I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 438 Principal Lin, please grant me power!

The metal deck was crushed inch by inch, the heavy footsteps thudding like the rhythmic drumbeats of an execution.

The strong smell of body odor, lubricant, and blood hit the senses first.

In the crimson emergency lights, the three-meter-tall silhouette of Kru Fury filled the space.

He stared at A-Lian, a slurred saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, making a sizzling sound as it fell onto the deck.

He didn't run, but approached step by step, until his huge shadow completely engulfed A-Lian.

His more prominent muscles made his joints make a stiff sound when he turned, and each step made the pipes hum and resonate.

Ah Lian's back was pressed against the cold bulkhead, with nowhere to retreat.

Luna, standing to the side, was already pale with fright and speechless.

Kru stopped in front of Alian in a fit of rage, and as he bent down, bone spurs protruded from his neck.

His enormous hand, large enough to engulf her entire head, slowly rose, not to strike, but with cruel precision, and suddenly clamped down on her neck.

A moment of suffocation.

As her skin rubbed against the rough metal handguards, A-Lian's entire body was suspended in the air.

She could feel the fingertips gripping her neck, the pressure gradually increasing, as if calculating the critical point to crush her throat.

Kru's furious, burning yellow eyes drew closer, his breath hot and scavenging on her face.

He let out a low, satisfied gurgle in his throat, enjoying this absolute control and the gradual, faint trembling of life in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, his sharp teeth pierced Ah Lian's neck as easily as piercing a piece of paper.

"Tsk, as expected, there are gene fragments that can't be analyzed. Heh, I really like your eyes, like a burning flame. Of course, I like it even more when the flame goes out, filled with despair!"

Anger burned in Kru's furious chest, but he was the captain of the Orc Empire, a warrior of his people! Anger would not consume his reason.

Since we can't analyze the gene fragments, let's breed orcs that possess those fragments!
Kru's furious gaze was cold and menacing, but that did not deter his brother from coming out.

Ah Lian stared in surprise at the stick, which was as long as her arm.

Enraged, Klu grabbed Alian like a chick and tried to sit down on her.

At the critical moment, Luna suddenly sprang up, picked up a bone scattered at the entrance of the passage, jumped up, and swung it heavily at Kru in a fit of rage.

Bang!
The bones were broken.

Enraged, Kru slapped Luna, sending her flying three meters away.

Luna's head was buzzing, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood. She felt like she was dying; her bones ached all over, she saw stars, and the world went silent.

She must be deaf.

Luna gasped for breath, her lungs burning with pain, like a broken bellows.

cough cough cough.

She misses her mother Jenny, her brother Rosie, her father, and wants to eat Peking duck again.

A nauseating stench wafted from the tip of my nose as a gigantic figure was thrown to the ground, like the arrival of death.

Luna didn't want to keep going anymore, so she decided to just leave it at that.

Hell is empty, the devil is on earth.

Luna was swung around by Kru in a rage, her arms tightly gripped, about to be torn in two.

"Bastard, let her go!" Ah Lian roared as she rushed over, only to be kicked unconscious.

Krue laughed furiously.

If it weren't for his interest in the genetic fragments in A-Lian, that kick would have turned this ignorant, low-class female into a bloody pulp.

Luna saw this scene, her eyes filled with urgency, but as soon as she opened her mouth, blood gushed out from her internal organs.

What to do? What to do?!

A cold voice suddenly rang out from the main control room of the starship: "Kru is furious. Do you need us to take action? Your soldiers don't seem to be a match for Lu Shimeng."

Kru, enraged but forcing a smile, said, "Get out of my starship."

Number 11839 is the most greedy; his desires are an insatiable black hole!

Number 11839 doesn't matter, leave the Fang-class assault ship.

This is how all civilizations in the universe are: there is no friendship, only interests. The only thing that can prevent war between them is the Star Alliance Treaty.

While they were talking, Luna, who was facing the monitor screen, found the breeding area among hundreds of images, as if by fate! "Mom... Jenny, I miss you so much."

Luna's vision was blurred.

She saw Jenny!

Jenny had aged so much. She lay on an operating table, cold surgical arms probing inside her uterus.

Jenny's face contorted in pain, but her body remained motionless.

The humans in the breeding zone are all controlled by the Covenant exploration team. Egg retrieval procedures don't even require anesthesia, because these Earthlings are powerless to resist; their bodies don't belong to them.

Jenny stepped off the operating table, her face pale, and limped to the square.

Thousands of people stood densely packed in the square, in neat rows, standing there numbly.

Beside the square, orc soldiers were happily feasting, oblivious to their surroundings.

One of them closed his eyes and pointed randomly.

The person being referred to was Jenny.

"No! Don't do this! Don't hurt my mother!" Luna was heartbroken.

She knew all too well what awaited Jenny.

Anger, fear, dread, hatred—these emotions surged through Luna's mind like a flood.

She hated her own weakness immensely. If only she were stronger, more capable...

Why must humanity on Earth suffer these things?

So many whys, so much resentment.

Luna's heart ached terribly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She clenched her fists tightly, a figure etched deep in her soul appearing in her mind.

At that moment, she seemed to have found a certain rhythm, and following her heart, she prayed devoutly.

"The principal of iron and blood, the mentor of shattered bones and war cries, the magnificent and great lord:"

The marks of your disciplinary whip are etched on our backs, and your burning gaze is branded into our souls.

We chew on the wails of our enemies and offer their skulls at your feet.

We beseech you to grant us a more intense wrath to burn away our last vestiges of cowardice; grant us stronger claws and teeth to tear apart the enemy before us!

I am willing to offer you my soul's loyalty, and my body and soul will serve you wholeheartedly.

We will crown you with the ashes of conquest!

Time seemed to stand still, and Luna felt her soul floating upwards until it reached a space filled with twinkling stars.

Countless, star-like points of light spontaneously entered her body.

Suddenly, it was as if she was pulled back to the ground by a giant hand.

Luna snapped out of her daze, her exceptionally bright eyes meeting those terrifying yellow pupils.

Unlike before, Luna was no longer afraid. Instead, she had a feeling that she could defeat the orc in front of her!

……

In the distant cosmos, the Arbiter and a dimensional traverser were chasing each other.

"Changqing, return the Lin family to us." Melina was truly exasperated with this old man.

Evergreen's mouth is a deceitful devil.

He's agreed hundreds of times, but he always sneaks away!
Chang Qing was also annoyed by this woman and didn't want to say another word. He used the energy he had painstakingly accumulated to put on his dimensional armor again.

The vast star field once again rippled with familiar cosmic waves.

This move again!
Melina was about to continue the chase when she suddenly froze.

A moment later, she turned her head uncertainly and asked Weasley, "Is there a fluctuation in the Sanctuary?"

Weasley sat up straight, his expression serious: "Yes, there are newborn Stardust humans, but they are very weak."

So weak that everyone was certain that she or he was not born on the Arbiter.

Melina laughed and cried at the same time: "The Lord is really still alive."