Ariel explained the gravity of the situation to a bewildered Hyuvan. However, the Wind Dragon's head was filled with nothing but question marks.
"Do you get it now?"
"Uh... no." Hyuvan scratched his head.
"Forget it. Anyway, just hurry up and call Gülie over." Ariel let out a long sigh, feeling as though she had encountered a complete moron.
"Oh, okay..." Hyuvan agreed, still looking completely lost.
However, before he could react, a swarm of "insects" flew out from the saucer. Everyone peered closer only to see an endless swarm of steel fighter jets covering the sky, swarming toward them.
"Holy crap!"
"Just how many enemy troops are there?!"
"Run!"
Ariel led everyone in a desperate dodge, leaving only the confused Hyuvan dazing in place.
[G-Tri]
Missiles rained down. Soon, tragic dragon roars and pained cries intertwined. When the smoke cleared, Hyuvan crawled miserably out of a crater. He was covered in wounds and looked utterly pathetic.
"Cough... dammit, that hurt." Hyuvan cursed under his breath.
"Did you notify Gülie yet?"
"Huh? I forgot."
"You big idiot! You stupid dragon!" Ariel scread in rage, giving the guy a massive slap.
Seeing stars, the dim-witted Hyuvan finally realized how dire the situation was. He imdiately used long-range Telepathy to contact his boss. The farce left the rest of the group speechless.
"Shiro, who is Gülie?" Sophia asked curiously during the wait.
"..."
*Uh, you're asking the wrong person. How am I supposed to explain sothing so complex?* After struggling for a while, Shiro slowly spat out two words: "A God."
Sophia still couldn't understand. "A God?"
"..." Shiro felt her head ache and simply gave up on explaining, silently watching the massive warship in the sky.
Sensing her sister's irritation, Ael glared fiercely at Sophia. Sophia glared back, neither willing to back down. They stared each other down like sworn enemies, sparks flying.
"Both of you, settle down!" Shirazawa couldn't take it anymore and barked at them, finally making them stop.
Just then, a ripple appeared in the space nearby. Compared to Gülie's spatial gates, this spatial magic was rather crude. Under everyone's gaze, Pope Dustin, dressed in white robes, appeared slowly with an attendant.
Shirazawa used Appraisal, only to find it blocked by a Ruler Skill. *The Pope, a Ruler Skill... the only one who fits is Dustin.* He exchanged a look with Shiro, whispering via Telepathy. After giving her a brief rundown of the Word of God Religion, he went back to being a "mascot." They weren't familiar with this guy; it was best to let Ariel handle him.
"You old man, why are you here adding to the chaos?" Ariel frowned, a flash of annoyance in her eyes at the Pope's sudden appearance.
"Though my personal power is weak, this old man wishes to contribute," Dustin spoke steadily, his eyes bright and piercing. "After all, this concerns the survival of humanity."
As the leader of the world's largest religion, Dustin had followers everywhere. Combined with his eons of planning and his mastery of the otherwise "useless" skill, he had created an airtight intelligence network. He had known about the situation here instantly—his reaction was even faster than Gülie's or Potimas's.
"Give it a rest," Ariel waved him off impatiently. "Only Gülie has the power to settle this."
"Correct!"
Speak of the devil. A cold, indifferent voice rang out as Güliedistodiez stepped out of a portal. He was greeted by everyone's expectant gazes. At this mont, even Shirazawa felt that Gülie was practically glowing.
But before they could celebrate, another spatial ripple appeared. The old elf Potimas walked out with his attendants, facing everyone's murderous glares with a completely unfazed expression.
"Regrettably, this isn't sothing Gülie can handle alone. We need to cooperate."
The group's mouths twitched. *You're the culprit! How do you have the nerve to say that? You want us to wipe your ass for you? I have never seen such a thick-skinned person!*
The atmosphere beca unprecedentedly tense. The four giants of the world—the Demon Lord, the Pope, the Administrator, and the Elf—were all gathered. Every face was solemn. This was a "star-studded" lineup like never before. And their target was the super-warship in the sky.
Sophia, ra, and the four spider sisters silently retreated, leaving the stage to the big shots. Hyuvan also sneakily backed away. Seeing this, Shiro prepared to slip away too. She hated crowds. She wasn't carsick or seasick, but she was "people-sick."
But just as she took a step, a pair of warm, soft hands landed on her shoulders.
"Let's do this together." Ariel smiled at Shiro. These two were her secret weapons against Potimas; there was no way she was letting them go.
"..." Shiro's face fell, every cell in her body screaming in protest.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Shirazawa grabbed her cold, delicate hand and gave her a reassuring smile. Shiro's mood improved significantly. She pursed her pink lips and nodded slightly.
The group ford a circle, but almost everyone's eyes were focused on the two spider-girls. Shiro shrank toward Shirazawa, putting on the shy expression of a little girl.
"What are you looking at, you bunch of perverts?!" Shirazawa snapped, glaring at the group without giving them any face.
Their mouths twitched. *We're not looking at your beauty; we're just curious about two monsters we've never seen before!* After Shirazawa's interruption, the conversation finally returned to the UFO overhead.
"Ahem!" Ariel cleared her throat, staring unkindly at Potimas. "Speak. What are you actually here for? Aren't you afraid we'll kill you?"
She didn't believe for a second that he was here out of the goodness of his heart to save the world.
Faced with their killing intent, Potimas calmly took out a high-tech device. A 3D virtual image of the warship's blueprints appeared.
"These are the design blueprints for the G-Fleet."
"How do you have those?" Ariel blurted out before she could think. She imdiately realized it was a stupid question.
Potimas shrugged. "You already know the answer. However, while I designed this thing, I wasn't the one who built it."
After a brief explanation, the group was speechless. In the distant past, Potimas needed massive funding for his research. He had sold the conceptual blueprints of the G-Fleet to a certain nation simply as a scientific reference. Who knew those people would actually build it? Even Potimas thought building it was unrealistic; he had only drawn it because he thought the concept was funny.
Now, looking at the warship, even he felt a bit exasperated. Acting on the motive of "erasing his dark history," he had decided to join the cleanup crew.
"A shaless guy like you actually cares about his dark history?" Ariel didn't believe a word of it.
Sure enough, Potimas's next words made them even more speechless.
"If this thing is allowed to run wild, this planet is dood. My experints aren't finished yet, and I don't wish for the world to collapse quite so soon."
"..."
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