Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138 Mass Purification?

Chapter 138 Mass Purification?

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Baar’s brow furrowed, his voice sharp with urgency. “This isn’t a game. The swarm is massive, and the base could be exposed at any moment. You’ll only get in the way.”

“Get in the way?” Margaret let out a short laugh, meeting his glare unflinchingly. “Commander Iverson, have you forgotten what kind of shape you’re in?”

She jabbed a finger first at the medical officer still recovering in the corner, then toward Baar’s own stance. “You’ve still got poison in your system. If your spiritual power burns out on the battlefield, you’ll spiral into a frenzy right there. Planning to take every soldier on this base down with you?”

Baar said nothing. His jaw was tight.

“And even if we skip past all that-say you do blow, the defense line collapses, the insectoids tear straight through to Prime Planet. How long do you think I’d last after running home?” Margaret dusted off her hands, completely unshaken.

Her argument was airtight, rooted in unassailable common sense.

Gary stood off to the side, eyes alight. He’d always thought Margaret was striking and sharp-tongued-not someone to trifle with. Now he was looking at her with naked respect.

Baar stared at her for two seconds.

The front-line combat reports were still flooding in. He didn’t have time to argue.

“Gary. You stay with her. Don’t let her out of your sight.”

“Yes, sir!” Gary snapped a salute.

Cheiron spoke up, his voice even, “I’ll stay as well.”

Baar shot him a cold glance but didn’t refuse. Another top-tier fighter close to Margaret was the safer play.

“Command tower. Now.” Baar turned and strode toward the grav lift.

Margaret followed. She needed elevation-a full view of the battlefield to be of any use. Cheiron took up position at her left flank, shielding her from the officers scrambling through the corridor.

The panoramic view from the command tower’s peak opened onto a scene of utter carnage.

Federal heavy mechs wove through asteroid fields. Smaller combat ships crisscrossed above them, laying down dense webs of fire.

The insectoids had no formation. They belched dark green corrosive venom, and the high-tensile alloy armor melted away visibly as soon as it made contact with the mechs.

Pilots whose mechs were destroyed were forced to eject. Those with high spiritual power could still manifest their spirit beasts and keep fighting. Those of lower rank-once the toxin touched their skin, or they were caught in the contamination around them-melted into pools of blood before they could even call for help.

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Chapter 138 Mass Purification?

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Baar stood before the holographic star map. both hands braced on the console. His mind was the processing core of the entire defense line. Orders flowed from him steadily and precisely-but the energy field around his body had begun to destabilize.

He was burning through his already fractured spiritual realm to maintain neural sync with tens of thousands of mech pilots.

Margaret noticed the faint tremor in his fingertips. The violent, roiling energy was tearing through his system. His frenzy levels were climbing,

She couldn’t wait any longer. She moved behind him, pressed both hands to his shoulders, and let her purification energy pour through her palms straight into his shattered spiritual realm.

The moment her power touched Baar, everything went wrong-

She’d expected a standard single-target purification. Instead, her spiritual realm ripped open like a breached dam. Energy surged out of her in an uncontrolled flood, sweeping outward from the command tower in a radiant wave,

Primo screamed in her head.

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“Host! What are you doing?! Your coverage radius is beyond all measurable parameters! This is-this is—

It glitched out.

Margaret froze, her hands still resting on Baar’s shoulders, her eyes widening.

Beyond the viewport, something impossible was unfolding.

The silver-gold wave swept across the battlefield. Soldiers whose spirit beasts had teetered on the brink of collapse-men yanked back from the edge of death-felt a warm surge flood their bodies.

Her spiritual power engulfed a full third of the battlefield. Tens of thousands of males received her purification in the same instant.

Even for an SSS-class, this was utterly impossible.

And the strangest thing-she didn’t feel drained at all. Energy poured into her spiritual realm from somewhere, a steady unseen current flooding in. Even as she channeled power to the front lines, something behind her fed her strength at full capacity, like she was plugged into an endless power source.

Who the hell is feeding me?

Baar turned. His gold slit-pupiled eyes fixed on her, the emotions churning in them too turbulent to parse.

Cheiron had stopped mid-motion. His gray eyes locked onto Margaret, and for the first time, his composed face registered something close to shock.

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