As the spatial fissure continued to tear through the fabric of space, it was clearly gaining on the fleeing Amaranto.
The expert rifleman mech never excelled in speed to begin with, and she was also weighed down by the considerable mass of the Instrument of Doom.
"I will have to toss aside my energy cannon if this doesn't end!" Venerable Davia Stark warned.
That would certainly help with freeing up the Amaranto's speed, but no one knew what would happen after that. If the fissure went on to destroy the Instrument of Doom, the rapid strike force might lose its only chance of punching through the phase lord's near-impervious spatial barrier!
In order to preserve this essential capacity, the rapid strike force needed to relieve the Amaranto's predicament!
Ves looked at the live feed centered on the phase lord and noticed a crucial detail.
"The enemy phase lord has become stationary! He is not making any further movements. Concentrate all of your attacks on him! Do not let up on the pressure!"
Many expert mechs had already begun to do so. Other powerful ranged mechs such as the Minerva, the Promethea and the Star Dancer Mark II implicitly coordinated with each other and concentrated all of their attacks on a precise point in the spatial barrier that was right in front of the alien opponent's damaged armor sections.
"No defense is unassailable!" Venerable Brutus Wodin spoke as his expert mech did not produce any noticeable results up until this point. "Activate your strongest attacks! The alien isn't moving or taking any other actions to mitigate the damage, so this is our greatest chance!"
The ranged mechs in question all started to glow brighter as their pilots charged up to launch more powerful attacks.
More machines joined the fray as well. Melee expert mechs such as the Dark Zephyr and the First Sword ignored their vulnerability against spacequakes and boldly surged forward in order to add their might to the ongoing offensive!
As the various power attacks struck the phase lord, the alien looked visibly more discomfited.
"I don't believe you can ignore my shots anymore!" Venerable Imon Ingvar spoke as the Blade Chaser Mark II continuously fired his Gray Lotus at the same spot from the same angle.
The death energy phasing through the spatial barrier and striking the phase lord's body directly started to produce clear differences at this time. Portions of the alien's external body began to fade and necrotize as Helena's power did its job.
If that wasn't enough, the melee expert melee mechs finally unleashed their own power moves!
The first one to arrive came from the C-Man. The expert mech charged forward with as much momentum as he could build while rearing up his increasingly brighter first!
"VINCENT PUNCH!"
The resulting impact produced a significantly greater result than Vincent's last one. The stressed spatial barrier destabilized a bit further, but still managed to hold up to this point.
The Dark Zephyr followed up next. Though the light skirmisher did not look as if he could exert anything close to the raw power of a brawler mech like the C-Man, it possessed a lot more finesse and precision!
The Larkinson Clan's iconic expert light skirmisher advanced in a different manner than before.
Previously, the machine prioritized speed over anything else. This time, Venerable Tusa entered his Shadow Dance mode, causing his expert mech to become a lot more deadlier and graceful than before.
Once the Dark Zephyr danced his way to the unmoving phase lord, the expert light skirmisher stabbed out both of his shadow-empowered knives at once as he completed his mysterious sequence!
"The Finale!"
This time, the spatial barrier briefly showed a few cracks after getting struck by the Dark Zephyr's oddly lethal attack, but they quickly disappeared as the phase lord's formidable strength proved to be superior in the end.
"The alien is showing weakness! We can do it! We need one more blow to break the spatial barrier!"
The continuous succession of heavy, concentrated attacks not only weakened the integrity of this powerful defensive measure, but also slowed down its recovery rate.
The latter was the most crucial part! The attacking side just needed to launch one more powerful strike to prevent all of the prior strikes from going to waste.
Venerable Dise waited for this moment. She and her First Sword both shared a lot of frustration about their continued inability to fight against the more powerful indigenous threats of the Red Ocean.
In one battle after another, the expert swordsman mech either had to play second fiddle or be forced to take up a paltry ranged support role.
The First Sword was never designed to cheer on other mechs. She was designed to be the ultimate swordsman mech and one that could leverage the skill of her expert pilot to defeat all opponents, no matter how strong or confounding they may be. This was the ethos of the Swordmaidens and it was one that Venerable Dise and her battle partner were determined to pursue!
Unlike other expert pilots, Venerable Dise had no desire to wait until the Larkinson Clan's mech designers upgraded her expert mech again.
The First Sword was hardly the strongest or the most cutting-edge expert mech of the Larkinsony Army anymore, but Venerable Dise deeply understood her expert mech and how to control the machine to an extremely fine degree.
Not only that, but she had also put a lot more effort into training and improving her fighting style than any of the other expert pilots.
That was not to say that her colleagues and peers were weak. They all possessed their own strengths, but it was undeniable that many of them had developed a high dependence on the tech at their disposal.
Venerable Dise was the only active expert pilot who fully embraced traditional swordsmanship.
She embraced its somewhat archaic and cumbersome customs and regularly exchanged insights with other powerful swordmasters.
One of the problems that they became increasingly more concerned about was the challenge of breaking through the powerful defenses often employed by the native aliens.
The Heavensword Association had already sent out multiple batches of pioneers to the Red Ocean, and some of them found that their vaunted swordsman mechs attained less than desirable results in confrontations against alien forces.
Whether it was the spatial barriers projected by organic powerhouses or the more ubiquitous transphasic energy shields produced by highly advanced generators, many sword styles that had proven to be effective in the past no longer became as reliable as before.
Many sword styles in use today had been adapted to mech combat. Their creators and contributors never paid much attention to the need to employ them against phasewater-based defenses.
All of that changed in recent years.
The various swordmasters working on these collective projects freely pooled their efforts together in order to work for the common benefit of the Heavensword Association and all traditional swordsmen.
It was an impressive development and one that started to produce several useful results due to the involvement of so many powerful warriors.
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