Comprehensive Network: Starting with Martial Artists to Stack Passive Skills

Chapter 135 Let the Stars Fall!

Kahn swallowed hard, forcing himself to stand up straight: "Without authorization, they jumped into the star system's defense identification zone, and their ship model matches the characteristics of some ships in the rebel [Freedom Wind] fleet."

According to Article 7 of the Imperial Wartime Defense Regulations, I have the right to consider you hostile targets and destroy you.

"Rebels? The winds of freedom?"

Lu Qingfeng recalled the information in Roland's database: a separatist armed group active on the empire's borders, attempting to overthrow imperial rule. "You've already concluded that a dilapidated research vessel with its engines almost completely destroyed is the main force of the rebels? Not even a single communication inquiry?"

Kahn's face darkened. "The rebels have been rampant lately, employing cunning tactics. They've repeatedly disguised themselves as civilian or research vessels to infiltrate and launch attacks. Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free! Any jump signal not reported in advance is considered a top threat!"

"Just three days ago, a rebel fleet disguised as an Imperial transport raided a supply depot in this system, causing heavy casualties and losses of supplies—my vice-captain and many of my brothers died in that attack."

So, is this a case of being easily frightened, coupled with misplaced anger? Or is it that rigid orders and devastating losses have spurred extreme behavior? Or perhaps it's simply—illness! And a very serious one at that!

Lu Qingfeng offered a few seconds of silence. He could sense some of the true emotions in Kahn's words, the pain of losing a comrade and the resulting paranoia.

But this cannot be a reason to attack him. In fact, several citizens on the ship escaped his own clutches but did not escape the clutches of their compatriots.

"Military orders are absolute!" Kahn gritted his teeth. "For the Empire, to prevent greater losses, necessary sacrifices are required—"

"A necessary sacrifice? Well, let me tell you now, your necessary sacrifice has offended me!"

The moment the words fell, a terrifying pressure mixed with killing intent swept across the entire bridge like an invisible tsunami. "Splash!" "Ugh—!"

Except for Kahn, who had the strongest will, he barely managed to keep his body from falling by supporting himself on the control panel with his hands, but even so, his face was pale and blood was seeping from his seven orifices.

As for all the other bridge personnel, including the heavily armed guards, they all failed at least two out of the three assessments, their attributes plummeted, they foamed at the mouth, collapsed to the ground, and completely lost consciousness.

Even more so, a few with weak wills, upon failing the third judgment, had their eyes glaze over and their life force completely extinguished.

Kahn, enduring excruciating pain on a spiritual level and physical weakness, stared in utter horror at the scene before him.

With just a thought, the entire command center of the warship was nearly wiped out! What level of power is this?! Can it really be summed up by a simple word like "disaster"?

"You—who are you—" He wanted to ask who the other person was, but a huge fear materialized and choked him.

"Who I am is not important. What's important is that you guys make me very unhappy."

He stopped in front of Kahn, looking down at the once imposing Imperial Navy captain.

"Didn't you say you were willing to sacrifice for the empire? Fine, let me give your empire a heads-up."

Lu Qingfeng spoke up to remind them, as a dark brown phantom with scarlet and dark blue hues kept appearing.

He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the layers of the warship's decks, landing on the gray-blue planet [Circum-Meteor] outside the porthole. It was one of the core worlds of an empire renowned for its heavy industry and military production, and also the location of the governor's office in this star system.

He has traveled through so many worlds, experiencing good and evil, being human and not, but none of that compares to the negative emotions this planet has brought him. These negative emotions are so great that he wants to tear this planet to pieces at all costs!

"Use this ship to deliver a message to your governor and your so-called superiors."

Lu Qingfeng stretched out his hand, and a powerful, invisible force field instantly enveloped the entire battleship.

Supported by the near-infinite energy reserves of [Void Walk], this steel behemoth weighing tens of thousands of tons began to defy the will of its own propulsion system, slowly changing direction, pointing its bow at the planet below, and starting to accelerate.

Rotation speed calculation in progress — Landing point calculation in progress — Go!

The planet crashed towards its most prosperous and iconic region—the empire's administrative capital—"Tell them that attacking me will come at a price, and how your planet has become so filthy!"

Lu Qingfeng's calm voice echoed in the deathly silent bridge, and also reached the few remaining conscious cabins through the warship's not-yet-completely-damaged internal communication system.

"Since you prefer to use force, then I'll use your force to smash down your doors and get to the bottom of this!"

"What exactly is going on with this empire?"

"As for you," Lu Qingfeng glanced at Colonel Kahn, whose face was contorted with weightlessness and immense fear from the ship's uncontrolled descent, "take you, your ship, and your damned empire, and go down to serve your country!"

After saying that, his figure blurred again, and he activated [Void Walk], disappearing directly from the bridge.

All that remained was the out-of-control, accelerating battleship, which transformed into a meteorite hurtling towards the capital of the planet beneath its feet.

Lu Qingfeng himself had already appeared in the void not far from the warship. The azure flames held him back, making him ignore the laws of physics and float in the universe without moving. Now it was time to wait for the result. He watched as the steel behemoth he had smashed down, trailing a long tail of flame, broke through the atmosphere, carrying the kinetic energy he had given it and still fully loaded with ammunition, crashing down hard towards one of the symbols of the empire's power.

However, no matter how much scheming and death occurs high above, it has nothing to do with the powerful and wealthy on the ground.

For example, in a manor in the central area, two people dressed differently from the workers in the outermost industrial zone are talking.

"Sir Capiocy, the girl you sent over the other day was absolutely delicious! I haven't had such a lovely little treat in ages!"

"My lord, all of this is thanks to you. It is an honor for these lowly people of the city to give their lives for you!"

"Good, good! Do you have any new girls? I shared this dish at the banquet, and several adults also praised it highly."

"My lord, I must remind you once again, the capital city has plenty of ingredients like these, ready to sacrifice themselves for you at any time!"