And at the same time that Stella went all out and began clearing out the Abrahams.
In a corner of the military base, Tatsuma was leisurely sorting out his gains from this trip.
[Stella successfully defeated Abraham, congratulations on obtaining the purple trait: Teleportation.]
[Stella successfully defeated Abraham, congratulations on obtaining the red trait: Future Sight.]
[Stella successfully defeated Abraham, congratulations on obtaining the purple trait: Hypnosis.]
...
As Tyrant clones, the Abrahams were extremely powerful, even surpassing A-rank Blazers.
By Devil standards, these clones almost all possessed the power of High-Class Devils, and together they could even rival a Satan.
By killing these clones, the traits Tatsuma obtained were basically all purple or higher, and occasionally even a few red traits would drop. Although most of these traits had overlapping effects, for Tatsuma, it was still a small harvest.
If there was anything regrettable, it was that the number of clones was too small, and the dropped traits could only make up three or four gold traits in total. Relying solely on these clones, it would be difficult for him to gather the materials for a Rainbow trait.
However, fortunately, besides these Tyrant clones, there were others who would give him traits.
A huge shadow enveloped the entire military base, and Tatsuma closed his panel and looked up at the sky.
"So big." Est blinked and expressed her thoughts.
"It is indeed quite big."
Tatsuma looked at the giant ship in the sky, which was over a thousand meters long, with interest.
With the memories obtained from other high-ranking military base personnel, he knew exactly what it was.
Equipped with particle accelerators, particle cannons, nuclear engines, and many other black technologies.
The crystallization of human technological wisdom, the Super Air Battleship — Enterprise!
...
West side of the military base, fourteen kilometers away.
A psychic energy fluctuation rose, and a blond man appeared out of thin air. But the moment he landed, a graceful figure appeared right after him.
Bang!
Abraham's head disappeared, and his body fell to the ground.
"This... is the last one..."
Stella gasped for breath, leaning against a nearby tree and sliding down to the ground, her face showing deep exhaustion.
Dragon Spirit was not an ordinary ability. Even with the vast magic power of a Satan and the strong endurance trained over countless days and months, Stella was still unable to maintain it for a long time and could only use it as a killing move at critical moments.
And today, this was not the first time she had used Dragon Spirit.
At the Liberation Army headquarters, she defeated Wallenstein, one of the Twelve Apostles.
In the Southeast Asian rainforest, she defeated Or-Gaule, also one of the Twelve Apostles.
Just activating Dragon Spirit the first two times had already made Stella feel tired.
And after arriving in the United States, she activated Dragon Spirit even more frequently.
Looking at her basic stats, Stella completely crushed the Tyrant clones, Abrahams, in all aspects. But with the ability of Future Sight, she had to activate Dragon Spirit to strengthen herself so that she could kill the opponent with absolute power.
And compared to the previous two branch bases, the number of Abrahams in the headquarters was even greater. To win, she held nothing back, burning every ounce of power in her body.
However, just as Stella was about to take a breather and recover her strength, a steel battleship emitting an extremely strong oppressive aura appeared in her line of sight.
"Is that... a Device?!"
Looking at the Enterprise appearing above the military base, a hint of surprise appeared on Stella's face.
As a fellow Blazers, she could feel the fluctuation of a Device from the Enterprise.
But unlike a pure Device, that steel battleship seemed to have been modified, equipped with many sci-fi weapons, emitting a dangerous aura.
Realizing what this represented, Stella supported herself with a nearby tree and stood up.
Such a powerful Device, coupled with that intuition, Stella was sure that the owner of this battleship was a Desperado.
Compared to the relatively unthreatening Abrahams, Stella wanted to fight a Desperado of equal level to further accumulate combat experience.
Wings unfolded behind her back, and Stella flew towards the military base.
At the same time that Stella was rushing, Douglas and a man in a black trench coat appeared above Enterprise.
"The target is at..."
"I already see him."
Naseem interrupted Douglas's speech.
Standing on the edge of Enterprise, he frowned and stared at Tatsuma in the corner for two seconds. After that, he made a definite judgment.
"Douglas, I can't beat that guy."
"Naseem, our country spent a lot of money to hire you to help, not to listen to such nonsense."
Douglas snorted coldly, his expression unfriendly. "Don't tell me that the famous Haboob is already so scared that he's peeing his pants without even fighting."
"Tsk, I hate idiots who don't understand." Naseem curled his lip, expressing his thoughts directly.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Douglas's expression became even colder.
As the Commander of the United States Pacific Fleet, Douglas was naturally not someone easy to talk to.
If Naseem wasn't a Desperado like him and strong enough, he would have blasted him with a cannon long ago.
"Hurry up and do it! I don't need you to defeat the Red Dragon Emperor head-on, I just need you to stall him for a short time!"
"Heh, then you still overestimate me too much." Naseem sneered and jumped off the battleship.
Pulled by gravity, his descent speed continuously increased, and in the blink of an eye, he approached the ground.
Just then, a black gauntlet appeared on his right hand, and magic power that shook the atmosphere wildly gathered.
"Let's challenge the limit after a long time."
Naseem assumed a stance and punched the ground, which was close at hand.
Dead End Blow!
Vast energy erupted, and Satan-level magic power slammed down.
In just an instant, the ground seemed to have evaporated into sand, and it quickly spread to the surroundings.
As if the end of the world had arrived, whether it was war weapons enhanced with magic pattern technology or steel buildings made of special materials, they were all affected and turned into sand.
Centered on the location where Naseem landed, the military base evaporated in an instant, disappearing.
After that, the effect of Dead End Blow further spread, reaching Tatsuma on the other side of the base.
"Sand? No, it should be drying." Tatsuma saw through the essence of this attack.
It wasn't turning objects into sand, but absorbing vitality and moisture, causing them to dry up into sand.
This was a full-power blow from a top-tier Desperado, without any moisture. If it erupted in the center of a city, even a massive city like Washington would fall instantly.
"That's really reckless."
Tatsuma raised his finger and pointed from a distance.
Vast and boundless natural energy surged, and the entire world seemed to come alive and become active.
Pulled by Tatsuma, this natural energy turned into a city wall and blocked Dead End Blow. Everything revived, and the sand gathered to form vibrant soil, and flowers and green grass bloomed again.
Walking on the grass, Tatsuma took a step and appeared in front of Naseem.
"You are a monster."
Naseem narrowed his eyes and subconsciously took a step back to create distance.
But at this moment, the alarm bell in his heart began to ring frantically.
Born and raised on the battlefield, constantly accompanied by death, Naseem's intuition was far beyond that of ordinary people, and he could even predict the future to a certain extent.
Therefore, the moment his intuition sent a danger warning, Naseem understood what had happened.
Retreating would mean death.
"Then advance!"
Naseem instantly stopped his retreat, bent his knees, and shot towards Tatsuma like an afterimage.