The Mech Touch (Web Novel)-Chapter 6987: The Protector of Karnak

Karnak Base was being devastated from the inside, and the native aliens did not know how to respond.

Their initial response against the storm of blades had proven utterly ineffective!

Any soldiers and vehicles that attempted to get close instantly got impaled or crushed to pieces by the floating swords.

The defenses that were positioned far away enough to escape this fate proved nothing more than nuisances.

The swords moved with enough speed and agility to evade many incoming attacks.

It did not matter if the alien attacks managed to hit their intended targets.

Whatever energy beam or projectile that managed to strike the sword fey did not even leave behind a single scorch mark or dent!

Despite the utterly despairing sight, not many alien soldiers panicked after their initial shock subsided.

Were they afraid?

Definitely?

Did they think their efforts to defend their base was futile?

Yes.

Yet that was not a good reason for them to give in to despair.

They were the soldiers of the Red Cabal.

They were the worshipers of the Protector of Karnak.

The humans had their gods.

So did the native aliens.

Given how much devastation the First Mark III had wrought in a short amount of time, the greater phase lord charged with defending this base did not remain still for long!

Saint Dise remained fully alert despite the demonstrated power of her superdimensional ace mech.

Her ace mech remained fully poised and held her Decapitator in a prepared stance.

The power of true resonance and metal energy hummed through the superdimensional greatsword.

The recently upgraded weapon may have become sharp enough to cut through nearly anything short of a god mech, but that was no reason for Saint Dise to be arrogant.

She was still a junior ace pilot when it came down to it. Her Saint Kingdom was not as strong as that of Saint Tusa, and her mastery over her ace mech was far from satisfactory.

Aside from that, her instincts warned her of multiple impending threats, of which one happened to be strong enough despite her powerful machine!

Soon enough, an alien roar erupted throughout the entire base!

The soldiers that previously struggled to maintain their confidence instantly became buoyed!

Their hearts no longer wavered and they fought to suppress the whirling blades with greater fanaticism!

Several developments took place in quick succession.

First, two organic masses emerged in orbit.

Anyone on the ground that looked up in the air would be able to spot two large ballooning shapes.

Each of them rapidly grew in size until they became large enough to affect the gravity on the surface of the moon!

The Fifth Lord of Bis’qet had unfolded his true body!

The Endless Stomach had ballooned in size as well!

While the greater phase lords had grown far too large to be able to fight the First Sword Mark III without generating enormous collateral damage, their exaggerated sizes alone already did wonders to alien morale!

Not only had they recovered from their shock and confusion, they also felt invincible, as if death was no longer to be feared!

The aliens all began to roar their own war cries. They roared as if it was more important to impress their gods than to avoid death!

This was because they all believed that as long as they showed enough valor and devotion, they would get honored by their gods and enjoy a privileged position in the afterlife!

The alien counterattacks grew fiercer. The sword fey all began to endure greater pressure as the base defenders no longer showed any fear or hesitation towards the unstoppable storm.

Even if their attacks still yielded no results, they continued to attack because they knew their gods were on their side!

Saint Dise grew more alert than ever. She could sense that she had attracted the hostility of a powerful phase lord.

As a hunter, she knew that she had put herself in an unfavorable position. She had turned into prey that was too conspicuous to hide.

Her First Sword Mark III was in the open while the nearest phase lord lurked out of sight.

This meant that her ace mech could be attacked at any time, but it would be difficult to attack her main adversary without trying to dig through this entire base.

That made this situation unfavorable to her. Saint Dise did not like it, but the mission demanded that her ace mech attracted the attention of the enemy.

Now, she became more certain that the enemy phase lords possessed the capital to defeat her and her machine, so she needed to be extra alert.

"WHERE ARE YOU…"

Although her First Sword Mark III had gained such powerful defenses that she was almost impervious to the attacks of mundane enemies, she knew that phase lords and especially the greater ones were not to be underestimated.

Just because red humanity made a major advancement by adopting superdimensional technology did not mean the aliens remained stagnant.

Her instincts affirmed this stance. The tension in the air grew stronger. Malice tried to penetrate her Saint Kingdom in an attempt to smother her with fear.

An attack was coming.

The timing was crucial. Even if Saint Dise no longer had to evade attacks as if her life literally depended upon it, she refused to test the durability of her upgraded ace mech.

It was better to evade an attack than to block it head-on. If her intuition remained sharp enough, she should be able to detect the attack quickly enough for her to respond.

Seconds passed by as the storm of blades spinning outside no longer took up her focus.

If she was more insecure, then perhaps she would have recalled the sword fey and employ them as her shield.

She did not do so. Instead, she fell back into old habits and put her trust in her fundamental skills as a swordswoman.

The greater phase lords in orbit did not appear to be in a hurry to descend.

Their lack of response made Saint Dise only more determined that the final native god was looking to launch a surprise attack on her ace mech.

The fact that this unseen threat remained patient only made her take her adversary more seriously.

This was not an inexperienced fighter by any means. Phase lords tended to be quite full of themselves, but the ones who reached the greater stage tended to be much more skilled and competent.

