The dense bushes looked especially menacing under the cloak of night. The trees grew chaotically, with thick branches, abundant foliage, and intertwined roots.

  Normally, even wild animals would have a hard time moving easily through such a purely wild environment.

  However, at that moment, a fierce chase was underway among the trees, and the combatants moved as if nothing could stop them.

  Nisha's speed was extremely high, so much so that even Alice hadn’t expected it. When he fully unleashed his kinetic energy, the girl enveloped in his ghostly form felt as if she were riding an indestructible hovercar, charging forward without any obstacles.

  Rocks and trees seemed like fragile bubbles bursting at his passage.

  Despite Nisha’s impressive speed, the elite soldiers in combat armor were also running at a considerable pace.

  Although they were far behind, with no chance of directly catching the small phantom dashing ahead like a missile, unlike Alice, who had jumped from the train without preparation, these experienced soldiers had studied the terrain in advance.

  Thus, even with inferior speed, every time Alice tried to shake off her pursuers, soldiers would emerge from the forest flanks, firing at her.

  This time, the soldiers weren’t just using electromagnetic rifles. The darkness of the night lit up with intense flashes, no fewer than a dozen “plasma rockets” were fired at Alice, looking like deadly fireworks!

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  These tracking-system rockets flew at impressive speed and, upon exploding, released lethal substances far beyond simple metal shrapnel.

  They were weapons of war designed to destroy spaceship armor, using plasma as ammunition. When the plasma, with temperatures exceeding three thousand degrees Celsius and an intense blue glow, was released, the surrounding rocks simply melted almost instantly.

  And the most important part… since Nisha made no effort to dodge, all the missiles struck him directly!

  In the blink of an eye, a blinding electric explosion formed a shimmering cocoon around Alice and the little phantom. The heat generated by the plasma was so extreme that it turned part of the forest floor into boiling lava within seconds.

  You could say… it was the closest thing to “bathing in lava.”

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  Despite that, Nisha didn’t seem to care about the damage at all. However, Alice, tense and focused, was able to detect a slight sign of “strain” in the phantom’s consciousness.

  Yes, taking more than ten plasma rockets at once was a burden even for Nisha! Although this kind of sustained attack wasn’t as lethal as a direct impact from a supersonic train, the extreme heat of the plasma could no longer be ignored like a simple electromagnetic projectile.

  As they emerged from the pool of molten plasma, even Alice noticed that Nisha’s speed had dropped significantly.

  The viscosity of the plasma provided great resistance, and the absurd amount of thermal energy, capable of evaporating steel, demanded too much of his focus.

  To prevent any heat from penetrating the barrier protecting the girl, Nisha had to instinctively reduce his output and focus on suppressing the energy, which naturally resulted in a loss of speed.

  Now, the question arises… how dangerous can this seemingly simple “loss of speed” be in real combat?

  Even if Nisha didn’t know how to form strategies or tactics, Alice, used to attack-and-defense games, knew very well how dangerous it was to be slowed down by an enemy.

  If the opponent employed such methods, it meant something even more powerful was about to be unleashed.

  And then, thinking of the trump card of the Astralis Kingdom’s elite forces...

  “Damn it… my father was right. The Astralis Kingdom has clearly developed extremely effective combat tactics… Nisha, dodge now! We need to accelerate!”

  With some of the plasma slowly falling after being neutralized, Alice looked up at the night sky, and couldn’t help but cry out in shock.

  Because in the star-studded night sky, three enormous “antigravity warships” had already charged their main cannons with three pale, threatening white energy spheres.

  Against the surrounding darkness, these ten-meter-wide spheres looked like small suns, glowing intensely, and their target was clear.

  Alice and Nisha, who had just escaped the plasma pit!

  “We need to dodge… or we’re screwed!”

  Whether by logic, instinct, or sheer intuition, Alice didn’t hesitate. Even though the little phantom was confident he could withstand any attack, the girl immediately issued an evasive command.

  Even though Nisha had already withstood countless damage, after the train impact and the rocket bombardment, Alice was sure: the phantom’s energy absorption capacity depended on efficiency.

  In other words, as long as the damage per unit of time didn’t exceed a certain limit, the “Anti-Entropy Idealistic Lifeform” could absorb it all indefinitely, with the only consequence being loss of speed.

  But, if the damage exceeded that limit in a single instant…

  Like in the case of the supersonic train…

  Even the invincible phantom would be injured.

  And now, the problem: did the main cannons of those three ships pose an even greater threat than the train?

  That was a hypothesis Alice did not want to test.

  All she wanted was to escape the three “mini suns” that had already locked onto her.

  But then…

  “I don’t believe there’s anything in this world I can’t endure!”

  Unlike the girl’s logic and caution, the little phantom, still na?ve and stubborn, felt he was being underestimated.

  So, ignoring Alice’s emergency order, and already in a foul mood from the prolonged escape, Nisha made a bold decision.

  She disobeyed her little mistress and, seized by fury, launched herself into the sky, determined to tear the three enemy ships apart with her own hands!

  Perhaps… this really is what they call “Ignorance is bliss”…