Symphony for the Insect Princess

What should I pay attention to when fighting against Osmir?

Nelris, Aisia, and Charlotte had discussed this before.

The first thing is of course the mobile fortress Atlas. Leave that to Sedroon and Qiumila, two people with super explosive power, so don’t worry about it for now.

Then there are the puppets and robots. When Atlas starts up, those things will most likely be broken down into parts and become part of Atlas. The ones left behind to block the invaders from inside will definitely be just a few small fry and are nothing to be afraid of.

Finally, there is Oshimir itself.

Apart from his creations, Osimer himself is just a top-notch wizard. Moreover, as an alchemist, he will definitely not delve too deeply into the path of magic. In other words, his actual combat ability is probably weaker than that of an ordinary wizard.

Furthermore, according to their observations over the past few days, Osimer has consistently shown a complete indifference to his body—or rather, his vessel. He has no qualms about it; switching bodies is commonplace. To maintain his consciousness, a brain is all he needs. According to Nelris's analysis, Osimer's true form likely consists solely of his brain, which must reside in the deepest reaches of the Atlas—the main control room. All of his "bodies" are remotely controlled through his brain.

This was good news. The operation and refinement of anyone's magic power required the coordination of both mind and body, and great sages were no exception. Those with only a brain, or rather, only a soul and spirit without a stable body, were incapable of magic. Osimer was perhaps the only great mage in the world who could not use magic.

In this case, the only thing to pay attention to is his "territory".

What is closely related to the domain is the spirit rather than the body. Even if only the brain is left, Osimer can open the domain, so the domain is the only weapon of Osimer who is now completely separated from the body.

but--

"So what happened?"

"Wouldn't you know if you just look at it?"

"I'm asking why this happened?"

"I still want to know!"

This is really a very strange scene.

Aisia took out a jar made of reinforced glass from the space ring and put Charlotte's head in it. Her long black wavy hair filled the bottle, and the face that was looming between the hair looked as strange as a ghost.

"Gu... Pah! Can you help me move my hair aside a little? It's going into my mouth when I talk..."

"Wait a minute—"

Asia ran at high speed. While it was unclear what form the attack was taking, she knew she had to keep moving! She'd felt something constantly brushing past her, as if wrapping around her, leaving her with nowhere to hide. It was so strange! Even when she looked around, she couldn't see anything. It was all white everywhere, and she couldn't even tell the extent of the area!

however,

"It can't fit in..."

From the beginning, Aisia has been trying to stuff the jar containing Charlotte's head into the space ring, but it is of no use. The space inside the ring refuses to allow the jar to enter!

"If you want to store or retrieve items in the ring, you have to use the whole thing. A complete object can't be partially inside and partially outside. This means your head is still connected to your body! Sure enough, your body hasn't disappeared!"

"I told you I can still feel my body, but... Ugh! My hair is in my mouth again!"

The cross section of Charlotte's neck was a strange blur, with no flesh, bones, or trachea visible. It looked more like mosaic or Gaussian blur. But she could still clearly feel her body and even seemed to be able to move her limbs.

"Has your body been 'decomposed' by Oshimir, or has it been replaced by a state we cannot recognize?"

"That's right. What else can we do?"

Oshimir's grinning voice echoed again, as if he were enjoying observing the two's movements like little guinea pigs. Aisia was still running, though it was impossible to see what she was avoiding.

"You can 'decompose' an object without destroying its integrity. It sounds contradictory, but it's actually possible... Is this the function of your field?"

"That's fine, but what do you think 'scientific research' is?"

"Decomposition and reorganization?" Unexpectedly, it was Charlotte who answered.

"Very understanding, Miss Necromancer. Perhaps this is what scientific research means to many outsiders."

To study something is to "break it down," and to create something is to "assemble" it.

It sounds like a superficial understanding, but in actual practice... it seems to be the case.

"Wait, 'reorganization'?"

Aisia shuddered and paused. She could sense something approaching, rapidly approaching! Poisonous magic emanated from her entire body, enveloping her like a wall!

