Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1101: The Unseen Power

Chapter 1101: The Unseen Power

His mech couldn’t withstand even one of those blasts, let alone the torrent now coming at him.

"If I’m going to die, I’ll take you with me!" Tariq roared defiantly and charged forward with reckless courage.

Then something extraordinary happened.

The air itself seemed to freeze.

A sudden gust swept past Tariq’s mech from either side.

Although he saw nothing, the alien’s volley of attacks abruptly detonated mid-air.

Explosions rippled outward, but before the destructive force could expand further, the fire and energy were inexplicably snuffed out—compressed and extinguished as if crushed by an invisible force.

That same unseen power didn’t stop there.

With effortless momentum, it surged toward Xethis.

The alien pilot barely had time to register the overwhelming sense of danger before his mech—and his body—exploded in an instant.

The deafening explosion reverberated through the air, standing out starkly as most of the earlier blasts had been confined to the ground.

This anomaly immediately drew the attention of the other aliens.

"What happened? How did Xethis’s mech explode?"

The aliens were momentarily stunned, questioning whether their senses had deceived them.

Even if Xethis wasn’t the strongest among them, piloting a Cosmorite Mecha should have made him invincible against humans.

Yet here he was—obliterated.

Their confusion didn’t last long.

Xethis’s life force had vanished, and so had his Cosmorite Mecha.

He was undeniably dead.

"Someone dared to kill Xethis," one of the aliens growled, his voice seething with anger.

Their supremacy and strength weren’t something these lowly humans dared to challenge.

The nearby aliens also surged with fury.

Several airborne alien creatures flapped their massive wings, soaring toward the source of the explosion.

The powerful gusts they generated tore through the broken buildings below, reducing them further into rubble.

Tariq, who had been closest to Xethis at the time, was now fully exposed to the aliens.

Among the humans present, he was the only one piloting a mech—albeit a damaged one.

The others, mere foot soldiers, couldn’t even fly, making it impossible for them to have defeated Xethis.

Tariq, therefore, became the sole suspect.

He was now their primary target.

"Kill him. Any potential threat to the battle must be eliminated before it grows," a towering alien commanded coldly.

Regardless of what method had been used to kill Xethis, the fact that Tariq had demonstrated such capability meant he could not be allowed to leave alive.

The two alien creatures shot toward Tariq without hesitation, their sharp, birdlike beaks emitting harsh, piercing laughter.

"Die!" they screeched.

Tariq stood frozen in place, overwhelmed.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined being considered a threat capable of altering the tide of war.

For a fleeting moment, he even wondered if he possessed some hidden power, one he hadn’t been aware of until now.

Reality, however, quickly proved otherwise.

That mysterious force from earlier—the gust of wind he had mistaken for some invisible power—swept past him once more.

It hit the two aliens so abruptly that they were sent reeling, struggling to regain their balance.

The aliens finally realized who had killed Xethis.

Their eyes locked on a figure standing calmly behind Tariq.

Tariq slowly turned around, his expression one of utter disbelief as he stared at the person standing atop the rubble.

It was her—the person he thought he had "rescued" moments ago.

Amalia stood there, her strange attire billowing in the gritty wind.

Her sharp, otherworldly eyes shone with a piercing brightness, cutting through the haze of dust and debris.

Her pupils, cold and indifferent, reflected the silhouettes of the aliens in their entirety.

Although slender and of average height, in that moment, her presence felt as towering and immovable as a mountain.

"Was it you? You killed Xethis?" one of the aliens demanded, their tone laced with incredulity.

For as long as they had entered this lower-dimensional space, aliens like them had considered themselves superior beings, far above the insignificant creatures here.

Humans, in their eyes, ranked even lower than food.

Yet now, one of their own had been felled by someone they deemed beneath their notice.

It was an insult they could not endure.

The towering authority of the aliens, challenged in front of their peers, enraged the two attackers.

One alien instantly spread its wings and dove toward Amalia with a piercing sonic boom that ripped through the air.

This alien was the Avarians from the higher dimensions, a hybrid creature with humanoid and avian features.

Its sharp beak was not only a natural weapon but also harder than most minerals found in lower dimensions.

It could easily pierce even the most robust mechs.

Everyone watching believed that Amalia was about to be slain by the Avarians.

Yet, in the blink of an eye, the creature froze mid-air.

From an angle hidden to most, the Avarians’s expression shifted—from shock to sheer terror.

To stop its attack with a bare hand, and to do so effortlessly, was a feat only their most exceptional geniuses could achieve.

Without hesitation, Amalia snapped the creature’s hard beak like a twig and flung its massive body downward.

Kenny Lin, standing below, casually delivered a swift kick as the Avarians fell.

Its once-mighty body exploded into pieces upon impact.

The stench of blood and charred flesh filled the air, intensifying the aliens’ fury.

Their gaze fixed on the two "lowly" yet impossibly strong beings.

The tallest alien among them, seemingly a leader, let out a furious roar.

"Kill them both! Do not hold back!"

"After being cooped up in that forbidden ground for so long, I finally get to unleash some pent-up frustration," Kenny Lin remarked, flexing his wrists.

His frustration had been building, not just from being lost in spatial turbulence but also from his time in the Copperstone Region, where he could only watch his master fight from the sidelines.

Each reminder of his helplessness stoked his anger anew.

Amalia who also see his eagerness, decided to step back.

In her usual calm tone, she instructed, "Leave one alive."

"Got it," Kenny Lin replied with a wave of his hand before vanishing.

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