"Hunter Ace! This is General Richter from Sector 1911A3's Deathcorp of Krieg-Major! We're being overrun! Requesting immediate backup! If we don't get help soon, we won't be able to hold out much longer!!"
Ace, who had just finished killing off the Heavenly Being Race cultivators with the help of Myr's Cultivation Temple, received the message from the slightly stressed General.
General Richter's Deathcorp of Krieg-Major is a group that's on par with any of Myr's main Temples.
Everyone in the Deathcorp came from inhospitable worlds within Nekopara, making them lethal threats in battle, as they needed their skills to simply survive.
A grim expression appeared on Ace's face.
Seeing Ace's expression, Temple Grandmaster Vulcanas lowered his voiced and asked, "Hunter Ace, do you still require our assistance?"
Ace nodded and replied, "I do indeed still need your help. General Richter and his Deathcorp are being overrun. We need to move out now before they're wiped out. Damn it, I wish Boss was here to lead us..."
Vulcanas was inwardly alarmed at Ace's words, as even he held General Richter above himself when it came to power and the ability to lead and command forces.
'If General Richter is having problems, then we're not going to be enough. I'll see if the other Temples have any soldiers to spare.
Still, with only 235,000 losses during this fight, I'd say we absolutely defeated those heretical cultivators.'
Vulvanas then sent a Voice Transmission to the other Temple Grandmasters, asking for immediate aid in regard to the Deathcorp of Krieg-Major, all of which sent a grand total of 40 million soldiers over to Temple Grandmaster Vulcanas.
Within seconds, 40 million soldiers, assassins, mech pilots, engineers, ect. all teleported in front of Ace and knelt.
The leader of the hastily assembled bunch, a slender woman who donned shrine maiden attire, an opaque, silky veil that was as thin as a cicada's wing, and wielded an impossible large war scythe, stood up to her full height and saluted with her war scythe.
"Hunter Ace, we've heard your request for help. I bring with me 40 million troops. Please let us know when to move out."
Ace nodded his head, and without missing a beat, replied, "Alright, I won't stand on ceremony then. Our mission is the complete eradication of the enemy from Sector 1911A3, including the surrounding territories, as they're quite special to Boss.
General Richter, the old stone wall, only managed to get out that they were using a combination of Aether, Qi, and Mana users, along with their leader, who can use Primordial Essence.
I'll fight their leader; all you folks need to do is buy me some time so I can kill the fucker.
I shouldn't have to say this, but I will anyway."
Ace's gaze turned from frosty, to absolute zero as he said, "All who invade Boss' realm will die. I want all of them dead and rotting by the time this is over. We'll make sure our very image will spread terror among their kind, so that no matter how many years they last, they'll always feel fear at the mere thought of us."
Everyone's eyes gleamed with cold glints yet burned with an infinite passion to defend Myr's realm until the very end.
Ace took a deep breath, then, using his skill [Command Howl], he shouted to the assembled Clockwork Soldiers, "FOR MYR!"
A planet-shaking collective shout rang out in response.
"""FOR THE ETERNAL GOD EMPRESS!"""
Ace snapped his fingers and instantly teleported the Clockwork Soldiers to General Richter's side, which was taking quite a beating.
A massive amount of Deathcorp bodies lay lifeless amidst a dwindling amount of their brethren who were still alive.
This ignited the fury all of the responding soldiers, which turned their already large flame of revenge into a raging inferno.
Ace, upon seeing the millions of Deathcorp bodies, or remains of them, felt an unholy inferno of rage ignite within him.
"Slaughter!"
Ace swiped his right pointer and middle finger across the space in front of him, and a bone-chilling light flashed from his fingertips.
*TSK TSK TSK*
Millions of platinum hued crescent shaped blades of light appeared out of nowhere and wreaked havoc amongst the Heavenly Being Race's fighters.
A total of 108 million blades appeared, and each took the lives of at least 3 Heavenly Being Race fighters.
