"Arrghhh!! Get the fuck away!!"
BAMMM!!!
Thrax's figure streaked across the area as he charged towards a group of chanical soldiers, deflecting the blast their rifles shot as he swung the golden spear in his hand, slicing through the tal and brokes the machines apart.
After thrashing the chanical soldiers confronting him into smithereens, the Thracian gave his spear another spin as he loudly roared.
"Who's next?!!"
Seeing their proud, powerful machine destroyed as if they were nothing but toys, the other dozen human soldiers seed to have lost all their courage as none of them dared to approach where Thrax was.
However, this did not stop them from firing their [Solar Rifle] from a distance.
Avoiding the rain of blasts fired in his direction, Thrax frowned and let out a shout.
"Cowards!! Co here, all of you! Fight face to face if you are a man!!"
Unfortunately for the Thracian, the provocation was in vain as the barrage of shots continued.
It was not an easy thing for Thrax to deflect and dodge the bombardnt of energy blasts thrown towards him.
The statent was evidenced by the sight of several black patches on the Thracian's body. Even though he had managed not to take a direct hit from the blasts, the scorching heat they emanated as they flew past still burned his skin and lted a bit of his flesh.
Fortunately, with Thrax's [9 Sun Divine Technique], it took him just a few seconds of regulating his breathing technique for the technique to kick in, causing the wounds to start healing and his stamina to be replenished.
Repelling another wave of energy blasts, Thrax looked towards the other figure nearby and said,
"How much longer, old man?!!"
"J-just give one more minute!"
The person Thrax had just shouted at was none other than Shane Quartermain. The forr marshal was here because of his experience of being stationed at the Nexus Space Station in charge of its security.
Upon learning of the fact that Nexus faction itself was responsible for the breeding of orcs and subsequently the orc raids on the native settlents, the old man agreed to help the envoys escape from the space station.
"It's open!"
A mont later, the sound of a tal door opening sounded in the air, attracting Thrax's attention. Turning his head to the source, he saw a group of a dozen soldiers, half of them were saint-level fighters and all ready to fight.
Pointing the tip of the spear at the new arrivals, Thrax loudly declared. "Drop your weapon or taste my steel!!"
It seed that these soldiers didn't know the fate of those on the receiving end of the Thracian's spear as they brandished their weapons without saying anything, clearly intending on fighting.
Sothing which Thrax was more than happy to receive.
Before the soldiers moved to engage him, stomping the ground, Thrax's figure shot towards this group of soldiers.
[Vicious Barrage]
The simple battle art technique which Thrax had perfected through the flas of nurous battles was unleashed upon these soldiers. He launched dozens of strikes in no ti, sending out a barrage of blows that left no space untouched.
Within seconds, the proud [Solar Armor] these soldiers were wearing were crushed apart, to which Thrax swiftly followed with a spear throw to the one shooting at him from behind the line.
Arrghh!!!
Screams of pain sounded in the air as the spear pierced through the soldier's body.
Thrax received a few shots to the body during the clash earlier, but those were far from enough to stop him as he quickly dashed and used his bare hands to strike the remaining soldiers to the ground.
Shane was inwardly impressed by how fierce Thrax was fighting, but then seeing the death of his own people, though he knew it was necessary, he couldn't help but feel sad. This feeling of his seed to show on his face as the Thracian quickly realized it.
Standing amidst the bodies, Thrax spoke to the forr marshal.
"This is the risk of being a soldier; you definitely understand this."
"Of course," Shane nodded his head. "Unfortunately, I understand about it too well…"
Not thinking much of his last words, Thrax just nodded at the forr marshal before saying, "Now hurry up, more are coming!"
After recovering the spear he had thrown earlier, Thrax once again stood in front of the door guarding the room. anwhile, Shane was busy fiddling with the equipnt within the room with many glass windows which showed a hangar that was filled with ships.
"Please hold on! I need a few more minutes!" the forr marshal said, who quickly received a reply from the Thracian.
"We don't have a few minutes!"
As he said those words, Thrax watched as dozens of chanical soldiers filled the tunnel he was in, closing in on him. It didn't take long for another round of commotion to ensue within the enclosed space.
Shots were quickly fired from the chanical soldiers, forcing Thrax to duck and stay on the ground unless he wanted to experience being bombarded. A second later, the tal door in front of him closed and the voice of the forr marshal sounded.
"That door should be able to hold on for a few minutes! You should just go ahead! Leave this place to !"
Hearing such words, Thrax decisively took action and broke through the window. The mont he touched the ground, he ran across the hangar, where he quickly rushed towards where the Interceptor ship was docked.
Arriving at the place, he brought out the storage ring Julian had given him and took out a device that the Roman told him could operate the ship. With that, the spaceship door opened and he quickly entered.
When he reached the pilot's seat, Thrax was completely confused by the myriad of buttons at the control panel. Moreover, at this point he could see that dozens of saints and chanical soldiers were already filling the hangar.
"Argh, what should I do!?"
Thrax turned his gaze to the cockpit once more and quickly compared the buttons to the note given by Julian. Unfortunately, this spaceship proved too sophisticated for him.
"Fuck!! I don't understand any of this! That Roman is really trying to kill !!"
Nonetheless, knowing that it wasn't about him alone, Thrax held in his annoyance and quickly tried again, searching for the answers the Romans gave in the notes.
"Engine… Activate..!"
Having found the answer, Thrax heard the sound of the engine as the ship started up. This gave the gladiator a special feeling of achievent. As if celebrating his achievent, a mont later, the hatch of the dock where the spaceship was opened, aning that Shane had successfully done his job.
"Alright!" Thrax cheered, pumped up by the success. "..What's next?"
"FUCK!! Old man! Hurry and co here!"
At this mont, the soldiers started shooting at the ship, and if that wasn't bad enough, Thrax could sense that two magus-level individuals were heading his way.
"Auto… autopilot! Yes, this one!! …Fuck, why it's flying now?! WAIT! DAMMIT!!"
****
At the sa ti in the main hall, Julian saw how the Principal beca panicked when he found out the hangar was opened. Turning his head, the middle-aged man glared at him and said hatefully.
"You are here to distract us while sending your friend to escape! Hah! You think you're smart, don't you?!"
A mont later, everyone in the hall saw how the ship moved and finally flew out of the dock.
"Don't think I'll let him get away so easily!"
As soon as the spaceship managed to exit the station, its speed began to increase as its thrusters were fired in full power. However, just as it was about to speed away, dozens of weapons mounted on the space station turned their muzzles at it.
These weapons were not as powerful as the Star Blaster, but they were enough to blow up a spaceship of the Interceptor's caliber.
BOOMM! BOOMM! BOOMM!!
A huge spark appeared in space as the ship was destroyed into pieces. A spectacle that was clearly displayed on the screen in the main hall. A burst of loud laughter echoed in the area monts after.
"Hahaha, there you go, one problem solved! Your friend is dead!!"
However, contrary to expectations, Julian still remained calm. He couldn't believe that his annoying rival would end that way.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at the Principal and said, "You just made a huge mistake. Now that the alliance knows that the ship was destroyed, the automatic ergency signal will be sent to the alliance and another group will be dispatched to check this place in a few days."
Thinking what he said made sense, the Principal glared at the Roman. "Urgh!! YOU!"
Staring at him with a venomous gaze. Pointing his finger, the Principal said, "You have ssed up everything! For that, I sentence you to death! Garnet Kill him!"
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