Fallen Chronicles



"Damn it! Where did all these people come from!!"

"What is that holy light! Why is the firepower of their guns so fierce! How many people do they have??"

"Disaster Rank!? No!??? It's Calamity Rank! They have two calamity-ranked Eclipsers!"

"Don't panic! Activate the anti-Eclipse device! Hold the line at all costs!"

"Mario, Elder Mario, they seem to know our base like the back of their hand. The defensive systems of the headquarters are completely paralyzed, unable to function!"

"This is a premeditated attack! There must be their spies among us!"

"There's no time left, run, Elder Mario! If we delay any further, they'll come to kill us!"

A series of violent explosions shattered the quiet of the deep night. The once majestic and luxurious high-rise residences of the base are now being devoured by a great fire, those beautiful pieces of furniture and precious potted plants turning to ashes under the gunfire.

Many of the Gulase (imaginary) high-ranking officials were beheaded, leaving only the elderly base leader and his trusted deputy leader, along with a group of defeated and remnant soldiers, to start fleeing in panic.

Seeing that the base was lost, they thought of at least taking the last of their wealth with them. The group arrived at the arena and rushed into a dragon girl's room.

"Quick! Escort us out!" The deputy leader with a fierce tone directly ordered the dragon girl sitting cross-legged at the bedside.

The dragon girl opened her eyes, the blood moon in the night sky mixed with the flames of the explosion, creating a strange red glow that fell on her through the window. The expressionless dragon girl didn't move, still looking coldly at these high-ranking officials of the base, the behind-the-scenes organizers of the arena.

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"Damn it! Are you deaf! Come protect us!"

"Don't forget your identity! Everything you have now is given by us! You are a gladiator, a slave of the arena! Just our property!"

The deputy leader's voice was urgent, looking at the indifferent dragon girl, both angry and annoyed.

After knowing that the enemy had calamity-ranked powerhouses, they also needed equivalent power. Naturally, they thought of the dragon girl. With her strength, which is nearly at the calamity rank, it's not to say that she could fight two against one, but at least giving them some time to escape should be no problem. This is also why they rushed to the arena first after being attacked.

Just as the deputy leader was about to furiously scold the dragon girl again, the next moment the door was suddenly blown off, followed by another powerful explosion that blasted a huge hole in the roof.

Amid the smoke and the fearful cries of the Gulase high-ranking officials, a figure slowly appeared. When the deputy leader finally saw the appearance of the person by the light of the fire, he immediately exclaimed in shock.

"Is it you!?"

This time, the dragon girl at the scene finally reacted. Her vacant and spiritless purple dragon eyes also looked over, and, surprisingly, narrowed slightly. The previously dead, stagnant look in her eyes showed a few ripples of emotion.

The person who appeared before everyone was a man completely cloaked under a cloak, his face utterly obscured.

But this man was obviously not unfamiliar to many of the Gulase high-ranking officials.

Because he was the one who, in the arena today, with unbelievable combat resilience, became the first person ever to defeat the dragon girl in a direct one-on-one confrontation, becoming the arena's superstar newcomer, the dark horse champion.

Before people could react, immediately after, a mechanical voice that seemed synthesized electronically, sounded from behind the cloaked figure.

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A domestic bioroid dressed in a maid's outfit stepped out from behind the cloaked figure. After the robotic sound, the maid's hands and feet were replaced with dark cannon muzzles, aiming directly at the people.

Fortunately, another person hurriedly came from behind, dressed in a nun's outfit, looking soft and frail, a young girl, who grabbed the maid about to open fire.

Seeing these three individuals, the high-ranking officials of the Gulase base widened their eyes, finally understanding something, and the deputy leader's expression became even more ferocious.

"Fu@king bastards, it was you all along!!"

He angrily turned his head towards the dragon girl, then, as if driven to laughter by rage, furiously said, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect the traitor to be you! You gave our information to him! No wonder. No wonder!!"