Golden blood flowed like rivers, which in turn stained the ground a lustrous gold. Sorrowful cries, screams, and shouts of rage were instantly followed by the sounds of shredded flesh, broken bones, and bodies which fell down, lifeless.
This basically crippled the Heavenly Being Race's fighting capabilities, as over 400 million of their fighters were now dead.
This, however, came at a cost.
"Blugh!"
Ace coughed out a profuse amount of silvery-golden colored blood, and promptly dropped to one knee.
Without missing a beat, Ace roared out, "Don't falter because of me, purge those unholy heretics and cleanse the realm! KILL!"
Ace's words injected liquid caffeine into their already raging inferno of fury.
"""KILL!"""
General Richter thanked Myr in his heart when he saw the massive number of reinforcements appear, and even more so when he saw Ace kill off over 2/3 of the Heavenly Being Race's fighters.
Although he also saw Ace collapse to one knee, he knew damn well that a small issue like overdrawing his Essence Soul energy will be easily overcome by him, hence, he wasn't worried.
An Infantryman who wore a heavy combat uniform and a steampunk-ish gas mask, carried a satchel in one arm, and a bloody shovel with bits of flesh still stuck to it in another, ran up to General Richter.
The Infantryman let out some muffled laughter and handed the satchel to General Richter, and said in a muffled voice, "General Richter, that satchel contains photographs that were taken as soon as we could see again, since those blades were so bright. The front line sent them back and requested that we immediately recommend them for war photographs!"
General Richter let out a bellowing laugh, and with a glint in his eyes, took the satchel and transferred it to a processing center within Nekopara's underground facilities.
A quick motion was all it took for General Richter to re-attach his arm, which had been torn off several hours prior to when Ace arrived with reinforcements, and loaded his beloved firearm, an extremely modified Technocratic General Assault Tool Bolter that shot concentrated bullets of the Source of Molecular Acceleration instead of normal munitions, while giving the infantryman a wide grin.
"Time, we pay back our losses ten-fold on those filthy invaders. Soldier, let's kill to our hearts content!"
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'Hush, Midas, Crimson, on me! They're gearing up for another Mass Transmutation Wave!'
Chloe hurriedly used her telepathy to warn the 3 Hunters of the impending Cataclysm Class* ability that was about to be launched.
All 3 of them developed terrible expressions underneath their masks, as this was the 6th Cataclysm Class ability to be used by the Diving Being Race in a mere dozens of minutes.
The Heavenly Being Race outnumbered Chloe and the 3 Hunters 100,000 to 1, yet in those mere dozens of minutes, the 4 of them managed to easily wipe out over 120,000 fighters alone from accessing their practically endless reserves of Aether and unleashing near constant attacks and abilities at a rate that would kill most of the Heavenly Being Race fighters around them.
Despite the seemingly crushing momentum possessed by the 4 of them, the truth was far from such.
Hush was the first to use his [Perfect Self-Revival] skill, as he didn't retreat fast enough the first time the Heavenly Being Race used the Mass Transmutation Wave and got turned into nothing.
Midas and Crimson both used their [Perfect Self-Revival] skill when the Heavenly Being Race unleashed two Mass Transmutation Wave attacks at near instantaneous speeds, causing both of them to be turned into nothing as well.
Chloe fared much better than the Hunters, yet even she was struggling to hold back the 900 Peak Soul Tier 8 Aether fighters.
Although her physical injuries were practically nil, the stress that Chloe was under more than made up for the lack of physical injuries.
Chloe bit her lip and sighed in her head.
'I won't be able to hold my ground like this for more than 2 minutes at most. Come on Myr, please pull through for us.'
That single lapse in concentration was all it took for a Heavenly Being Race to launch a sneak attack and critically injure Chloe's soul.
Chloe spat out a mouthful of blood and looked terrible.
Another attack sent her flying into the Hunters, who caught her body as it flew towards them.
Seeing that Chloe was unconscious and her soul a hairs width away from shattering, Hush punctured her chest and crushed her heart, allowing her to use a forbidden skill that tore open the fabric of Nekopara and directly teleported Chloe to Nekopara's Royal Technocratic Hospital.
