Inside the Flesh Ark Lynn controlled, violent waves immediately arrived from the Scarlet Star, ordering it to return to the battlefield and continue fighting.
Lynn immediately traced the message to a set of coordinates inside the Scarlet Star.
Quietly noting those coordinates, Lynn severed all the Ark's connections to the outside world and quickly steered it into the Nether Sea's raging storms of matter. In less than a few minutes, he had stolen the entire Ark into his Strange Otherworld using the same method.
"Hey! Hey! Respond, Number 4 Ark! What happened?! Report immediately!"
The Scarlet Star kept calling urgently.
But it did fuck all. The Ark's signal soon vanished completely.
"There's someone else on the battlefield besides that woman!"
Inside the Scarlet Star.
Within the enormous information transmission apparatus, one blood-robed figure after another immediately realized what had happened.
Meanwhile, Lynn had already snuck back onto the battlefield again. One and a half Flesh Arks had made for a substantial haul. He still avoided engaging directly. While Aivier rampaged through the enemy ranks, he once again turned his attention to the various constructs and facilities belonging to the Polluter army in low orbit.
There was no doubt.
These things would be crucial when he led his forces against the Polluters in the future.
He could analyze the various constructs of the Polluter army through them and devise appropriate countermeasures for his future deployments.
It was almost an utterly one-sided slaughter.
The overwhelming swarms of Polluters could not exploit their numerical advantage. Against Aivier's absolute strength, no number of Polluters would make a difference.
She charged into their midst.
She moved like lightning, her gaze cold and sharp. Every time she drew her sword and slashed, thousands upon thousands of Polluters died beneath its light.
The Scarlet Star's constructs tried