Congregation Of The Quiongu Fanhui Existence
"Keep it quiet!" Commander Choliac barked before the crowd had a chance to react strongly to these words. This was their neighboring Existence! And it was attacking them for no reason! They just wanted more of the pie that others watched become juicer! How dare they?!!
However, these soldier units weren't dumb, idiotic troopers without experience or brains what all this meant. The Heraxle Clan has left them to fend for themselves, appearing to do something about it but not caring a bit! They would allow an all-out Existence scale war to unfold only if it was in their name? How ridiculous! Could there be anything more ridiculous than that?!
The commander looked at their expressions and knew what they were thinking as he, his fellow commanders, and even the upper echelons of the Faction also thought about them and frowned when they heard the news.
With so many people directly mobilizing to their borders with the Evergazing Existence, it was more transparent than water and crystal that the Obscure Orb Sect had finally found some things about the previous events’ strangeness. One didn’t need to be an idiot to know the hidden forces making moves within the Existence were those from the Evergazing Existence!!
“What puny organization thinks they can show their butt on our faces?! We have to destroy them!!” A Soldier roared. His face turned red, and his heart beat like crazy as he couldn’t hold it anymore. The commander looked at him, but he expressed no pressure from his gaze. He looked at the young man until he calmed before speaking, “They are no Overlord organization, but they are far more powerful than many of our Overlord organizations.”
“According to our intel. This organization is focused on many matters of the Evergazing Existence, moving from Galaxy to other Universes all year-long. They are called the Sword Majistic Pavilion. They’re the strongest organization in the Evergazing Existence, a peak Fourth Step organization. This is their emblem, and these are the younger generation you should be cautious to meet in the upcoming battle.”
“Yeah!” - “That’s right, that’s right!!” - “To battle we go!” - “Those faces— itch them into your Souls, remember them!” - “Aahh~! And here I thought we were getting short of targets to hunt. Just fine!!” - “Hmph! It’s time to hunt another Existence’s people… my blood boils!”
The soldier units responded how they should, not disappointing commander Choliac as the screen behind him showed the emblem and hundreds of faces. He added, “This battle isn’t just standing on a platform and dueling someone. It will be a battle, equal to any war you’ve been in, but only with those from the Life-Long realm to the First Step.”
Everyone stayed quiet and waited for their commander to continue, which he did not take long. “Make no mistake, for this might be a battle where only the strongest organization of either Existence’s younger generation might fight, but all their allies and recently added members will count. Although our side has less information, we have hope in our forces— you!”
“Sect Master Prada has called upon everyone to send their Flotillas, incomplete and complete Fleets, and the brightest younger generation in the Existence. From now on, even when we still have our disputes, we form an alliance across the Quiongu Fanhui Existence!! Did you hear that?!” Commander Choliac bellowed at the end of his words. Just to show his thrill at the meanings of these acts. It was as if a brutal war was about to erupt!
But nobody was stupid. If either side won, wouldn’t there be a situation where a Fifth Step organization might birth before the anticipated timeline? If they could win… their Crimsonbreaking Organization would definitely become a Fourth Step organization in time record! Not even the Interchanging Dust Dynasty would have been this fast!
“At last… let me remind you what you’re facing and what we’re counting on,” commander Choliac emphasized on this part. “Hundreds of millions of younger generations will show up here. A few Teams or a Flotilla won’t make any influential contribution there, so don’t separate from your brethren!”
“Yes, sir!!” The crowd roared without missing a beat. Commander Choliac continued without changing his expression, “There won’t be any Carriers or Supreme Battleships in this battle, but this will be the first operation of this scale our Crimsonbreaking Faction does after the 10 year war, after the new Change. I have to say this… many of you are expected to die.”
“The world knows we can’t miss such an opportunity for war, for riches only those who survived the 10 year war know we can get. But after suffering heavy losses in the 10 year war and losing our Fleets, they believe we are weak!” The commander said. The crowd responded in tune, “We’ll prove them wrong!!!”
