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Chapter 297 The Titanium Clan: You're Dead If You Dare to Provoke Us
"Concentrate fire, don't let any enemy ship escape."

"For the Emperor."

"........."

After the reorganized Wuxie Engine and Longlin Star were stolen by Zuowangdao, the Chaos forces fell into a disadvantageous position.

Faced with the Empire's overwhelming firepower, the Ominous Ark was destroyed one after another, turning into burning wreckage in the void.

The massive number of flying demons were also torn apart by the Imperial's intense artillery fire, their soul essence banished back to the warp.

"retreat."

Abaddon was furious but helpless, and had no choice but to order a retreat.

The Empire dealt a heavy blow to the Chaos forces, causing Abaddon to suffer a great loss.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Longlin Star,
Red Center crouched down, looking at Vashtor, who was weak and powerless after being pierced by the Soulless Spear.

“Are you going to kill me?” Vashtor questioned.

Hong Zhong shook his head. "Killing you would be no fun."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Vashtor looked at the high-dimensional creature with a red head in front of him.

The fates and inner thoughts of these individuals are protected by higher-dimensional forces, and even the gods cannot fathom them.

He couldn't guess what these guys were up to!

"I want to let you go." Hong Zhong scratched his head, his tone sincere.

Upon hearing this, a hint of doubt appeared in Vashtor's eyes. "You...you said you'd let me go??"

“Yes.” Hongzhong nodded. “We’ve already gotten what we wanted, so there’s no point in keeping you around.”

"Are you trying to fool me?" Vashtor glared at the other person.

“Do I need to?” Hongzhong said. “If I wanted to kill you, all I needed was another Soulless Spear.”

Vashtor's mind raced; what the other person said did indeed make a lot of sense.

Hope rose in his heart.

He had expected that after being captured, he would be subjected to all sorts of torture by the Corpse King's minions.

He was eventually imprisoned and sealed away, only regaining his freedom after the collapse of the empire.

Now, these guys are saying they want to let me go.

“What are your conditions?” Vashtor asked.

"I don't have any conditions," Hongzhong said. "I just hope we can become friends, and there won't be so much fighting and killing anymore. Do you think we can become friends?"

"Become friends? Is it that simple?" Vashtor looked suspicious.

“Yes, it’s that simple,” Hongzhong said. “Are you willing to be a friend of humanity? Are you willing to help humanity?”

Vashtor stared intently at the red center in front of him.
"Let's fool him for now, and after we escape, we'll figure out a way to get revenge."

Thinking of this, Vashtor nodded, "Yes, we are friends."

A smile appeared on Hong Zhong's face. "Then are you willing to help humanity?"

A cold laugh crept into Vashtor's mind. Loyalty to humanity? Don't even dream about it.

"I will help humanity."

Helping you toward destruction, toward your end, is also helping.

"Let him stand up," Hongzhong said to his companion.

The two players went up and helped Vashtor up from the ground.

“We’re best friends, aren’t we?” Hongzhong looked at Vashtor. “You helped us get Dragon Forest Star and the Harmonious Engine.”

"I also hope that you will continue to help us in the future. May the friendship between the Empire and you last forever."

"May our friendship endure." Vashtor nodded.

"You can leave now." With a wave of his hand, Red Center caused the player standing behind Vastor to pull out the Soulless Spear.

"You're dreaming. How could I possibly be friends with you lowly bugs?"

Vashtor instantly turned into black mist and vanished without a trace.

"Shameless!" Red Center shouted angrily. "Vashtor, you liar, I will not let you get away with this!"

"Hahaha, I won't let you off either." Vashtor's voice faded into the distance and eventually disappeared completely.

"The etheric reaction has disappeared; that guy is gone."

A player with a three of bamboo on his head walked over.

Hong Zhong suppressed his anger and instead laughed, "It's so funny to tease this big fool."

“He will definitely return to Abaddon’s side, after all, only with Abaddon’s help can he possibly overcome the chance of becoming a god,” San Tong said.

"Hahaha, he's probably going to be disappointed." Red Center grinned. "Hopefully Abaddon won't kill him."

"You won't die, but you'll definitely be skinned alive."

"He has a lot of knowledge, but his brain isn't very good."

"Could it really think we let it go because we wanted to be friends with it?!"

"Don't say anything."

"........."

