The Mech Touch novel Chapter 5032

5032 Evil Humans

The Khoraln-Lizh-Gharaer hovered over a planet with her main cannons directed towards the surface.

These cannons fired at slow but momentous intervals as they propelled heavy projectiles directly towards a distant speck of color.

Each time the dense and metallic struck the surface, the mighty homeship's optical sensors detected a large explosion of dust and force!

The aged orven battleship had held back from firing her formidable arsenal in the first few hours.

This was because her firepower was no longer needed. After smashing the human defensive garrison and driving away the scattered mechs and starships that managed to flee out of range, the Khoraln-Lizh-Gharaer still needed to remain on guard In order to prevent those annoying human machines from coming back.

It was not as if those weak mechs could do anything to threaten the raiding fleet that was under her protection!

Riewna-Khalerin-Ortosu-Fugha-Celeron sneered as he sat atop his throne In the center of the command center of his homeship.

He disliked his current duty. The Khorain-Lizh-Gharaer may not have been able to incorporate all of the latest stolen human technologies introduced by the Red Cabal, but she was still a genuine battleship, if only a relatively smaller one of her kind!

However, Rlewna-Khalerin-Ortosu-Fugha-Celeron understood quite well that homeships like his own had no place In this new era.

The successful implementation of the Ancient Refuge Plan had given everyone a chance to drive out the hated humans!

Each homeship must contribute, and while the Khorain-Eizh-Gharaer could have become a part of the much more impressive main forces that were responsible for fighting the strongest humans war machines, her performance simply wasn't up to standard!

Instead, the homeship's relatively high traversal speed and expendability made her a lot more suitable for babysitting the raiding forces formed by the minor races.

When Riewna received his orders, he obeyed without question.

The gods were the ultimate rulers of the Red Ocean! Those without a drop of phasewater In their veins must never defy the authority of their betters!

That said, the orvan homeship captain already hated his latest mission.

Under normal times, Riewna would spare a second glance towards the disgusting race called the Wheednar.

These eight-limbed mammalians lacked noble fur like the orvens and crawled on the floor like beastly savages.

Although the Wheednar at least had the smarts to obey the directive of the gods, they never showed as much regard towards Riewna himself despite being descended from a god of his own race!

This raid was a typical example of the lack of obedience and discipline inherent in this filthy race.

The Wheednar spent 70 percent more time on the surface than the limit imposed by Riewna.

Too many of their starfighters got shot down by mechs and defensive turrets due to their persistent habit of racing ahead of the warships that could provide life-saving support.

The ground troops deployed by the Wheednar subsequently spent way too much time trying to hunt down the fleeing and hiding the humans for sport Instead of trying to gather all of the valuable human tech, materials and possibly godblood.

Though orvens such as Riewna hated the human Invaders like anyone else, even he could not deny the strength of human technology.

The Red Cabal had an incredibly high demand for human salvage!

Every alien homeship assigned to raid the human colonies had to fulfill a demanding quota of human salvage in order to complete the mission!

Riewna's only hope of ending his awful Wheednar babysitting tour was by turning over enough human salvage.

He could not do this effectively when these naked eight-limbed creatures kept fooling around!

"Do the Wheednar not understand that they will invite destruction if they keep squandering time!?"

"The Wheednar have never encountered humans before this mission." An orven officer supplied. "They have heard of the might of the invaders from others, but the actual humans they fought against were far from matching the tales from the front. They have only ever fought against the peasants among the humans. Their primitive brains cannot make them understand that the weak humans they have hunted so far are the least of what we have to fear!"

Though many of his fellow orvans spoke as if cutting off the humans from their home galaxy already meant they won the war, Riewna was sober enough to understand that the humans still had plenty of ways to retaliate before they died!

"The last Wheednar shuttles and homeships are about to lift off from the planet!"

"It is about time. Remind me to punish their council of leaders for failing to control their unruly minions."

"You have already replaced their leaders for the third time, my lord. Each cycle has caused the Wheednars to fight amongst themselves and neglect their other duties."

"I DO NOT CARE! THESE FILTHY CREATURES MUST BE TAUGHT TO OBEY!"

He could not wait long enough to get rid of this babysitting duty!

As Riewna-Khalerin-Ortosu-Fugha-Celeron continued to oversee his slow raiding fleet's steady withdrawal from the ruined human colony, the Khoraln-Lizh-Gharaer briefly shook.

"Report." The orven captain immediately called even as his four eyes scanned the information panels extended from his seat.

"We are receiving confusing reports from downstairs. Our engineers are screaming about... about being haunted by an evil demon! A human demon!"

"That is nonsense!" Riewna boomed! "Our homeship is under the protection of our gods. No evil can possibly invade our blessed walls!"

"Be that as it may, our engineers are continuing to issue the same warnings! Wait, we have Just received another notification that the evil demon has invaded our first warp drive. It... it is beginning to transmit errors! It cannot activate without conducting repairs!"

Riewna-Khalerin-Ortosu-Fugha-Celeron stood up from his seat in shock!

He immediately summoned a live feed of his homeship's primary engineering bay.

Half of the orven engineers were either screaming and running around.

Many of the remainder had attempted to flee from the cursed compartment.

None of the engineers made any attempt to protect or repair the damaged ship systems.

This was because the few brave orvens that attempted to do so inexplicably collapsed and died!

"Demons! We are beset by demons!"

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