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The massive cut was largely unappreciated by the nations. But the moment Hermes did that, Pridgeon, Andronze, and Shakstress were horrified.

"Another Top Tier is here?!" Shakstress frowned.

But she could not pay any attention to the battle below her. Instead, she was focused on Pridgeon and defending the bombardment of the Moon above. It took her entire focus to fight Pridgeon and the moon.

She believed that Andronze would soon be defeated due to the difference of power between them. 

Although Andronze's powerful attack tore a hole in her ship, it only succeeded because of the combined ambushes and surprise attacks. But even now, Andronze didn't use that same attack as she knew it would be easily blocked.

"You're quite a talented man. To think you would even recruit another Presider to expend such an attack! I wonder how much Universe energy from Crostfree are you giving that attacker of yours? It seems I have to get serious!" Shakstress laughed.

The sky suddenly warped at her declaration.

Parts of the sky were compressed, the other parts were being enlarged. And these locations expanded and contracted randomly as the Shakstress charged and shot at Pridgeon.

The distortion in the sky caused the attacks of the large moon to miss as the space itself was changing.

Some of the laser beams would erupt as they entered the contraction and expansion of space.

Pridgeon cursed as he saw it. Shakstress was forced to bring out her powerful attacks. Pridgeon's heart was bleeding. This battle was no longer something Mid-Tiers could interfere with as Universe Energy would be required.

Pridgeon acted swiftly and commanded his Pioneers to activate that protocol.

"If I can't hit you in this dimension, I'll send attacks in another! Die for me, Shakstress!" Pridgeon cursed as he began his attacks.

The massive bombardment of powerful rays of light suddenly stopped.

But around the moon, strange flickers of dark red light could be seen where most of the laser attacks came from.

Suddenly...

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Explosions occurred in the airspace near Shakstress.

Pridgeon cursed as he saw it. His attacks tore through the three dimensions, yet it still exploded as it met the distorting space.

"Ha Ha Ha!" What a nitwit you are! Do you think I'm scared of you, Pridgeon? So what if you have a Devourer's Suit? Your poor attacks reveal your lack of understanding regarding the multiple dimensions! Do you think I am just compressing and expanding space? How futile."

Pridgeon cursed. He used a lot of Universe Energy, but those attacks proved to be futile.

"Let me tell you something that Top Tiers know. The dividing line between a Top-Tier and a Mid-Tier is a small line separating those who can scale the heavens and conquer it and those who will always remain being subordinates. You might have a Top Tier Tech, but you are no Conqueror!"

Suddenly, the compressing and expanding space trembled. Shakstress reached out, and it was as if she was scooping sky itself.

A dark void remained from where Shakstress waved her hand, but the darkness mysteriously vanished as if the sky filled the void like water filling an empty lot in the sea.

A dark, purple light remained on Shakstress's hands.

The moment Pridgeon saw it, he fled back to his ship and ordered to lay heavy fire on Shakstress.

While the battle was going on, Andronze immediately called Lowengren when he saw the sky being sliced.

"Who was that?!" She demanded.

"Who was who?" Lowengren asked.

"The one who sliced the sky?"

"Sliced the sky? Lady... There's a sandstorm above us, and all I can see up in the air are Water Dragons and Suns. And what do you mean slice the sky? Like a loaf of bread?"

"Are those Presiders fighting?! The ones that met you?!" Andronze shouted again as she had no time to explain what was happening.

"Those streaking perverts? I don't know. They don't tell us anything, just like you don't tell us anything. And we're busy escaping! My other friends are already leaving. Those perverts gave us a ship out of here, and we can finally hide in space!"

"They gave you a ship?!"

"No. They gave us herpes. Of course, a ship! What did I just say? Relax, lady! Sheesh! For a Presider, you are really easily agitated. Those other Presiders had no problems, and they didn't have any clothes!"

Andronze was cursing. This Pioneer looked down on her so much that she was being addressed as 'Lady.'

Despite the degrading title, Andronze couldn't do anything but grit her teeth since she was desperate for information. Those five men sliced the sky and created a void in the skies above! What if they attacked her all of a sudden? She kept quiet and patiently and politely asked Lowengren.

"Do you think they will make a move?" Andronze took several deep breathes to deliver that calm question.

"Hrmm... I don't know. I mean, do you mean they will make a move to attack and kill all Presiders here? They did say that they would attack. At least they implied it. I mean, they helped us land the attack earlier. So whatever you see up there that isn't linked to your enemy and Presider Pridgeon, it must be them. But is it that other Presider that they're after? I don't know. I'm hanging up now. That crazy dude is starting to rap again. Oh. And if you call us again and ask more questions, I'll be charging you to pay for our services. I mean, I gotta make a living, right? Anyway, goodbye."

