Comprehensive Network: Starting with Martial Artists to Stack Passive Skills

Chapter 140 It was fate that ruined you.

Wherever it passes, the atmosphere is ionized, forming a dazzling aurora borealis – the final splendor before destruction.

"Boom! Boom boom!!!"

The beam of light landed, and the shockwave, far exceeding that of a small nuclear explosion, spread instantly, evaporating and vaporizing everything within a radius of several kilometers.

The earth was melted into a giant crater hundreds of meters deep, and the rocks turned into a glassy lava lake.

However, at the core of the explosion, a pale purple hemispherical force field stood majestically.

Lu Qingfeng hovered within, activating his stance. With his almost limitless energy, he condensed a protective force field—it couldn't be simpler!

Although I didn't contribute much myself, I've said it countless times: technique! Hand multiplication zone!

Ripples spread across the force field's surface, directing most of the energy to both sides, while the small amount that could not be deflected was also neutralized by the counteracting force.

"The power is decent, but unfortunately, it's useless if it misses!"

Having gained access to such immense power, Lu Qingfeng was naturally not going to just be a foolish, reckless man. Even if he only had this access in this one instance, it would be enough for this martial artist to make the most of it!

【Stance - Extreme (Iv.ma+1)】: Lu Qingfeng independently comprehends martial arts, which, when deployed, can absorb up to a certain amount of external damage (damage assessment required).

What exactly is a "manipulation-type martial artist"?

Enough said: It's time to fight back!

Lu Qingfeng stepped into the void again, leaving behind an energy illusion and force field projection that continued to interfere with the radar.

The true entity had already appeared atop a Void Nest Mother several kilometers away.

Lu Qingfeng's virtual air force has also collided head-on with the first wave of strikes sent by the Imperial Fleet.

Chains of lightning spewed from the Void Dragons leaped through the aircraft, instantly paralyzing the electronic systems of dozens of fighters. The Marauders' plasma cannons fired into the air, blasting Imperial fighters to pieces one after another.

The Imperial aircraft retaliated fiercely, raining down missiles and unleashing a storm of metal from their machine guns.

Void units were constantly being shot down and destroyed, but more units poured out of the vortex on the ground, one after another.

On the track, Admiral Victor frowned as he watched the rapidly decreasing friendly aircraft signals and the ever-increasing enemy unit readings on the tactical screen.

"Report: The first wave of air strikes suffered more than 40% losses and failed to effectively eliminate surface threats. The energy response of individual targets has not weakened but has continued to increase."

"How is the ground troop movement progressing?"

"Three regiments have forcibly landed via airdrop pods and are engaged in combat with subspace creatures, but their advance is slow and casualties are high."

The casualties are severe. Enemy units possess some form of regeneration and transformation ability; the corpses of our fallen soldiers will be rapidly transformed into new enemies.

"Where is the psionic squad?"

"Already deployed to the battlefield, but the enemy possesses high-intensity psionic suppression units, putting us at a disadvantage in direct confrontation. Additionally, a sudden surge in the planet's negative emotion conversion efficiency has been detected, with energy concentration rising exponentially."

Victor remained silent for a moment, tapping his fingers on the command console. He had initially thought this was just a particularly audacious warp creature, but who would have thought it would be this troublesome? Left with no other choice, he issued a new order: "Activate Divine Purification! Authorize the use of Cyclone Torpedoes, and use them on the vulnerable points of the circumpolar planet's crust! Since it cannot be eliminated, then completely destroy the entire planet along with the contamination."

"General! The Cyclone Torpedo is an Extinction Order-level weapon!" The adjutant didn't continue, because he knew his general knew the consequences.

"Execute orders! We cannot allow the warp to establish a permanent outpost here. For the Empire, sacrifice is necessary!"

Seconds later, the abdominal armor of the [Unyielding Faith] slid open, and a silver-gray missile, hundreds of meters long, was slowly launched, engraved with golden skull runes.

This is the Whirlwind Torpedo, one of the Empire's most powerful planet-destroying weapons.

However, just as the torpedo was about to be ignited and launched, a sudden change occurred.

A dark purple figure appeared without warning outside the observation window of the bridge of the "Unyielding Faith" ship, and met Admiral Victor's eyes through the thick glass window.

It was Lu Qingfeng.

He somehow managed to bypass the fleet's heavy defenses once again, breaking through layers of shields and armor, and teleporting to the core area of ​​the flagship.

Victor's pupils contracted sharply, and he almost instinctively reached for the alarm, but Lu Qingfeng was faster. Almost instantly, he spread his right hand and pressed it against the observation window.

"Snap snap—"

The composite glass window, capable of withstanding direct hits from a warship's main gun, was instantly covered in cracks before shattering with a deafening roar.

A violent surge of energy and killing intent flooded the bridge like a tangible tide. All electronic equipment crackled and sparks flew. The crew members collapsed to the ground screaming as if struck by an invisible hammer.

Despite the excruciating pain in his head, Victor drew his power sword from his side, the blade radiating a blue-white energy field: "For the Emperor!!!"

He roared and charged at Lu Qingfeng, his sword flashing like thunder. As the commander-in-chief, he was suddenly beheaded. His only option was to die for his country!

Facing the oncoming power sword, Lu Qingfeng smiled, raised his left hand, and gently pinched it between his index and middle fingers.

"clang!"

The power sword, powerful enough to slice through tank armor, was firmly held between his two fingers, unable to advance an inch.

The energy field on the sword rubbed violently against the void force field, emitting dazzling sparks.

"Commendable courage," Lu Qingfeng commented casually, tightening his grip slightly, "but unfortunately, lacking strength."

"Snap!"

The power sword broke instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Qingfeng reached out with his right hand, grabbed Victor by the throat, and lifted him off the ground.

Victor struggled, his face turning red, but his eyes showed no fear, only determination.

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

Lu Qingfeng gave him no more chances and closed his fingers.

"Pfft."

Imperial Navy Admiral Victor Rein, Commander of the Seventh Expeditionary Strike Group, had his neck broken, his life force extinguished, and his soul decayed as the void eroded him.

[Leader-level elite unit detected — meets the conditions for efficient conversion —]

[Transforming in progress]

The purplish-black energy enveloped Victor's corpse and the broken power sword, causing them to rapidly twist and deform.

A few seconds later, a Void Commander wearing a tattered naval uniform emerged from its cocoon.

Lu Qingfeng released his grip, allowing the newly formed Void Commander to kneel on one knee and submit to him: "For—the Emperor!"

The word "submission" is a bit inappropriate; has this person become obsessed with imperial power? In this interstellar age, how can such a bizarre political system still exist?

Let's not talk about that anymore. Lu Qingfeng looked around at the mess on the bridge, walked to the main control console, and looked at the Cyclone torpedoes still in the launch preparation state on the screen, as well as the panicked communication requests from other ships in the fleet.

"Now, this fleet is mine."

Lu Qingfeng, feeling smug, reached out and pressed his hand against the main control panel, communicating with the void in the darkness. The invisible erosion spread wildly along the warship's communication network and energy lines.

"You are all part of my empire."

Inspired by this, the lights of the imperial warships began to flicker, their shields changed color from azure to dark purple, and their cannons slowly turned, aiming at their former allies—

"All troops, heed my command! Commit suicide and return to heaven!"

Civil war has broken out in the planet's orbit!

On the surface of the circumpolar planet, the Imperial ground forces, having lost unified command, were doomed to defeat in the face of an endless army of void forces.

The entire planet is rapidly sliding towards complete voidification.

The progress of the "Glory of the Void" quest has surged again.