The members of the Zuowangdao sect chatted animatedly, one after another.

"Go and edit what we just filmed, disguise it as a high-level coded message, and send it to Terra," Red said. "Remember to leave those traitors a chance."

"We have to make sure the intelligence isn't stolen by them and gets into Abaddon's hands."

………………

On the surface of Longlin Star, a great war is still raging.

The battle between the lion and the king of gladiators has reached its climax.

They clashed in the industrial hell on the surface, surrounded by churning machinery and twitching muscles, all flashing with electricity and howling demonic fire.

In a place filled with demonic furnaces and bio-engineered robot assembly lines, suffering slaves are bound inside vicious machines.

They witnessed the battle of the demigods, and their faces, composed of metal and flesh, showed expressions of horror.

The two Primarchs, locked in fierce combat, smashed through countless buildings and machines along their path.

Finally, we arrived at a wide steel platform.

The surface of this circular platform is flowing with screaming faces and desperately grasping arms, where countless suffering souls are bound.

Several enormous fleshy mountains also stood on the high platform, their translucent skins revealing luminous cables and gaping maws filled with teeth.
These deformed hills spew out colorful subspace haze, making them appear hazy.

This environment made Ryan feel right at home, as if he had returned to the jungles of Caliban.

Angron swung his battle axe, cleaving through the misty haze before him, but found nothing.

His brother vanished into thin air.

"come out!!"

He roared as he searched for Ryan, his rage burning so fiercely it nearly consumed his reason.

The butcher's nail kept tearing and tearing in his mind, causing his reason to be overwhelmed by burning pain and anger.

He could smell the powerful fragrance of Lane's life and soul, but his warp vision found nothing.

The Primarch's soul should have been as bright as a lighthouse.
But now, Ryan has completely disappeared, and no one knows how he did it!

Ryan would occasionally appear, thrusting his sword at Angron, leaving horrifying wounds on the massive demonic body.

boom! !

A pipe burst due to overload, a terrifying gush of steam dispersing the hazy fog on the battlefield and revealing Lion, who had been hidden in the mist. Angron, controlled by primal desires, instinctively flapped his wings and swooped down.

This time, Ryan didn't dodge as before, but instead moved one foot away.

Bang! A sharp piece of iron, the size of a human body and three meters long, shot out from under the floor.

He is the Lord of Caliban, the King of Knights, but he is also a skilled hunter.

How could a qualified hunter not use traps?
The Primarch's own speed prevented him from reacting in time, and the warp forces that should have protected him were also exhausted due to the prolonged battle.
With a soft thud, the metal shard pierced through Angron's body, spraying blood from his back like a fountain.

Even so, Angron did not die and continued to roar, trying to pull himself out of the iron plate.

Ryan didn't want to give Angron any chance.

He swung his longsword forward, severing Angron's head.

Then, he raised the Imperial Shield and smashed the head that had fallen to the ground.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after he had completely banished his brother.

With the theft of Dragon Forest Star, Abaddon suffered a crushing defeat, and Angron was exiled.

This battle thus came to an end.

The biggest winner is the Zuowangdao battle group.

They achieved the greatest results with minimal cost, even moving the table away.

This leaves Chaos with a bitter pill to swallow, unable to express his suffering.

Other players were also devastated and cried in the bathroom.

After escaping, Vashtor, the master of the Soul Forge, immediately returned to find Abaddon.

We must regroup and fight the empire for another three hundred rounds to determine the victor.

However, Abaddon showed no joy at his return. Instead, he frowned and demanded that the God of Forging explain why Dragon Forest Star had suddenly left.

Vashtor explained that he was attacked by a group of the Corpse King's minions.

Abaddon, however, did not believe it at all, and thought that Vashtor and the Empire had set a trap.

They presented intelligence obtained by Chaos agents who had infiltrated the Empire.

The recording played a conversation between Vashtor and the Imperial servants.

"We're best friends, aren't we?"

"You helped us obtain Dragon Forest Star and the Harmonyless Engine."

In the video, Vashtor kept nodding in agreement with what the other person said.

"I'm innocent, you big plunderer!"

When Vashtor saw the video, he immediately realized that he had been tricked by the minions of the Corpse King once again.

Their decision to abandon him was malicious; they just wanted to see him and Abaddon fight like dogs.