"WAIT! How can I communicate with them?"

"Oh? A request already? As I said, you gotta pay me something nice. How about technologies? Any will do. I'm not picky. Although, I mean, give me something I can at least use."

"I have the schematics of several weapons of mass destruction from other countries. These are experimental weapons that they are developing based on the experiments that the Pioneers made."

Lowengren smirked. He recalled the science of the strange plague that the Pioneer was experimenting on in Malay-Pangea. The Pioneer Feltrick Ung-Glaive was using his wealth in trying to research technologies that Presiders had. 

"Alright. But you gotta pay up first. Send it to this comm device."

"Tell me the-"

"No. I won't. You pay me up first, and I'll tell you." Lowengren adamantly insisted.

Andronze cursed and began to gather the data and immediately sent it to Lowengren.

As she gathered the information, the battle between the five flying men and the Flying Saucer started.

Hermes and his winds were actually free-falling. After presenting themselves for the enemy to see, they began to focus the wind in the area around them to make them immune from the vacuum. But in their current state, they could not maintain a wind channel that kept blowing them up high and was falling. Omricon had already started to feed on specialized pills that they had that could refuel his energy.

Hermes watched with caution and observed the movements of the flying saucer.

The water dragons were suddenly having problems flying due to the sudden vacuum, and many of the water dragons started to boil due to the lack of wind and the scorching suns summoned by the dark armored suits. While the Flood Dragons could still attack and move, it became slightly weaker and slower, and so they began to retreat as Andronze issued the command.

With the Water Dragons keeping their distance and not wasting any attacks, the flying saucer began to aim their weapons at Hermes. It was still recalibrating its weapons due to the mysterious change as a vacuum appeared. The damage on the forcefield also made it unstable for the ships to keep using up their energy to attack. The ship was also starting to analyze the attack of Hermes and was employing the necessary countermeasures to fight Hermes's attack.

The Dark Armors was repositioning itself and was readying an attack on Hermes and his winds.

"Omega. Get ready to release the wind. Alvin, Austin. I'm counting on you."

"Yes, Boss!" The two answered.

"Don't be too serious now, Hermes." A laugh was heard.

"Riche? You can still do your link?"

"The spatial distortions and your attack is making it easier for my voice to cross the dimensions. Relax. Don't bother defending. I'll deal with the attack."

"Deal with it?"

"Hey, I picked up a few useful tricks when I was training with Lowengren, you know? I also heard some important things. The owner of this ship is called Shakstress. Arthur said that Andronze would try to communicate with you soon. You're good at playing with things by ear. Improvise. Try to get as much as you can from this alliance. Think like Lowengren and imagine what lies he will do and work alongside with it."

"Think like Lowengren? You might as well ask me to sleep with the Tyrant Empress."

"Just do it. And don't fret. Arthur already calculated the exact time when I should act to make them all miss. You can resume your flight and act as if you're responsible for the strange things that will happen." Richie laughed.

"Strange things?" Hermes wondered.

"You'll see. Just try to make some weird movements like you have psychic abilities." Richie laughed.

"You heard him. Omega, give us a bit of wind to fly."

The winds returned, and they began to fly.

"Boss, about the weird movement thing... What exactly do I do?"

"I don't know. Pretend like you are a karate expert doing those Kata stances." Hermes shrugged.

And so the five men began to do odd movements.

"Austin, I said Kata! Not Yoga!" Hermes frowned.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't do karate. I'll just stick to yoga."

"You're making us all look stupid." Omricon frowned.

"Yoga fire!" Alvin was having the time of his life.

Meanwhile... Andronze was just about to finish compiling the techs when she noticed the peculiar movements of the five men.

"What are they doing?" She wondered.

Suddenly, the large saucer began to glow with a bright green light as it was about to launch a heavy barrage towards the five flying men.

"Can you defend against this?" Andronze watched with anticipation. Even her pyramid wouldn't survive a full barrage like this.

BLAST! BLAST! BLAST!

Shakstress's ship unloaded an uncountable amount of green light. But suddenly, the light all curved and attacked the beams was headed towards Pridgeon!

And as these beams were being fired, all the Dark Armors began to move with fast speed towards each other.

BOOM!

Without any apparent reason, the dark-armored robots crashed onto each other.

"WHAT!?" Andronze was amazed at what she saw. She turned to the five men who were continuously making odd movements.

"It's.... Them?! But how?!" Andronze was so confused. The five men released not even a hint of energy or fluctuation, yet they managed to attack the Dark Armors!

"I must communicate with them!" Andronze decided and began to send the files to Lowengren.