"can't stop."
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"run"
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"keep running"
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"Get everyone to safety."
Red Runner was rounding up anyone he could find and moving them to the various underground settlements that the planetary defenders had established for massive external threats like this.
This was no easy feat, as he was tasked with moving every single person to these settlements, not just those in sector 2; he had to handle sectors 1, 3, and 4 as well. With around 69 percent of sector 2 completed after 40 minutes, his leg muscles were tearing and repairing themselves, his heart was working overtime to keep the blood pumping at the speed he required, and he was at his wits' end- yet he endured and continued to run.
The boots on his feet allowed for incredible speeds up to Mach 9, which affected his body by demanding much of his energy and causing intense muscle fatigue during the time frame the runners had to operate, which is why there have been 12 runners in total.
The war had been ongoing for roughly an hour, and Red Runner had only just finished his first sector.
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Floating above the clouds, Godblade had used his ability to completely engulf a ship before throwing the ship into another and causing it to explode. The thrown ship remained perfectly fine until a moment passed, and then it imploded.
This, however barerly put a dent in the armada in front of him still, 40 or so ships remained, not counting the sectors on the other side of the planet or the mothership leaving still around 70 in total still floating above the planet.
Seeing very few options godblade gripped the sword in his right hand tighter and darted off to try to annihilate as many as he could.
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In sector 4, 2 people wearing black trench coats had just arrived in the sector, taking the large war with the creatures as an opportunity to move forward with the plan.
As soon as they stepped around 1 mile into the sector, the ship stationed above it made the move, sending down 3 of their army; however, these were armed to the teeth. wearing much more armor and lots of stronger weapons, all of them had the orange armor over their arms in additon the the foot soliders there were 20 moon devoerers with riders in the sky.
There was no attempt to discuss this time, the armies started to advance imeidetly stoping the two men in their tracks.
"well i guess they want my eye."
"seems so"
As this small quip ended, the left eye of the man on the right opened and revealed the eye to be slightly mechanical with a red iris and pupil.
With a rotation of the iris, a bright flash emerged, and then in an instant, a beam of red light flew out of his eye and into the left side of the army before sliding to the right. leaving no survivors, just a field of corpses.
turning the laser off, LaserEye stuck out his left hand, motioning for something, seeing this, Coinmaster dropped a coin from the contraption located in his sleeve and handed it to him.
Placing the coin to his ear, the coin began to fold open and slide over his ear. As it finished, he repeated the process, and after 2 more, he had a strange object over his eye looking similar to a telescope.
Angling his head up to the moon devourers, he opened his eye and the beam flew out in a much smoother and larger fashion than before. slicing all of the moon devourers like a hot knife through butter. After the 20 monsters were dead, as well as the rider, the ship was all that was left.
Angling up, he placed two fingers onto the telescope to his eye and turned a nob before firing another beam. This time, the beam was massive and uncontained, as well as more of a blast than a beam. colliding with the ship, the beam burned through the outer shield and then the hull before reaching the inturnals and causing the behemoth to explode.
not wanting his new domain to be littered with trash, he once again turned a nob and the beam scattered coliding with and evaporating the parts of the ship, then repeating the same for the coupses.
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A jogger stopped and slid his thumb under a sleeping mask, dragging it up slightly, revealing a bright blue eye, complementing his blonde hair.
He stared at the armada in the sky above Sector 2 and then halfway reached his arm up with his fingers doing the same, before extending them out all the way. As soon as he did, the ships stopped moving and stopped firing as they started to slowly seem to have gaps in them.
With a closer look, however, the terrifying truth of the matter was that the ships were being simultaneously disassembled into their individual components, including what appeared to be the rivets or bolts the creatures used to hold the colossal vehicles together.
Taking only a few minutes, the 35 ships that remained over sector 2 were no more, and the pieces were launched farther out into space.
Following this, the jogger, known as mpt, with no change in emotion, placed his mask back over his eyes and fell back asleep.
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With the problem of the ships solved, all that remained were the foot soldiers spreadout all over the sector and the mother ship.
Landing onto the ground godblade saw a man walking with a bag in his arm with a few parts of the weapons from the Ethanlas in his bag.
"Hey, wait, what the hell do you think you're doing!"
outraged by the man taking the unkown and very daugours wepons godbladed had devolved into yelling.
"Me?"
The man looked around and then pointed to himself in a dumbfounded fashion.
"yea you, who do you think I'm talking to?!"
"I don't know, but I'm just grabbing these to research their power and ammo type."
"huh,.. I see"
slightly calmed by the simple response and possibly thinking that the man was just a scientist. Godblade finally noticed the blue flannel with a white interior that the man was wearing. The jacket was the same one the candidate from the replacement meeting had on the assassin, Deadly.