Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 511 - 450: Tilt

Chapter 511: Chapter 450: Tilt

hopped about, supporting the battle, doing so all night until her magic power dried up; she had used every mental encouragement method available to someone her age.

was quite exhausted too and currently taking a big nap in the rear.

"Two more times," 101 stretched out her fingers, "one jump in, one jump out, and then no more."

"It should be possible to destroy it in one fell swoop," said Sally, also a tiny demigod who had drunk Dewdrops, with divine power driving the Grand Electromagnetic Rule capable of severely damaging any electrical equipment.

"But it must be in the right position; your power cannot penetrate such a large mothership and will be severely weakened by anti-electromagnetic interference kits," Lila showed the engineering design of the Chika Island on the onboard screen of the shuttle machine, which was also one of the files provided by the Hundred-eyes Demon, "For a fatal blow, here, on its lower deck, close to the reactor, is its main power cabin, providing 50% of the mothership’s power."

When Sally heard this number, she didn’t quite understand at first; after all, 50% power didn’t sound like much.

But upon further thought, she realized that this was like cutting off a person’s leg; without a prosthesis, you couldn’t walk anymore. Rats could still crawl, but for such a huge iron ship, being able to fly was already pushing its limits. With its power weakened, it would probably crash right there and then.

"So, you have to help me too," Sally looked at Lila, "to save all the Rat People, and not just our Rat Village, but the entire Northern Archipelago."

"Wherever our influence reaches, Rat People will get help," promised Lila, "So please, help us this one time."

Sally looked into the distance at the space mothership; the existence of the Rat People was like a massive amalgamation of historical sins, pollution and oppression left them no way out, struggling for survival.

But now, a turning point had arrived; she finally had the chance to retaliate on behalf of all Rat People against the corporatism’s war machinery.

So many mutations, screams, cries, and deaths, at this moment, were all about to be redressed. Sally was ready.

"I can’t see the details," 101 squatted on the ground, observing the interior of the ship with the Farsight Orb.

"The effect of some kind of anti-magic device," Lila said, "I can’t observe it either, you’ll have to try based on your vast experience."

"The moment I couple with the physical structure, I will explode," 101 was very nervous.

"I can resurrect you," Farosa said emotionlessly, "and your explosion will also cause that ship to fall."

"What about me?" Sally was surprised, "If she falls—"

"I will also resurrect you, as I’ve resurrected you once before," Farosa frowned, "Give me your blood and bones."

Sally forcefully pulled out a spinal bone spur dripping with blood and left it on her seat.

"I don’t want to explode," 101 held Sally’s hand, filled with fear of the next jump; material overlap could lead to terrible consequences.

"Even without an explosion, you are entering a space full of enemy soldiers," Farosa enjoyed seeing the panicked expression on 101’s face, "But don’t worry, I will protect everything."

She was an Elite Soldier of the Witch Goddess. 101 cast aside her rampant thoughts, gripping Sally’s hand as she activated her teleportation power, and jumped into the ship’s cabin.

As soon as she entered, she heard a loud alarm, and found herself in a cold chamber filled with Secret Script and magic formulas, surrounded by magic materials, with a monitor showing the surprised face of a man.

"We caught them!" he shouted, "Execution squad!"

In an instant, 101 knew she had jumped into a trap, the company had somehow lured a space teleporter. She looked at Sally desperately; Sally had just landed and hadn’t grasped the situation, just clutching her claws, rapidly gathering electromagnetic magic power in her hands.

Bang! Bang!

The shooting ports high up opened, and security personnel began firing manically into the arena at the Witch and the giant Rat, the mouse trap had really caught a giant black-skinned rat!

Caught off guard but ecstatic over the additional prize.

turned pale and instantly thought not to let all this be in vain - she moved to shield Sally from the bullets.

Large caliber bullets hit the Witch Armor, and she felt pain everywhere as if hammered repeatedly; as the armor shattered, she felt her flesh tearing apart, the bullets ripping through her body, agony washing over her.

And Sally slammed the massive electromagnetic pulse power into the ground!

Boom!

The violent electromagnetic pulse spread, driven by divine power to penetrate the anti-magic coating, plunging the entire room into darkness, significant malfunctions occurring in the vessel’s equipment from the trap room downwards!

The entire mothership tilted suddenly; expensive fighters in the belly of the ship slid with gravity, with wings rubbing against each other creating a loud noise, crashing into each other and incurring heavy losses!

In the darkness, 101 vomited blood, dizzy, pointing at the ground, in pain but unable to speak.

Sally looked down at the Secret Script and magic formulas on the ground, immediately swept the magical materials with her tail and scratched the runes with her sharp claws, erasing just one or two characters would disrupt the trap’s effectiveness. Only then did 101 grasp Sally, teleporting with her remaining magic power directly downward.

—Teleporting into the air!

Sally was more than two hundred meters from the ground when she fell, hearing the whistling sound by her ears, in grave danger!

She wanted to pray, but the only deity the Rat People had was herself; she could only hope for her own power, immediately injecting excessive life force into her own body, curling in mid-air, protecting 101 in her arms.

Infused with magic power, Sally’s body became stronger, and her height quickly decreased until she hit the ground!

Thump!

Sally’s body rolled on the ground, aching all over, but not fatally wounded; the faith of the Rat People made her particularly robust, and though ugly, her body was still very resistant.