Receiving the distress signal, Feng Yi arrived just in the nick of time. As a fellow Federation member, he had no reason to stand idly by.

As for how to describe this mech, he was used to the feel of the Phantom Knight 0001, suddenly having to operate a powerful mech felt a little out of his hands. If he had to use a word to describe it, it would be "smooth". It was so smooth that even he himself found it hard to believe that a mech could be so terrifyingly agile.

Accelerating, turning, charging, stopping abruptly, casually drawing out the black blade with a gentle complex input, made the Flame Dual Slash quite easy to execute. This was a move that was difficult to perform with the Phantom Knight 0001. He even struggled to guarantee a hundred percent success rate for the swift input of commands.

However, smooth operation comes with inherent dangers. Habitually controlling an organic mech can cause dependency, a fact that Feng Yi was aware of. Therefore, he never thought of completely abandoning Phantom Knight 0001; he was meticulously fine-tuning his operating technique.

To the onlookers, it painted a different picture. My God, what was that, a mech, a warplane, or a super soldier? Was the late-arriving hero finally here to rescue everyone? Holding on to a heart full of questions, the passengers were inexplicably wide-eyed...

Only Charlotte enunciated slowly, "Re...venge...Shadow...Rider…" For some reason, or perhaps out of expectation, or some unknown desire, her slightly choked voice somehow linked this mysterious mech with the Revenge Shadow Rider, yet it didn't seem quite like the Revenge Shadow Rider of the past.

Yes, the familiar Shadow Rider was long gone. The one who loved challenges and always left room for his opponents is gone forever. In its place is another, the Wings of Judgement, from the far reaches of space.

Amid the roaring flames, the black mech charged towards the pirate horde. Its body turned into a black raging flame, leaving behind multiple afterimages in the light screen, a sight so moving it brought tears to the eyes. It moved at a frequency beyond imagination, its rays of laser light appearing as beams of justice severing evil.

Athena's delicate hands covered her cherry lips, she was so excited that she could not utter a word. At this moment, it seemed as if all her grievances suddenly found an outlet. Tears were on the brink of flooding her eyes. Finally, at this critical moment, the warrior they had been waiting for appeared. Even though they weren't expecting a super soldier, the world never lacked warriors. From the black mech, she could feel a surge of positive energy.

The pirate leader was also caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the mysterious mech. Is this another fool coming to court death? No matter who the opponent is, it's impossible to pose a threat to a fleet of battleships. Together with the command issuance, several cluster battleships already locked onto the Revenge Shadow Rider and fired a fierce blow, lighting up the dark starry sky with countless flashes of light.

Ssshh...The Revenge Shadow Rider dodged back and forth through the rain of bullets as if in an uninhabited territory. The space pirate's shots completely missed, not even scratching the edge.

Although the distance is considerable, there is a thousandfold difference. The common people were completely terrified. The rollercoaster ups and downs were too stimulating. The refugees and Athena could feel their hearts rise to their throats and fall again time after time. They were worried that the mysterious mobile warrior might accidentally get shot. If even the last guardian was defeated, it would be the end for everyone.

Ding ding ding ding... The distance between the Shadow Rider and the cluster battleships was visibly closing rapidly. The cheers exploded inside the passenger shuttle when the blade of the Revenge Shadow Rider sliced open the hull of the first battleship...

"Well done, kill those sons of bitches!" The men took off their shirts and lit cigarettes, while the women clutched the hands of the men next to them so tightly it was almost digging into their flesh, some of them were constantly screaming.

"Mysterious mobile warrior, no matter which elite Red Cloak you are, I will support you."

This was simply too cool. A mobile warrior from the distant depths of space was single-handedly battling dozens of interstellar battleships. Was he a messenger of justice sent by God? Maybe he was, maybe he wasn't, but it didn't matter, at this moment, he was the guardian of the people, the defender of justice.

Meanwhile, the voices of the excited announcers were heard throughout the interior of the passenger shuttle, "Please remain calm, no smoking on the ship." Despite their words, no one listened. Who cared at this point? Their lives were at stake, but everyone just thought the black mech was doing well, it was great, the captain of the headship was leading the cheer, smoking away, and occasionally cursing at the top of his voice.

The pirate leader also realized that things were not ordinary. Was the opponent the Federal ace Grand? But his leap-attack style was completely different from Grand's. An ordinary Red Cloak Elite couldn't move so freely under such thick firepower. There should be some casualties. Of course, the Elite Red Cloak could achieve this level.

Consider that if a space battleship gets close to a mobile suit, it's similar to a bare-naked human. The leader didn't foresee that a mobile suit of this caliber could appear so far away from the Dragon Gate space station. He bites his teeth in unwillingness, "Retreat."

It can't be delayed anymore. If he waits another 2 minutes and the black mech gets close, then he might lose his life. This cooperation with the Pross Empire hasn't gone well -- precisely, the cooperation with the Tri-Queen hasn't gone well.

But, is it really okay to just leave like this? At least the Freedom Dancer should be destroyed; there is a target on there from their hit list. Unfortunately, the battleship's beam cannon was cut in half by the black mech while charging up.

Given Feng Yi's abilities, it's impossible for him to simultaneously intercept all the battleships' firepower. The concentrated bullet points suddenly abandon their coverage of him and at once locked onto the Freedom Dancer.

Under barrage of laser fire, the head of the beam cannon made a gruesome sound, like a mechanical demon trying to exert everything it got. However, when it hit the Freedom Dancer, there was no reaction, like hitting the water surface, causing only a ripple. The people inside the shuttle could even hear a sound like 'bop bop bop'...

Indeed, as a world-class idol, the Freedom Dancer is equipped with a superior defense system, but without attack weapons. Moreover, the space pirates' original target was not the common passengers. As a result, the Freedom Dancer was barely able to resist a round of massive firing.

Several popular band members turned pale, huddling together for warmth like trembling kittens... Watching the ever-changing color of the protective shield, they were undoubtedly frightened. At such times, average people would basically give in. For those who had never experienced real death, it was impossible to know the feeling of weakness before death.

When the energy display of the protective shield dropped to 1%, everyone fell into complete despair. They were done for, and several people on the Freedom Dancer already started praying. Even the passengers on the two civilian shuttles that had travelled with them began to silently pray for these compatriots. If there really was a god, let it show its power now.

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