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Harker's powerful punch on Lander's lance was the final hammer that dug the nail.

And with it, Harker sealed Andronze's coffin.

The arm of Harker's armor was severely damaged as the fist and arm were crushed.

Andronze held the lance with all her might and even used several techs to empower herself. But the series of attacks had greatly weakened her.

Her body was already too weak from the Plague of the First Born afflicting her.

Andronze didn't move after she realized the stab had made its final push.

She was in so much pain that she lost her senses. She looked at the torso and saw the damage inflicted on her chest. A tremendous amount of blood spilled out.

Yet even in this gruesome scenario, Andronze did not scream or curse or rage as her life faded. She smiled.

"Well... Played." She spoke to Harker and Lanterk.

"That battle... was well planned... Was it your spies that infiltrated my base..."

"Yes. Norgen and the rest of us were the competent Pioneers you hired."

"I thought... as much. You sound... like Rekrah. I should have known."

"I never said my name to you because I can't. During all those times, Lowengren and the rest introduced me. My power is truth. That's why you believed when I said we have the Lost Primordial and Guinevere. But it wasn't in that coffin."

"Incredible... You know... It feels... amazing. Dying..."

"...Are you free from your burdens? This confirms it. Lynd said that when they killed Shackstress, he couldn't understand her emotion as well. It was as if she was free. Are you?" Harker asked again. 𝑓𝙧𝘦𝘦we𝘣𝙣𝘰𝘃𝗲l.com

"I... Think so... Theories? Do you...?"

Harker slowly moved and injected her with a healing device.

"So that we can talk more." Harker smiled.

"An energy that keeps the brain functioning... What an interesting technology. This must be the one similar to Presider Marrho's lightning." Andronze smiled as she felt electric energy being fed in and became an energy source within her brain.

"Our theory is that this is a curse by the Primordial. The more we understood your world, the more we found interesting hints. Pioneers like Lourca Ovilli didn't have such desire but spoke of how this was the normal way of thinking. And that made us wonder. Was it possible that the Primordial did this to ensure the Prime Wars? Through the Prime Wars, you were its pawns, whatever his goal. Conquerors like you will fight. And even if some won't wish to partake in it, you all know that an apocalypse is coming where Primes will fight to be another Primordial. Some were destined to be weak like that Gordon... Or other Presiders. But those like you who have the will and desire to Conquer are called to excel and become strong. The Lost Primordial tried to break this curse."

"That makes sense. It explains a lot in our culture. So Shackstress felt this as well? What a malevolent person. But it does sound possible. Principals and Primes can play around with fate. So our entire race was led by this. And the Babelian war... Was it because of that?" Andronze pondered.

"We don't know. But it's why you guys can't ever fully ally with another. We, Overcomers, are dependent on each other. Something about our fate is only made perfect in weakness and is only fulfilled when we are with each other." Harker smiled.

"That sounds amazing. In any case, thank you for freeing me... But I'm sure you are giving me these prolonged moments for a purpose?"

"Yes. Will you help us? Your tech will give us a great chance. I know your curse as a conqueror was not your own. But you surely have your own pride, right? So help us thwart the Primordial's plan." Harker offered a storage device to Andronze.

Andronze laughed as she heard it.

"I am a very petty person! Sure. Why not?" Andronze chuckled and took it and channeled the energy in it.

"Energy as data. Only Lennox, who follows the path of the one you call Presider Marrho, has. But the rest of us don't have that..."

"Oh? I have a weaker version. It's inside. With this, you can access all my secrets hidden in the Nile Serpent."

Harker couldn't help but tremble when he heard it.

The data and information of various sciences that Andronze had known was inside that device! Stealing and hijacking was one thing, but this was a full bestowal of knowledge!

"Oh? It seems it's draining the energy in my braid. But this should be enough. You already have the foundation. Goodbye."

And just like that, Andronze was no more. Harker was not even able to answer Andronze.

"What power. This Presider is this strong. Yet they are pawns to the Primordial. Lost Primordial... Are we really able to fight him?" Harker glanced up and observed the ongoing battles above.

Seeing that she had died, the survivors sighed.

"Tend to the wounded! Prioritize the members of Warfreakz! Nobody rest! Our fight isn't over!" Jane Moore, Gardo's second in command, gave orders to those around.

"And clear out all Pioneers! We still have the battle to fight! This is our task! No matter who dies around us, we pick up our weapons and fight! We mourn later!" Jane shouted.

"Everyone. We cannot rest. We find where we are useful and be there!" Harker took command.

Lander stood up and couldn't move his body. He was dying, and his intense hold on the lance triggered a stiffening of muscles that even he, in his Unlocking, couldn't stop.

"Your dying, Lander. It's a good thing we have the tech to heal such wounds. You should even be considered medically dead. That stiffening is possibly rigor mortis!" Harker chuckled as he injected another on Lander, who fainted.

BOOM! BOOM!

Distant explosions equal to weapons of mass destruction exploded in the distance. It surpassed the explosions going in above between the Tyrant Empress and Eagle, as well the explosive attacks ringing over at Myrth's collapsing spaceship.

"Now, to move to the next battle." Harker turned towards the direction of the battle between Arthur's team and Straviaa.

Far out of the lands of Egypt, over the seas near the African continent, the forces of Lanterk were about to make their entry.

But then, Lanterk saw the battle's climax and confirmed that Andronze's signature had vanished.

"...Dead. Andronze is dead! And Garenjazz is pushed to the point that he has no choice but to reveal a Combat Body! And Zeraphine betrayed Garenjaz?! Even if Garenjazz is clearly at the level of a Principal." Lanterk was shocked.

BOOM!

"Myrth... You're dying too, huh?" Lanterk hesitated. He tried to disrupt the flow but failed.

"And even my attempts to foil the plans of the Progenitor and everyone, it seems that my actions were still part of the calculation of this battle! I pushed Pridgeon to a trap!" Lanterk observed the poor state of Pridgeon's ship.

The armies of the WGP could be seen from afar. And numerous Rules were present and were ready to battle.

Lanterk's own base was badly damaged if he charged in and waged war with the WGP. Who knows what would become of him if forces were waiting to ambush him.

"...But I must save Pridgeon." So Lanterk decided and gathered the power of his to control metal.

His power spread all over Egypt, and many of the surviving Egyptian army clad in metal suddenly moved on their own and rushed towards the area where Pridgeon fought.

"Pridgeon! Get out of there!"

"I know!" Pridgeon roared.

Inside the ship of Straviaa, the battle against two Mid Tiers ended to the Unlocked army's advantage!

Lennox and Git Godlike were able to put Enderks in his place.

The Covenant of the Strongest clashed against Straviaa, whose throne now had numerous damages, cracks, and bent parts from the impacts.

"Andronze...!" Straviaa was horrified as she saw the report.

"You're next. The math is clear and calculated." Arthur answered as he began to harness more energy in his gear.