Chapter 126
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Chapter 126: Actually, Anyone Could Attack from Afar
"Zzzz…"
Loseta slowly crawled out of the mech’s cockpit.
"Thud—!"
She collapsed to the ground and tore off her mask.
"Cough cough…"
"Hiss… hiss…"
Struggling to breathe, she lay there as blood trickled from her lips and the corners of her eyes.
Mortals’ creations clashing with deities came at a price.
The entire mech was nearly obliterated, and every crew member except Loseta had perished heroically.
Yet even the survivor, Loseta, suffered grave injuries.
Sharp steel fragments had pierced her abdomen, leaving a mangled mess of flesh and blood. Though the Holy Light from the Sun within her slowly healed the wounds, without aid from another, the Grim Reaper would still ruthlessly claim her life.
Her blurred vision fixed on the sky.
She watched the Outer Gods from the Void dive fiercely downward and saw a glimmering "substance" radiant with Holy Light arc across the horizon in a flawless parabola, hurtling straight toward her.
"Zzzz—!"
The eye-injured Outer God from the Void frantically beat its wings, scrambling backward to narrowly evade the "golden substance."
Then she witnessed the "golden substance"—which had thwarted the Outer God’s assault—continue its momentum, crashing toward her and the crippled mech.
"Great is the Giant God."
Loseta silently prayed.
She harbored no resentment over such collateral damage.
Before this, the Valaharl people, desperate to defeat overwhelming chaos, often ordered artillery to blanket both their own units holding chaotic demons and the demons themselves.
This was standard Valaharl tactics.
Often, when scattered infantry became trapped with demons they couldn’t defeat, soldiers would willingly call artillery strikes to engulf themselves alongside the foe.
They saw such sacrifice as the highest honor.
Then…
"Boom—!"
"Pshhh—!"
The glowing "substance" struck Loseta and the wrecked mech.
"Whoosh—!"
"Uh…"
The golden substance that terrified the Outer Gods from the Void didn’t harm Loseta. Instead, it engulfed her, sweeping her into a depression beneath the "ceiling."
"Glub glub…"
The fluid gradually thickened and coalesced into a gel-like substance.
"This is…?"
Loseta was astonished to discover that within the constantly concentrating "gel" wrapping around her, there were clusters of small red spherical objects, each about 1 centimeter in size.
She slowly reached out her hand toward the red balls.
"Glub glub…"
The red spheres seemed to activate at Loseta’s movement.
"Swish…"
They wobbled as if they were little fish, swiftly swimming toward Loseta’s exposed body, one after another diving into her!
—-
"Damn! Damn it!"
"One by one! One after another!"
The Outer God from the Void was filled with rage and humiliation.
It felt greatly insulted!
Even though its individual strength was somewhat lacking, it was still an overlord of the void, and its hiring price was considerable; even the Chaos Demon God treated it with respect.
What made the Outer God even prouder was that its agile body and quick movement style made it the most likely to survive among mercenaries.
Perhaps various "Seatless Ones" and "Hell Battleships" among the Chaos Demon God would perish in droves, but the Outer God could repeatedly remain safe thanks to its impressive maneuverability.
Most powerful deities, whether chaotic, orderly, or the massive Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons and cunning ether streams, were unable to do anything about it.
But today, it had faced a setback at the hands of inconsequential mortal creation!
Oh, how painful the eyes were!
The piercing pain!
As an Outer God, when had it ever endured such humiliation!
"No way!"
"Revenge!"
"Die! You all will die!"
"I’ll crush mortals into dust!"
"Deity…"
"I’ll drive you to death! I’ll infuriate you!"
"Hahahaha…"
When it saw the "big fish" slowly swimming in the water, the being became even more audacious.
"These mortal bugs must be your followers!"
"Watch me crush them to pieces right in front of you!"
"Buzz—!"
The Outer Gods from the Void swiftly dove!
But…
"Thud—!"
A stream of golden fluid, radiating fearful energy, quickly swept past it.
"Splash—!"
A few tiny "water droplets" dropped onto its head.
"Ugh… Ow ow!"
"It hurts!"
"Damn it!"
"Alright! Let’s have a good fight!"
"I was careless just now!"
"But the guy on the ground wants to hit the one in the air!"
"Foolish dream!"
"Buzz—buzz—buzz—!"
It flapped its wings fast, flying back and forth.
"Big dummy!"
"You’ve never seen such a nimble body, have you?"
"You can’t hit me!"
"Come… ah…"
It proudly spoke halfway when…
"Boom—!"
A blob of golden fluid lunged at it!
—-
"Well, missed that shot, but you dodged quick, huh!"
Trilobite stared at the big insect buzzing in the sky.
"I still lack experience."
Actually, Trilobite’s evolution, including upgrades to his tongue, lungs, and sharp eyesight, was all for one goal—hitting bugs!
Thinking about hitting bugs reminded him of the archerfish; but after careful thought, he didn’t pick a specialized mouth like the archerfish.
A specialized mouth not only cost a lot but also wasted evolution potential, making it a bad choice.
But getting the archerfish’s water-shooting skill didn’t need to be so hard.
For large animals, what small ray-finned fish need specialization for wasn’t that tricky.
"Whoosh—!"
Trilobite took a deep breath.
His agile tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, sealing most of the opening to form a narrow passage.
Then…
"Hiss—!"
His lungs violently expelled most of their air, rushing it into his mouth; instantly, the powerful pressure squeezed the saliva out!
Thus…
"Ptooey—!"
"Whoosh—!"
The spit shot out like a meteor streaking across the sky!
"Actually, it’s similar to how humans spit."
"Using air pressure to force saliva directly from the mouth, while the tongue shapes a directional channel to aim the spray!"
"Humans can’t hit flies with spit because though their eyes have high resolution, their dynamic vision can’t track a fly’s speed, nor calculate trajectories quickly."
"With prolonged training, ordinary people might achieve fly-spitting accuracy!"
Of course, nobody actually does this in reality.
Too pointless.
But Trilobite required far less practice time for spitting at flying insects.
His powerful dynamic vision let him clearly see and predict every insect movement!
Unaware of this, the "bug" continued…
"Buzz…"
The large insect swayed with its compound eyes seemingly injured, attempting evasive maneuvers through complex flight patterns.
But…
"Whoosh—!"
"Hmph…"
Trilobite snorted coldly as the insect’s flight path perfectly intersected the "spit cannon’s" trajectory!
Normally, such compound eye damage wouldn’t trouble an Outer God—brief rest would heal it, causing only limited impairment: temporary distance misjudgment and slowed reactions.
Under ordinary circumstances, this wouldn’t be fatal.
But now…
"Thwack—!"
Trilobite’s saliva struck the large insect true.
Drenched its wings.
The creature struggled painfully, wobbling earthward.
At last!
"Perfect, this range should secure it!"
"Now then…"
"Grandson—!"
