High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 179 Fifty-four times of merging the acupoints! Vitality index 4140, shocking Miken! Out of ammunition and food!

Once a clear and efficient blueprint for cultivation was formed in his mind, Qin Feng no longer hesitated.

He immediately and generously invested all 30,000 warband reputation points he had just acquired from the mission into preparations for a new round of seclusion.

The same formula as last time—twenty "Enhanced Type II Psionic Potions," plus a matching deep-repair bath and mental energy recovery potion.

He exchanged these resources, which would make even an ordinary level 5 martial artist feel the pinch, all at once.

Immediately afterwards, the door to the cultivation room slowly closed again, isolating it from all external disturbances.

It was another tedious, painful, yet incredibly fulfilling period of extreme training.

Supported by the powerful medicinal effects, Qin Feng once again devoted himself to the endless cycle of impacting the "merging of the acupoints".

Time slipped away quietly under such intense focus.

Four months later, when the last trace of the medicine had been completely absorbed by the body, the door to the training room was opened again.

Qin Feng's figure slowly emerged from within.

His eyes, compared to four months ago, had become even more profound and focused.

The "Great Sun Star Chart" within the body also underwent another subtle change.

His successful seclusion once again allowed him to complete the two more acupoint closures.

His vitality index also steadily increased, from 3620 points to 3640 points.

Improved skills have brought greater confidence.

After leaving the pass, Qin Feng did not rest for a moment and immediately threw himself back into the frenzy of the "Battle Group Ranking Tournament".

This time, unlike the first time, he no longer needed to start with the simplest tasks to familiarize himself with the process.

He set his sights directly on the "Warrior-level" missions.

He began frequently entering and leaving the Dauntless Chapter's exclusive teleportation zone, temporarily teaming up with all sorts of elite members of the chapter who had also cultivated the "Supreme Awakening Technique," and traveling to various corners of the universe to carry out all kinds of high-difficulty missions.

His footprints led him to a deathly world shrouded in toxic acid rain, all in an effort to retrieve a crashed black box from the depths of an alien lair.

He once infiltrated a heavily guarded interstellar pirate fortress and, amidst a hail of bullets, precisely assassinated the notorious bandit leader.

He also fought a fierce battle with those ferocious cosmic creatures that devoured metal in the asteroid belt.

Every mission is a test of life and death.

But the success of each mission also brought him immense rewards.

A massive amount of contribution points and the tripled warband reputation poured into his account like a raging torrent.

Qin Feng, in an almost extravagant manner, quickly transformed these hard-won resources into his most direct combat power.

He used his contribution points to purchase a large quantity of powerful special equipment.

The "Psionic Bomb Gun" capable of instantaneous overload and unleashing power comparable to a small nuclear explosion; the "Kinetic Deflection Shield" that can generate a repulsive field and effectively defend against physical impacts; and even some disposable "Holy Silver Grenades" inscribed with the purification runes of the Imperial Inquisition...

He spared no expense on anything that would be helpful in the battle and that he could buy within his authority.

Anyway, with the boost of triple reputation, the speed of earning resources is far greater than before, and no matter how you spend them, it's a huge profit!
Time flew by in this perfect cycle of "battle-consumption-seclusion-battle".

On average, Qin Feng completes a "warrior-level" mission about once a month.

After deducting the cost of purchasing equipment and ammunition, as well as the share with other team members, he can earn an average of about 30,000 warband reputation points per mission.

Whenever he accumulates enough reputation points, he immediately stops accepting missions and returns to his training room for a deep seclusion that lasts about four months.

Day after day, year after year.

The name "Qin Feng" gradually spread among the most elite members of the Fearless Battle Group.

All the team members who had worked with him were deeply impressed by his terrifying strength and calm combat wisdom.

He gradually grew from a promising newcomer to a powerful teammate who was highly recognized and trusted in the "Warrior-level" mission area.

And so, spring came and autumn went, and the seasons changed.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

……

Inside the cultivation room, Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, ending yet another four-month-long period of seclusion.

He felt the power within him, which was more than one level stronger than it had been ten years ago, and silently calculated his current gains.

"To date, I have successfully performed fifty-four acupoint unions."

"My vitality index has finally broken through the 4,000 mark and steadily reached 4140 points."

