Chapter 805
Episode 199: The Majesty of the Thirteen Great Kings of the Pluto Clan (Part 2)
“To think the bombardment from the Red Fleet could be so easily neutralized…”
Watching the relentless blue meteor shower counter the fleet’s artillery, Lakiman couldn’t help but shudder. He had been certain that once the fleet was summoned, victory would be theirs without question.
But nothing could have been further from the truth.
As the bombardment began, Jin only grew more ferocious, unleashing his energy with even greater intensity—without a hint of hesitation or fear.
Those who had fallen, along with the fleet’s crew, could hardly believe their eyes.
“Comrade Lakiman appears to have been defeated, and even our fleet can’t land a single blow on him?”
“The Thirteen Great Kings who went on the ground mission warned us beforehand, but this is nothing like the human we remember…!”
Amid the shock rippling through all the Pluto Clan warriors on the battlefield, there was only one person who remained calm.
Fleet commander Simat calmly assessed the situation, as if he had anticipated this outcome. Jin’s meteor shower was already pushing back the bombardment, steadily swallowing the battlefield.
Moreover, despite the horrific explosions that twisted space itself, Jin moved without pause—deflecting falling shells with his sword, dodging shards flying from blind spots, and advancing toward Lakiman as if he could see him clearly.
Lakiman, busy tending to his fallen comrades, couldn’t move quickly.
“What the comrades on the ground should have done the moment Jin Runkandel appeared was… to use the return spell while Comrade Lakiman bought time. Had I been on the battlefield from the start, I would have bluntly advised against summoning the fleet, Comrade Lakiman…!”
Summoning the fleet was the Pluto Clan’s ultimate trump card—their last resort.
Their revival was still in its infancy. The awakened Pluto Clan numbered only a few hundred at most, and among them, only about 30% had fully regained their strength.
Thus, the crew capable of operating Lakiman’s Red Fleet was woefully insufficient. Neither the fleet nor Lakiman himself could unleash their true power.
“Comrades, snap out of it! We must save Comrade Lakiman. Change the bombardment’s objective! Shift from killing Jin Runkandel to rescuing Comrade Lakiman!”
Simat’s voice echoed through every ship’s interior.
“But Comrade Simat! We haven’t received any order changes from Comrade Lakiman yet. Changing orders without his command—”
“Overstepping authority? Look down there! Do you think Comrade Lakiman is in any state to issue orders right now? If he dies here, the other Great Kings won’t be able to awaken.”
The Pluto Clan’s command hierarchy was absolute.
Simat was breaking that sacred rule. The other Great Kings and foot soldiers hesitated briefly, uncertain.
“I will take full responsibility. Flagship Laviet, prepare for descent. I will personally go down and retrieve Comrade Lakiman. All Great Kings aboard their ships, assemble on Laviet! The rest of the fleet will cover Comrade Lakiman and the flagship. When I signal, divert all power to Laviet.”
In the end, the Pluto Clan followed Simat’s command. The flagship of the 4th Pluto Fleet, Laviet, emerged from the dimensional gate, its red shield blazing. The Great Kings teleported from their ships to Laviet.
“Only the flagship is exiting the dimensional gate. And the bombardment’s pattern has shifted—it’s no longer aimed directly at me but seems intended to hinder progress. Are they trying to rescue Lakiman?”
The other ships continued firing from inside the dimensional gate.
“That can’t be allowed.”
A blue radiance flared in Jin’s eyes. Though he hadn’t yet opened the next stage of his Divine Warrior technique, he intensified the current one.
Fzzzt! Zzzzzk!
Laviet’s lowered shield clashed with the domain of the Pluto King’s Reign Sword. Amplified by the combined brainwaves of all the Great Kings aboard, Laviet began to penetrate the sword’s domain.
“Indeed, their ships seem far superior to those of the Inse. Judging by the fact that not all lights are on, they must be operating below full power. Yet they’re breaking through this brainwave barrier.”
Since encountering the Pluto Clan, Jin had been marveling at their technology.
He even coveted it. If only he could analyze their tech properly, realizing the blueprint for the “Golden Fleet” Boras gave him wouldn’t seem so far-fetched.
“Let’s see if this can hold.”
The Tyrant Sword’s Meteor Breaker.
From the ground, Hailan’s secret technique fired a piercing blue sword energy at the fleet. Enhanced by the brainwaves of the Pluto King’s Reign Sword, the Meteor Breaker rivaled the original power unleashed by Ron Hailan in the past.
Cracks immediately appeared in the massive shield surrounding the dimensional gate. The Red Fleet scattered, barely dodging the Meteor Breaker tearing through the shield. One by one, ships lost their footing as if caught on hidden reefs.
Simat breathed a silent sigh of relief.
“So Jin Runkandel has decided to target the fleet rather than the flagship. That’s fortunate. With that level of power, the flagship should hold until Comrade Lakiman is secured.”
Following the Pluto King’s Reign Sword came the meteor shower and the Meteor Breaker.