Hush's body crumbled to pieces, only to reform in a split second, although underneath her mask, Hush's face was pale, and a trickle of blood could be seen dripping down the side of her mouth and nose.
Midas and Crimson supported Hush, who wobbled a bit, as they stared at the Heavenly Being Race's Aether users.
Having made peace with themselves, each Hunter prepared to fight to the death, when they heard a soft feminine voice behind them.
"Sorry I'm late. You 3 take it easy, I've got it from here."
When they turned around, the Hunters were greeted by the sight of a beautiful Honey badger girl.
With a height of 166 centimeters, a lithe yet muscled figure, a healthy pair of C cups, and silky-smooth hair that went down to her hips, the Honey badger girl was a top-notch beauty in anyone's eyes.
The girl's eyes looked at the Heavenly Being Race Aether users with unbridled fury.
"Myr created this Eternal Decree for my sake. I'll be damned if I let you bring harm to her people. YOU ALL DIE HERE AND NOW!"
The Honey badger girl clasped her hands together into a praying position, raw Aether began to swirl around her body, forming a maelstrom.
This caused a massive void to appear within the eye of the maelstrom, and without a sound, the void crumbled to dust, bringing the Heavenly Being Race Aether users with it.
An eerie silence pervaded the battlefield, as the 3 Hunters weren't exactly sure who the newcomer was.
Before they could ask however, the Honey badger girl turned towards them and smiled.
"I'm sure you have lots of questions. Let's start from the beginning..."
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"Come on Empress, you have to keep taking big breaths. In, and out, in, and out."
A nurse's calm voice could be heard talking to none other than Myr, who was being a terrible patient by the way.
"Agh! This really, REALLY hurts! Nurse, hand me my watch damn it, fuck!"
The nurse, who was used to Myr's mouthiness at this point, calmly handed Myr her watch with a soft sigh.
Myr grabbed the watch and entered a code in with a thought, causing the watch to spit out a pill which she caught and quickly crunched down on.
Feeling her pain receptors go numb, Myr let out a sigh and focused on her breathing.
'This is far more uncomfortable than I had thought it was going to be. Maybe I'll wait a while before having another kid-'
Her thoughts were cut short by the searing pain felt within her.
Recognizing that the baby was coming, the Nurse instantly pressed a button on the side if the bed, and within seconds, a whole host of medical staff were there to help with the delivery.
The main doctor quickly made some orders and gently opened Myr's legs and applied some ointment in-between her legs.
Myr couldn't hear anything, as the pain slowly crept towards her opening, causing small tears of pain to drip down from her eyes.
Just then, the door to the room was flung open.
*BANG*
"Myr!"
Chloe's worried voice got through the haze of pain that Myr felt.
Chloe rushed to Myr's side and gently squeezed her hand.
"I'm so sorry I'm late. There's been a few complications, but everyone is handling everything for you. All you need to do is focus on pushing out our baby, okay?"
Myr nodded her head as a few more tears spilled out as she began to push as hard as she could once she felt the baby was close.
One finally push from Myr later, and the sound of a baby's soft cry could be heard.
"Waghhh waghhh waghhh!"
Though extremely light-headed, Myr waved her hand and instantly cleaned the scene, cleaned the baby, and cleaned herself, along with getting dressed.
The doctor wrapped the baby in some soft towels and blankets and looked at Myr with a smile as he gently handed Myr her child.
"Congratulations Empress, it's a boy!"
Myr quickly undid her top and pulled the side of the maternity bra she was wearing and held her child up to her breast.
Feeling the unique sensation of her child breastfeeding, Myr's face tensed slightly before relaxing.
Chloe leaned in and kissed Myr.
"What will we name him?"
Myr thought about it for a moment before she responded with a bright smile.
"Let's name him Leonidas. I have to say though, I never thought our son would be born with cat ears, a cat tail, and demon wings. Ahh, he's so handsome already!"
Chloe chuckled and laid down next to Myr.
"I guess a new chapter in our lives has started now~"