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Liam pulled a long, brass spyglass from his belt and offered it to Dante. “Our western coast outlook just sent out a mayday," Liam said, his expression etched with sheer severity. "The fleet just entered the harbor, Alpha. They didn‘t arrive from the Nightlands; they crossed the ocean.” Dante’s jaw tightened. "Humans?" "No." Liam shook his head. “Wolves. Yet not as we are. Alpha...hoards of them, in hundreds of huge armored warships. And they bear a sigil I have only seen in the pages of the oldest, deepest history tomes.”

“We checked it thoroughly, there is literally no space for any instruments to slide between her skin and the metal. We can't cut through the top, it is super thin and we can't make where the metal ends and skin starts. Apart from it, everything is absolutely fine with her.” They sure cant. This isn't a simple shackle, this cant be. Aeric and I trace the shackle with our fingers, our skin bouncing on the little unknown words engraved on the shackle. Four different lines of words, going around in circles, reunifying in themselves. I take a closer look as if the alien language will reveal itself, probably, speak to us. In this lifetime, I have learned more language than necessary. Some for busi

After a few minutes of walking the catwalks, his destination came into view. Attached to Docking Bay Alpha-Centauri-12 was a most peculiar ship. The three kilometer long vessel did not wield an armored prow, barely any superstructure to mention. If anything the bow looked more like an Alligator head. The main hull was relatively slender, blending with the larger bow head in the front, and the large engine bay in the back. The hull was flanked by two large flight-pods At the stern there were eight huge engines mounted around the main hull. Each engine had about a quarter of the total length of the ship. Overall the ship looked well armored. He tried, but Goradin could not find many lights ind

A large crowd had gathered outside to watch the spectacle of the forcefield killing and capturing the bodies of the flying energy beast who kept attacking the airship. There were other airships in the sky going back and forth, they all slowed down and showed their respect to Xasha. They knew it was him because Xasha's airship was specially designed just for him. It was extravagantly luxurious and had the tallest tower of all the other airships with his Imprint visible on its sides. When flying over the Medicine mountain, the airships kept a slower speed and a low altitude so they could capture energy beast corpses to bring homes. The Falling Stardust had ramped up production, export of magic

Caleb asked as he watched, with neither him nor Tia rushing over. However, the beast flapped its wings, kicking up yet another gale—everyone felt its suffocating aura yet again! "Darkscale!" Tia cried, her face dropping. "Oh, no! It's at least Monarch class!" A Monarch-class monster?! Everyone gasped loudly hearing that, their eyes widened!

It was found that it can float in the air without making any sound. The Oval magnetic ship is inspired by those UFO's in year 2020's according to the old inventors known all over the world. It will be remembered that before the year 30hundred, the last world war against Astorians or they so called Aliens happened. "Attention everyone! Each team can board their respective ships! We have to hurry! Our temporary headquarters is ready and those already there are waiting for us." Everyone looked up when the Vice-Chairman of the American Monsters department spoke.

The twin barrel of the Eliminator, a large heavy weapon capable of performing a chain reaction can be used against the enemies but there's one problem. The swarm is divided into five assault forces, so even if they fired at one there are still four remaining to deal with. Even so, they don't have much of a choice. They began charging the weapon and aimed at the middle group of the swarm. Just as the weapon was about to fire, a massive ship of the Nightmare called Gaia appeared from behind the shattered star. The ship was seen even from the surface of Heavens Fall. The citizens who're under evacuation procedures looked at this massive round object with fear. It was half the side of the sun an

Even without the formidable entity that guarded the planet and all its creatures, I had to keep out of sight of the hunters and their weapons that could kill me. I had never run away from any aliens in that before, but now I had reason to fear for my life. Even though the now, incandescent rage burned through me, I wanted to burn anyone now. I assist Falling Galaxies, the warship that sent rockets behind me, land in the ancient gladiatorial arena. The discouragements, as they said, in which the battleship that shot down two rockets settled on the irregular beach between the gray sea and my jungle. As far as Mistress, the intermediate ship parked near the Witch's Tower.

From the contrast quality and the glow that it released, it was apparent that it was created from some high-grade exotics. THE SEA ANGEL’S ALLIANCE was written on it with bold characters. As soon as they crossed the gate, Kalen felt his heart stop beating for a moment. They were greeted with a bunch of blue submarines of various shapes, that were clustered in a row intimidatingly. The formidable cannon muzzles extending from their sides were the final touch of perfection, clarifying their identities as weapons of mass destruction. The gladiator’s widely opened eyes were not about to close soon, as this was just the beginning of a luxurious show.

The sky above Novus, once a battlefield of violet beams and obsidian rings, was now filled with a hauntingly familiar silhouette. The "Mimic-Fleet" did not emerge from the void with alien hums; it arrived with the rhythmic, terrifying thump-hiss of a thousand replicated Great Engines. The Curators had used the data-harvest from the Sovereignty-Virus to 3D-print an armada of bronze-wood ships, each one a grotesque, oversized caricature of the Aethel-Dawn.