Commander Choliac started walking back and forth like a predator, craning his neck forwards to look at them, feeling their boiling emotions. “Now, everyone is waiting to see us suffer more. We have many enemies, and we suffer from many hateful gazes! Even when we find small missions, people refuse to give up nowadays! They think we’re like them, like everyone else! Well, are we?”
“Hell no!!!!” The crowd shouted even harder, and other headquarters started having the same experience. Their commanders weren’t just to fight. They were the parent figure if their soldier units didn’t have one, and either way, if they did!
“What do we do when our people, our home, our purpose is tarnished? How did we respond to threats in the war of the new Change? How did we act when hundreds of Fleets chased after us?!!” Commander Choliac said, and this time, his blood boiled, too. Everyone could feel it, and as the incomplete Fleet’s medallions heated up, including the commanders and vice commanders, the crowd surged again. And this time, Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t quiet.
“KILL!!!!”
“Prepare for battle! You’re not returning here until more than half the enemy’s forces are killed by your hands or retreated in fear after seeing you! None of you are allowed to return until that happens!!!” Commander Choliac swung his hands, looking like a decrepit old timer with evil intent. Heian Ciemnosc and the whole damn Crimsonbreaking Faction began beating their chest. Blood boiled, and the battle spirit in the base.
Stomp, stomp, stomp, STOMP, STOMP, STOMP, STOMP!!!
The incomplete Fleet’s headquarters began mobilizing. Heian Ciemnosc led his twin Frigates as everyone in his crew members’ numbers were readied the hell up to fly into space and form a decisive line with everyone there, waiting for the moment when the battle was opened, and the world saw their Faction show what they truthfully are!
. . .
9 days later, on the 3rd day of the last week of the month. In the Carrier, inside Alyona’s bedroom.
“...” Heian Ciemnosc played with Anastasia, who seemed like she could not have enough of him. She struggled until her hands couldn’t snatch the toy her father held and teased her with. She giggled instead of becoming bothered and even hugged her father’s neck. Just then, the entrance opened, and Alyona walked in.
Alyona’s head was low, but she walked with anticipating steps towards Heian Ciemnosc. His Spirit Sense couldn't cross the walls even by a nanosecond, so he didn’t know what was up, but she did. Heian Ciemnosc’s curiosity grew as Anastasia opened and closed her hands, stretching them towards Mother Alyona.
“Moooom! Me huggies! Ehehe!” Alyona finally looked up, and before grabbing Anastasia, she pushed a little card from both her hands’ index fingers and thumbs, holding it tight against Heian Ciemnosc’s belly. Heian Ciemnosc immediately felt his emblem glow, and he looked at his wife with unprecedented surprise.
Seeing her cue, Alyona grabbed Anastasia, and the little child immediately used the gigantic right breast as a cushion to lay and sleep on. Alyona smiled, feeling somewhat at peace that their daughter no longer tried to force milk from her unusually but perfectly big breasts.
“I’m an Officer?” Heian Ciemnosc calmly asked Alyona, knowing he didn’t need to. as he checked his medallion. Just as he read his new, updated information and saw the changes, he noticed something else and looked at Alyona with straight-up, pure shock. “Large Flotilla… commander?!”
“It’s not me. It was the upper echelons’ unanimous decision,” Alyona said, gently rocking Anastasia so she slept. She wasn’t a baby. But this child just ate a maid’s full milk tank. She smiled, baffling Heian Ciemnosc more from her beauty alone, and continued. “Your Eternal Return Team members were offered to command or vice command a Frigate each, but they all refused.”
When the upper echelons sent various Officers to ask the piloting expert teams who should be promoted to such roles, they all avoided an official answer and simply declared they would follow you rather than lead. Sigh. After some discussion, it was decided you would lead more than your Frigates. Of course, you will have someone to take advice from afar. But still. It will be you leading a Large Flotilla.”
“... Thank you,” Heian Ciemnosc said, looking down at his medallion as if hypnotized. When he lifted his head, he saw Alyona’s black-coffee eyes locked onto him and one of her hands caressing him while still carrying their daughter in her sleep.
