Elegy from Another World

Like a silent shark, the Ringbelt lurks in the colorful yet perilous abyss of data. Outside the porthole lies the boundless, sanity-draining mass of R-Mutter—it has fully revealed its true nature as a data worm virus: a terrifying ocean of churning, expanding creatures, composed of countless writhing, intertwined swarms of ominous code.

M-Tini Guquela gripped the control stick tightly. Her body, composed of sundews and Venus flytraps, was slightly tense from intense concentration. The sand suspended in her abdomen swirled steadily and rapidly, demonstrating her absolute resolve. She would be the key to this operation.

Inside the airtight compartment, Noreljon, Mia Reilly, and I conducted a final check of our equipment. I was still adorned with a few scattered white flowers as an emergency reserve, but most of the concentrated nectar had already been loaded onto the eight hastily modified small escape pods. Noreljon's magical doll gleamed with a dangerous red light; its shoulder turrets and arm energy blades were preheated, radiating a scorching heat. Mia Reilly appeared the most tense, her small wings trembling incessantly, but her gaze was unusually resolute, fixed intently on the eight "Nectar Bombers" carrying hope.

"Finally confirm the battle plan." My voice was clearly transmitted to everyone through the internal communication channel, including Edseysis, who was far away on the Draenor.

"M-Tini Guquera, you will pilot the Ringbelt. Use the main guns for long-range 'window-opening' attacks to inflict initial damage. Remember, once your energy reserves drop below 30%, immediately withdraw from the battlefield and return to the Dreil to recharge. Once fully charged, return to continue the attack. Your mission is to provide continuous fire support and ensure the Ringbelt's safety."

"Understood!" came M-Tini Guquera's clear and firm voice.

"Noriljohn, you and I will be responsible for close-range control and supporting attacks. Your task is to draw R-Mutko's attention, clear out any small aggregates that may threaten Mia, and ensure that the wound remains open for a certain period of time after M-Tiniguque opens it."

"Hmph, I can't wait any longer! I'm going to tear it to shreds!" Noreljon growled excitedly.

"Mia Leili, you are at the heart of the purification operation. You will pilot eight escape ships, carrying nectar. During the window of opportunity when the wounds are successfully opened and maintained, precisely spray and inject the nectar deep into the wounds. Edseysis will provide remote assistance from the Drei for evasive maneuvers, ensuring the safety of you and the ship to the greatest extent possible."

"I...I will try my best!" Mia Leili took a deep breath.

"Edessis, I'm entrusting rear command and support to you."

"Rest assured, Lady Lysia, I will ensure everything goes smoothly," Edseys's calm voice came through the communication.

I looked around and said in a deep voice, "Remember, R-Mute doesn't have a core in the traditional sense; it's a distributed aggregate of consciousness. Our strategy is to divide and conquer, gradually dismantle it. Like using pliers, bit by bit, starting from the edges, we'll devour this filthy sea of ​​data! Do you all understand?"

"Understood!" everyone responded in unison. Noreljohn's fighting spirit, M-Tini Guquera's determination, Mia Reilly's tension, and Edseysis's composure converged into a single force at this moment.

"Excellent!" I nodded. "Let's get started!"

The belly hatch of the Ring-belt slowly opened, revealing a twisted, writhing data void and R-Mutek's nauseating "body".

Just before stepping out of the hatch, I took one last look at the containers of concentrated nectar shimmering with a warm white light in the storage compartment. I silently prayed, "Hopefully... this 'ammunition' will last until the end of the battle." If victory wasn't achieved after the nectar ran out, the final resort would be myself—to rush directly into the R-Muteko, using the symbiotic flowers on my body as the final source of purification. But that would be tantamount to turning myself into bait, an extremely risky endeavor.

Take one last deep breath, the cold air, carrying the smell of data dust, fills your lungs.

"Well then—" I pulled out the steel bar that could emit lasers, its tip glowing with intense light, "Let's begin!"

As soon as the words left her lips, Noreljon roared and charged forward, the enormous magical puppet like a red meteor crashing into the writhing sea of ​​data! I followed closely behind, my body shimmering with water. Mia Leili also piloted eight small, agile escape boats, swarming out like a bee.

The "purification war" against R-Mute has officially begun! On the sea of ​​data, a blinding light of explosions and energy clashes suddenly shone!