Chi chi chi——

A strange sound suddenly erupted from outside the poisonous magic wall, reminiscent of evaporating water—something had struck the poisonous magic! Aiya's heart trembled. Sure enough, this wasn't some 'invisible' attack generated by the domain. The thing attacking them was tangible! And it could be blocked—

"Blocked? Are you sure?"

Oshimir's voice sneered, and the next moment, Aisia relied on her excellent reflexes to fall sideways while holding the glass jar. At the same time, a strange warm current passed through her left arm!

"what……"

The upper arm has changed.

The arm part became soft and limp, with bone fragments embedded inside in a random pattern. The five fingers were arranged radially like petals, and the gun he was holding became a large piece of iron made up of a mess of parts, completely embedded in the hand!

(Want to take away the use of my limbs? No, that's not right!)

Aisia immediately clenched her right hand. She was holding the glass jar with her right arm, and her arsenal—the space ring—was also worn on her right hand! Oshimir's goal was to destroy her arsenal!

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Aisia..."

Charlotte's head in the glass jar apologized, and Asia shook her head impatiently.

Then, the poisonous barrier was broken.

Although it was only a very brief moment, Aisia still saw a light gray shadow flash by in the empty space, directly tearing through the poison and rushing in.

Then, right in the middle of the jar containing Charlotte's head.

"Oops--"

Aisia quickly pulled back her right hand, but it was too late. The glass jar in her arms, along with Charlotte's head, disappeared into thin air, leaving only the base of the jar falling to the ground.

"CHARLOTTE!!!!"

"Oh, oh, what a shame! My companion died so suddenly~~ But don't worry, didn't I tell you it wouldn't affect the 'integrity'? It's a shame that even the head was disassembled. I wonder if she'll be fully herself if I put it back together?"

"Don't talk to me about epistemology, but..."

The surprise on Aisia's face lasted only a moment.

Then he put on a smile.

"...Really, thank you."

At this moment, she looked like a young lady attending a dinner party in a formal dress, dignified, luxurious and elegant.

Then, her right thumb brushed across the interspatial ring, and a sharp Nepali saber appeared in her hand. Without hesitation, she swung it down towards her left arm, blood splattering everywhere as her upper arm, deformed by the "recombination," was severed.

"It's been so long, don't you still know my personality? As for me, the reason I'm with Charlotte-san is because of Nelle's orders. Actually, for me... as long as I can kill you, she doesn't care what she does."

He took out a pistol-shaped syringe and injected it into his elbow. The bleeding stopped immediately, and a new arm regenerated with a sizzling sound.

"Huh? Without the guy holding you back, you can actually unleash your full potential? But you don't even know what's attacking you."

"'Don't know'? Are you sure I 'don't know'?"

"..."

Oshimir was silent for a moment, then suddenly launched an attack! Still invisible, invisible, but Aisia could feel the danger approaching!

(No wonder Nier wanted me to team up with that Qimila guy in the beginning. Her super intuition should be able to play a miraculous role in times like this, right?)

Aisia took out a P90 from the armory and fired a burst of bullets. None of the bullets hit the target, and most of the bullets were broken up in the air.

"Extremely small, yet large in quantity..."

He took out the AWP again, fired a blind sniper shot into the distance, then squinted his eyes and looked into the distance with the strength enhanced by drugs.

"Hmm... As expected, I roughly understand how this space was created."

He switched to a flamethrower and drew a circle around himself, the wall of fire flickering but failing to block it.

"High temperature resistant and extremely stable, worthy of your work."

"That group of things" was already within reach, and Asia immediately threw a blue grenade. The refined cryolite fragments inside it violently exploded, forming an ice cap that enveloped her. The group of things collided with the ice cap, and through the transparent ice, a gray-black mist could be seen passing by, and then the ice cap quickly disintegrated.

"It can be blocked by solids, but its efficiency is not reduced by low temperatures."

After reaching the next conclusion, Aisia's smile grew wider, and then she put all the things she had just taken out back into the space ring.

