Reincarnated and Regressed Villain - Make heroines beg for forgiveness

The powerful sound waves even unsettled three colossal creatures lurking beneath the ocean\'s surface, their movements growing restless under the oppressive vibrations from above.

However, amidst this show of technological might, inside the fleet at the front, tearing through the ocean while creating a buzz of announcements and alerts reverberating inside the main control room.

Alert: Superior-class vessels detected.

Five battleships of unknown origin have entered range, 990 miles distant.

Energy signatures exceed current fleet power ratings by 37%.

Classification: Dominant.

Threat level: Critical.

Immediate tactical reassessment required.

"Sergeant, this seems to be coming from the direction of the Jade Dominion," the radar operator informed his superior, a mix of machinery and humanoid shape with arms and most of the body clearly made of technical parts.

"Hm, are they static or moving?"

Standing just behind while gazing at several screens was a bulky figure appearing to have a head of a tiger with the body of a muscular human.

Added with stitches and mechanical parts, it appeared to be a combination of machinery, beast skin, and human.

Given the intimidation exuding from its body, the figure appeared to be the chief of the army currently present inside this battleship.

Hearing the response from the handler, he inquired whether those battleships detected by the radar were static or moving, as it could mean that they were either heading towards enemies or simply present there.

"Sir, they seem static," the handler reported once again.

His eyes narrowed as he entered some commands, noticing that they weren\'t showing any movement.

However, it was clear that those battleships were on standby, indicating that if anything entered their radar direction, they would not hesitate to fire.

This prompted him to look back at the chief.

"Hm, is that dark elf really in the Jade Dominion?" the chief inquired, jaws clenched, revealing its canine teeth in the beastly figure of a tiger.

With its red, circular eye appearing to analyze the situation, it provided enough intelligence to understand that this situation was critical and that advancing could potentially lead to war.

Even though they had complete faith in their own ship, it was inevitable that a battle against one battleship versus five would inevitably lead to their own losses.

"According to our information, yes, it\'s true," the handler informed, nodding about the Dark Elf, who was the last survivor of the village they had attacked in the hope of capturing that race of people for experimentation as ordered by their higher-ups.

To be exact, at that time, after receiving orders from higher-ups about needing to bring hundreds of dark elves from that particular village, they went and captured many.

But somehow, a little child was able to escape.

Given her state and falling into the ocean, they neglected her, thinking she would die anyway. Experience new stories with m v|-NovelBin

However, after providing all the dark elves who died in the experiments, it turned out that higher-ups were searching for a particular one.

And worse luck they had; it turned out that the little dark elf girl they had neglected to capture was that particular one they needed to retrieve, and finally, after 19 years of searching, they were able to pinpoint her location.

But of course, retrieving her at the cost of everyone dying here wasn\'t a good choice.

As commander, it was his duty to fulfill the mission while trying to preserve as much of their force as possible.

"Hm, enter the Jade Dominion from the other side.

We have already gotten permission from Rhea."

The commander thought for a moment before taking out his walkie-talkie and getting information from the other side.

He commanded the handler to move the ship and enter the domain from the other side while trying to detour instead of following the route in which those five battleships were present.

"But it\'s the domain of those demonic cultivators—"

Coming from the side was another figure, appearing to be half-human and half-mechanical, clearly showing his anxiousness while informing his commander about the geography of the other side where mostly it was barren land with demonic cultivators filling the whole place.

Given their state, being in such a horrible condition, this wasn\'t the right way to enter the Jade Dominion.

Yet, before he could finish his sentence, the commander interrupted him.

"How dare you! Don\'t forget who is behind us!"

The commander, seeing how one of his advisors was trembling due to fear of some mere demonic cultivators, unconcerned about the one who was behind them, acting in such a weakened state, couldn\'t help but yell, causing his roar to resonate throughout the entire control room.

This sound wave forced most of the soldiers inside to cover their ears and fall, given that they appeared to be a mix of beast skin, human, and machines, as if some kind of experimentation had been conducted on them.

They fell one after another before the commander turned towards the window, pointing his hand toward it and declaring, "We are under the command of Angelica Devereaux!

Don\'t forget it!"

The commander declared, causing those fallen to once again remember that behind them was someone strong enough to command the entire Jade Dominion, let alone that they should fear mere demonic cultivators.

They were not the weak humans or beastkins from the past, but rather enhanced versions of themselves, bestowed with power by their master, Angelica Devereaux (*Aunt of Ryuk/Sister of Alisia Devereaux).

"W-we understand."

Finally gathering their strength, they slowly rose, given how that roar had affected their enhanced hearing, particularly that of the beast skin.

However, their bodies, being a combination of human and mechanical, allowed them to recover and stand, showing how 60% of their bodies were made of mechanical parts and the other 40% was a mix of human and beast skin to enhance their strength.

"Now we are turning the ship—SIR!!"

The one handling the ship informed how they were switching direction and taking a detour.

Suddenly, he noticed several red marks, like dots—dozens of dots, coming from a certain direction at a distance of 2000 miles away.

His hands trembled as, due to the advanced systems of the battleship and radar, they were able to detect ships even from that far.

However, noticing the number of dots heading in their direction, the handler instantly called his commander.

"Th-this?"

The chief, who seemed strong enough while motivating his subordinates, trembled the moment he noticed a dozen ships as red dots heading in their direction, with clear energy signatures indicating their race.

This caused an instinctive fear to rise in him, deeply etched in his memory, as before receiving the blessing from his master, he had been nothing but a source of food for that race.

He clenched his jaws as he revealed the name of those to whom the ships belonged, "V-VAMPIRES!?"

"Kugh!"

Not only the commander, but most of them who had memories of that race, which they had once stockpiled as food supplements, clearly winced as the instinctive fear etched into their minds seemed to overwrite their strength. Even though they had been manually enhanced after several experiments, memories of that day continued to flood back one after another. The thought of waiting to become food for that race made them tremble.

"Th-this!? They are the elite force of the Bloodmoon Clan!"