Cultivator vs. Galaxy: Rebirth in a World of Mechas-Chapter 45: Ch- Asura Shield

He let the image rotate slowly as he spoke, displaying its reinforced hull and advanced energy cores.

"The ship is 680 meters long, 220 meters wide, and stands 180 meters tall. It carries a core crew of 120 to 160 personnel, though it has the capacity to support up to 200 if the mission requires extended deployment or specialized task teams."

He pointed toward the power core highlighted in the center of the ship.

"At the heart of this destroyer lies a scaled-up modular antimatter reactor, functioning on the same principle as the Panther-Class. It doesn’t merely generate power—it converts raw antimatter energy into pure mana, or red particle energy in your terms. This system ensures stable, high-output energy generation capable of supporting prolonged engagements without faltering."

He then shifted the focus to the propulsion systems.

"To support its battlefield dominance, the Armageddon is equipped with six Tier-7 red-energy lightspeed engines, allowing it to traverse vast distances rapidly. For battlefield agility and tactical repositioning, it also boasts four sub-light thruster arrays, granting it precise movement even in close-combat scenarios or asteroid fields."

William turned back toward John and Natasha, his tone calm but clear.

"This destroyer is not just another warship—it is a multi-role strategic platform, designed to adapt and endure. And like the Panther-Class, it thrives because of the energy system it’s built upon. Red energy isn’t just fuel—it’s the beating heart of Tier-7 supremacy."

William gestured, and the holographic image of the Armageddon-Class Destroyer shifted again—this time highlighting its primary armament.

"And with such a powerful energy source driving this beast," William began calmly, "it only makes sense that its main weapons system is equally formidable."

He pointed at eight massive cannons mounted across the ship’s forward and mid-sections.

"The primary weapons are eight mid-grade, triple-barrel Antimatter Oblivion Cannons, each designed for long to mid-range combat. These aren’t just destructive—they’re decisive. Integrated with an advanced targeting matrix, these cannons can defend against low-tier energy strikes while functioning as overwhelming offensive weapons. And true to their name, Oblivion, they don’t just strike—they annihilate."

He glanced toward Grand Admiral John and Natasha, who were watching intently, eyes narrowed.

"With a single coordinated volley," William continued, "these weapons can penetrate clustered Tier-6 shield systems without losing significant power. Once through, they bore into the target’s core and detonate at the atomic level, destabilizing structure and systems with terrifying efficiency."

He waved his hand, and another weapons system highlighted across the ship’s hull.

"As for secondary weaponry—the Armageddon comes equipped with twelve single-barrel Turbo-Laser Cannons, light-category, but don’t let the classification fool you.

These aren’t conventional—they’re hypercharge, fast-firing, and deliver consistent high-energy outputs. Mounted strategically around the ship, they’re ideal for mid-to-close range defense, and can even lay down suppressive fire against multiple enemies."

The ship rotated again, revealing several launch bays along its sides.

"In addition, the destroyer houses twenty universal torpedo tubes, capable of launching every missile or torpedo variant in your arsenal—including antimatter payloads, magi-tech variants, or even electromagnetic cluster warheads."

Then came the full view of the ship’s underside, where dozens of compact weapon emplacements shimmered.

"For 360-degree close-range defense, it’s equipped with twenty-eight rapid-fire plasma turrets. They’re automated, fast, and accurate—designed to swat down fighters, drones, and even incoming projectiles before they breach the hull."

William turned to the admirals now, his tone deepening slightly.

"Now, for defensive integrity," William began, his tone calm but commanding, "the Armageddon uses the same quad-tier Aura Shield System found in the Panther-Class. However, this version has been reinforced, offering approximately 20% more resistance against heavy bombardment."

As he spoke, William stepped forward, snapping his fingers.

Immediately, the 3D hologram shifted. The senior officers watched intently as the scene changed—now displaying the Armageddon-Class Destroyer floating majestically in the void of deep space. Its quad-tier Aura Shield System activated, engulfing the entire vessel in four distinct layers of shimmering blue energy, each one pulsing with raw, condensed power.

Then, without warning, four capital-grade ships materialized in the projection, surrounding the Armageddon.

Grand Admiral John’s eyes widened. His heart skipped a beat.

Each of those four ships bore an unmistakable design—they were exact replicas of his own ship, the Oblivion-Class Dreadnought.

