Free Web NovelChapter 30: Carrier Execution and the Infinite Strip-Mine
The air inside the main command bridge of the Uss Liberty Titan— the multi-billion dollar flagship carrier of the Western Pacific Fleet— didn’t just drop in temperature; it completely ruptured.
Voom!
A violent, jagged rift of purple and metallic silver space-fracture tore open right between the main holographic tactical table and the primary navigation console. The sudden, immense gravitational pressure shattered the glass coffee mugs of the high-ranking officers and caused the digital telemetry screens to aggressively flicker with red static warnings.
Min-jae stepped smoothly out of the spatial fold, his hands casually stuffed inside his cargo pockets, his bottomless obsidian eyes scanning the room with complete indifference. The massive, light-absorbing obsidian-silver claymore of the Rank-SSS Vajra-Sovereign World-Breaker rested loosely against his right shoulder, its liquid golden True Damage vein rippling with terrifying conceptual pressure.
Following directly behind his flank, his team stepped into the room in a flawless, lethal vanguard formation. Yoo Ji-a’s light-devouring spear hissed with twilight lightning, Han Seo-yoon’s starlight bow hummed with raw kinetic energy, Lady Crimson melted seamlessly into the room’s shadows, Lieutenant Elena Vance stood with her hand on her spatial anchor holster, and Han Chae-won grinned with absolute, fanatical thrill.
"Intruders on the flag bridge! Holy mother of—" a tactical lieutenant screamed, his hand desperately reaching for his sidearm.
"Status red! Activate the S-Rank defense matrix!" High Admiral Sterling (Level 22) roared from the command dais, his face instantly contorting from arrogant complacency into sheer, unadulterated panic. His S-Rank talent, Aegis Commander, flared to life, projecting a dense, hexagonal barrier of blue energy that wrapped around the entire command staff.
"I told you the bridge guard detachment belongs to me," Ji-a purred, her figure instantly blurring into a streak of violent purple static.
Swoosh.!
Before the twelve elite Level 20 marine guards standing near the blast doors could even raise their heavy plasma rifles, Ji-a’s Void-Valkyrie’s Crescent Fang cut a clean, blinding arc through the air. A massive wave of absolute black void energy— her Void-Crescent Execution— swept across the bridge. The wave completely ignored their high-tier alloy armor. The moment the black energy grazed their torsos, their health bars instantly zeroed out, and six elite guards were cleanly severed at the waist, their bodies dissolving into dark system ash before they even hit the steel floor plates.
The remaining six guards panicked, opening full automatic fire with their mana-infused plasma rifles straight at Min-jae’s chest.
[Received 3,200 points of Mana-Infused Physical and Plasma Damage.]
[SSS-Rank Faction Grid Active: ’Eternal Vajra Deity Body’ triggered! Total Damage Negated.] fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
[Vajra Retribution Triggered: Reflecting 4,800 points of True Damage to the firing squad!]
Booom.!
An invisible, catastrophic golden-crimson counter-force exploded from Min-jae’s skin. The 4,800 points of True Damage traveled back along the plasma lines in a fraction of a millisecond, caving the remaining guards’ chest plates deep into their lungs. They violently exploded from the inside out, their heavy rifles fracturing into molten scrap metal.
"Chae-won, start the harvest," Min-jae ordered smoothly, his voice low, carrying an icy calm that raised the hairs on Admiral Sterling’s neck. "Strip the fleet clean."
"Yes, boss! Initiating ultimate strip-mine!" Chae-won giggled with pure fanatical excitement, sprinting toward the central command console. She closed her eyes, her SSS-Rank Infinite Void Treasury talent expanding across a massive, three-mile radius that enveloped the entire carrier and the surrounding escort destroyers.
[Subordinate Talent Active: ’Spatial Devour’ (Rank SSS) — Initiating mass asset liquidation.]
A colossal, silent shockwave of purple spatial energy rippled outward from her petite body, tearing through the metal bulkheads of the flagship.
Down in the carrier’s primary armory, three thousand high-tech automatic rifles, five hundred heavy plasma launchers, and eighty crates of compressed nuclear system crystals instantaneously vanished into thin air. In the subterranean missile bays, the remaining two Aegis-Judgment Warheads and their launching arrays vanished from their steel racks within a fraction of a millisecond, safely stored inside her absolute time-stasis inventory.
The spatial vacuum expanded to the external decks, cleanly vacuuming up twelve parked stealth fighter jets, all automated anti-air mini-guns, and the loose copper coins floating over the dead guards, leaving the carrier’s lower levels entirely hollowed out and functionally crippled without firing a single shot.
"W-What are you doing to my ship?!" Admiral Sterling screamed, his hands shaking violently as he backed away until his spine hit the panoramic bridge window. His tracking screens were completely flatlining, displaying zero ammo parameters across the entire fleet. He looked at Min-jae, his voice cracking with absolute despair. "You... you can’t do this! We are the international superpower! We have the backing of the Global Executive Board!" frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
Min-jae didn’t respond to his empty political bluster. He slowly took his left hand out of his cargo pocket, gripping the hilt of the Vajra-Sovereign World-Breaker with both hands. He didn’t execute a flashy skill stance. He simply delivered a casual, downward vertical swing straight toward the S-Rank hexagonal energy barrier protecting the admiral.
[Weapon Trait Activated: ’World-Cutting Concept’ — Bypassing all divine and physical defensive barriers!]
Slit.!
The sub-divine obsidian-silver blade sliced through the S-Rank Aegis Commander shield as if it were nothing more than thin, brittle paper. The conceptual edge didn’t stop at the barrier; it cut straight through the solid steel command dais, the tactical mahogany table, and the space parameters of the room itself, leaving a clean, hair-thin line of glowing golden True Damage cutting through the floorboards.
[Weapon Trait Activated: ’Sovereign’s Execution’ — Target level is lower than Host. Dealing raw, un-mitigatable True Damage!]
Crack.!
Admiral Sterling didn’t even have time to utter a final plea. The golden True Damage line materialized straight through his chest cavity. His S-Rank armor parameters and high health pool didn’t offer a single fraction of defense; his body was cleanly severed in a vertical line, his life bar instantly dropping to absolute zero before his entire physical frame dissolved into a massive pile of premium system gold and high-level skill books.
The remaining four command officers on the bridge instantly dropped to their knees, their faces as ghostly white as winter snow, their hands raised in absolute, trembling submission as they looked up at the young man who had just destroyed their entire fleet’s command structure with a single casual swing.
Min-jae casually sheared the heavy blade back onto his shoulder, his bottomless obsidian eyes looking out through the bridge window at the open sea, where the surrounding destroyers were floating aimlessly, entirely stripped of their weapons and radars. A dark, ruthless grin spread across his handsome face.
"The Western fleet has been officially retired," Min-jae murmured, his voice echoing through the silent, terrified command bridge. He turned toward his six stunning, highly evolved team members, his eyes flashing with intense, calculated anticipation. "Ye-rin, take control of the carrier’s navigation core. We’re heading straight to the Western Executive Board’s mainland coordinates. It’s time to show the rest of the superpowers who truly rules the new world."
