Chapter 127 Revenant Ascendancy. (3)

Words : 1133 Updated : Sep 25th, 2025

"Nyra, Lyra," Cleo's voice echoed through the communicator, calm yet filled with urgency, "leave the current area to the Kaelzar units. They'll arrive in approximately two minutes. Your priority now is the hangar, enemy transport ships are closing in, and they're not pirates. Be extremely cautious. We have limited data on them, only their name and superficial details." As she spoke, Cleo transmitted the fastest route to the hangar directly to their arm devices. The GPS-like system lit up with a glowing blue path, guiding them through the ship's labyrinth of corridors. "Understood, Teacher," Lyra replied through the communicator, her voice steady. She sprinted after her sister, Nyra, who was already ahead of her, cutting down any pirates unfortunate enough to cross her path. The two sisters, moved with lethal precision, their weapons slicing through their enemies like whispers of death. Nyra, with her crimson blade glowing faintly, didn't stop to respond. She preferred action over words. With each step, her strikes were so fast and decisive that the pirates barely had time to comprehend their fates before collapsing into lifeless heaps. Inside one of the enemy drop pods that had breached the Cleopatra, a small group of pirates sat nervously, their backs pressed against the walls as they debated their next move. "They've left the area," one pirate whispered, peeking out of the pod's window. "Yeah, I saw them too," another muttered, wiping sweat from his brow. " Those... those women... they're gone." "Good," the first pirate said, his voice gaining a shred of confidence. "Let's jump out and search for the shield generator room. That's the target, right?" "Do you think this is a good idea?" another pirate asked hesitantly, gripping his weapon tightly.Nôv(el)B\\jnn "I mean, we don't even know what kind of soldiers these people have." "So what? Anything is better than dealing with those crazy women! If the soldiers haven't arrived here yet, it means they're busy with the other teams. We'll move fast and be out before anyone notices us. Now follow me." The lead pirate climbed out of the drop pod, his boots hitting the floor with a metallic thud. The others hesitated but eventually followed, their weapons held close to their chests. "Alright, let's try this side first," the leader said, pointing down a dimly lit corridor. They moved cautiously, their eyes darting to every shadow. But something felt... wrong. After a few steps, the leader noticed the silence. "Why are you guys so quiet? Still scared of what might be here?" he asked, turning around to look at his team. What he saw froze him to the core. His teammates were standing still, their bodies upright... but their heads were gone. The clean cuts at their necks were so precise and fast that the bodies hadn't even collapsed yet. Blood began to spill as the headless forms toppled one by one. "Wha-what?! What's going on?!" The pirate stammered, stumbling backward, his weapon trembling in his hands. As he retreated, his back hit something cold and unyielding. His breath caught in his throat, his entire body freezing in terror. Before he could turn around, he felt the icy touch of something sharp pressing against the back of his neck. The last thing the pirate saw was his own body standing there headless, as his vision faded to the ceiling above him. The transport vessels were massive, with bulky hulls and reinforced plating, clearly built for more than just pirates. These weren't ordinary raiders. " Understood," Cleo's voice replied through their comms, calm as ever. "You and your Bloody Legion will be in charge of stopping them. Consider this a live training exercise to learn how to command your forces effectively. Your objective is simple: hold the line and endure until Rex arrives to reinforce you." "R-Rex is coming?" Lyra whispered, a faint flush rising to her cheeks. Her voice was quiet, but it couldn't escape Nyra's sharp, vampiric hearing. Nyra turned her head slowly, raising an eyebrow at her twin before breaking into a mischievous smirk. Without warning, she raised her hand and delivered a playful spank Discover exclusive content at empire to Lyra's rear. "Ouch! What was that for?!" Lyra hissed, rubbing her sore backside as she glared at her sister. Her cheeks now burned brighter, both from the sting and the embarrassment. "Hehe," Nyra chuckled, striking a proud pose with one hand on her hip and the other pointing dramatically at Lyra . "That's what you get for having such a big butt! It was clearly asking for it!" "What big sister?! We're twins! " Lyra shot back, her face still flushed. " And you have a big butt too! Maybe even bigger than mine!" Nyra smirked even wider, not missing a beat. " Don't be so rude to your big sister, little Lyra!" she teased, ignoring the fact that they were the exact same age. Lyra stood up abruptly, fuming as she clenched her fists. "Oh, that's it! You're so getting kicked for that!" But before Lyra could make good on her threat, Nyra laughed and jumped down from the container, dashing toward the Bloody Legion as if nothing had happened. "Catch me later, little sis! Right now, we've got invaders to crush!" Nyra's teasing demeanor vanished the moment she reached the Bloody Legion, a force made up of two distinct groups. The Aegis units, upgraded to sport a striking red-and-gold design, stood in disciplined ranks, their advanced combat systems ready to execute commands. Alongside them were the Blood Clan Assassins, shadowy and lethal warriors who had once been feared across countless battlefields. Now, however, the assassins were bound by the progenitor aura of the twins, serving them with unwavering loyalty. The assassins believed they were merely following the natural order, submitting to the more powerful vampires who had bested them in combat. They had no idea that Nyra and Lyra were progenitors, beings of such immense power that their influence was absolute. The twins, now 18 years old, were a far cry from the children they had once been. Their once-innocent features had matured into striking, almost ethereal beauty, with sharp, alluring eyes and graceful yet powerful frames. Their special combat armor, developed by Cleo with regenerative technology inspired by the Blood Clan's ancient designs, clung to their forms, enhancing their agility and offering unmatched protection. The armor's tight fit and elegant design only accentuated their already stunning appearances, a fact that often left their enemies distracted and regretful. Nyra strode confidently to the front of the Bloody Legion, her crimson blade resting against her shoulder as she addressed the troops.

Chapter 127 Revenant Ascendancy. (3)

Comments (0)