Chapter 611

The Hell-Angel Descends!

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Expend 3.7 million System points and 200 task points to redeem the commodity 'T4 Hell-Angel-class Heavy Interstellar Missile Ship'?

Confirm!

Congratulations — the 'T4 Hell-Angel-class Heavy Interstellar Missile Ship' technical blueprint acquired
Before — System points: 3,900,000
Before — task points: 850
Spent — System points: 3,700,000
Spent — task points: 200
After — System points: 200,000
After — task points: 650
Detected: your T4-series hull-type collection has reached 90%. The T5-series mall may now be opened

Zhao Chen had still been sunk in the delight of having come by a T4 interstellar missile ship, and this prompt, arriving out of nowhere, doubled that delight outright.

The T5-series mall!

All this while, Zhao Chen's System mall had been open only as far as the T4 grade, and to this day no option bearing on an upgrade to the T5 grade had ever appeared.

Zhao Chen had thought the ceiling of what the System mall turned out might simply be the T4-series interstellar warships.

He had never imagined that the permission to unlock it lay in getting hold of T4 hull types enough.

Zhao Chen looked into the T5-series mall on the instant.

T5-series mall — condition of opening
Please complete the designated task, and the System mall may be opened.
Accept the designated task?

A designated task?

Zhao Chen saw an option to accept the task, and without hesitating chose to take it.

Congratulations, the designated task is accepted.
Next, please make your task selections per the task prompts; once a selection is completed you will be granted the corresponding degree of task completion. When the degree of completion reaches 100%, the T5 System mall may be unlocked

Zhao Chen knit his brows slightly. This task was rather a peculiar one.

Please make a choice, and carry that choice out. Upon completing the current choice, the task will present new task options.
Choice one: go to the Holy Radiance Empire and carry off the Saintess. 30% completion obtainable.
Choice two: go to the Warhammer Interstellar Commonwealth and carry off the daughter of the Dragon-folk chieftain. 30% completion obtainable.
……

Seeing the first two options, Zhao Chen could only think how thoroughly improper this task was.

Making off with respectable women?

The one was the Holy Radiance Empire's Saintess — one look at a title like Saintess and you knew it was no simple matter; how was Zhao Chen to carry her off at his convenience!

The other was the daughter of the Dragon-folk chieftain. If he remembered rightly, the Dragon-folk chieftain was the present sovereign of the Warhammer Interstellar Commonwealth, and a daughter of his was as good as a princess, an imperial daughter.

That was going out to poke a hornets' nest.

Zhao Chen looked at option three.

Choice three: go to the Stellar Alliance and carry off the betrothed of the Qian family's young house-head. 20% completion obtainable

These three options — Zhao Chen would never believe they weren't all of one task series.

The brushwork was identical throughout.

But happily, option three seemed the least difficult of them, though the completion it granted was the lowest as well, a bare 20%.

Zhao Chen, though, was a very careful sort of man, and the first two options amounted to a head-on shooting match with the Holy Radiance Empire and the Warhammer Interstellar Commonwealth.

Strong as the Owl Dragon Legion was at present, one could not be so reckless as that.

So…

There was no choice but to beg the pardon of this young house-head of the Qian family, whose face he had never seen. At the worst of it, once he'd carried off the man's betrothed, he'd have her washed up and sent back.

No offense meant. No offense meant.

"Chu Xuan — you're still here." Zhao Chen opened his eyes and looked at Chu Xuan, who was still at her work beside him, and instructed her, "Look into something for me: whether there's a Qian family over in the Stellar Alliance."

"The Stellar Alliance's Qian family? How is it you've taken a sudden interest in this Qian family — that's an interstellar power with an exceedingly bad name." By the look of Chu Xuan, she knew of this Qian family.

"You know of this Qian family? Are they well known in the Stellar Alliance?" Zhao Chen was somewhat taken by surprise.

"I've heard my grandfather speak of them. Wait a moment — I should be able to turn up some material on my end." Chu Xuan set about pulling the data.

While he waited, Zhao Chen went to have a look at that interstellar missile ship of his.

Hell-Angel-class Heavy Interstellar Missile Ship
Hull type: interstellar missile ship
Tech tier: T4
Hull armor strength: 3,000–3,300 units
Star-shield energy value: 200,000 units
Cruising speed: 200 star-knots
Warp engine: tier-8 warp engine
Length: 3.9 kilometers
Mass: 4.9 million tons
Crew posts: 2,000
Ship weapons:
300,000 Hell-Angel Type-I regular interstellar missiles
50,000 Hell-Angel Type-II medium-range heavy interstellar missiles
20,000 Hell-Angel Type-III ultra-long-range medium interstellar missiles
5,000 Hell-Angel Type-IV medium-to-long-range cluster submunition missiles
1,000 Hell-Angel Type-V medium-range dark-matter high-explosive interstellar missiles
100 Hell-Angel Type-VI medium-range black-hole-mimicking interstellar missiles

Say nothing of anything else — that munition load, terrifying to the very limit, would beyond all question have every soul who laid eyes on this missile ship marvelling at it as a powder keg out walking.

This one interstellar missile ship alone, leaving range and every other factor aside, could destroy outright every habitable planet in any star system whatever!

A load of near 360,000 interstellar missiles — better than 10 times that of the earlier T3 Judicator-class Heavy Interstellar Missile Ship!

The more so as these were every one of them T4-grade interstellar missiles, more terrifying still in their power.

And two of the missile technologies among them reached even to a quasi-T5 grade.

Take those thousand Hell-Angel Type-V medium-range dark-matter high-explosive interstellar missiles — a missile built upon dark-matter technology.

As for what it did, the name tells it: a high-explosive interstellar missile.

A missile of enormous power, and the widest reach of blast of any.

Indeed, rather than call it an interstellar missile, say it is an interstellar bomb!

For all the world like the nuclear bombs of the age before the interstellar era, back when men were still bound to their planets!

And this piece of black-tech missilery was not the most terrifying thing about this missile ship.

The most terrifying belonged to the other hundred.

These hundred missiles enjoyed a storage unit of their own within the ship, and wanted a team of crew assigned to tend them the year round.

One might say they were kept in the style of a young lord.

And their effect was just as their name gave it.

"Hell-Angel Type-VI Medium-Range Black-Hole-Mimicking Interstellar Missile."

This was a missile that mimicked the principle of a black hole. As the name gives it, within the missile a mechanism was readied in advance that could make a small black hole — code-named the Little Black Egg.

Once the missile was away, it would make a small black hole in the target area it was sent against.

Imagine what would come of the enemy interstellar warships about that small black hole.

There was a drawback in it too: this small black hole made no distinction in what it struck, so if there were friendly ships within the strike area, or friendly ships that came within the small black hole's reach, the result may be imagined.

Happily, this small black hole was only a temporary thing; after holding for a stretch, it would vanish and let the space of that area come back to normal.

And when Zhao Chen redeemed this missile ship's technical blueprint, there appeared as well a line of words he had never seen before.

Such a thing had never once appeared on any other interstellar warship's technical blueprint.

It was as though…

it belonged to this T4 Hell-Angel-class Heavy Interstellar Missile Ship as a motto!

—— Where the angel's wingbeat reaches, the starry sky is made a purgatory, and stillness itself is annihilation!