99: Chapter 99 Dark Matter Annihilation! Isabella's Revenge!

Above the Caucasus Mountains.

Five hundred Ghost-class Assault Fighters detached from the main fleet, like five hundred black falcons, diving toward the dark golden energy shield below.

The heavy metal armor plates at the bottom of the fighters slid open to both sides.

In the bomb bay of every fighter, densely packed anti-personnel dark matter grenades were mounted.

These weapons, originally intended for mecha, were now used directly by Chu Feng for carpet bombing.

Holy Light, Central Castle Banquet Hall.

The pot-bellied Duke stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, swirling the goblet in his hand. Crimson wine swirled against the glass.

He watched the fighters diving from the sky, not a hint of panic on his face.

"Do not be afraid, everyone." The Duke turned around and said loudly to the trembling nobles in the banquet hall, "The energy source of the Holy Shield system is a prehistoric relic core. Even a bunker-busting nuclear missile from the USA couldn't break its defense. Let them bomb it as much as they want."

Hearing this, the nobles felt slightly more at ease.

A few socialites in backless evening gowns even crowded to the window, curiously peering at the sky.

"Whoosh—"

In the sky, five hundred fighters dropped their bombs simultaneously.

Tens of thousands of black metal spheres fell like a rainstorm, smashing against the dark golden energy shield.

The Duke looked at the falling black spheres and scoffed, "Used up all your missiles? What's the use of throwing these iron lumps? Trying to tickle our shield?"

The next second.

The black spheres made contact with the dark golden light barrier.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any blinding fire.

Only an imperceptible "hum."

Tens of thousands of absolutely dark spheres instantly expanded on the surface of the light barrier.

It felt as if space collapsed at that moment.

The dark golden energy shield, the moment it touched the black spheres, didn't even have a chance to resist; it was decomposed and devoured directly at the molecular level.

Deep beneath Holy Light, a massive, ancient mechanical device emitted an unbearable groan, its core crystal instantly overloaded and burned out, billowing thick black smoke.

In the sky.

The so-called indestructible Holy Shield was like a giant soap bubble that had been pricked.

With a "pop," it vanished without a trace.

Deprived of the shield's protection, the outside world instantly flooded in.

Gale-force winds mixed with heavy snow surged into the banquet hall through the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows.

The indoor constant temperature of twenty-four degrees instantly dropped to below minus ten degrees.

"Ah!"

Several socialites standing by the window were blown to the ground by the gale. Their thin silk evening gowns couldn't block the bitter cold at all; they turned purple from the cold and let out miserable screams.

The Duke's goblet fell to the floor and shattered into pieces.

The complacency on his face froze completely. His fat body trembled uncontrollably in the cold wind, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

"Broken... The Holy Shield actually broke..."

The Duke fell to his knees with a thud, his strength to even escape drained away.

High in the sky. Flagship command room.

Chu Feng sat on the alloy throne, watching the shield below disappear, idly fiddling with a sci-fi-looking plasma pistol.

Zero stood before the control console, her hands moving rapidly across the virtual keyboard, coordinating the landing coordinates of the mecha legion.

Her water-blue long hair looked very mysterious under the faint glow of the screen.

Helena held a tablet, comparing the database of personnel inside Holy Light.

Isabella stood beside Chu Feng.

She had changed into a form-fitting white combat suit today, draped with a cold-resistant white fox fur coat.

Her long silver hair was coiled behind her head, giving her an icy, stunning air.

But at this moment, her chest heaved violently, and her hands were clenched into tight fists.

Looking at the chaotic castle on the screen, flames of revenge burned in her eyes.

Chu Feng stood up and handed the plasma pistol to Isabella.

"Go. Handle the people below. Aside from the ore and data, I don't want a single living soul left."

Chu Feng's tone was calm.

Isabella took the pistol with both hands, her wrists trembling slightly from excitement.

She turned around, knelt directly before Chu Feng, and kowtowed heavily.

"Thank you, Master!"

Isabella stood up and turned toward the cabin door.

Two Twelve-Winged Seraphim immediately followed, responsible for protecting her safety.

As the shield shattered.

Thousands of transport ships opened their giant bottom hatches simultaneously.

One hundred thousand dark green Type-Zero Mecha, like one hundred thousand meteors, descended from the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The heavy mecha smashed into Holy Light's smooth artificial lawns and exquisite stone roads. The earth shook violently.

Rows of luxurious detached villas were collapsed by the kinetic energy of the landing mecha.

Holy Light also had guard troops inside.

Tens of thousands of well-equipped mercenaries rushed out of the barracks, raising their electromagnetic rifles and firing wildly.

However, the bullets hit the dark energy shields on the surface of the mecha and were deflected one after another.

One hundred thousand super soldiers who had undergone cellular enhancement did not use long-range weapons.