This rate of growth, if placed in the outside world, would be enough to make any level 5 martial artist blush with shame.

Similarly, this has already reached Qin Feng's maximum speed.

To go even faster, the Ten Perfect Hand technique needs a breakthrough.

"Those ten level-two killing techniques I exchanged from the battle group have all been honed to the 'perfect' level after ten years and hundreds of high-intensity actual combat experiences. I am only one step away from 'mastery'."

He was well aware that his current strength was vastly different from what it was ten years ago.

"Next, it's time to buy the Level 3 Killing Technique."

His eyes gleamed with anticipation.

In the empire's martial arts system, first, second, and third-level killing techniques all fall under the category of "ordinary martial arts."

They do not involve the use of mental power; they rely purely on the control of the physical body, the use of energy, and exquisite power techniques to achieve the effect of attack and killing.

The third-level killing technique is the highest and most advanced form within this category.

Any level three killing technique is far more complex and difficult to master than a level two killing technique.

However, once a martial artist cultivates a level three killing technique to the "mastery level," their understanding of "power" and "skill" will reach a whole new level, allowing them to apply this knowledge to other techniques and understand all techniques once they master one.

At that time, he will be respectfully addressed as a "Martial Arts Master".

After assessing his own strength, Qin Feng subconsciously recalled that disgusting figure again.

"Shi Dang... how have you changed in these ten years?"

He skillfully accessed the subspace network and clicked on the blood-red pursuit mission that he would check every now and then.

The task page was still flashing.

At the very bottom, the number of failures that represents death is still that glaring, blood-red "2".

In the past decade, it seems that no other powerful figure has fallen at Shi Dang's hands.

But this does not mean that Shi Dang has become weaker.

Quite the opposite.

When Qin Feng's gaze fell on the updated mission information, his brows furrowed slightly involuntarily.

Based on the battle between the quest taker and Shi Dang, and the analysis of the battle data, Shi Dang's vitality index has reached an astonishing level—5400 points!
Moreover, the intelligence report clearly stated that he had mastered several bizarre and powerful level-four killing techniques bestowed by Chaos.

Currently, he is still wandering around the border star system of the Empire, seemingly trying every means to cross the defensive line built by countless interstellar fortresses and escape to the more chaotic and vast battlefield of all races.

"The border is heavily guarded and impregnable; it's not something you can escape just because you want to."

Qin Feng looked at the message and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that the Empire would never allow such a potentially powerful "Khorne" follower to leave unscathed.

A trap must have been laid along the border, waiting for him to walk right into it.

However, this cunning wolf seemed to have sensed the danger and had been hiding very well for the past ten years.

Qin Feng shook his head and closed Shi Dang's mission page.

The strength of the enemy will only become his motivation to move forward.

He entered the Imperial Trading Post, and after careful selection and comparison among the dazzling array of level-three killing techniques, he finally chose a gun technique.

Title: Qiankun Spear

[Level: Level 3 Killing Technique]

[Description: This spear technique embodies the concept of 'Heaven represents the sky, Earth represents the earth.' Each move is expansive and powerful, combining strength and flexibility. It possesses both the overwhelming force of Mount Tai and the skillful deflection of immense weight with minimal effort.]

"Buy."

As contribution points were deducted, an incredibly complex and vast data stream transformed into a beam of light and surged directly into his subspace, where it was stored in his personal attribute panel.

Qin Feng did not rush to accept the mission, but instead entered seclusion again.

This time, however, he wasn't aiming to "connect with the acupoints," but rather to comprehend this brand-new level three killing technique.

However, even just getting "into the basics" presented him with unprecedented difficulty.

A month later.

Qin Feng finally mastered the incredibly complex moves and power generation methods of the "Qiankun Spear" and performed it completely in the training ground, reaching the "entry-level" standard determined by the system.

"A level three killing technique, indeed difficult."

Standing in the center of the training ground, holding the "Koi Transformation into a Dragon" in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

"Back when I first learned the first level of killing techniques, it took me a month to not only get started, but probably even reach the 'minor mastery' level. Now, my vision, knowledge, and martial arts foundation are thousands of times stronger than before, but it still took me a month to barely get started."

