37 Loathesome War
While conversing with the two elderly gentlemen,
All of a sudden,
Jomel's muscles clenched, and his heartbeat became irregular.
The last thing on his mind is to use the battle form, so he used the combat form of his Soul-Beast Volury, a Metalic Raptor.
Since this is his first time using a Combat-Form, his whole arm and the back of it have been polished and covered by a thick metallic scale, and his fingers have become a sharp pointy object that resembles the claw of a metallic eagle.
Voltury's tail-like blade sprouted on Jomel's back, his chest was long and shaped like a V, and his sides, which resembled ribs, were all shielded by Voltury's metallic clothing.
His face was uncovered, surrounded by armor-like items, as if it were the appearance of his Soul-Beast Voltury, a raptor-like Soul-Beast.
Jomel recalled an anime in which Mages dominated the black and white butterfly energy.
Warriors in that universe who have ghosts on their axes from a certain dungeon, once they turn, would have something close to what he has now.
*CRRINKS*
He clung to the metal floor with his claws.
All that thing happened in a split second when they heard...
*WOOOSSSSHHHHRRR*
*KAPAFFGgHH!!!*
They heard an explosion near them, the aircraft that was flying with them was blasted into pieces.
*POOOVVVVVFFF*
Suddenly,
They were blasted by the explosion's shock wave, which was the aftershock of the blast.
Fortunately, Jomel's precognition abilities enabled him to quickly adapt himself to stand up to the impact and blast.
The plane's glasses broke into countless pieces.
When Jomel looked in the direction of the impact, he saw a swarm of flying Soul-Beasts from either side approaching them.
Not to mention the fact that there are many too many down under, in any direction.
Jomel realized that the two elderly people had died as a result of the explosion as if they were here for nothing.
Since they would not make a vow, their relatives would most likely be ignored by the Human Alliance.
He threw their body to the side and replaced the two pilots without hesitation.
He recalled what these two guys said to him, so he picked the main on the left.
He claimed his place as a pilot by using what he knew from the previous owner's experience.
The battle has begun, the two old men have died in shock, he does not intend to proceed because it would be a stupid decision, he simply needs to wait.
For the time being, he would simply familiarize himself with the situation and avoid any incoming direct or indirect threats.
*BBBRRRRRGGGGHHHHH*
*BRRRRGGGGHHH*
Two incoming giant fireballs rushed in their aircraft's direction.
*WHHIIIISSSTTTT*
Jomel maintained careful control of the aircraft by evading the two fireballs in a circular motion.
Then he backed up cautiously to avoid being stuck in the back by some allied forces unwittingly.
"How's it going inside...?"
Someone from the Squad questioned, and it was most definitely the voice of the Grimo clan team chief.
Jomel didn't respond; he needs these two dead old men to take credit for everything; he's not sure why, but he won't be sorry.
After a quick estimate, the Grimo clan descendant realizes that those two pilots will most likely be killed by the impact.
Jomel maintained careful control of the aircraft by evading the two fireballs in a circular motion.
Then he backed up cautiously to avoid being stuck in the back by some allied forces unwittingly.
"How's it going inside...?"
Someone from the Squad questioned, and it was most definitely the voice of the Grimo clan team chief.
Jomel didn't respond; he needs these two dead old men to take credit for everything; he's not sure why, but he won't be sorry.
After a quick estimate, the Grimo clan descendant realizes that those two pilots will most likely be killed by the impact.
The Grimo descendant team leader is secure in the soldier's ability to pilot the plane after escaping two approaching assaults earlier.
He is most likely a backup pilot, but he moved into his fighting frame as well.
To avoid being injured by another clueless explosion, the Grimo clan ordered the others to recover and transform into battle mode.
*roar*
*roAR*
*Roar*
A loud combination of beasts Roar was heard, there are cries of anger, pain, and resentment.
*KABOOOVVV!!*
*KABOOOOVVVV!!*
*KABBBOOOOVVV*
Thousand of different kinds of beasts bombs were being shot on both sides, those beasts from humanity can resist other than the opposite side of the wild Soul-Beasts, but the other side had more population.
They are like never-ending swarms of locusts.
*SHAAVOOOOMMM*
*SHAAVOOOM*
Aircraft that had rushed in earlier were being blown up, and the assault came from both directions.
Many of Tamer's peers transformed to escape the attacks.
Even with their powerful bodies, a barrage of elemental assaults would almost definitely kill them if they were struck.
Some of them would potentially super powerful in their fighting form if there are a thousand of them.
As a result, they and their aircraft are blasted like a meat grinder.
Jomel saw it all and realized how precarious life is, and he felt his judgment was correct; if he had passed earlier in the middle of the frontline, he would have been bombarded by each side's attack.
Thousands of bombs rained down on him, and he just hid in the rear, hoping for the right moment to enter. He's grown addicted to the controller, he's that sure of himself.
He's just waiting for the assaults to stop.
*ANNNGGGH!!*
*RAAAWWWrRr*
When both sides engaged in close combat,
Blood from various animals was increasingly blending with the climate.
Range battle of simple assaults was presently halted since some of them were clearly visible.
But it's not any less dangerous; he saw two airborne creatures gnawing and killing each other in mid-air. After it had won, anything bigger will swoop down and slaughter it as well.
The loop did not end and escalated, showing how heinous fighting is.