Before he could voice his shock, the four dreadnoughts opened fire.

Thousands of primary and secondary weapon systems unleashed a barrage of destruction—antimatter warheads, hypervelocity shells, plasma lances—all hurtling toward the Armageddon like a tidal wave of annihilation.

Despite the onslaught, the Armageddon remained motionless, its weapons offline, its defenses relying solely on the integrity of its shield system.

The first few volleys struck the outermost barrier. At first, it held firm—no ripples, no distortion. But as the barrage intensified, the shields began to shimmer and pulse with growing strain. Energy ripples danced across the surface like waves on disturbed water. freēnovelkiss.com

Two minutes passed.The bombardment did not let up.Three minutes.Still, the shield held.Four minutes.Not a single layer had collapsed.Five full minutes of relentless fire.Finally, with a deep, resonating hum, the outermost shield layer cracked—and shattered into glimmering fragments of energy.

But three layers remained.

The room fell into stunned silence.

The 3D projection changed once again, now returning to a simple diagram of the Armageddon-Class Destroyer, listing its key specs and features.

William, unfazed by the disbelief etched across the faces of Grand Admiral John and Admiral Nash of the White Tiger Fleet, continued his presentation with the same calm intensity, as if revealing nothing more than the next page of an instruction manual.

"And because the ship is larger and more complex, it also comes equipped with a fully integrated self-repair module, supported by autonomous repair drones. These drones can function during combat—provided the ship is not under concentrated fire.

Minor damages can be patched within five minutes, moderate breaches or system failures within 10 to 20 minutes, and even major structural damage—if the core remains intact—can be addressed in under two hours."

William stepped back slightly, letting the magnitude of the ship’s design settle in.

"This system is especially valuable in prolonged engagements. With a support ship like the Star Forger, repair capacity can be significantly enhanced, greatly increasing operational survivability, reducing strategic losses, and ensuring that both equipment and lives are preserved."

He let the hologram fade out, and with a composed nod, concluded:

"And with that, I’ve completed the presentation of both ships. I’ve laid bare their capabilities, their strengths, and the potential impact they can have—not just as military assets, but as true game-changers for your Federation’s future.

Whether you accept this gift is your choice. But make no mistake... these vessels were not designed to merely impress. They were designed to shift the balance of power."

Hearing all this, the previously stunned Grand Admiral John and Admiral Natasha finally snapped out of their daze. Their eyes locked on the holoprojection one last time before they looked at William with clear urgency.

"Mr. William," John asked, his voice unsteady yet laced with seriousness, "this repair bot module you’re referring to... are you saying it truly works that effectively in mid-battle conditions? You’re not exaggerating?"

Natasha leaned forward, her curiosity mirroring John’s intensity. "This kind of self-repair ability... it sounds almost too advanced. Are these claims truly... real?"

William smiled gently, as though expecting this exact response.

"I understand your skepticism," he said calmly. "But no—I am not exaggerating. Everything I’ve stated is the truth. If you wish, I can arrange a demonstration in a simulated combat environment to show you exactly how the repair system functions—just as I offered with the Asura Shield."

John’s eyes widened in alarm. He instinctively shook his head and raised both hands slightly, as though warding off the idea.

"N-No, no need, Mr. William!" he said hurriedly, almost in a panic. "Your word... your word is more than enough for now."

His voice cracked slightly, betraying his inner turmoil. It wasn’t just disbelief—it was self-preservation.

He feared that another live demonstration might once again shatter his carefully constructed understanding of the world view that he had, just as the Asura Shield had done earlier. He wasn’t sure how much more his worldview could handle.

William simply nodded, a subtle knowing glint in his eye. He understood perfectly what John was thinking—but said nothing.

Meanwhile, John turned to Natasha, oblivious to William’s quiet insight. A flicker of something passed between them—a shared realization, unspoken but unmistakable. Their eyes locked, and a silent agreement formed in that instant.

This is real.

This is something the Federation needs.

Their fear still lingered. William’s intentions were unclear—perhaps even dangerous. But these ships... these weren’t just gifts. They were opportunities. Hidden within those blueprints and hulls were tools that could tip the balance of power, fortify the Federation, and safeguard its people.

So what if William had a hidden agenda? If he did, they would uncover it. And if he didn’t... then all the better.

But either way—

They could not afford to let this opportunity slip through their fingers because of fear.

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