“No need, silly boy,” Alyona said, grandly smiling at the end of her words, making him feel all too cared for. She then whispered into his mind, making him dry-mouthed quite. “Since you can’t let me see how you control those 4 lasses in your Team, prepare me something in your reunion. Alright?”
“... sure.” Heian Ciemnosc could only answer with a word before falling silent. Alyona seemed to notice his dry throat. Maybe that’s why she lifted her head and slightly tiptoed to reach his face, sending a bunch of her into his mouth, mixing it inside his mouth with her tongue and lips before letting go.
“Have you gone with the others already?” Alyona asked, caressing his forearms caringly. Heian Ciemnosc meekly nodded, responding in a quiet tone. “I was just waiting for you. I… didn’t know you carried such news.”
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“Hm,” Alyona blew from her nostrils, letting Heian Ciemnosc feel at ease in comfort. He would need to remember this, for when he left… there won’t be looking back.
… After silently embracing Alyona for several minutes, whispering into each other’s minds, and speaking of future decisions, Heian Ciemnosc exited her bedroom and residence. There, he saw many new faces. All from other Officials, high-end Soldiers, and even a couple Security Elders.
“Commander,” one of the security elders, a young man in the Farsighted realm, uttered and gently saluted Heian Ciemnosc. Heian Ciemnosc gulped and didn’t need to ask why they were there. Although their faces showed disbelief after he came out of that door, thinking their Chairwoman would lead them outside, their minds rapidly reacted and showed only politeness.
“Good… Can I… expect you to follow my every word?” Heian Ciemnosc said, slowly gaining composure. His new direct subordinates looked at him, and before an awkward silence could form, the other Security Elder spoke, “You can.”
“You can, sir.” - “We will follow.” - “Most of our commanders can’t act, but they‘re willing to die without being able to defend themselves… How can we not dare?! We will follow!”
“...” Heian Ciemnosc looked at them as they responded and afterwards. He studied them, and when he seemed to finish, he grinned. He walked forward, exuding his core Dark realm peak level cultivation base as he calmly spoke under his breath, “You are the first actual force I command. Military unit. Are you not even a bit nervous?”
“HUA! We’re thrilled, sir!” The 2 rows of people who were all superior to Heian Ciemnosc just several minutes ago responded in unison, not worrying about shouting before the Chairwoman’s residence or inside the Carrier. They were from other incomplete Fleets until today, as they will form part of a new, powerful Large Flotilla.
“Follow me,” Heian Ciemnosc’s words echoed. A few transporting vehicles parked tens of meters before they were ready, and a smiling Officer looked at Heian Ciemnosc with meek eyes. How she wanted to lay asleep on that lap!
. . .
20 minutes later, Heian Ciemnosc stood before a port where a Large Flotilla was prepared with most of their auxiliary units inside and some outside, waiting for the soldier units to arrive. The base had anchored a couple days ago. Now that it was time to set out, Heian Ciemnosc could see thousands of transporting spaceships flying above the cities as if the Crimsonbreaking Faction’s Carrier was about to set off.
Finally, Heian Ciemnosc watched as his Team members arrived and led the twin Frigates’ personnel. And thankfully, Heian Ciemnosc’s Large Flotilla had his Team’s Defensive and Offensive Frigate incorporated. Otherwise, Heian Ciemnosc wouldn’t be able to see or command them, and he couldn’t change such accommodations no matter what he did.
“Team Leader… heh, no longer co-leading… How does it feel?” Ruo Wei asked, standing before her commander and direct superior Officer like it was nothing. Heian Ciemnosc slightly smiled from the left corner of his mouth and said, “Like I’m overstepping my bounds.”
“You’re damn right,” Ruo Wei calmly interjected. Heian Ciemnosc grinned harder. Then, he said with more ease behind his words as he looked at the Team’s twin Frigates’ personnel and other crew members moving to their respective spaceships. “That’s why… I can’t hide anymore. I suppose. I’m… prepared to go all out. I can let this Large Flotilla have a mediocre commander. We are no foreign organization, right?”
“Of course not!” Ruo Wei frowned and responded, placing her hands on her hips. Heian Ciemnosc relaxed his face. He then looked at her intently and asked, “Are you prepared to give everything you got?”