The current threat knew how to rely on the threat he posed as a weapon.

The First Sword Mark III remained stationary as the native aliens continued to organize and prepare for combat.

They were bringing in more hardware.

If this continued, then the sword fey may ultimately start to deform and incur other signs of damage.

Saint Dise quickly checked the state of her passengers.

Her Saint Kingdom had already noticed them sneaking out of the container that held their feline bodies.

The two cats employed their own means to avoid enemy detection and sneak away unnoticed.

Dise had nothing to fear at that point. Her First Sword Mark III raised her sword arm and pointed the tip of the blade at the approximate direction of the main threat.

"Are you a coward? Either face me in open combat, or admit that the phase whales are too weak to prepare you to fight against an opponent of my caliber."

Though Saint Dise broadcasted her words in the open without translation, she believed the native aliens should have their own translation programs.

Sure enough, just a few seconds had passed before the hidden enemy finally decided to make a move!

"#$&#*$&!"

"YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HARM THE REPUTATION OF THE DESCENDANTS OF THE ELDER GODS!"

A silvery metallic projectile that possessed a certain degree of familiarity crashed through multiple walls and threatened to slam directly into the Minerva Mark II!

The speed, momentum spatial distortions generated by this incoming projectile were immense enough to shatter many rooms!

Before it could strike the First Sword Mark III directly, the ace mech reacted just before the threat emerged and unfolded her impressive Electro-Reactant Flight System!

The oversized electronic wings looked dramatic, but their power was very real.

The potent first-class power reactor of the First Sword Mark III pumped a lot of energy into the flight system, enabling it to produce such a strong and rapid impulse that the ace mech seemingly got swatted to the side!

"You missed." Saint Dise taintingly spoke as her superdimensional machine remained untouched.

The projectile meanwhile crashed through a number of walls and destroyed a lot of containers and machines along the way. Hundreds of hapless alien soldiers were also killed along the way!

It was only when the silvery projectile managed to arrest its forward movement with the help of its formidable spatial manipulation that its identity became clear.

The Protector of Karnak had arrived.

His base just suffered a great amount of damage due to his own actions. The scale could actually rival that of the damage inflicted by the intruder’s storm of blades.

Yet the Protector of Karnak showed little concern about the collateral damage. This was because he could clearly sense the frightening strength of the superdimensional ace mech that had turned around to face him with a blade that tripped many warning signs.

If he was an ordinary lesser or greater phase lord, then he would not be so eager to confront an enemy that could slice his body to pieces with disturbing ease.

He was no ordinary phase lord, though.

The crustacean-like phase lord stood his ground and raised his claws in a menacing fashion.

Saint Dise regarded her main adversary for this battle.

Although she also needed to guard against the other two phase lords that were posturing in orbit, the ace pilot knew that the phase lords hailing from the Red Cabal received much better equipment and phasewater organs.

That was evident despite the relatively small stature of the Protector of Karnak.

Saint Dise was slightly surprised that the jureg phase lord opted to keep his body to such modest proportions.

Was he afraid of producing more collateral damage? That did not sound too likely.

No, the real reason why the greater phase lord continued to keep most of his body mass inaccessible and out of sight was because he was armored from top to bottom.

This was no ordinary raiment.

The greater phase lord wore a complete form-fitting raiment made out of the same material used to make the Saint Piercer arms!

The amount of superdimensional matter used to armor the clawed greater phase lord was way more than the quantity used to build the First Sword Mark III!

Although the quality and grade of the enemy superdimensional could not be determined, if it was anything like the material used to make Saint Piercer arms, then it should sit between mid-grade and high-grade.

That might not sound impressive, but Saint Dise was well aware that the new armor and weapons could not be underestimated due to their greater scale.

Not only was the greater phase lord several times bigger than the First Sword Mark III, but the armor plating was thicker and the claws looked much sharper and deadlier.

The greater quantity of superdimensional alloy alone was enough to fend off more strikes from her Decapitator.

There did not appear to be any weak points either. The raiment fully enclosed the Protector of Karnak.

In fact, its design not only looked disturbingly human, but also appeared to imitate mechs to an extent!

"$#$&@."

"FALSE GOD. THE GREAT DESCENDANTS OF THE ELDER GODS HAS DEEMED YOUR POSSESSION OF THE BONES OF THEIR ANCESTORS FORBIDDEN. I AM CHARGED WITH THE RESPONSIBILITY TO BRING YOU BACK TO ACCOUNT FOR YOUR DESECRATION OF OUR HONORED DEAD."

Saint Dise grinned as her ace mech held her greatsword in a different stance.

"That is funny coming from a greater phase lord who is trying to imitate us. With a full raiment of this size, it seems that you and the Red Cabal are beginning to abandon your old traditions and try to copy our methods!"

Dedicating so much superdimensional matter to construct a raiment that was only a fraction of the full size of a greater phase lord represented a massive paradigm shift!

If the Protector of Karnak was not the only one who received this kind of equipment, then that showed that the Red Cabal no longer put blind faith in the power of their immense true bodies!