This is only a level three killing technique.

This gave Qin Feng a more intuitive understanding of just how difficult the higher-level, fourth-level killing techniques that require the use of mental power are.

"Forget it, take your time."

Qin Feng put away his spear.

There are no shortcuts in the path of martial arts.

After successfully mastering the basics of the "Qiankun Spear" technique, he knew it was time to go out and "stretch his muscles" again.

"Hamer, help me accept a 'Warrior-level' team quest."

"Yes, Master. Filtering for you..."

Soon, a brand new task appeared before him.

【Task Name: Green Tide Purification】

[Mission Objective: Proceed to planet Y-34 and completely eliminate all green-skinned lifeforms within area A-7 occupied by the "Bonebreaker" tribe.]

[Danger Level: Warrior]

[Mission Rewards: 24000 Contribution Points, 72000 Warband Reputation Points]

Team Requirements: 4 players

"Greenskin?"

Qin Feng was not unfamiliar with this race; in fact, he was extremely familiar with it.

The mission rewards are very generous, which indicates that the mission is one of the most difficult levels among the Warrior-level missions.

But Qin Feng didn't care and submitted his application to join the team directly.

The application was approved almost instantly.

It seems that the reputation he has built up over the past decade in the "Warrior-level" mission area is still quite useful.

[Application approved. Please assemble at the "Dauntless" Chapter A-9 teleportation area within ten minutes.]

Without delay, Qin Feng vanished from the dormitory in a flash.

"Fearless" Chapter, A-9 Teleportation Zone.

Every now and then, fully armed elite squads, exuding a powerful aura, would gather or depart amidst the flashing teleportation auras, each face bearing the calm and indifference of someone who had been through countless battles.

Qin Feng appeared out of thin air at the designated meeting point.

His gaze swept across the area and he immediately spotted three figures already waiting there.

He was quite familiar with two of them.

One of them was his teammate from ten years ago, a dark-skinned, bald, and tall, muscular mixed-race man named Mikan.

He was still wearing his signature gray-green heavy assault armor, but the scratches and battle damage on the armor were much more numerous than ten years ago, adding to his fierce appearance.

The other one surprised Qin Feng slightly.

He was a young man with a square face and a calm demeanor.

Although Qin Feng had never teamed up with him, he had a deep impression of him.

This person was none other than Zheng Dong, a top expert who was constantly suppressed by Zhou Run and ranked second in the fourth-level martial arts competition area.

Standing between the two was a female martial artist.

She wore a form-fitting, streamlined silver-white power armor suit, without any external heavy armor.

She was tall and slender, with a neat short haircut, a cool and aloof face, and eyes like a bottomless, icy pool, making it impossible for anyone to see through her.

Her aura was perfectly concealed, like a polished, top-grade jade, revealing no sharpness, yet allowing one to instinctively sense the terrifying power contained within.

This is clearly the team leader for this mission.

"Qin Feng, it's been a long time!"

Miken spotted him first, a hearty smile spreading across his dark face as he waved.

Ten years have passed since he last appeared. He has been on missions the whole time, and his vitality index has not increased much, but his aura has become more and more profound.

"Junior Brother Qin Feng, it's been ten years. How many times have you completed your Qi Integration?"

Fifty-four times.

Qin Feng smiled, making no attempt to hide or conceal his feelings.

"oh?!"

Miken's eyes widened. "You bastard, you weren't on any missions? That's strange, your reputation is known throughout the Dreadnought Chapter, you're a trustworthy teammate. You were on missions while simultaneously cultivating? And then you merged your Qi fifty-four times in ten years?"

"Yes."

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Bearing a blood feud, I have no choice but to work hard."

"sharp."

Miken sincerely praised, "Your vitality index is almost catching up with mine. It seems the rumors about you are true. You are an absolute monster. At this rate, you will open your mind in forty years, merge your mind in sixty years, and complete the path that others take three hundred years to walk in a hundred years. It is indeed an exaggeration."

"Excellent."

Qin Feng said, "Bearing a blood feud, I have no choice but to work hard."

"come on."

Mike knew about Shi Dang's situation, and he patted Qin Feng on the shoulder with an encouraging look in his eyes.