“Of course we are!” Ruo Wei frowned and swung her hands on her hips with intent, as if showing her utter determination. Heian Ciemnosc smiled, comforted.
“Get in, I’ll see everyone get inside first.” Heian Ciemnosc nudged with his head, indicating his Team members to get ready. They looked at him with pride before nodding and walking away, hedging to the twin Frigates. Ruo Wei moved to the Offensive, and the rest to the Defensive. Ruo Wei had been Heian Ciemnosc’s number 1 student in commanding the Frigates, while the others wanted to let her have this battle as her entire moment.
As Heian Ciemnosc’s Spirit Sense told him they were getting ready, it traveled to the rest of the port, where his Large Flotilla timely prepared and entered a waiting mode as he was still outside. Heian Ciemnosc waited until every soldier nit was inside their spaceships before turning to walk into his very own… A Low class Battleship!!
The Crimsonbreaking Faction wasn’t wasting any of their time or resources. They would send a message with every Large Flotilla accompanied by at least 1 Low Battleship and another whenever this finished. Heian Ciemnosc moved towards his Low Battleship at ease, unhurried, and as if other Flotillas weren’t already zooming in the distance.
As Heian Ciemnosc walked, a line of Flotillas from all sizes, some with an extra Low Battleship, creating an awe-inspiring sight to behold as a nebula was painted 120 degrees from the direction they were headed to.
Finally, Heian Ciemnosc’s Large Flotilla was ready. Their port was already past the current line of Flotillas that soared into space at mild speeds before zooming away. When he arrived at the central command with a blink of his Myriad Darkness Materialization, confusing his new crew members and the rest as a sudden dark sphere appeared for a few seconds. He commanded… for the first time after so long!
“Set off.”
WYYUUUMP!!- WYYUUUMP!!- WYYUUUMP!!- WYYUUUMP!!-...
The Low Battleship’s unique large engine— medium and small engines turned up simultaneously. The largest glowed the brightest. As the Low Battleship flew into space, the rest of the Large Flotilla followed. The twin Frigates immediately moved to the Low battleship’s rear sides.
Only after Ruo Wei and the others entered the central command did they realize that was their position. Of course, Heian Ciemnosc would have them close by. They were his people, and he knew them best. But it wasn’t a trust issue. Instead, it was because he knew how and when to send them into the enemy’s lines to cause the heaviest of damages.
He had trained them for a couple years… they knew how to move, fight, kill, and even flee without him. They just needed to become used to other commanders. And now, just like more than a year and a half ago, Heian Ciemnosc could feel the excitement of his people at the prospect of this being their first operation.
It wasn’t just an operation, though. This was Existence scale, something most cultivators wouldn’t experience in their whole lives unless they were peak Second Step organizations. Otherwise, slim chances.
“...” As Heian Ciemnosc flew in the Low Battleship, he immediately felt the immense disparity between this and an Offensive or Defensive Frigate. The smoothness of the yet faster and more explosive speed felt beautifully wonderful under his feet. The tiny vibrations echoing around the central command, a few times smaller than a Carrier, tingled his senses into soft comfort.
“Sir, the course is set. We’re arriving in 3 minutes after engaging in collective follow-up.” A pretty Officer walked up to Heian Ciemnosc and reported. Her voice was soft but sharply entered one’s heart and brain. Heian Ciemnosc opened his narrowed, darkest eyes and looked at her. The female Officer looked ahead, standing on his right, and wore a professional expression with her uniform and emblem showing strictness.
“Ready up, engage in 13 seconds,” Heian Ciemnosc lightly said. He crossed his arms as the Officer nodded and walked forth, but the information was already relayed to the piloting expert team in charge of such.
From space, just as the Low Battleship advanced ahead, leaving the rest of the Flotilla behind, a strange contrail forming a square from 4 different points where the large engine roared at an increasing potency, the other spaceships felt as if something connected to them. Swiftly after, without any battle array formation, their speed increased swiftly. And as the Low Battleship engaged in maximum speed, the rest of the Flotilla followed at the same pace, albeit they couldn’t move back or forth since they were hooked.
