Warrior Terminator

Interrogations

Algol's squads had rested for a few days after arriving at the Milky Way, they had done nothing but rest at the military headquarters.

Algol and Alpha in recovery time. Although the external wound has healed, but the inside of Algol's body is still sick. When Algol touched the part told by the doctor in Andromeda City, it was still painful.

Unlike him, Alpha can heal quickly. The fractures in his right leg were almost completely healed, while his ribs were also developing rapidly. Too miraculous, commented the doctor who examined him. Alpha admitted that it was like his body, had a high recovery power.

Unfortunately, that doesn't mean they can relax. Because at this time Alpha and Ursa were in a dim room in their special headquarters. The room was narrow and quite empty. There was only one square table, two seats behind it, and one other seat. Yeah, it's an interrogation room.

Alpha and Ursa have been there many times with demands of answering the same question over and over again. The same question and the answer that never changed also continues to be heard in the room with minimal illumination. But, it looks like this time the interrogation that goes will be different.

Because the question given is not : ‘What really happened in Mayall Village five years ago?’ or ‘What do you guys remember?’. Except, “Tell me everything about Luxco.”

With a flat face that implied not wanting to receive a rejection answer, Algol looked straight into the eyes of Alpha and Ursa. It puts pressure on both. In response, Ursa let out a long sigh.

“I've told you that he is as mysterious as it is for us,” he replied, “plus again we just met after five years, of course there are many that we do not know.”

“Before the incident of the attack you must have known a little about it,” urged Algol.

“Not really.” Alpha. “When we just entered the Luxco education academy has become a Guardian candidate, then not long after he was officially appointed and carried out missions outside the village. He only came back a few times. Which in those times he used to show off his adventures to us. We only know the great story, not about it.”

Algol assessed them, determining whether there was still something to hide or not. He then shook his head. The man tucks his shoulders, making the accompanying Okul not write down any additional info about Luxco unless they already know.

“In exchange, tell me about your colleagues. Joa, Arta, Sega, Youis, Gage, and Kirue. Say everything,” sue Algol.

Ursa frowned fiercely. “You eavesdropped on our conversation that night.”

“Sure. Anyway, why not?”

“Explain to us. In detail.”

Alpha stared at Okul. “We don't want.”

“I'll do this then.” Algol activated the seal on Alpa's neck. He made a chain of light strangle Alpha's neck tightly. “I won't let go until you tell me about them. I don't hesitate to make you hurt, as long as you know.”

Ursa looked anxiously at the pained Alpha holding her neck. “Licik.”

“No problem. Please do not forget who you are, who we are,” reply Algol coldly.

Ursa wanted to rebel angrily, but he was reminded again that they had no freedom even if treated well, they were just prisoners. That is their fate.

“They are our age, talented children, and needless to say are great people.”

Algol loosens the ties in Alpha's neck, still does not release it. Alpha coughing. His lips were wide open trying to supply him with plenty of air to breathe. At least he was no longer suffocating, the inner heart of Ursa.

“You already know Joa, we don't have to say anything more about him. And then, there was Arta. He is the most powerful among us.” Ursa continued.

“Say features. The details so that Okul can sketch his face.” Algol.

Ursa reluctantly replied. “The body is not stocky, but high. The facial lines are similar to Alpha, but are firmer on the chin and cheekbones. Arta had silvery white hair straight along the nape, or so it was the last time I saw her, and her eye color was two levels darker than her hair color, a bit grayish.”

“How about its strength?”

“She is strong.”

“More clear.”

“Not only in the power of light, his physical and cleverness are also topnotch,” continued Alpha. “His physical strength is lower when compared to me, but above the average human star in general.”

Ursa replied, “That's because she has a little bit of ordinary human blood, right?”

“Yah... according to what he said like that. His father was a quarter mixed man. Even so his appearance is the appearance of a fully star man,” continued Alpha.

“Is this how he is?”

“Good picture, Mr. Okul.” Alpha praised. The sketch is not exactly with Arta in his memory Alpha, but the young man assumes that it will be like in the sketch that Arta after five years.

“Explain more details about his strength, such as his techniques, fighting style, and so on,” continued Algol again.

“Because Arta is a smart person then she uses a lot of sense. Even ordinary techniques can be brilliant if he uses them.”

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“Alpha Aurigae: Spider Web!”

The spider webs formed in several places where Arta directed his attack. No soldiers were caught in the attack. Arta was not disappointed at all because the purpose of the attack was not to capture his opponents.