Zheng Dong, standing to the side, gave Qin Feng a rather amused smile upon seeing him and said, "You must be junior Qin Feng, right? I've heard so much about you. Speaking of which, I really have to thank you."

"Oh?"

Qin Feng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

Zheng Dong laughed heartily, his tone tinged with self-deprecation and relief: "Back when I was in the fourth-tier region, I was also trying to squeeze out some points from the rookie cup, but I always got crushed by that 'old rascal' Zhou Run, and could only manage second place. I was so frustrated. Later, I just got promoted, and then I heard you suddenly appeared out of nowhere, knocked that guy down, and took the championship. You really helped me get my revenge! Hahahaha!"

His laughter was filled with genuine joy, clearly showing that he had long since let go of what happened back then.

"Haha, I've heard so much about you, Senior Zheng." Qin Feng smiled and clasped his hands in greeting.

At this moment, Miken, who had been standing to the side like an iceberg, spoke up and introduced Qin Feng: "Qin Feng, this is Senior Sister Wan Shuang, the team leader for this mission."

"Hello, Senior Sister Wan Shuang."

Qin Feng nodded to the female martial artist with a profound aura.

Wan Shuang merely glanced at him indifferently, her gaze sharp as a knife, as if she could see right through his soul.

After a moment, she nodded slightly in response.

Her voice, like her temperament, is cool and concise.

"Everyone's here, so I'll get straight to the point."

Without wasting any words, she directly pulled up a detailed mission briefing.

"The target planet, Y-34, was formerly known as 'Hope Five' on the Imperial map. Eight hundred years ago, it was a prosperous 'educational planet' with a population of over three billion, dedicated to training the basic talent for the Empire."

"But seven hundred and sixty-three years ago, a sudden 'green tide' completely destroyed everything there. The Imperial Star Guard and the greenskins who inhabit this planet have been fighting on and off for nearly four hundred years."

She pointed to the planet on the map that was marked as being in a state of war.

"Strangely enough, due to some high-level strategic considerations, this planet was not completely abandoned by the military, nor was it designated as a 'trial planet' open to students. In the past eight hundred years, the Empire has changed more than a dozen planet governors, and the only order has been to reclaim the planet at all costs."

"Our mission area this time is located in the A-7 war zone of the Eastern Continent. It used to be the largest urban cluster there, but now it has become the largest lair of the green-skinned 'Bonebreaker' tribe. Our mission is to wipe out all the green-skinned people there."

Her gaze swept across the three faces one by one, and her tone became extremely serious.

"The green-skinned people on this planet have been engaged in wars and reproduction for nearly eight hundred years. Their numbers and ferocity are far greater than the small, roving groups we usually encounter in ordinary missions. Therefore, this mission is very likely to be a protracted positional war and a war of attrition. I estimate that it will last at least three months."

"so,"

She concluded, "Bring enough recovery potions, as well as 'power potions' specifically for replenishing your power armor's energy. As for whether or not to bring spare 'replenishing psionic cores,' that's up to you."

"Everything is ready, let's set off immediately."

"I'm OK."

Mike was the first to respond, patting his breastplate.

"anytime."

Zheng Dong nodded as well.

Qin Feng also had no objections.

With a thought, the "Minglong Type I" power armor, which had already been upgraded several times, once again covered his entire body.

In the past ten years, he has long since changed from the novice who only carried a long spear.

His subspace storage unit was filled with various types of "recovery potions," enough for him to engage in high-intensity battles for about a year without sleep.

That "Minglong Type I" power armor has already been upgraded more than a dozen times, with thicker armor and a more powerful energy core.

The "mental barrier module" that was specifically purchased to deal with mental attacks has been damaged more than a dozen times over the past ten years due to energy overload after withstanding countless fatal mental shocks in various missions.

This time, he did not hold the "Koi Transformation into a Dragon" amulet in his hand.

Instead, there is a heavy bomb gun with a ferocious design, a huge barrel, and a violent aesthetic!

This is also a powerful weapon he acquired over the past decade using his contribution points.

Why use such a bulky psionic weapon?

Because psionic weapons greatly enhance a martial artist's strength.

