Captain wakes up 100,000 year later

Capital of the Elf Republic.

Above Barista.

The shock wave from Colossus 3 struck the spirit of light running down and scattered it.

At the same time, beautiful buildings decorated with ancient Elven crystals and streamlined metal vines were swept away by the shock wave and tumbled down.

Below, wooden golems possessed by forest spirits charge in to fight the Spirit of Light.

But these monsters were created by Arden, a myth. Ordinary spirits were being slaughtered because they were so difficult to deal with.

Wood golem spirits used to control the golem hidden in the stone to withstand the magic of fire, but they were melting from everywhere because they could not withstand the overwhelming amount of light.

[14% of the population of Barista is now dead. It's genocide.]

“You slaughtered an elf like this. The Gelnorim must have lost to the Huminides. ”

The captain mutters. He turns on the speakers above the city and starts broadcasting.

[I am the captain of the municipality of Illuvelas, of the United States of Earth. These spiritual monsters are summoned from the Holy Land. Evacuate the Elves of all Baristas. Colossus 3. Metamaterial deployment.]

The spirits opened their mouths and looked up at the sky.

Thousands of tons of escorts were about to fly up in the sky, so I couldn't keep my mouth shut because of the conical glamour and majesty.

Moreover, due to flying within the atmosphere, there was a charge discharge created by Colossus among the clouds. The appearance of lightning and storms adds majesty.

The last order was made to the operators, so the Tactical Facility has recovered.

“Metamaterial deployment! ”

Think about it. These commanders have learned simple basics, but most of them are just magic.

The great fortress they rode in was the stuff that made the magical empire migrate, and the spirit-like AI was controlling all of this.

That's why they think the captain ordered it for a reason.

Although it could not be understood, it was possible to reconstruct and execute that instruction by manipulating a simple interface.

The sensation of being connected to this powerful force that can be fully controlled after only a few days of training raised them.

“Metamaterials, deployed! ”

From the Nanogram Control Unit of Colossus 3, the long shadowy curtains were lowered.

It was as if the night had come on this bright day.

The meta material flows to the ground, clinging to the guns and cold weapons of the android soldiers, and even to the tree spirits of the elves fighting the Spirit of Light.

Ordinary trees became black trees, and because of the darkest metals in the world, they were transformed into beings that seemed like deep voids.

“Uuurrgghhh!"

The Tree Spirit screams and strikes the Light Spirit who burned himself to death.

Many Tree Spirits in Barista have not been able to resist because of the burning of their hands. However, once the metamaterials were overwhelmed, they were able to cut down the Spirit of Light and kill it with their physical strength.

Immediately, the Elven Spirits captured the Spirit of Light, who was about to move to another creature.

The Light Spirits were again confined to the Metamaterials. Enemy attacks are noticeably weakened after taking out a substantial number.

[Captain. The Elven Spirits must be familiar with this type of self-absorbed monster. It seems to be gaining control.]

“Tactical hall.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. ”

“I'll leave the situation to you. Commence the Tour Under Tyrant's guidance. I'm going to Metropolis. ”

The captain boarded AGC142 and headed back to Metropolis. Since we set an example first, we should be able to organize it in our own way.

AGC142 continued to open portals as it flew and launched Android drop ports around the world.

The image of a purple arc transport flying through the grain sacks seems to be raining purple lightning.

[This is a report from Colossus 2. They incinerated the entire area of the temple and planted nuclear warheads in an energy field that leads underground.]

In the video, the place where the large ceremony was held was shredded, and the energy field of the crystals that summoned the Spirit of Light was separated by nuclear weapons.

The entire tactical nuclear weapon had caused the ground to sink and no one had access to the magical gate that turned souls into light spirits.

“Very well. We should be able to prevent any further spiritual interference for a while. What about somewhere else? ”

[Most of the cities are being gradually cleaned up due to a blockage in the central troop supply, but there have been a lot of casualties. How dare you treat Zenoside on a planetary scale like this... It's terrible.]

“To them, the infected beasts must have been put to death before they could move the disease. ”

The captain manipulated the screen to illuminate Metropolis.

The desolate wasteland was now devastated by the stench of a fierce ion cannon, the heat of a raining rail gun, and the photon rays emitted by the spirits of light.

“The wheat field you've worked so hard for has become a mess. ”

The captain says it's lonely. The large agricultural district, which citizens worked hard to create, was completely burned down, so that no dust could be seen.

[In the end, we should proceed in the form of agricultural buildings.]

Tyrant's indifference is disturbing.

AGC142 reached the ground I was only looking at on the screen. Looking down at the window, the field from which beautiful wheat grew melted down and became lava.

The floor was split like a spider web, and the land that was pushed up by the force of a sharp fang exploded up high, creating countless terrain like fish bones.

The captain reached the top of Metropolis, jumped out of AGC142 and climbed aboard Colossus 1, and von Lamia hurriedly saluted him in a floating position.

“So, what's the enemy's strength? ”

Lamia quickly lowers her saluted hand.

“Yes, Your Majesty. As recommended by the Combat Manuals program, we have used wide-area EMP ammunition to reduce the intensity of Light Spirits. As a result, the enemy's progress is slowed by 8.7%. ”

The blue lightning is trembling and shaking, sweeping the floor.

