Beast Hack: Customizing Beasts and Capturing Beauties-Chapter 424: Surround Her!

Theron Aurelius hovered in the air, his armor glowing with rage.

He stared down at the lone figure standing atop a shattered bridge: Liora Luxoria.

Below them, dozens of Aurelius soldiers marched forward.

Each one already fused with mid-tier Sovereign beasts.

Gorevile, Gravernox, and Moltrax.

Though not as powerful as the originals, they were still dangerous.

Each soldier had claws, drills, thickened bone plating, or molten armor infused into their bodies.

Glowing horns. Mutated limbs. Aura that screamed controlled violence.

A miniature battalion of monsters.

Theron raised one gauntleted hand, voice sharp and precise.

"Strike formation. Fan out. Target Liora Luxoria. Do not hold back."

He lowered his hand.

"Break her."

The army roared in unison.

Then charged.

Liora didn't move.

She simply let out a breath.

Her silver gauntlets expanded. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Twin light cannons formed across her arms.

Glowing silver flames rose from the ground around her.

She spoke calmly to herself.

"Fifty-two. Mid-tier fusions. Spread formation. Equal pressure from both flanks."

Her eyes narrowed.

"Not enough."

The first wave reached her.

Four soldiers with Gravernox traits.

Thick armored bodies, tusk-plated fists, and heavy charge auras.

They rushed together like a stampede.

"Stonecrush Blitz!" one shouted.

They leapt as a unit, trying to slam her under their combined weight.

Liora disappeared.

A blink.

Then—

Boom.

She reappeared above them, both arm cannons aimed downward.

"Leon Style One: Twin Lance Collapse."

Two beams of burning silver light fired straight down.

The ground shattered.

The four Gravernox-fused soldiers were launched backward.

They were unconscious before they landed.

Liora landed lightly, smoke rising around her.

"Next."

Ten more surrounded her.

This time all Gorevile-based.

Their arms elongated with retractable blades, their eyes glowing with red aggression.

They circled fast, slashing from all sides.

One came in screaming.

"Flesh Hook Spiral!" His elbow blades spun like drills.

Liora ducked under his strike, grabbed his wrist, and twisted hard, breaking it.

Then, with one fluid step, she spun and kicked two others in the head.

Another tried to grab her from behind.

She didn't even look.

"Leon—Counter Pulse."

A shockwave erupted from her suit, launching everyone within five meters into the air.

She stepped forward, unfazed.

In the air, Theron watched with a growing frown.

"Twelve down in under thirty seconds," he muttered.

"She hasn't taken a single hit."

He opened a private line.

"All Moltrax units—fire simultaneously. Don't let her breathe."

On the ground, Moltrax-fused troopers stomped forward.

Steam rose from their armor, backs lined with mini-vents and magma triggers.

They raised their arms in sync.

"Vent Blast—Arc Formation!"

Streams of molten fire shot toward Liora from eight directions, the heat enough to melt solid stone.

Liora crouched.

"Leon—Flashstep Guard Form."

Her body blurred—leaping between molten arcs with impossible speed.

Then she rose high into the air.

The soldiers looked up.

She aimed both cannons down again.

"Leon Style Two—Radiant Burn Line."

A massive silver beam carved across the field, igniting every vent-fused enemy in a single sweeping arc.

More fell.

Smoke rose.

Theron clenched his jaw.

He activated his personal combat channel.

"All remaining units—group tactics. Use Beastlock Strategy Gamma."

The field shimmered as the remaining soldiers formed a shifting triangle.

They were rotating sides as they advanced.

One Moltrax unit provided cover fire.

Two Gorevile types flanked with speed.

Three Gravernox tanks blocked the front.

Theron hovered above, voice cold.

"Now push her."

Liora didn't blink.

She raised her arms.

Metal shifted, locking into a new position. Her palms split open.

Cannon ports expanded, glowing with internal flame.

She muttered one word: "Engaged."

With that, Leon's silver glow exploded behind her.

Leon War Sync – Cannon Form: Activated.

Her arms now formed twin divine-grade plasma cannons.

The advancing triangle didn't stop.

"Take her!" one soldier shouted.

The Gravernox trio charged.

Liora didn't move.

Then—

BOOM.

Her right cannon fired.

A single streak of silver-white light burst forward and pierced straight through the first Gravernox tank.

It collapsed before it hit the ground, armor cracked open like glass.

The other two kept moving, flanking around, trying to box her in.

She sidestepped.

Her left cannon spun and fired, striking both tanks at the knees.

Explosions rippled from under their bodies.

Both were down within seconds.

The Gorevile units came next—fast, twitching with mutated speed.

"Echo Dive!" one shouted as they blinked forward, claws slashing from opposite sides.

Liora leapt up in one graceful spin. "Leon Step."

A shockwave burst from her boots, throwing both Gorevile units into the air.

She flipped, twisted midair, and fired again.

Double blast.

Two bodies fell—burned, silent, defeated.

The Moltrax shooters screamed from the back.

"Open vents! Overheat her!"

They fired streams of flame from shoulder-mounted lava pods.

Liora landed and raised both arms.

"Radiant Cross Defense."

A shining X-shaped barrier formed in front of her.

The flames hit but couldn't pass through.

She stepped forward behind it. Slow. Inevitable.

Each blast glanced off the barrier.

Each step took her closer.

"Leon Style Three," she whispered, "Heat Reversal."

Her barrier absorbed the next attack and fired it back.

A column of redirected flame surged straight into the shooters.

Three fell in one hit. Screaming.

The last one tried to run.

Liora didn't chase.

She simply raised her right hand and fired once.

The last soldier dropped without a sound.

Smoke. Silence.

Only wind now.

Liora stood alone in the center of the cracked battlefield.

Every enemy was down.

Theron Aurelius was the only one left.

He slowly floated lower, expression unreadable.

His voice was low.

"…You destroyed all of them."

Liora looked up, silver eyes sharp.

"They weren't enough."

Theron's aura flared, his red armor glowing with raw, compressed Ether.

"You think this proves something?"

"I didn't come here to talk," she replied.

"I came to stop you."

Theron smirked. "You think this ends here?"

He landed on the ground with a thunderous thud.

"No, Luxoria dog."

He cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders.

"Now it's just you and me."

"I'll show you what the true power of Aurelius really looks like."