Warfare Augmented Intelligent Frame Unit

Chapter 135 - Stupid Rivalry

Chapter 135 - Stupid Rivalry

So anyways, we started blasting.

The moment I activated the WEEB System, a surge of energy coursed through my body. My left arm lit up with glowing blue circuit lines, pulsing like living veins of lightning. Without hesitation, I thrust my arm forward—first toward Myrrh, then toward Michelle.

"Rail Cannon, Equip!"

With a mechanical hum and a burst of digital particles, twin cybernetic circles shimmered into existence in front of their Frame Units. From within those glowing glyphs, Myrrh and Michelle each drew a massive Rail Cannon—identical in design, their movements perfectly mirrored. The synchronicity of their motions made them look like sisters forged for battle.

"Fire!" Michelle commanded, her voice sharp and commanding.

An instant later, the sky lit up in a symphony of destruction. Rail bullets screamed into the heavens, a furious storm of metallic light. The rapid-fire blasts painted brilliant streaks across the skyline, like an otherworldly fireworks display—only deadlier.

The Archonlight Barrier, designed to repel Cosmic Beasts from breaching Xyraxis Metropolis, didn't hinder Frame Unit artillery. Their projectiles soared unimpeded through the barrier, disappearing into the upper atmosphere in streaks of fire and plasma.

Then—detonations. Countless Cosmic Beasts erupted above like dying stars. From the ground, it appeared as distant flashes, like a cosmic war unfolding behind a velvet curtain. But through my WEEB System's camera feed, I saw everything from the bullets' point of view. The magnetic rounds sliced through the void with deadly precision.

Myrrh's shot struck a cockroach-type Cosmic Beast dead center, reducing it to a cloud of fragmented exoskeleton and glowing green blood. Michelle's target—a monstrous stag beetle-type—took a direct hit that punched a smoldering crater clean through its armored shell.

"Fire!" Michelle signaled once more, her voice crisp over the comms.

A second wave of rail bullets screamed into the sky, carving glowing blue trails through the clouds. Each shot was a precise, magnetic lance of death. With every volley, hundreds of Cosmic Beasts burst apart in midair, reduced to charred fragments and streaks of ichor that rained down like cursed snow.

"Keep shooting them! Reload at your own pace—don't follow my rhythm if you can't!" Michelle barked through the comms, commanding both clarity and confidence.

"Yes, Ma'am!" came the resounding reply from the Support Units and WAIFUs, their voices full of adrenaline and focus.

For the next five relentless minutes, a storm of steel and plasma dominated the sky. Barrage after barrage of rail bullets lit the upper atmosphere like a thunderous meteor shower. Thousands of Cosmic Beasts were annihilated—reduced to little more than starbursts of gore and vapor.

Despite the Rail Cannons being quieter than traditional artillery, the constant, sharp thrumming of magnetic discharge was grating. My ears began to ring. Each round fired was like a hammer tapping against my eardrums, rhythmic and painful.

By the ten-minute mark, just as the rhythm of battle had settled into something almost mechanical, Myrrh and Michelle pulled off a perfect simultaneous shot. Their bullets collided at the exact same moment, slamming into a grotesque eagle-type Cosmic Beast with a squid-like face and elongated, twitching tendrils. The synchronized strike vaporized the abomination instantly—nothing remained but glowing embers drifting like ash.

"Hey! That was my target!" Myrrh protested over the comms, her voice sharp with mock outrage.

"I'm your Commanding Officer. That was mine," Michelle replied in a deadpan monotone, not even sparing the moment a flicker of emotion.