It was not just a one-time EMP shock wave, but a weapon in the form of a continuously emitting EMP from a large pillar lodged in the ground.

He would have advised us to try EMP, whether alien or human, if they were emitting "light."

However, we were still unable to give effective advice about the war in Alphazeta.

The spirit of light rises from the ground and is pushed to Metropolis as if it had nothing to do with EMP.

He's pushing his body endlessly towards the massive metamaterials that are blocking them, whether or not his body disappears.

Woof! Woof! Bang!

I'm out!

A black wing-like metamaterial that spreads throughout the battlefield. And the noise that the spirit of light entering into the metamaterial was like harmony.

Crassus steps back behind the dark matter and magically strikes it down one by one.

This was because they realized that no matter how much they bit, trampled, and melted with their breasts, they could not redeem the Spirit of Light itself.

Crassus seals the spirits one by one, wrapped around a metamaterial with just his mind.

“Certainly indigenous creatures are used to fighting these spirits. ”

[According to Iksa, information about invasive spirits is abundant. Once the process of interpreting the frame for large-scale seal recognition is complete, the sealing order will be available using internal power.]

All the others had retreated behind the metamaterials and were struggling on the front lines, hanging long cables behind only the sea spirit monarch, who could only fight the light spirits and deal loyal damage.

“What's that cable behind my back? ”

[Because the meta material absorbs the energy power of the microwave, the power transmitted to the spirit lord has been weakened. I ripped the security energy pipes off of Metropolis and connected them as soon as I could.]

Thanks to this, the Monarch of the Sea Spirits became a cybernetic warrior with a long cable on his back and a burning thorn in his hand.

As it roars and sweeps away the Spirit of Light, you can clearly see it feeding off the effective hits.

“Good work. I'll be in command from now on. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty! ”

The captain looks at the screen and says.

“How far is it to the defensive endpoint? ”

[Captain. It's a match between the output to produce metamaterials and the output of enemy attacks, but soon the sun will rise across Metropolis. If the meta material absorbs solar light, it's going to load up with power at an incredible rate. Therefore, the current defensive end point is four hours until sunrise. When that time comes, we'll have to defend ourselves in a different way.]

In Tyrant's brief report, the captain looks back at the situation.

Colossus, Ship 1 was struggling. Fire cannons and missiles are being launched at the enemy spirits, but they only harpoon the ground and the Light Spirits scatter and regroup.

“Increase output to see the battle in the shortest time. While Colossus II digs deep in the Holy Land, we'll give this place a chance to redeem the spirit of enemy light. ”

As the captain opens the portal, a cool forest smell spills over the bridge.

The captain ordered the main frame of the Carracan staircase to burn all the forests in time.

“Turn the particle generator to its maximum and create a confinement window of metamaterials. I will not destroy the Spirit of Light, but will cast it into the ground with a metamaterial. ”

It feels like a long needle. Captain, just like you were gathering cicadas.]

“It's not going to be a pretty sight. It reminds me of a legend that Earl Dracula put people on a pole. ”

Lamia looks at the captain blankly because she doesn't know what she's talking about.

Then the central production facility in the Karaka staircase clearly understood the order and immediately began supplying needles made of metamaterials.

A long needle of meta material spills out through the portal.

[Rapid alignment with nanograms, lasting only an hour and a half.]

“It doesn't matter. Replace the Reagan ammunition. ”

Colossus # 1 was also able to reassemble internal facilities such as AB12.

Soon, the nanogram rails were connected in a straight line to the Weapons Room. The spilling metamaterial windows are loaded in the weapons room.

Soon the Colossus 1 firing system was ready to fire metal rounds loaded with metamaterials instead of liquefied rail gun systems.

“Fire the flare until the battle is over. ”

“Fire the flare! ”

There were no clouds in this airfield. An endless number of galaxies cover the sky.

Only, I didn't see any stars because the light spirits of the earth were scattering too strong a light.

If anyone could see this place with their bare eyes, it was a scene so fierce that they were blind.

However, in a place so full of light, the black spear cut so gently that it plunged down into the spirits from the sky.

[It works. Captain, all hit objects have stopped moving.]

The things in the spear tremble on the ground without moving.

It was shaken all around like a vibrating liquid, then repeatedly stopped again and did not return to its original shape.

Perhaps it was sealed because it was originally covered with a spirit on human beings.

“That's it. This is our victory. ”

The captain looks down from the sky and says,

The sky was surrounded by a curtain of metamaterials, like a black aurora, and beneath it were still half the corpses of the Spirit of Light sprinkled with strong light embedded in a metamaterial window.

The huge metamaterial window was enough for five meters, and the light spirits were still only the size of humans, like thin steaks stuck in chopsticks.

The chopsticks were spread out across the earth like a display on the ground, and Colossus 1 threw a black spear at the rising spirits of light.

It was like an endless graveyard.

“Po's report is late. Arden's head must have moved to an orbital facility, right? ”

[Yes, cannons are checking external suppression to see if brain harvesting is possible.]

We couldn't bring dangerous substances into Metropolis. What would you do if you had a nuclear fusion warhead in your brain?

Of course, it was very unlikely, but it could not be seen as not. After knowing the identity of the dragons, I had to move more carefully in every way.

“Lamia. Finish the battle here. ”

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