He recognized who this damned person in front of him was—the Stellaron Hunter Sam, who had been targeting the Desire Grand Prix all along.
But no one had expected that this Stellaron Hunter's true appearance was actually that of a woman.
Yet he did not care about any of that. All he cared about were his precious treasures, the treasures he had painstakingly cultivated, which were now all about to be destroyed by her hands.
But there was nothing he could do. He could only watch helplessly as it all happened.
Watch as his children's corpses piled up into mountains.
No, no!
He still had one last trump card. The Jamato originally meant to serve as the final boss—though he was deeply reluctant... the deaths of these children had happened to provide it with nourishment, allowing it to grow rapidly.
"Stellaron Hunter Sam, I will not let you get away with this."
"Grow quickly, my child... Once you have grown, devour that Stellaron Hunter for me."
"Show these people who the real winner is."
Archimedel communicated with that Jamato, making it accelerate its absorption of the other Jamato's nourishment.
"..."
[Thruster System!]
Sam charged into the mass of Jamato, unleashing indiscriminate destruction.
With every strike, she bestowed upon them the equal gift of death.
Compared to the previous Jamato, the ones here had undoubtedly grown much stronger, but they still posed no real pressure.
At this moment, Sam was like someone playing a real-life Dynasty Warriors, picking the strongest character and mowing down the rank-and-file enemies without restraint.
Every attack wiped out large numbers of Jamato.
She did not even need to activate Secondary Combustion. Her most basic state was already more than enough.
Then, in less than half a minute, Sam had slaughtered every Jamato before her. For a