Chapter 538: Wu Yue Helps the Dark Order Fly the Shuttle

Chapter 538: Dark Order Operates Skimmers in the Foggy Moon

As more and more skimmers were annihilated, the battle situation became completely one-sided.

"Boss, why not release Miss Wu Yue?"

"Yeah, boss, the military forces are here to rescue Miss Wu Yue. If we release her, we might at least have a chance to survive."

Yali kicked each speaker. "Are you trying to stir up more trouble by saying such things now?"

"Yali, if it weren’t for you constantly urging the boss to fire, things wouldn’t have gotten this bad!"

"Exactly! If we hadn’t fired, our whereabouts wouldn’t have been exposed!"

Yali retorted, "Dark Order has always operated this way! This was supposed to be an all-out assault plan from the start! If it weren’t for..."

After receiving a menacing look from Felix, Yali fearfully fell silent.

Wu Yue chimed in, "If it weren’t for Felix saving me, your assassination mission would have at least been successful."

With a touched expression, Wu Yue said, "Felix, I’m so grateful you saved me. Anyone who didn’t know better might think you’ve defected to the alliance, offering up the entire Dark Order as proof of allegiance."

The atmosphere within Dark Order instantly turned bizarre, almost comical.

Felix suddenly clutched Wu Yue by the neck, his eyes bloodshot, tightening his grip until he lifted her off the ground. "Savior, let’s see if you’re truly immortal!!"

The members exchanged uncertain and wary looks, each silently scheming for themselves.

Everyone was running the numbers:

If Wu Yue died, the military would wipe them out—certain death.

If Wu Yue lived, they still had a bargaining chip—a chance to survive.

Moreover, if Wu Yue really was the Savior, she might even grant them power.

Yet, these people failed to realize that they were assassins, here to carry out a mission—get paid, kill, and leave.

When they assassinated people under Qing Xuan’s command, did they ever consider these factors? Were they afraid of Qing Xuan’s retaliation?

Of course not. They’d even taunt Qing Xuan, reveling in his fury before striding away triumphantly.

The moment they started weighing the life and death of their target against their own gains and seeking a way out, they had already lost their grip on the situation.

Yali and Jack exchanged a look and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Felix.

Yali helped Wu Yue down. Her face was ashen, and a bruising purple handprint marked her fair neck.

Wu Yue coughed violently twice. Felix snapped back to reality. "You’ve been deceiving me all along! Yali was right—if you truly had divine powers, you would’ve escaped long ago! Everything you’re doing is just buying time, waiting for someone to rescue you!!"

Wu Yue curled her lips into a scornful smile but said nothing.

Felix snapped, "You're playing me!!"

Felix stormed over to Wu Yue, grabbed her hair, forced her to look up, and sneered:

"I'll show you what real manipulation means."

His sinister gaze swept over the others, "Come, let this immortal find out what real men are like."

"...Felix, there's a fox spirit here now, we can't do this kind of thing."

Felix sneered, "There are tons of other ways. What, you don’t know how?"

"...Forget it, Felix, we have more important matters to attend to."

"Yeah... in this situation, with shells overhead and our heads on the chopping block, who the hell can even get it up?"

Felix glared darkly at Wu Yue, "You're something, no wonder the client told us not to go near you.

With just a few words, none of them dare touch you.

But if they won’t, I will. Let’s see if that pretty-boy prince of yours can stand for it after his immortal gets defiled."

Just as Felix was about to approach Wu Yue, a blaring alarm sounded from behind:

"Warning! Warning! The current shuttle’s been spotted!"

"Warning! Warning! Please immediately disable signal jamming and activate the shuttle’s anti-missile program!!"

The shuttle’s location alert repeated endlessly; their craft was now lit up like a sieve.

If the enemy fired, they could be blown to bits in an instant.

Yali urged, "Felix, now’s not the time for this—we need to respond immediately!"

Even Wu Yue tried to reason with him, "Felix, you must think about the mission."

Felix was so furious he felt like exploding. He glared viciously at Wu Yue, wanting to snap her neck right then.

Wu Yue made an offer, "How about this: I’ll help you escape this bombardment. Once we’re out of danger, you let me go, and we’re square."

Felix sneered, "Dodge the missiles? How could you possibly manage that?"

Wu Yue slapped Felix’s hand away, calmly straightened her hair, and walked to the shuttle’s main control panel.

Wu Yue said, "I can use manual shuttle operation mode to help you evade the first wave of targeted bombardment.

The current targeting on you can’t track us due to the distance. As long as we leave the bombardment zone before the strike lands, there’s room to maneuver."

After speaking, Wu Yue curled her lip contemptuously,

"Just like how you bombed me earlier—within the signal-jammed area, even if you launch a nuke, I can exploit split-second timing to escape the blast radius.

But Felix, you are clever. If you hadn’t captured my shuttle, I truly could’ve escaped easily. Then you wouldn’t have even a shred of bargaining power.

If I weren’t here, do you think the military would only use ordinary targeting missiles?

The Secretariat and the Jiang family would’ve nuked you outright, flattening this entire place to the ground."

If Felix had just blasted her to death directly, she might’ve actually given him some credit.

But he wants to have his cake and eat it too—destroying and then capturing. How utterly pathetic, like a pathetic simp.

Since he's nothing but a simp, all it takes is a little praise and a treat after toying with him, and he’ll bite instantly.

Wu Yue directly told the original flyer operator from Dark Order to step aside. She sat in the main pilot’s seat, rolled her neck, nearly snapped by Felix, and placed her hands on the main control console.

Sure enough, Felix stood nearby with a volatile expression but did not stop her.

Wu Yue’s hands moved at lightning speed, so fast they almost left blurs.

She knew every key and its corresponding program by heart. Even if Wu Yue couldn’t participate in physical training, she had never slacked on feeding her mind in her spare time.

Psychology, military strategy, logical deduction, data programming—when all these intertwined with her mental power, they maximized and pushed the computational capacity of the human brain to its absolute peak.

The Dark Order’s flyer shot through the air like a bolt of lightning, moving in uncanny, unpredictable patterns. Wu Yue relied entirely on the raw visual feed displayed on the large screen, maneuvering the massive flyer to dodge the incoming artillery fire.

Such extreme flight angles couldn’t even be achieved by automated AI programs.

Human thought processes are truly inexplicable—Wu Yue could redline the thrusters, accelerating the flyer to near light speed, then instantly cut all power and send it into freefall.

Even the Dark Order assassins inside the flyer—who possessed extraordinary physical conditioning, extreme combat skills, and high endurance—felt intensely uncomfortable. Their guts threatened to bail from the g-forces under the varying forces of gravity and centrifugal motion.

Yet Wu Yue’s expression remained focused and calm throughout. She stared intently at the large screen, completely in a world of her own.

It was as if she were sitting in a flight simulator—this scene had played out countless times before her eyes. Every maneuver and evasion had long become part of her muscle memory.

Felix stood right beside Wu Yue, his gaze wildly shifting as he watched her calm and rational demeanor. A fierce gleam ignited in his eyes.