I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1225 - 709 Waiting for You for Too Many Years_2

Chapter 1225: Chapter 709: Waiting for You for Too Many Years_2

Chapter 1225 -709: Waiting for You for Too Many Years_2

Just as this thought was resurrected in his heart, a sharp scream suddenly resounded in the distant Hard Sun III Stellar System No.7 Planet Base.

The shriek was filled with terror.

It was clear that the terror had brutally crushed the shackles of the Destiny Covenant Mark like a steamroller.

“By the First… Nico Ross’s body in the cryogenic chamber is disintegrating! Quick… get someone over here! What do we do? What do we do? I don’t know anything! I don’t know why, but he suddenly started doing this.”

The person’s expression became extremely twisted due to panic and confusion.

As he shouted in alarm, he looked desperately at the surveillance footage in front of him.

In the video, Nico Ross’s body lay inside the cryogenic chamber.

A faint white mist was rising from the surface of his body.

As the white mist ascended into the sky, his body evaporated at an astonishing rate, like dry ice exposed to the sun.

The alarm was transmitted, and within 0.1 seconds, the technical team was synced.

The most advanced cryogenic chamber responded within 0.05 seconds, attempting more than 100,000 technical methods, even using Real Energy level unified freezing penetration, but to no avail.

After 3 seconds, under the gaze of countless eyes, only an empty, form-fitting life support suit remained in the cryogenic chamber.

The person was completely gone.

Evaporated.

When this news reached Nora Camp’s ears, she was momentarily stunned, but unexpectedly did not show an expression of grief. She simply responded lightly, “Oh, I see.”

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Immediately, her attention returned to her own battlefield.

Under her arrangement, the Third Front human soldiers, who had infiltrated the support forces of various Compound Eye Slaves Tribe armies, and the quietly developed rebellious Slave Tribe sympathizers were starting to take action. They would either seize control of the fleet and actively attack nearby support fleets that had not been infiltrated by humans; or, if they couldn’t take control, they would simply create a massive explosion from within and bring everyone down together; or they would quickly control the situation and accelerate towards the Glenoid Tribe Star. At the same time, on the Glenoid Tribe Star, nearly three million human soldiers were launching a seemingly unequal “rebellion” under the leadership of Martha Owen, the war-machine-type scientist, and were launching a tidal attack on the newly sealed cave entrance.

This was easier said than done, as Nora Camp had to consider the action modes of each infiltrating Third Front Special Operations Team while also organizing mutual coordination and cooperation between different Special Operations Teams approaching each other to continuously maximize their results, which was extremely mentally taxing.

The scout responsible for relaying information to her saw her calm composure and did not pester her any further, only admiring and lamenting her in his heart.

Perhaps this was the ability of the greatest commander recorded in the annals of the Void’s history.

After breaking contact with the scout, Nora Camp’s fingers trembled silently for less than half a second before quickly stabilizing. Under these circumstances, she still chose to believe blindly.

…

Inside the Glenoid Tribe Star’s cave, Freddy was still gnawing at the body of another Freddy, bite by bite.

Nico Ross didn’t know how much longer he needed and turned to look at Needham Brown and Tiffany Bell, who were still fighting the miniature Blade Mantis.

To get a clearer view, Nico Ross quickly floated over and placed himself in the center of the battle.

As he had discovered earlier, no kind of energy or radiation fluctuation would have any effect on his “soul” body.

Apparently, the depth of his information now far surpassed the basic level of the universe that humans and Compound-Eyed Observers could shake, which was roughly consistent with the “Aether” state that Martha Owen had previously mentioned could cross the generations of the universe.

Nico Ross silently watched the swirling armor of Tiffany Bell around him, feeling conflicted.

He had known Instructor Tiffany, also known as Miss T, for many years.

In his perception, Miss T was always calm and overflowed with a cool charm that exuded extreme confidence.

Later, Instructor Tiffany transformed herself into Zero and came to his side as a young girl, but she was still taciturn, preferring action over words.

For example, when Needham Brown challenged him for the first time, he was silently pressed down by Zero.

On ordinary days, when the two communicated, Zero appeared to speak a lot but she always remained focused and straight to the point.

After saying what needed to be said, she never had any extra pleasantries, as if speaking another word was too tiresome.

Nico Ross had thought she was a cold and composed person.

However, at this moment, his perception was completely overturned.

Since Nico Ross’s body had disappeared, the Blade Mantis had changed its target to killing the strongest human power, helping other Glenoid Tribe Battle Armors alleviate pressure. Naturally, its focus was on Tiffany Bell and Needham Brown.

But Tiffany Bell had gradually become accustomed to the operational patterns of the miniature Blade Mantis, and with Needham Brown’s equally impressive assistance, she slowly shifted from defense to offense.

When she started the offensive, her fighting style as the rumored Female Valkyrie was exposed—fully engaged, stormy, and frenzy-like.

She didn’t give the enemy a chance to breathe, nor did she give herself a chance to breathe.

She still allocated almost all of her energy to the heavy sword, leaving her body entirely unguarded.

To launch the offensive, Tiffany Bell became even more aggressive.

Sometimes, in order to deliberately expose flaws to increase the certainty of the enemy’s actions and look for counterattacks, she would even intentionally suppress the intensity of her own predictions, deliberately slowing down her movements as if she was fatigued or her armor’s energy relay was malfunctioning.