Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

Chapter 621 Unexpected Infiltration 3

621  Chapter 621 Unexpected Infiltration 3

Cellaeth finished her sentence, a sly grin on her face. "We might just distract them long enough to get to the queen."

The two warriors exchanged a quick glance, understanding each other's thoughts without words. They dashed towards the nearest power conduit, their movements graceful and swift. With a synchronized motion, they struck the conduit simultaneously, releasing a surge of energy that arced through the surrounding area.

The energy crackled and danced, forming a dazzling display of light and power. The aliens, momentarily mesmerized by the spectacle, turned their attention away from Cleome and Cellaeth, focusing on the newfound source of energy.

With the distraction in place, Cleome and Cellaeth continued their advance towards the Xenomorph queen. The air grew heavy with tension as they approached the colossal alien, its multifaceted eyes fixated on them.

"You think you can defeat me, little creatures?" the queen hissed, her voice was of a little girl, but it contain a chilling melody of arrogance and malevolence. Her voice was probably obtained after consuming a young girl. Xenomorphs were able to obtain the abilities of the humans they consumed.

Cleome raised her chin, her determination burning bright. "We're about to find out."

With a battle cry, Cleome unleashed a barrage of lightning bolts, each one striking true against the queen's chitinous exoskeleton. Cellaeth darted in, her spear slashing with precision, aiming for the joints and vulnerable spots in the queen's armor.

The queen roared in fury, her tail lashing out in a deadly arc. Cleome barely managed to evade the attack, her lightning-quick reflexes saving her from certain impalement. Cellaeth, too, danced away from the lethal strike, her Elven agility on full display.

As the battle raged on, Salamander and his guards continued their assault on the alien horde, providing the much-needed diversion for Cleome and Cellaeth. Aldred, his fiery manifestations wreaking havoc, joined the fray once more, his ember chains snaking through the aliens, reducing them to ashes.

Meanwhile, Shinari, with her unparalleled stealth and speed, infiltrated the ranks of aliens, striking from the shadows with deadly precision. Elralya continued manipulating the energy vibrations, disorienting the aliens and causing them to attack each other in their confusion.

The combined efforts of the team created a symphony of destruction, a dance of elements and blades that pushed back the Xenomorph horde.

With a final surge of strength, Cleome summoned the power of a thousand lightning bolts, channeling it into a single, concentrated blast. The lightning struck the queen directly in her chest, eliciting a spine-chilling scream of agony.

In that moment of vulnerability, Cellaeth lunged forward, her blades finding the smallest crack in the queen's armor. With a swift, calculated strike, she pierced the queen's heart.

The queen convulsed, her entire body shuddering in a violent death throes. The aliens around her, sensing the demise of their leader, faltered in their advance.

"We did it," Cleome gasped, her chest heaving with exhaustion but also with triumph. "We defeated the queen."

A wave of relief washed over the group, their tense muscles relaxing as they realized the immediate threat was over.

However, they suddenly saw the remaining aliens entered the queen's mouth in droves.

That was when the queen opened its eyes again and let out ear-ringing shriek.

The queen wasn't dead yet!

It fiercely glared at Cleome and attacked her with its sharp tail.

Cleome was out of stamina so she could not react in time and the tail struck her.

The sharp tail took a huge part of her abdomen. In that moment, time seem to slow down. Cleome coughed out blood from her mouth, but she did not sense any pain.

She saw Aldred and Salamander roaring and rushing towards her from the distance. Shinari appeared near the tail and cut it off before it could do further damage to her.

As her body was about to fall to the floor, Aldred caught her.

Aldred's expression contorted with a mixture of horror and concern as he caught his friend, her weight heavy in his arms. His eyes widened, pupils dilating in shock, as he took in the gruesome sight before him. His breath caught in his throat, hitching with the sheer intensity of his worry.

His brows furrowed deeply, forming deep creases on his forehead, mirroring the depth of his concern. His lips, usually firm with determination, now quivered slightly, betraying the fear that surged through him. Every fiber of his being was on high alert, heart pounding in his chest as he tried to process the horrifying scene.

His lips were moving as if whispering, but Cleome could not hear what he said.

Salamander came next, but her sight was filled with darkness right after.

"Don't die on me! Don't die on me! Don't die on me! Don't die on me!" Aldred constantly whispered. "Salamander, do something!"

Salamander quickly activated his tool kit and tried to stop the bleeding. "I don't have the right tools to protect her organs properly, but this should keep her alive."

Suddenly, Aldred heard another roar.

That was when he recall that they hadn't finish the job.

His jaw clenched, muscles tightening, as a wave of hot fury surged through him. His brows, once furrowed in worry, now knitted together in a menacing scowl, darkening his entire countenance.

Aldred's breathing, earlier rapid from shock, steadied into a controlled, deliberate rhythm. Each inhale was filled with the heat of his anger, and each exhale seemed to carry with it a silent vow of retribution.

He turned around and stared at the alien queen.

Sensing his rage and challenging pose, the other aliens moved to the side and let the both of them to stand face to face.

Suddenly, a demonic-looking steel began to form in his hand, elongating as long as two meter tall with intricate carvings that glowed with red hue.

The blade was extremely sharp with serrated edges.

[Phantom Doomblade (Legendary) (Full Potential Locked)]

Aldred pointed the blade at the queen. "Contained in this blade are the millions of souls I've killed. Today, your soul will be one of them."