They drew the alloy combat blades from the sides of their thighs, charged through the hail of bullets, and began their assault with their thick mechanical legs.

A slaughter without suspense.

The two-meter-tall mecha behemoths charged into the mercenary formation.

Combat blades danced, and severed limbs flew through the snowstorm.

The white snow was instantly dyed a piercing bright red.

The main gate of the central castle was torn down by two mecha.

A small assault ship passed through the wind and snow, landing steadily on the open space in front of the castle.

The hatch opened.

Isabella, wearing the white fox fur coat and holding the plasma pistol, stepped onto the blood-stained stone steps and walked into the castle's banquet hall step by step.

Two Seraphim guarded her sides, blood dripping from their light blades.

The banquet hall had already turned into a living hell.

Over a dozen mecha stood guard around, sealing off all exits.

Their tall metal bodies blocked some of the wind and snow from outside.

Dozens of Europe's top nobles and tycoon magnates were now like a group of pigs and sheep waiting for slaughter, all kneeling and huddled on the carpet in the center of the banquet hall.

The women's makeup was ruined by tears, and the men were so scared they had lost control of their bladders, the air filled with a foul, fishy stench.

Isabella walked to the front of the crowd.

Her silver eyes coldly swept over these big shots who were once high and mighty, whom she had even looked up to.

The pot-bellied Duke looked up, saw Isabella's face, paused for a moment, and then, as if grabbing a straw, scrambled toward her.

"Isabella! My good niece! Is it you!"

The Duke's face was covered in snot and tears, trying to hug Isabella's legs.

A Seraphim beside her lifted its foot and kicked the Duke flying.

His two-hundred-plus-pound body hit the wall heavily, smashing a valuable oil painting.

The Duke spat out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva, ignored the pain, and scrambled to kneel properly again.

"Isabella! Your uncle held you when you were a child!"

"For the sake of our family bloodline, make these mechanical monsters stop!"

"There are over a hundred tons of gold in Holy Light, and countless treasures, I'll give them all to you! As long as you spare my life!"

Several other French Grand Dukes in the crowd also recognized Isabella and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

"Your Highness Princess! We were wrong! We shouldn't have left you outside back then!"

"Please have mercy! We are willing to make you the Queen of Europe!"

Looking at the ugly state of these nobles who were once well-dressed and full of high-sounding morals, Isabella felt a wave of strong nausea, but more than that, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

The taste of power.

Only by standing beside that man could she possess this absolute power to control the life and death of others.

"My life belongs to Master Chu Feng. Yours do too."

Isabella did not hesitate at all, directly raising the plasma pistol in her hand, the muzzle pressed against the Duke's forehead.

She pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A ball of blue high-temperature energy instantly pierced the Duke's skull.

Brain matter and blood splattered onto the wool carpet behind.

The fat, headless corpse fell straight down.

Screams erupted in the banquet hall.

Isabella didn't stop.

She held the gun and walked toward the remaining nobles step by step.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Every shot fired took away a once-powerful big shot.

She didn't need a trial, she didn't need nonsense.

She was simply executing a pure cleanup.

A few minutes later.

The plasma pistol's energy magazine was empty.

There wasn't a single living person left in the banquet hall.

The gorgeous evening gowns were soaked in blood, and broken corpses were piled together.

Isabella tossed the hot pistol aside.

With her deep hatred avenged, she felt the boulder pressing on her heart shatter completely.

Her body felt slightly weak due to the intense emotional fluctuations.

She turned around, stepped out a path of blood among the pile of corpses, and walked back to the assault ship without looking back.

She only wanted to fly back to the flagship immediately, kneel at Chu Feng's feet, and use everything she had to repay her master's grace.

Flagship command room.

Chu Feng watched Isabella's clean slaughter on the screen and nodded with satisfaction.

Women needed to be obedient and decisive.

Such a woman, after being baptized by revenge, would be more open in bed and more devoted.

"Master."

The clone commander's voice came through the communication channel.

"The three hundred thousand people in Holy Light have all been cleared. No survivors left. We are currently transporting the material reserves."

"Additionally, in the deepest part of Holy Light, we found the relic core they used to drive the energy shield."

There was a hint of confusion in the commander's tone.

"The structure of this thing is very strange. It's not a machine, nor is it ore. It looks... like a giant heart."

A heart?

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Zero." Chu Feng called out.

Zero immediately walked to the control console and connected the ground detection data.

A dark golden object with a diameter of over three meters appeared on the screen, its surface covered in veins like blood vessels, pulsating rhythmically.

Zero glanced at the screen, and a stream of data flashed in her ice-blue eyes.

"Master. This is the wreckage of a biological engine core from a Level 5 civilization."

"This kind of biological engine only exists on large motherships. It seems that the alien spacecraft that crashed on Earth is not just the one from our Star Core Race."