At this moment, the group of things had already touched her body, and her clothes had begun to decompose and would soon erode her flesh over a large area.

"Neither high-temperature nor low-temperature kinetic weapons nor energy weapons can cause effective damage. Doesn't this mean we only have one move left—"

She was not in a hurry and was obviously confident.

then,

Took out "that" from the space ring.

A fist-sized cylinder, made of metal, and sealed tightly.

"—I made this specially made, portable EMP."

Buzz——!!!!!!!

The moment the electromagnetic pulse bomb exploded, the empty space distorted, transforming into a black and white snowflake, like a broken monitor! In just a few seconds, the empty space completely dissipated, and the surroundings became a dimly lit circular room. The walls were densely packed with electronic equipment, and the bodies of countless apprentices and assistants lay beside them!

On the ground, the countless small spots of light that made up the previous empty space - the nanorobots - have all been scrapped and scattered all over the ground.

"How careless you are, the wise man of all ingenuity."

Asia brushed the dust off her hands—the remains of millions of nanobots—and looked up toward the center of the room.

"It's really unlike you not to consider countermeasures to EMP."

Right before her eyes,

The body of the Sage of All Skills - his brain, was immersed in a transparent container filled with yellow-green liquid, emitting a strange rhythm.

Chapter 164 Spirit (Part )

“HAWAHA, HAWAHA, HAWAHAWAHAWAHA!!!”

The one running around the city while making strange screams was naturally Qiumila. She lifted up her fluffy skirt and jogged. Her movements were a bit funny, but her speed was astonishingly fast.

"Left, left, left—"

boom!

"Ahhhhhh the building collapsed, right, right, right--"

boom!

"Wow wow wow wow wow the road is sunken behind behind behind behind——"

boom!

"Ahhhhhhhh! Rocks are falling from the sky! In front, in front, in front—"

boom!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The pipe exploded! Up there, up there, up there—what the hell is up there? I can't fly!"

There's a saying in other worlds: "When the gods fight, the people suffer." That's exactly how Qimila felt right now. Looking back, she saw the Mobile Fortress Atlas—even from this distance, it looked enormous—and the fierce battle between them. Compared to Atlas, the latter seemed as small as a flea, her position barely discernible only by the constant flashes of magical energy. The former unfolded her domain, exerting all her might, teleporting back and forth, flying and running. She seemed to be having a blast, but no concrete progress was visible.

Qimila, on the other hand, was exhausted. Every violent movement of the Atlas unleashed a violent gust of wind, capable of blowing Qimila to the ground from over a kilometer away. Even more dangerous were the strange beams of light emitted from both sides, capable of bringing down more than one building at a time, leaving Qimila with nowhere to hide.

"what--"

A sudden warning from her instinct for danger came as a large piece of metal fell from the sky, hitting Qimila right in front of her like a meteorite! A large crater formed in the solid road surface, and thick smoke choked Qimila, making it difficult for her to breathe. When the smoke cleared, a massive artillery platform appeared.

It was very large, almost the size of a railway gun, and it was the same one that Sedroon had just pried off Atlas' shoulder.

"Oh my god... Sister Sejoang is too violent..."

Qimila shook her head and was about to take a detour——

Click, click, click, click...

"Confirmed to be irreparable - Rewrite - Recall - Record No. n08 -"

With an electronic chime, the shell of the abandoned turret suddenly disintegrated, revealing a dazzling array of complex machinery, a stark contrast to its rugged exterior. These machines detached from the turret without human intervention and, before the astonished Qimila's gaze, reassembled into sophisticated humanoid forms. They resembled miniature Atlases, but with strange proportions, their massive limbs, sharp blades, and cannon barrels fused to their arms. They were clearly designed for the hunt.

“Yeah… Yeah… This…”

Qimila covered her mouth and tried to sneak away, however,

"Discovery—Target—Qimila Elonmade—"

"Wait wait wait, I'm just passing by—Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The laser emitted by the leading puppet almost grazed her scalp, and she could even smell the burnt smell of the tips of her hair!

"So wait a minute, woo woo woo..."