Starting from the Planetary Governor

Chapter 1049: Chapter 572, I’ve Had Enough of the Red Tape

The sound of the door to the Progeny Chamber being breached was heard by Sage Dubo.

Despite always being meticulous about security and guards, he never expected that someone could actually make it to his doorstep.

Clearly, there were tens of millions of Elite Protectorate Army aboard the ship. The most elite core units were stationed outside, and he even directly had a Dominant Bishop guarding the door…

Yet they still broke through.

Why?

Just because they are Interstellar Warriors?

Sage Dubo had seen many Interstellar Warriors before. So what if there were eight hundred of them? Could eight hundred Interstellar Warriors breach his mechanical ark?

That was impossible!

No Battle Group could achieve that!

There were countless spiritual warriors opening a frontal battlefield to divert the Protection Army’s attention, and it still didn’t help. The forces he left behind for defense could withstand a full-scale board-and-jump assault from an entire Battle Group without a problem.

In fact, it should be more than enough.

However, the reality was, they overcame all the barriers Sage Dubo had set up and forcibly made it to his front door.

And now, the sound of the door being breached came from those Interstellar Warriors.

The door to the Progeny Chamber was crafted from a high-strength alloy and was incredibly heavy, making it extremely difficult to open.

A door in a completely locked state couldn’t be opened by technical means in a short time; even brute forced, the craftsman who built the door promised that even if the entire War Ark were destroyed, this door would survive intact, though it might become space debris, at least the door would remain whole.

Bah.

It’s just talk.

Having come this far, would they really be stopped by a useless door?

That was indeed the case.

From the sound of the explosion outside, Sage Dubo could tell they were using the most primitive method:

Thermite bombs.

Why does everyone use this method?

Isn’t it because it works well?

A single thermite bomb wouldn’t burn through his alloy door, but what about two? Three?

By burning one spot, the characteristic of melting heat alone would be enough to breach the door.

As for the boastful craftsman’s claims, just listen with a grain of salt.

It’s not about boasting or harsh critiques, but rather, no matter what the data indicators are, they aren’t placed there for people to casually burn through; everything can eventually be breached.

If those Interstellar Warriors couldn’t be eliminated or driven away, no matter how solid the door, it was inevitable that it would finally be breached.

And at this moment, within the Progeny Chamber, there was no armed force left.

Except for the neuron progeny at the center, as large as a Warhound Titan, held captive by countless energy beams, the only living beings left were him and six Dominant Bishops aiding him.

What other options were there?

Could he count on the guards outside to drive away the Phoenix before the door was broken?

Throughout the entire previous process, he had ordered Boreson countless times to send reinforcements, which he indeed did; even he himself, along with other Principal Sages on the ship, were on the way.

If they arrived in time, there should still be hope, right?

Thinking this, he once again heard the sizzling sound.

This time, clearer than any before.

“It’s over.”

Just as this thought crossed his mind, he saw that the supposedly indestructible door of the ship had a roughly one-and-a-half-meter diameter area turn red and then irresistibly penetrate.

Following that, a large foot kicked through, creating a hole in the door.

The size of the hole, compared to the size of the entire door, was actually quite small.

However, it was enough for an Interstellar Warrior to enter.

Even if the Interstellar Warrior had to bend down to do so.

“Sigh…”

Sage Dubo sighed.

He stepped down from the control platform, allowing his red and black robe to slip off, revealing a body that, when extended, was indeed no smaller than a Warhound Titan.

This was his battle form.

His gaze focused on the Phoenix Battalion Leader Matins entering from within, he slowly spoke: “I’m really surprised, I can’t understand how you made it here.”

“I must admit, you are strong, really strong.”

“When Humphrey Paolo spared you Phoenix, sentencing you to the Penance Crusade, it was a grave mistake. They should have wiped you out completely a hundred and thirty years ago, then today’s issues wouldn’t exist.”

“You have indeed succeeded, making me step down from the control platform. With this, the powerful spiritual energy of the neuron progeny is unmanaged, perhaps during this time, your so-called strongest psychic in the East, Governor Gu Hang, might have the opportunity to destroy a few of our warships.”

“But it doesn’t matter, the final result is nothing more than us having to pay a higher price to completely eradicate your fleet.”

“No difference will be made.”

“And you will go no further.”

Matins’ hand gripped tightly on the sword hilt.

He felt his entire being trembling.

The strongest enemy he had ever encountered in his life was undoubtedly the former Battle Group Leader of the Furyflame, Kazimir Ersu.

No matter what the scenario, he had to admit, Ersu was an outstanding warrior.

He still vividly remembered the internal alert when fighting Ersu. As an Interstellar Warrior, the sense of danger was almost entirely warning him that Ersu was a formidable adversary.

Yet, that feeling couldn’t compare to now.

Looking at this figure that extended like a Titan, with countless steel limbs, flexible structure, able to float and twist in mid-air, this Principal Sage, Matins could clearly feel he was no match.

This being had long surpassed the realms of ’human’ and even ’superhuman.’

Even though Matins had reached a level considered superior among Battle Group Champions, there was still no hope of defeating the opponent.

Just like no champion, no matter how strong, could independently and directly confront an army-level Titan.

That was not the same concept.

But this was no reason for Matins to surrender.

He focused solely on the mission Governor Gu Hang entrusted to him.

Even if he could not defeat this formidable foe and would die here, he should at least fall in battle.

However, just then, Matins’ eyes widened slightly.

He saw an unbelievable sight.

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