The deputy leader obviously thought that the dragon girl and the cloaked man were in cahoots, planning this night raid. This could explain the dragon girl's "coincidental" defeat in the arena, and why the cloaked man didn't kill the dragon girl in the end.

"Hehehe, I knew it, daughter and mother are both the same filthy bitches! Do you think too highly of yourselves, believing we couldn't really control you? It was just that we didn't want to waste our strength before, but now. You're asking for it!"

As the deputy leader spoke, a red light flickered from behind him, a crown-like brand, and immediately after, a corresponding light flickered behind the dragon girl, not a crown this time, but a shackle-shaped brand.

Twin brands, mother and child, with the mother brand holder being able to control the sub-brand bearer to a certain extent.

Anyone who wants to come to the arena to compete for money and become a gladiator must accept the sub-brand from the organizers behind the scenes. Once the brand is applied, it cannot be removed by oneself for life without the consent of the mother brand.

The deputy leader wielded the mother brand, trying to forcibly impose his will on the dragon girl. Instantly, severe pain and a tearing sensation swept over the dragon girl, but she clenched her teeth, her facial expression difficult yet unyielding. No matter how hard the deputy leader tried to activate the brand, the dragon girl remained motionless.

matter how hard the deputy leader tried to activate the brand, the dragon girl remained motionless.

However, such actions also had a great backlash, greatly affecting the dragon girl's body. Blood began to trickle from the corners of the dragon girl's mouth, and her body became increasingly weak.

As she swayed on the verge of collapse, her vision blurring, she faintly saw the cloaked figure approaching her. Then, the cloaked man placed his hand on the dragon girl's back, and a brand-new contract sigil rapidly formed on the back of her neck. Throughout this, the dragon girl offered no resistance, and finally, when the contract fully materialized, the sub-brand on the dragon girl's back, which was supposed to be irremovable for life, was effortlessly peeled off and removed by the cloaked man... no, now from Nova's body.

"What?!??"

"How is this possible!"

"Who the hell are you!"

This scene deeply shocked the deputy leader, making him scream out loud, followed by cold sweat breaking out from his forehead because he realized, if the sub-brand constraint was gone... then they…

The scent of death rushed towards him, and in the next moment, the deputy leader's feet left the ground, his whole body lifted by the hand of the suddenly appearing Nova by the neck.

"Wait, please wait! I am sor..."

A fierce grip induced a sensation of choking, prompting the deputy leader to look desperately for mercy, seeking forgiveness. However, the only reply was the ominous "crack" of his neck, marking the cessation of his existence.

The real leader of the Gulase base saw his deputy's tragic death and quickly came up with a clever idea and immediately spoke up:

"My friend! The Gulase base is yours now, killing me here has no meaning. I can assist you, help you adapt and take control of the base more quickly!"

"Moreover, I have connections with the leader of the Azure base. I can help you make connections, everything is negotiable, let….!"

The elder's words successfully halted Nova's actions. Looking at the dragon girl so close, the elder felt a chill down his spine, nearly scared to death, taking several deep breaths before he could recover, grateful for his early "surrender."

In the elder's view, seizing the base was simply for profit, as long as this cloaked man wasn't out of his mind, he should understand the principle of mutual benefit. Having him, the former leader, would also better facilitate the transfer of power.

While the elder was still fantasizing, he suddenly found the mechanical maid beside the cloaked man had aimed her guns at him, without waiting for him to widen his eyes or scream, she fired.

*Ratatatata*

[Trash cleaning complete] The maid retracted her guns, reporting to her master.

And the nun came to Nova's side, then a holy light fell upon her. The internal injuries Nova had sustained from resisting the brand began to heal rapidly, and the dragon girl's complexion improved significantly.

"We already know all about you miss Nova! We're glad you chose to join us. Ah, right! My name is Suthia! She is Zero!"

The dragon girl, feeling a sense of kinship from the enthusiastic young nun, finally turned her gaze to the cloaked man who had been silent the whole time, just quietly observing the situation.

Seeing Nova like this, Suthia, understandingly and softly said:

"He is Lord Ashen."

"Ashen…"

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