Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116 Owe Me a Serious Thank-You

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This purification was far harder than the last. Frenzied energy tore through the black serpent in violent, crashing waves. It took all her strength to strip away the lingering dark energy coiled inside it, thread by thread, shattering it bit by bit.

She lost track of time.

Eventually, the violent energy inside the serpent began to settle. It let out a low, contented hiss and nudged her cheek with its snout. Then it shrank back into the familiar little black snake, winding twice around her wrist with practiced ease.

Margaret was drained. She pulled a metal chair over and sat, lifting her gaze to Baar, who was propped against the headboard.

His face was flushed, his breathing rough. He was fighting to steady the energy inside him that had just been pacified.

Outside, Gary felt the crushing pressure that had been squeezing his chest vanish into nothing. His jaw nearly hit the floor.

Margaret had turned his entire sense of what was possible on its head for the third time that day.

When Baar used to speak of her, calling her the galaxy’s blessing, Gary had dismissed it as a man blinded by infatuation.

But now? Blessing, hell. She was a deity walking among them. With Baar and Margaret united, they could look down on the entire galaxy and fear nothing at all.

Gary rubbed his chin.

If I leveled up a little and made SSS-class myself, could I take my place as Margaret’s husband?

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He snuffed the thought out before it could take root.

Yeah, no. Competing with Commander Iverson for a woman is just a creative way to die.

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Inside the isolation room, Margaret rubbed her sore wrist. While she’d been untangling Baar’s spiritual power, something had snagged her attention.

This frenzy felt nothing like the last. The madness hadn’t come from depletion or corruption in his spiritual realm. It felt forced-triggered by something external.

“So,” she said, letting her gaze trail over Baar, “what actually happened?”

The door to the isolation room swung open.

Gary strolled in. He’d been keeping his head down behind the blast door while the pressure was crushing everyone, but now that the danger had passed, he was the first one through.

Baar’s brow furrowed. He aimed a cold stare at his adjutant.

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Gary ignored the murderous glare, dragged a chair over and sat down nearby, looking utterly fearless.

Baar pulled his gaze back to Margaret. His voice dropped low. “It wasn’t insectoid contamination. Someone did this to me.”

Margaret raised an eyebrow and waited.

Baar continued. “I don’t know how they pulled it off, but it had to be someone on the inside. They miscalculated, though. I’m guessing they didn’t know you’d already given me a deep purification—or they didn’t understand just how thorough an SSS-class female’s purification can be. The dose wasn’t enough.”

That was why Baar hadn’t lost his mind completely like the fake serpent upstairs. He’d held onto his

reason.

Gary cut in, “We ran the scenarios. If it was an insectoid operative, the goal would’ve been to wipe out the entire forward base. No need to measure the dose. Just pump it full, let Commander Iverson detonate, and take everyone with him. Insectoids don’t care about dying for the hive.”

“But they stopped right at the threshold,” Baar picked up. “Which means whoever did it is on this base, and they want to live. The drug makes spiritual power spike and crash in cycles. Even without your last purification, I could’ve suppressed it for a while. You saw the simulation upstairs. The end result was always the same-full evacuation, then the planet and I go up together.”

Margaret folded her arms and leaned back in her chair. “Sounds like you owe me a serious thank-you.”

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