“Strike from all sides! After all, we are a dozen, while he is only a!” the captain's orders from the small unit.

Soldiers immediately invaded Arta. They were pointing at him with sword light drawn.

The young man was undaunted. He applied full armor to his body. Then, Arta nimbly fought them without weapons, only with hands and feet that in addition to armor also layered the power of light in order to increase the power of attack.

Arta punched and kicked those who approached her very strongly. He did not try to dodge because his armor was capable enough to withstand the slash of the soldier who slashed at him. Arta did give a lot of light power to his armor. That way he can freely reply to the attack without the need to think about his self-protection again.

The impact is always accompanied by an explosion of energy from the power of its light that causes the effect many times over. Unmitigated, can make his opponent slamming. And again, Arta did not carelessly thicken them, but instead was directed at the giant spider web he had created. Those who were hit by the net clung to it and could not escape.

“Cih! Goddamnit! What the hell is this net?!”

“Why can not escape?!”

“Sial! Even cut it free!”

Alpha grinned at the swearing. “It's just an ordinary spider web. It's just that the sticky power is so strong that sharp weapons do not work on him.”

Bugh!

Again, the young man was banging a soldier who was attacking from the side. That person also got into his net trap. “Rasaka—”

Arta squatted down fast. Two sword swings were launched at the same time from the front and back. He then rested on his hands, then using both feet he kicked the two soldiers away.

They did not get caught in the net and immediately rose again to attack Arta with other soldiers. This time using a light attack. They launched a yellow burst of light at the same time.

Knowing the purpose of the attack to blind his view which will be followed by a consecutive attack, Arta did not stay silent. He made a protective dome. A barrage of light spears was fired at Arta's dome before the effect of the previous burst of light was exhausted. The sound of impact that then exploded sounded loud.

“The protector is starting to crumble! Keep attacking!”

“Ya!”

Twoar! Twoar!

Twoar! Twoar!

“Do not stop! Soon the dome will be destroyed and our attack will hit it! Keep attacking!”

“Good!”

Crack—pyaaar!

“Succeed! We managed to destroy it!”

“Good! See how that guy is!”

However, after all the dust had disappeared, the captain did not find his men still standing except for the one who had earlier called for success. The rest of the members have fallen unconscious.

“Eh, how can..” said the guy.

The captain was shocked. “That person doesn't exist! Where is he?!”

“Ask me, huh? I'm here,” said Arta who turned out to be behind him.

As the burst of light was being launched he quietly slipped out of the encirclement camouflaged using the power of his light. Arta deliberately left her dome to attack as a distraction. After successfully sneaking out he quietly attacked the dozens of other soldiers one by one without making a fuss.

Bugh! Bugh!

Brukh! Brukh!

Arta hit their noses quickly, causing both of them to fall unconscious.

The young man with the white mane then turned around after hearing the swift footsteps that led to where he was. A team of soldiers consisting of ten people came with irritated faces.

“You.... shit! You cheated us!”

Arta smiled amusedly. “It is you yourself who cannot tell if the people of my village you are pursuing are real humans or just the hologram I created.”

A moment ago, while he was still escorting the group of villagers, they were discovered by the soldiers as the people of Mayall Village. They are being chased and hunted. But Arta has clever sense. The young man made holograms of the people with him and lured the soldiers to chase after them, but the original people were still in the city and were hiding.

It's a simple technique. Because a hologram simply mimics the image of something that has been recorded, it reshapes it using the power of light without the need to mimic the original properties of the original object, in contrast to the commonly used attack technique in which not only its shape but also its properties are imitated in order to approach its authenticity.

It can be said that holograms are the easiest basic technique, not an attack technique, but a technique used in everyday life as a fantasy. However, Arta turned that into something he could use to trick the soldier using his wits. It could work because they judged Arta as a strong person so expected the young man would use great techniques anyway, not expecting that he even used cheap tricks.

“As a substitute for them, I will not let you escape! We will definitely catch you, the person from Mayall Village!”

“Try it.” Arta answered him lightly.

“Serang brand—”

“WAIT!”

A loud thunderous sound stopped the soldiers who were about to run crashing. They held back their steps abruptly. Then, from within the forest darted fast three people who then landed on the battle ground. Two men and one woman.

Arta was watching them. He knew, these three were not ordinary people like the soldiers he had just fought. ‘It looks like it will be troublesome,’ his inner word.

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