmering vines burst forth—these vines actually grew wildly in the weightless vacuum, their tips blossoming with leaves as sharp as blades.

She lightly tapped the vine nodes with her toes, weaving through them like a butterfly. Whenever the leaves skimmed past a pirate's energy blade, green and crimson sparks burst forth.

One pirate had just pulled the trigger of his particle gun when a vine burrowed out from beneath his armpit. Its barbed tendrils instantly crushed his bones.

When Ailaria glanced back, the power of nature dancing in her pupils caused every Energy Weapon within ten meters to fall silent.

Sangqila hovered at the center of the battlefield, her ice-blue hair blending seamlessly with the frost condensed around her.

She raised a hand toward the three charging pirates. The frigid air pouring from her palm froze into spiderweb cracks the instant it touched their Energy Shields.

"Crack!"

The leading pirate's entire arm, along with his energy