As long as the weapon's output power is strong enough, theoretically, the high temperature and energy that a psionic attack can release instantly can reach an infinite value, enough to cause devastating area damage to large-scale biological units without mental defenses, making it the best choice to quickly open up the situation on the battlefield.

In theory, psionic weapons could even kill alien galaxy-level life forms that have "no mental defenses," achieving the terrifying feat of being completely vaporized at the genetic level.

The drawbacks of this weapon are equally obvious.

Once the target has mastered mental power and can interfere with reality with their own will, then pure psionic attacks will be greatly weakened, or even directly distorted and dissipated by the opponent's mental field, thus completely losing their effectiveness.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Captain Wan Shuang nodded and put on a set of silver-white power armor that perfectly matched her temperament.

Without saying much, she directly initiated the mission teleportation.

When the four reappeared, the ground beneath their feet had transformed from cold metal into cracked concrete stained with dark red blood and green moss. A gust of wind, carrying the smell of gunpowder, rotting blood, and some strange fungus, swept towards them, accompanied by deafening shouts of battle.

They were already on planet Y-34, on the edge of the former city of A-7, which had been occupied by the Greens for nearly eight hundred years.

On the distant horizon, the flashes of artillery fire, like ceaseless lightning, illuminated the yellow-green sky with flickering light.

Huge, ruggedly designed green war machines are clashing with the Imperial Star Force's steel torrent on a vast plain in the most primal and bloody way.

Wan Shuang's silver-white power armor helmet rotated slightly, quickly scanning the battlefield while receiving battlefield data streams analyzed by the subspace intelligent assistant.

A moment later, her clear and decisive voice rang out in the four people's communication channel.

"The situation matches the intelligence. The main force of the Greenskins, including their war leader, is being held back on the front lines by the main force of the Astragalus Army. Now is the time when the defenses of this hive are at their weakest."

Her tactical goggles were locked onto the distant silhouette of a city that resembled a giant garbage mountain, constructed from countless twisted pieces of scrap metal and building debris.

"Our mission is not to join the fray on the front lines. Rather, it is to seize this opportunity, like the sharpest scalpel, to plunge straight into the heart of this lair. We must wipe out all the remaining Greenskins and destroy all their war production equipment. Remember, we must not let a single Greenskin 'technician' escape, especially those known as 'master technicians.' Those are the very things that allow the Greenskins to launch a continuous war."

She didn't make any unnecessary mobilization; she simply issued the most concise orders.

"let's start."

At a command, the four figures shot off like arrows, becoming afterimages of different colors, and charged at high speed toward the huge green-skinned nest.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Qin Feng took the lead, and the ferocious heavy bomb gun in his hand emitted a muffled and rhythmic roar.

Each of the explosive shells, filled with high-energy psionic power, was like a miniature guided artillery shell, tracing precise arcs and traversing thousands of meters to land precisely on the green-skinned artillery positions hidden high above the ruins, preparing to suppress the enemy with rudimentary rocket launchers and heavy machine guns.

Boom! BOOM—!
Violent explosions rang out one after another.

The raging psionic energy and intense heat instantly devoured and tore apart the makeshift gun emplacements made of scrap metal, along with the green-skinned gunners on them, turning them into fireballs that shot into the sky, mixed with green flesh and metal fragments.

His shooting was fast, accurate, and ruthless! He almost single-handedly eliminated all the enemy's long-range firepower points that could pose a threat to them in the first instant!
This precise and efficient long-range strike immediately created a perfect opening for the entire squad.

"Good job!"

Mike roared in the communication. He and Zheng Dong, like two guardian deities, stood on the left and right sides of Wan Shuang and Qin Feng. Their chainsaw sword and power axe cleaved all the fearless green-skinned kids who charged at them from the front into pieces.

Captain Wan Shuang, on the other hand, moved like a ghost through the gaps in the battlefield.

With each flash of the pair of daggers in her hands, the life of a survivor who had slipped through the net was inevitably taken.

Her attacks were silent, yet deadly.

The four of them worked together in a way that transcended words, achieving a near-instinctive understanding.

They were like a highly sophisticated war machine that had been working together for thousands of years; every movement and every step was perfectly timed.

The moment Qin Feng's explosive gun needs a magazine change, Zheng Dong's power axe will immediately unleash a huge crescent-shaped shockwave, temporarily forcing back the approaching green-skinned soldiers and creating time for Qin Feng to reload.

