Karnak Base was being devastated from the inside, and the native aliens did not know how to respond.
Their initial response against the storm of blades had proven utterly ineffective!
Any soldiers and vehicles that attempted to get close instantly got impaled or crushed to pieces by the floating swords.
The defenses that were positioned far away enough to escape this fate proved nothing more than nuisances.
The swords moved with enough speed and agility to evade many incoming attacks.
It did not matter if the alien attacks managed to hit their intended targets.
Whatever energy beam or projectile that managed to strike the sword fey did not even leave behind a single scorch mark or dent!
Despite the utterly despairing sight, not many alien soldiers panicked after their initial shock subsided.
Were they afraid?
Definitely?
Did they think their efforts to defend their base was futile?
Yes.
Yet that was not a good reason for them to give in to despair.
They were the soldiers of the Red Cabal.
They were the worshipers of the Protector of Karnak.
The humans had their gods.
So did the native aliens.
Given how much devastation the First Mark III had wrought in a short amount of time, the greater phase lord charged with defending this base did not remain still for long!
Saint Dise remained fully alert despite the demonstrated power of her superdimensional ace mech.
Her ace mech remained fully poised and held her Decapitator in a prepared stance.
The power of true resonance and metal energy hummed through the superdimensional greatsword.
The recently upgraded weapon may have become sharp enough to cut through nearly anything short of a god mech, but that was no reason for Saint Dise to be arrogant.
She was still a junior ace pilot when it came down to it. Her Saint Kingdom was not as strong as that of Saint Tusa, and her mastery over her ace mech was far from satisfactory.
Aside from that, her instincts warned her of multiple impending threats, of which one happened to be strong enough despite her powerful machine!
Soon enough, an alien roar erupted throughout the entire base!
The soldiers that previously struggled to maintain their confidence instantly became buoyed!
Their hearts no longer wavered and they fought to suppress the whirling blades with greater fanaticism!
Several developments took place in quick succession.
First, two organic masses emerged in orbit.
Anyone on the ground that looked up in the air would be able to spot two large ballooning shapes.
Each of them rapidly grew in size until they became large enough to affect the gravity on the surface of the moon!
The Fifth Lord of Bis'qet had unfolded his true body!
The Endless Stomach had ballooned in size as well!
While the greater phase lords had grown far too large to be able to fight the First Sword Mark III without generating enormous collateral damage, their exaggerated sizes alone already did wonders to alien morale!
Not only had they recovered from their shock and confusion, they also felt invincible, as if death was no longer to be feared!
The aliens all began to roar their own war cries. They roared as if it was more important to impress their gods than to avoid death!
This was because they all believed that as long as they showed enough valor and devotion, they would get honored by their gods and enjoy a privileged position in the afterlife!
The alien counterattacks grew fiercer. The sword fey all began to endure greater pressure as the base defenders no longer showed any fear or hesitation towards the unstoppable storm.
Even if their attacks still yielded no results, they continued to attack because they knew their gods were on their side!
Saint Dise grew more alert than ever. She could sense that she had attracted the hostility of a powerful phase lord.
As a hunter, she knew that she had put herself in an unfavorable position. She had turned into prey that was too conspicuous to hide.
Her First Sword Mark III was in the open while the nearest phase lord lurked out of sight.
This meant that her ace mech could be attacked at any time, but it would be difficult to attack her main adversary without trying to dig through this entire base.
That made this situation unfavorable to her. Saint Dise did not like it, but the mission demanded that her ace mech attracted the attention of the enemy.
Now, she became more certain that the enemy phase lords possessed the capital to defeat her and her machine, so she needed to be extra alert.
"WHERE ARE YOU…"
Although her First Sword Mark III had gained such powerful defenses that she was almost impervious to the attacks of mundane enemies, she knew that phase lords and especially the greater ones were not to be underestimated.
Just because red humanity made a major advancement by adopting superdimensional technology did not mean the aliens remained stagnant.
Her instincts affirmed this stance. The tension in the air grew stronger. Malice tried to penetrate her Saint Kingdom in an attempt to smother her with fear.
An attack was coming.