Jin had already unleashed three transcendent sword techniques in rapid succession. Simat thought it impossible for Jin to summon even more power.
He was proven wrong just three seconds later.
“Why is he suddenly plunging his sword into the ground? No way… ha! He still has power left…!”
Runkandel’s First Battle Technique: Crushing Torrent.
From the sword plunged into the earth, a massive sword energy split the sky and ground. Its target was the flagship Laviet.
“Deploy maximum shields! Fire the power concentration flare!”
Simat’s urgent command sent Laviet and the entire fleet glowing red in resonance. Though Jin didn’t understand the Pluto Clan’s technology, he sensed the fleet’s brainwaves converging on Laviet.
“Whatever it is, I have to respect their tech.”
The Crushing Torrent struck Laviet’s underside. The shield held, but the impact forced the flagship to rise in altitude, increasing the distance between Laviet and Lakiman.
Jin couldn’t help but admire Laviet’s sturdy shield. Among the Inse’s ships, none could withstand the Pluto King’s Reign Sword and Crushing Torrent without superhuman aid.
However, as Laviet’s shield strengthened, the bombardment’s intensity dropped significantly. This allowed Jin to advance toward Lakiman with less resistance.
It was a race between Jin and Laviet—who would reach Lakiman first? Jin surged forward, not even dodging the weakened bombardment, while Laviet accelerated its descent.
Naturally, the closer Laviet got to the heart of the Pluto King’s Reign Sword, the more brainwaves it had to endure. Cracks spread wildly across Laviet’s shield with every step closer to Lakiman.
“Lakiman! You summoned the fleet with such confidence, but will you just keep hiding?”
For the first time in a long while, Lakiman admitted he was completely overwhelmed. Just like when he faced the Pluto and Cheongmyeong clans’ Divine Warriors, or the first Great King who had always outmatched him—an insurmountable wall surrounded him on all sides.
His typically cold nature kept fear at bay, but he was desperate never to face Jin again.
“Until all comrades awaken, I must avoid fighting Jin Runkandel as much as possible. If I survive today… and return.”
Survival was paramount if he hoped to fight again someday. Ignoring Jin’s taunts, Lakiman searched for a safer position, struggling desperately to reach Laviet.
“Comrade Lakiman! Hold on just a little longer. We will rescue you…!”
Crack! Crackle!
Laviet’s defenses were nearing their limit. The hull was breaking apart, debris falling, and many foot soldiers inside succumbed to the heat and damage.
Simat’s eyes blazed with determination as he continued channeling brainwaves into the power source. His whole body trembled, organs feeling like they were melting.
“Arrgh! Open the boarding gate…!”
Finally, Simat’s efforts bore fruit. Lakiman was within boarding distance.
The gate opened only briefly.
In that moment, the brainwaves of the Pluto King’s Reign Sword that had entered the ship’s interior slaughtered the crew. Exhausted from supplying power, the lower-ranked Great Kings and foot soldiers couldn’t hold on and died instantly.
Lakiman boarded the ship, gasping for breath and coughing up blood. Andolin and the Great Kings were unconscious, convulsing intermittently.
In Lakiman’s arms was the radiant heart of comrades who had just died on the ground. There was no time to open the pocket dimension storage, so he had no choice but to carry it like this.
“Return! Increase altitude!”
Laviet began ascending toward the dimensional gate. The ship, which had been intact mere seconds ago, was now half-destroyed but still managing speed.
Thanks to Lakiman squeezing out power from the radiant heart he carried, the shield was partially restored.
For some reason, the relentless sword energy pounding the hull subsided, but there was no relief.
If anything, anxiety grew rapidly. Jin wouldn’t stop attacking just because he was tired.
“Comrade Lakiman! You must adjust the dimensional gate to close immediately after we enter!”
As the Pluto Clan expected, Jin was preparing his final demonic sword to strike down the fleeing fleet.
Runkandel’s Demonic Sword Secret Technique: Rising Flame.
The thunderous energy of the Pluto Dominion Sword clashed and intertwined with Sara’s cursed blade, engulfing the battlefield in an instant. Meanwhile, Tess, who had been summoned without warning, was drawing the flames of the Blazing Wrath into a single, concentrated inferno—aimed directly at Laviette, the flagship of the Red-Eyed Tribe.
The blue flames surged forward, chasing Laviette all the way to the dimensional gate.
Only then did Jin halt his sword and look up at the sky. Through the narrowing portal, he could see the desperate chase—the Blazing Wrath and Laviette locked in a deadly pursuit.
“Damn it… the flames of Jin Runcandel came through the gate with them…!”
The dimensional gate snapped shut.
By a hair’s breadth, the Blazing Wrath and Laviette vanished inside the portal together. Jin was left with one nagging question.
“I missed them. But the flames entered the gate along with their flagship… what does that mean?”
Though Jin couldn’t witness the outcome firsthand, the Red-Eyed Tribe suffered heavy losses trying to contain the inferno beyond the gate, even after their escape.
If they hadn’t fled through the portal—
The resurrection of the Red-Eyed Tribe would have ended here, today.