The player is playing like a god, and has already advanced to Space Marine level at the start.

The flagship crashed.

For these gluttons who consider the chain of command their lifeline, this is not just losing a firepower platform; it's having their brains ripped out.

In the sky, the cruciform flagship looked like a giant whale that had been gutted, trailing hundreds of meters of thick smoke and flames, tilting to one side amidst the ear-piercing sound of metal twisting.

It crashed heavily into the uninhabited area on the outskirts of Tianhe City.

The shockwave whipped up a dust cloud hundreds of meters high, shattering the last vestiges of courage in the Taotie army into dust.

"Flagship...the flagship is gone!"

"Disconnected! Commander's signal lost!"

"Retreat! Back to outer space!"

The scattered Taotie soldiers, who had been desperately clinging to life in the ruins, were completely thrown into chaos.

Their proud aerospace-grade technology was as brittle as a biscuit in the face of that blue giant's chainsaw sword.

The defeat spread across the battlefield like a plague.

A Taotie soldier threw away his energy gun and frantically climbed up the flight pedals, wanting nothing more than to get as far away from this meat grinder called "Tianhe City" as possible.

Then came the second, and the third.

The countless black dots scattered like startled flies, running around aimlessly.

On the ground, Lu Xiao held the still-bleeding chainsaw sword in one hand, looking up at the group of stray dogs.

The modified auditory organs were filled with the terrified screams of aliens and the piercing screech of overloaded thrusters.

"escape?"

Lu Xiao snorted coldly.

The sound, amplified by the power armor's loudspeakers, was muffled like rolling thunder, making it hard to breathe.

"Who gave you permission to leave the battlefield without my consent?"

"System, switch weapon modules."

[Command confirmed]

[Equipped with: Heavy Arrow Storm Gloves (Dual Set)]

[In Service: Backpack-mounted Hurricane Missile Launcher]

A burst of golden light erupted.

Lu Xiao's already imposing physique swelled even more.

On the outside of the standard power armor, a thick layer of Gravis ceramic steel plate was welded out of thin air.

His arms were tightly wrapped by a thick, twin-barreled automatic bolter, and his shoulders carried two honeycomb-shaped miniature missile pods.

Now, he is a walking fortress.

"For the Emperor, for humanity."

"Heretics must be purged."

Lu Xiao raised his arms horizontally, and the hatch of the missile pod on his shoulder popped open.

"Fire."

call out--!

Dozens of miniature molten metal missiles, trailing pale white flames, like the tentacles of death, instantly seized the few individual aircraft that were the fastest to escape.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sky became a fireworks display.

Each fireball that exploded meant that a Taotie soldier, along with its aircraft, was reduced to parts.

"Don't stop! Let these aliens remember that Earth isn't a public toilet where you can come and go as you please."

Lu Xiao's Storm Gloves on both arms began to roar.

Da da da da da da—!

This isn't shooting; it's a baptism of metal storm.

Large-caliber explosive projectiles drew out a dense net of fire in mid-air, and those Taotie that had not yet had time to gain altitude were blown up in mid-air like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Severed limbs mixed with blue blood dripped and soaked the streets of Tianhe City.

This is a one-sided purge.

It is also an artistic performance about death.

……

Several dark-black Dawnlight transport planes finally crashed through the clouds.

"Super Soldier Company, prepare for rappelling!"

"Cheer up! Tianhe City has fallen, and it's teeming with Taotie monsters. This is going to be a tough battle!"

Lena's voice sounded strained on the channel.

As the team leader, she had to hold her ground.

"receive!"

"I, Lord Xin, can't wait any longer!"

"Fuck him!"

The cabin door opened, and Ge Xiaolun, Liu Chuang, Zhao Xin, and their group, with hearts set on dying a heroic death, jumped out of the cabin.

However, when they landed and got into position, ready to face a hail of bullets, they were completely dumbfounded.

The wind, carrying the smoke of gunpowder, swept through the desolate streets.

The envisioned apocalyptic scene of flying energy beams and gluttonous beasts roaming the ground was nowhere to be seen.

As far as the eye could see, there were only ruins.

The corpses of the Taotie were piled up into a small mountain, and fragments of the giant mecha covered the entire street.

That once-mighty cruciform flagship was lying several kilometers away, belching black smoke.

The battlefield was eerily quiet.

"What... what's going on?"

Liu Chuang awkwardly held the large axe in mid-air.

"Where's nobody? Where are the aliens?"

"Over there!"

Qilin pointed to the end of the street.

Everyone looked in the direction indicated.

In the center of the ruins, a blue steel giant stood with its back to them.

He stood on a pile of Taotie corpses, and the missile rack on his shoulder was still emitting wisps of smoke.

Seemingly hearing a noise, the giant slowly turned around.

At that moment, everyone in the Super Soldier Company held their breath.

That wasn't a murderous aura directed at them, but rather a pure, malevolent aura that had just emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

As the crimson goggles swept over him, even with his divine body, Ge Xiaolun felt a chill run down his spine.

"This...this is that big shot?"

Ge Xiaolun swallowed.

"So big?"

"That is..."

Rose's pupils contracted.

"Lu Xiao?"

Lu Xiao stared at the group of "super soldiers" dressed in black armor, his brows furrowed under his helmet.

A bunch of newbies.

Their equipment was mediocre, and their tactical skills were practically nonexistent.

They stood so close together it looked like they were waiting for grenades, their eyes revealing a clear-eyed stupidity.

"The battle was over before it even began?"

Zhao Xin scratched his head, bewildered.

"Are we too late?"

