Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288 Five Mechas

Finished

The Blackwells had clearly chosen Kaya Blackwell after considering Harold, Caelan, and Louis’s combat styles.

If spirit forms were banned, their side truly lacked an assassin-type pilot.

The Whitmores, by comparison, had almost no choice.

Unlike the other great houses, the Whitmores were mostly a political and business family.

Aside from two Alphas in the eldest branch who served in the Fourth and Seventh Legions, only Adrian and Tristan could fight.

Adrian?

He was already under Orion.

Gideon Whitmore did not even consider him.

“Let Tristan go. It is five against one, and Orion does not even have a proper mecha. If Tristan wins, his path will be smooth from this point on.”

Seeing Harold, Caelan, Louis, and Kaya gathered together to discuss tactics, how could someone as cunning as Gideon fail to read the situation?

They wanted to win.

As long as Orion lost, no one would care whether it had been one-on-one or five-on-one.

Victory was victory.

If Tristan caught this ride, his future would open wide.

Tristan was just as excited when he received the opportunity.

He could take the field with his good brother Caelan.

He could also fight his elder brother’s direct superior.

If they won…

Would Adrian still be able to lift his head in front of him?

Once the participants were decided, the Abyssal Dome Arena’s defense level rose at once.

A transparent energy barrier rose from the edge of the field, cutting the front-row area where Julian, Noah, and the others sat away from the battlefield.

Julian even placed a palm on the barrier and sensed it carefully.

Not bad.

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Sitting here should be safe.

While Julian checked his own safety, Orion had already left the main platform.

On the opposite side, Harold led the other four into the field.

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Compared with Orion standing alone, three SS-ranks plus two S-ranks looked much more intimidating.

At last, Harold raised a hand.

His custom mecha, Thunder Bastion, appeared first.

Its frame was massive and heavy, like a moving fortress wall.

The edges of its armor shifted between misty purple and crystalline violet. Dark purple lightning pulsed over its surface like something alive.

“Holy shit, an SS-rank mecha. That is so cool!”

The arena and the livestream both erupted.

A second later, Caelan Rookwood’s Frostedge Phantom landed beside Thunder Bastion.

The mecha was long and elegant, with cold-white and dark-gray streamlined armor.

Blade-like joints flashed, and several pairs of thin wing-shaped thrusters opened behind it, giving the whole machine a sharp, high-speed pressure.

“So that is Imperial Military Academy’s third-year chief, the Rookwood heir? Terrifying. Absolutely terrifying…

Cadets began taking notes like crazy.

Same design.

Even the color was identical.

All black.

Everyone: “?”

No.

Wait.

They had waited all this time, and this was the answer?

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row of standard-issue mechas from the Second and Third Legions?

General Orion.

Was that polite?

The comments rolled wildly.

The live audience groaned.

Even Marston and Harper on the main platform turned their faces away in open disdain.

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Seeing Orion so calm, they had thought he could truly bring out some extraordinary machine.

In the end?

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This standard model again.

“I bet he has at least a dozen more in storage,” Harper said, lifting her chin with violet eyes full of contempt. “His whole plan is probably to break one, switch to another, and keep going.”

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