When Miken is momentarily exposed due to a powerful slash, Wan Shuang's figure will appear like a ghost beside him, slit the throat of a short, short "little rascal" who is trying to sneak up on him with her dagger.

They huddled together, like a red-hot, sharp arrow, resolutely and steadily advancing towards the deepest part of the green-skinned lair.

As the battle lines closed and the effectiveness of long-range bomb guns diminished, Qin Feng immediately put away his bomb guns, and the dark red "Koi Carp Transformation Dragon" gun reappeared in his hand.

He officially joined the ranks of close-quarters combat.

"The Universe Spear"!
This level-three killing technique, which he had just mastered, became, at this moment, the most terrifying weapon of slaughter in his hands.

In his hands, the spear sometimes moved like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, sweeping and powerful. With a single horizontal sweep, he could smash several green-skinned boys, along with their ridiculous "machetes" made of scrap metal, into pieces, sending them flying backward.

At times, it moved with incredible agility, like a fish swimming in water, its spear tip tracing mysterious paths within a small space, easily deflecting the powerful slashes of the green-skinned man, and then with a flick of its wrist, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in the opponent's chest.

They stormed into the most prosperous urban area of ​​the former "Hope 5" planet.

Today, the civilized atmosphere of the past has long since disappeared here.

All the towering skyscrapers have been blackened by smoke, with countless huge, irregular holes chiseled into their walls, turning them into "apartments" for the green-skinned men.

The streets are filled with bizarre buildings constructed from scrap metal, bones, and various unknown slimes, all imbued with the style of the WAAAGH force field.

Qin Feng pierced through a wall made of rusty iron plates and tires with a single shot, revealing several faded characters behind the wall: "Extreme Martial Arts Hall".

Once upon a time, there may have been martial artists like Master Sun Chantang here, teaching young people with dreams.

Now, all that remains here is a group of green-skinned men wielding machetes and yelling "WAAAGH!"

As they advanced, the scenery along the way was filled with this absurd and cruel contrast.

On the ruins of a huge building that had collapsed halfway, they could still vaguely see the words "XX Data Operations Center".

At this moment, the interior of this building has been transformed into a huge, foul-smelling breeding ground for "fart essence".

At the entrance of a huge factory that had been converted into a weapons workshop, a large sign still stubbornly retains a few words: "...sewage treatment plant".

The battle here is far more complex than they imagined.

The Greenskins, a race known for its diversity and creativity, were brought to their fullest potential during the war.

They encountered a small, but rudimentary suicide squad that could control rudimentary, wheelbarrow-like self-destructing vehicles, charging madly towards them.

He had also engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with those "bosses" who were five meters tall, with bulging muscles, skin as hard as steel, and wielding huge hydraulic shears.

They even destroyed a "Giant Garbage" war machine, which was forcibly assembled by "Giant Garbage" from the parts of countless scrap vehicles. It was shaped like a giant metal spider and could spray high-temperature molten liquid!
The battle is endless.

Blood stained the earth green.

The four men's power armor was already covered in green, viscous blood and various unknown filth.

But their eyes remained steadfast and unwavering.

Their will was repeatedly tempered and honed in this endless, high-intensity battle, becoming increasingly resilient and pure.

The beginnings of the "Space Marines" were already beginning to emerge in them.

Time was completely forgotten in this frenzied battle.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

They have penetrated deep into the heart of this massive lair, destroying countless Greenskin workshops and barracks, and killing tens of thousands of Greenskins.

But it seems like they can never be killed all of them.

……

Three months later.

In a huge city square that had been transformed into a weapons testing ground, the four had just finished a fierce battle.

They stood back to back, breathing heavily, seizing this rare moment to replenish their power armor and inject high-energy nutrient paste into their bodies.

Just then, a piercing red alarm flashed simultaneously on the HUD screens of all four power armors.

This is their intelligent assistant, issuing the highest level of alert by analyzing data transmitted from detectors at the edge of the battlefield.

On their tactical map, countless red dots representing the green skin units were retreating at an incredible speed from the distant front lines, like a tidal wave, towards their lair!