Lu Xiao stopped three meters in front of Lena, looking down at the goddess of the blazing sun.

"Is this what they call the Super Soldier Company?"

Lu Xiao's voice was icy cold and utterly contemptuous.

"It takes me ages to clean up the battlefield. If it were a real war, your bodies would be cold by now."

"you!"

Lena was about to explode, but seeing the fierce battle around her, she swallowed her words back.

He took on an entire fleet single-handedly, so he certainly has the right to show off.

"Since you're here, don't just sit around."

Lu Xiao pointed to the flagship wreckage in the distance.

"Go and finish off those that aren't quite dead yet. That's called finishing them off, understand? Stop wandering around like a tourist."

After saying that, Lu Xiao ignored the group of children who were still breastfeeding.

He turned to look at the other end of Tianhe City, in the direction of the area where the Deno descendants gathered.

He was calculating a big picture in his mind.

The Battle of Tianhe City was a disaster for Earthlings, but in his eyes, it was a perfect opportunity to reshuffle the deck.

"Ducao".

Lu Xiao murmured the name in his heart, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

This old bastard has been hiding on Earth for so many years, relying on his reputation as a warmonger.

Holding advanced technology that surpasses Earth's by thousands of years, they're setting up this "Super God Academy," releasing it bit by bit like squeezing toothpaste.

This is a typical human trafficker mentality: waiting for the right price to go.

"System, bring up the distribution map of the Deno survivors."

[Marked]

The retina was covered with a dense array of red dots.

Lu Xiao sneered.

These Deno descendants, though called refugees, are actually all descendants of the elites of the Deno star system from back then.

They consume the Earth's resources, yet remain detached from society, listening only to Dukao.

"Tens of millions of people, excellent labor force and cannon fodder."

Lu Xiao's mindset instantly switched to imperial mode.

In the cruel universe, there are no innocent people, only resources.

"There's no need for something like Super God Academy, which is just child's play."

Now that he's here, Earth's defenses must be handled according to his rules.

What "Galactic Force" or "Nostalgic War God"? Those are the Emperor's property, not Dukao's private army.

The academy was forcibly dissolved, and all genetic data was taken over.

As for those high-ranking executives at Denuo.

"Kill them all."

Keeping it is a potential hazard.

This group of people have no sense of belonging to Earth; their minds are filled with thoughts of restoring the German Empire.

Sending Ducao to mine coal for his entire life would be a good use of his talents.

The high-ranking officials executed him directly as a warning to others.

Those tens of millions of survivors were just the right people to be incorporated into the "atonement camps".

We were sent as the first batch of cannon fodder and laborers to repair planetary defense orbits.

As for the hidden technologies...

Lu Xiao clenched his fist, the metal gloves creaking.

"The principle of 'borrowing' (or simply adopting) is understood, don't you?"

"These are all gifts from the Emperor; you are merely temporary custodians."

Talking about human rights?

That's a privilege only the dead have.

……

Above Tianhe City, above the clouds.

Two pure white figures hovered, their wings shimmering in the sunlight.

Angel Yan withdrew her Eye of Insight, a rare look of shock appearing on her exquisite face.

Moy, standing next to him, had his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.

"That's... the end?"

Moy pointed to the pile of scrap metal below.

"Sister Yan, that was incredibly fast! From the moment he landed to the flagship crashing, less than twenty minutes had passed!"

"That's the flagship of the Gluttonous Vanguard. Even if we high-ranking angels didn't use fiery bombardment, we couldn't have reached it this quickly, could we?"

Moi felt her worldview had collapsed.

What was expected to be a tough battle turned into a one-sided massacre.

That guy in the blue can looked like a thug who stormed into a kindergarten.

They disregard reason, martial ethics, and even science.

Yan crossed her arms over her chest, her golden hair dancing wildly in the wind.

"Moi, did you see that?"

"Without dark energy driving it, without algorithmic calculations, it relies entirely on that ridiculously tough armor and that saw."

Yan recalled the image of Lu Xiao charging through the flagship corridor.

The moment the chainsaw sword tore through the shield wall, even she, the left-wing guard, felt her blood boil.

"I used to think that the boarding tactics used by Space Marines were inefficient."

"After all, the mainstream approach is beyond-visual-range strikes and conceptual rewriting."

"But now."

She stared at Lu Xiao, who was herding the Super Soldier Company like sheep on the ground, and chuckled softly.

"Now I understand why those Astartes are so keen on boarding."

"That's fucking simple and straightforward."

If someone is tough enough, sending them in can dismantle everything from the inside.

"Only a monster like him could pull off this kind of tactic."

Mo Yi smacked her lips.

"If you switched to a super soldier, he would have been instantly killed by focused fire as soon as he went in. This guy's defense is simply outrageous."

"It's not just about defense."

Yan's eyes were deep and profound.

"He doesn't have a gene engine, or even a dark dimension. This means that Karl's Void Engine is ineffective against him, and Morgana's wormhole tactics can't counter him either."

"and."

Yan recalled the phrase "For the Emperor".

"He had an almost fanatical faith in that 'Emperor,' even more extreme than Queen Keisha's just order."

"Loyalty that is not absolute is absolute disloyalty."

Yan repeated it in a low voice.

"Interesting, very interesting."

"The stagnant waters of Earth have finally been stirred up."

"Sister Yan, shall we go now?"

"No rush."

Yan shook her head and flapped her wings lightly.

"He's too menacing now; anyone who touches him will get burned."

"I have a feeling that Lu Xiao's next move will be even more astonishing than this battle."

"That old bastard Ducao is in big trouble."