On the other hand, the Low Battleship’s maximum speed decreased by 30%, but it was now bringing its Large Flotilla ahead, zooming far faster than any Frigate, Destroyer, or Cruiser could with all their engines activated.
As the Low Battleship moved, slightly swaying at all angles, it was as if a train was about to derail from its rear containers, loose and flowing like water, but it never happened. The Low Battleship wasn’t too large that it could eclipse the Large Flotilla hooked by it, and the Cruisers within the Flotilla were enough to oversize it.
This wasn’t an Art or devices and tools, like connecting limbs ejected from the Low Battleship, but a mere spatial phenomenon. As long as an object large enough to take up a considerable volume in space and moved at the speed the Low Battleship could achieve, at the very least, whatever was behind it would follow up.
Of course, even terrestrial and naval warring instruments could work with this and even represented less of a burden to the Low Battleship, Supreme Battleship, Carrier, or Mothership leading the phenomenon. But it was only worth it when spaceships and at least a Small Flotilla were being led like this.
VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEMMMMM~~~~!!...
The entire Large Flotilla shared the same traveling sound across space, discarding the limits that should be. In under a minute, Heian Ciemnosc’s temporary Flotilla came across a marvelous, seemingly endless sight of spaceships forming lines, rows, and a gigantic blockade.
To the utmost right wing of this frontline, a brand new Space Station was built, where it had more room for ports than anything else. There weren’t even residences, and it already had hundreds of Flotillas stationed. Other Flotillas anchored in space outside, forming a definite, long column from so far away that not even Heian Ciemnosc could see where it ended or commenced with his naked eyesight.
“We’re arriving, our port is prepared, and the auxiliary units of the space station are waiting,” the Officer returned to Heian Ciemnosc’s side and reported. Heian Ciemnosc slightly nodded. The Officer replied with a full nod and sent the piloting experts in charge a ‘go ahead’ order from the commander as they exited the spatial phenomenon.
The Low Battleship started floating after a ‘FUTOMP!!’ echoed, the aura behind it stopped, and the square-’shaped’ contrail also dissipated. The Large Flotilla arrived at the same spot, where the Battleship and Frigates at its rear sides floated up or down to make space for the arriving fellow spaceships.
FUTOMP!! FUTOMP!! FUTOMP!! FUTOMP!!...
As the other dozens of spaceships arrived, they did the same and immediately created space for the incoming spaceships still in the effect of the spatial phenomenon. Theirs was a long line as it was a Large Flotilla, and as Heian Ciemnosc’s Spirit Sense looked everywhere, he noticed a couple hundred Flotillas do the same as theirs. Not all moved towards the Space Station but from above or below the column before it.
Heian Ciemnosc’s Low Battleship smoothly traveled into the Space Station, where a pre-designed route was formed to save time and avoid accidentally bumping into another docking Flotilla or already docked spaceships.
FUWMP! When Heian Ciemnosc heard the Low Battleship dock to the port, he nodded in the air and offered some words before waiting on his commander’s spot within the central command. “Go ahead. Today’s your last day of calmness. Return at the accorded time and release all tension. You will need it.”
Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t this serious and somber before, but after seeing the hundreds of thousands of spaceships, of which a small portion belonged to the younger generation army to fight the systematically decisive battle, he suddenly became aware of many things.
Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes were strict as he looked ahead, whereas the central command’s walls turned into windows, and he could see the borders of 2 Existences. He could faintly feel the other side just as prepared as they were, but he didn’t know if they had more or less spaceships and armament.
Although it didn’t concern Heian Ciemnosc, it raised his nervousness and alarm. But between the Existences, a space that separated them all lay. Beyond that, each Universal Land was separated by the ghost space, which only existences could help others cross. And that was with an insurmountable number of resources added to the notion.
“...” Heian Ciemnosc felt his piloting experts look at him, curious and pensive, including the female Officer in charge of reporting to him and relaying his immediate orders. When they all left, Heian Ciemnosc continued to wait in silence until his Spirit Sense detected the Large Flotilla had all entered the Space Station.
…