"The evidence is irrefutable, are you still going to try to deny it?" Abaddon was furious. "I trusted you so much, and you've ruined me so badly."

“I knew all demons were liars, and you are the biggest liar of all.”

“I can explain,” Vashtor shouted, trying to clear his name. “I have been wronged.”

"Explain to my fists."

Enraged, Abaddon punched Vashtor's face, a face seemingly forged from metal and molten iron.

Subsequently, the raiders brutally beat their former partner.

Realizing that the Great Raider really wanted to kill him,
Vashtor was forced to retaliate, and the two sides' men clashed fiercely on the Vengeful Spirit.

…………

Algre World in near-Earth orbit.

A group of human auxiliary soldiers from the Tau Empire boarded the landing transport ship.

Prepare to accompany the Tau member in charge of diplomacy—the Speaker—to the surface to meet with the local Imperial rulers.

Collinster was one of them.
He was once an Imperial Guard soldier until the Tau Empire conquered his world and transformed it into Homeworld. He was then recruited by the Tau Empire and became an auxiliary soldier.

To date, he has served the Supreme Good Way for over 40 months.

Collinster did not regret his choice to join the Tau Empire; in fact, he thought he was very wise.

His life is so much better now than before.

Not only did their living conditions improve significantly, but they also received pulse carbines, advanced armor, and stable communication devices from the Tau Empire.

Collinster believed that what he had gained was enough to make even the self-proclaimed loyal Imperial troops envious.

The peace talks were held in an open space.
The troop transport ship landed smoothly, bringing Collinster and his comrades to the ground to carry out their guard duties.

The negotiations did not go smoothly, and the two sides were unable to reach an agreement.

The planet's governor looked at the Tau people in front of him and the traitors behind them, "You betrayed humanity and yet you demand that we submit to you."

“We will never abandon this planet, and we demand that you leave our world immediately, or don’t blame us for being impolite.”

“You have made a very foolish decision.” The smooth-talking diplomat shook his head. “Refusing to join the path of supreme goodness will only lead to your destruction.”

"Get out of here!" the planet's governor shouted. "You will never have this world."

Collinster looked at the ruler with a pang of pity in his heart; he knew how terrifying the power of the Tau Empire was.

If the world chooses to refuse, it will have to bear the wrath of the Fire Warriors.

Those elite warriors in combat gear will crush any resistance.

After the negotiations broke down, the Tau Empire launched a full-scale offensive.
The core hunters were deployed from the warships in the void orbit.
In just a few days, they broke through human defenses one after another.
Those who tried to stop Shangshangshandao were torn to shreds by the terrifying artillery fire.

Faced with the overwhelming victory of the Tau Empire, the poor and ignorant citizens of the empire fled in panic.

The powerful and wealthy were also racking their brains to get a ticket to escape the war.

The Corpse King's rule was overthrown like dominoes.

"It seems your emperor has not appeared to save you."

When Collinster saw the planetary governor again, it was at the governor's mansion.
He couldn't help but mock the other person.

"Hahaha." The planetary governor looked at the traitors before him. "Are you really sure He didn't save us?"

"Stop wasting your breath on this idiot. In the name of the Supreme Goodness Path, this guy has been captured."

His companion, too lazy to waste any more words, rushed forward and elbowed the planet governor, knocking him unconscious.

Watching the planetary governor being taken away, Collinster walked to a window and looked down at the burning hive city outside, a smile on his face.

Under the protection of the Supreme Good Path, the Tau Empire will ultimately defeat all its enemies.
The human empire will fall into decay and arrogance, just like this world, and the future will ultimately belong to those beings who follow the path of the highest good.

………………

The vast void,

The [Divine Punishment Colossus], having received the distress call, is entering the real universe from the Supreme Heaven Ocean.

“We’ll be arriving at the world that sent the distress signal soon,” Jujiro told his companions.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Slash! Slash! Slash!" the wrist-wielding man roared.

"You're really brainwashed by fear, all you ever say is that phrase." Zhan Shuai kicked him.

“It’s been quite a while since the Longlin Star Campaign ended, so this guy has probably been holding back for a while,” Jujiro said. “I wonder what kind of enemies we’ll encounter on this mission.”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Slash! Slash! Slash!" the old man shouted once again.

"Alright, alright, whatever the enemy, you can cut them down to your heart's content." Jujiro was convinced. "Is that enough?"

(End of this chapter)