"Captain! There's a problem with the Astral Army! The main force of the Orks is back!"

Zheng Dong's voice was the first to ring out on the communication channel, filled with shock and disbelief.

Mikan exclaimed in surprise, "How is this possible?! Has the Astronautical Army been defeated? Or..."

He didn't voice his worst suspicion.

"...Is the Planetary Governor setting us up?"

No one had time to think about the reasons behind it.

The overwhelming red dots foreshadowed that they were about to be completely surrounded and overwhelmed by millions of angry green-skinned soldiers!
However, Captain Wan Shuang's voice was frighteningly calm at this moment.

"It's not a defeat."

Her voice carried a chilling, bone-deep coldness: "It was the planetary governor who betrayed us."

"Why?!"

Mike, Zheng Dong, and even Qin Feng were all shocked and bewildered.

They could understand colluding with Chaos, because Chaos could grant power and immortality, allowing an ordinary martial artist to leap into the ranks of geniuses!
Just like Shi Dang, after his faith became chaotic, his strength improved several times faster!
If he can satisfy Khorne by offering a sufficient amount of sacrifice, Khorne may even bless him to become a planetary life form.

This is the consequence of believing in evil gods and colluding with chaos.

But colluding with the green-skinned ones?
What good could these savage creatures, who have nothing but war and destruction, possibly do for him, a governor of an imperial planet?
The next moment, they understood.

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Warning! Extremely high intensity WAAAGH force field detected! The force field strength is increasing exponentially! Warning! The subspace channel has been forcibly locked! Transmission is impossible!"

The sensors inside the power armor emitted an alarm that was more piercing than ever before.

An invisible force field, filled with a violent and chaotic will, like a giant dome, instantly enveloped the entire world.

WAAAGH! Force field!
This is a terrifying product, a mixture of spiritual power and psychic abilities, formed by the collective fighting will of all the greenskins.

Within a sufficiently powerful WAAAGH! force field, all conventional warp teleportation will be completely prohibited!
"The Greenskins' war boss is selectively withdrawing his troops. He knew we were here all along."

A cold, self-deprecating sneer curled at the corners of Wan Shuang's mouth.

“That damn planetary governor betrayed us. I suspect he coveted our power armor and the acupoints we martial artists, who had cultivated the ‘Supreme Acupoint Opening Technique,’ had formed.”

"He treated us as a pledge of allegiance to the Greenskin leader in exchange for some ridiculous, temporary 'peace' with the Greenskins."

Such things are not uncommon in the history of empires.

Especially in these remote star sectors far from the heart of the Empire, some high-ranking planetary governors always foolishly believe that the Greenskins are a bunch of simple-minded savages who can be easily manipulated and exploited.

But they forgot that the green-skinned creatures were cunning and cruel, cruel and cunning.

Anyone who tries to outwit the Greenskins will ultimately be outwitted by them in the most cruel and bloody way.

"We...can't retreat."

Wan Shuang's voice was calm and undisturbed, "Everyone, immediately send the highest-level distress coordinates and rescue missions to the Imperial Questboard, as well as the school's private domain and event information. From now on, the objective is 'survival'."

She took a deep breath and gave the final instruction.

"From now on, change your combat strategy. Abandon proactive attacks and focus on hiding and maneuvering. Conserve your stamina and ammunition to the greatest extent possible."

"What we need to do is survive. Survive until... the moment rescue arrives."

A brief silence fell over the communication channel.

A moment later, Qin Feng's calm voice rang out.

"I've already sent out the coordinates for the distress call."

"Heh, very good."

Miken's signature, hearty laughter rang out again, but this time, it carried a hint of nonchalant acceptance of life and death. "Whether I live or die, it's all up to fate! It wouldn't be a loss to die alongside you guys!"

"The planetary governor here is truly damned!"

Zheng Dong spat viciously, removed his helmet to reveal a face contorted with rage, bared his teeth, and growled, "Even as a ghost, I'll haunt this beast!"

Faced with this sudden and almost certain death, the four of them felt no fear or panic whatsoever.

They are all the most qualified warriors who have come this far through countless battles fought in blood and fire.

Even in the last second before death, all they possessed was an absolute calmness as hard as steel!

(End of this chapter)