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

Frazier.

Atto drew his command sword.

Angel Yan crashed into the mud, her body heaving violently.

"These are Keisha's left-wing guards."

Atto flicked the blood off his sword and looked down at the defeated man at his feet.

He turned around and stared at the man in black armor a few hundred meters away.

Ge Xiaolun's body was pierced by the greatsword, and he looked like he had lost his soul, with empty eyes.

"Your turn, Galactic Force."

Ato strode forward, his demonic wings unfurling behind him, stirring up the rain-soaked sky.

Just then, Yan forcibly activated the energy within his body.

[Calculating the spatial wormhole]

[Target: Galaxy Force Ge Xiaolun]

Destination: Earth

The space behind Ge Xiaolun began to distort.

A vortex appeared out of nowhere, and a powerful suction force enveloped his body.

"Walk……"

Yan's lips didn't move, but her voice went straight into Ge Xiaolun's mind.

The next second, the wormhole swallowed the power of the galaxy.

The space closed instantly.

Atuo didn't stop and followed him inside.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared on Yan's chest.

[Secondary biological engine successfully started]

thump.

She suddenly opened her eyes.

The muddy water got into his trachea, triggering a violent cough.

"Cough cough...cough..."

She rolled over, gripping the muddy ground with both hands to prop herself up. Excruciating pain shot through her spine, every cell screaming in agony.

"energy……"

Yan gritted her teeth and shakily straightened up.

She looked up at the sky.

Atto is gone.

That monster went after Ge Xiaolun. Given Galaxy Force's current state, encountering it would be certain death.

"We must... go back."

Yan raised his hand, his fingertips tracing patterns in the air.

Space distorted again.

This time, the wormhole was extremely unstable, with dangerous electric sparks flickering at its edges, as if it could collapse at any moment.

Without hesitation, she plunged in.

……

Earth, China.

This is a third-tier city located inland, whose name has become irrelevant in the flames of war.

The sky was a deathly gray.

Smoke and dust formed a thick haze in the atmosphere. Sunlight couldn't penetrate this barrier, casting only dim, sickly patches of light. Along the streets, most of the shop shutters had been forcibly pried open, revealing dark, gaping interiors. The wind swirled waste newspapers across the empty streets.

There are no living people left here.

"Click."

The black scales on its feet shattered the glass shards on the ground.

This is a mutated demon.

He was probably a truck driver or a dockworker before. Because of his strong physique, he survived the genetic virus spread by Morgana and completed his evolution.

He now has a pair of fleshy wings on his back, his skin is as rough as crocodile skin, and his nails have turned into sharp claws.

"This feels... fucking awesome."

The demon took a deep sniff of the air, which smelled of burning.

He raised his hand, and a dark purple energy ball gathered in his palm.

boom!

He casually tossed it aside.

The energy ball slammed into an abandoned armored truck parked on the roadside. The thick bulletproof steel plate was instantly blasted through, the entire truck flipped twice, and crashed heavily into the green belt, billowing black smoke.

"See that?"

The demon turned around, grinned at his two companions behind him, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth.

"With my current strength, I could slap my former boss to death."

The two demons following behind were slightly smaller, but equally ferocious. One of them was crouching on a lamppost.

"Third brother, don't be too arrogant."

The crouching demon spat out a piece of broken bone.

"We are only the first generation of mutants. Above us are the Great Demon and Lord Atto."

"What's there to be afraid of?"

The third brother spat disdainfully.

"I feel full of energy right now. Even if a tank came at me, I could take it apart."

"Tanks are nothing."

The third demon remained silent. He leaned against a broken wall, holding a military telescope he had ripped off, staring intently at the end of the street.

"Haven't you heard? There's been a lot of trouble up north lately."

"You mean those blue-skinned monsters?"

The third brother chuckled.

"When I was still human, I heard those model builders brag about things like Space Marines and Imperial Angels, saying that killing people was like mowing grass."

He walked to a crushed car, reached out and grabbed the door, and pulled hard.

He ripped the entire car door off.

"See, I can do it too."

The third brother threw the car door out like a frisbee, cutting off half of the utility pole.

"I think it's all hype. What Space Marines? They're probably just a bunch of special forces soldiers wearing tin cans. If I ever ran into them, I'd peel off their tin cans and see if they have two eyes and a mouth inside."

The demon crouching on the streetlight chuckled.

"I heard their armor is quite valuable. If we can kill one and present it to the Queen, we might get a promotion."

"A promotion? I want to be the captain!"

The third brother became more and more excited as he spoke, his fleshy wings flapping behind him, bringing with them a gust of fishy wind.

"If they dare to come, I'll show them what it means to be..."

"Shut up!"

The demon on guard suddenly growled.

He threw away the binoculars, pressed himself against the wall, and his scaly face became extremely ugly.

"What's wrong? Got scared?"

The third brother turned around in dissatisfaction.

The ground is shaking.

The sentry demon pointed to the ground.

The third brother lowered his head.

The pebbles on the ground were bouncing. Fine ripples spread across the surface of the puddle.

A deep, rumbling sound came from below the distant horizon. At first, it sounded like muffled thunder, but it quickly became continuous, the simultaneous roar of dozens of colossal beasts.

That was the roar of an engine.

It wasn't the screeching of a sports car, nor the sound of tank tracks, but pure mechanical violence, the roar of a large-displacement fusion engine squeezing out power.

"They're here."

The demon on guard trembled.

"What's here?"

The third brother hadn't reacted yet.

At the horizon, smoke and dust billowed up. The gray smog was brutally torn apart, and twenty-six blue shadows sliced ​​through the lifeless city.

That's a motorcycle.

Each wheel was taller than a person, its massive tires crushing the paving stones. The vehicle was covered in heavy blue armor, the golden double-headed eagle insignia gleaming coldly. A group of giants sat atop it, clad in blue power armor, massive shoulder armor, and pairs of visors that flashed red light.

"Is this what Space Marines are like?"

The third brother was stunned.

The overwhelming sense of oppression made his genetic instincts scream. This was the ant seeing a steamroller.

The convoy did not slow down.

On the lead motorcycle, Lu Xiao gripped the handlebars with one hand and pressed a button on the side of his helmet. In his field of vision, the avian detector was providing data.

[Alien signal detected]

Quantity: 3

[Distance: 400 meters]

Threat Level: Extremely Low

Lu Xiao didn't even raise her head.

"Wang Yanbing".

"arrive."

Wang Yanbing, who was right behind Lu Xiao, responded.

"Those three idiots are blocking the way."

"clear."

Wang Yanbing did not adjust his posture. He released his right hand and took the explosive pistol from the outside of his thigh.

The motorcycle sped along at 180 kilometers per hour.

Wang Yanbing raised his gun. He hadn't aimed properly; the muzzle was simply an extension of his arm.

boom! boom! boom!

Three gunshots. Three perfectly rhythmic single shots.

Each exploding shell was accompanied by a distinctive propulsion sound. That was the rhythm of death.

Four hundred meters away.

The third brother had just opened his mouth, wanting to shout to bolster his courage, when the first explosive bomb pierced his mouth. No blood splattered; the bomb exploded right in the center of his skull. The kinetic energy, combined with the high explosive, instantly blasted his head into a pile of minced meat.

The headless corpse swayed twice before falling straight to the ground.

Then came the second. Just as the demon on the lamppost was about to jump, the explosive struck him in the chest. The force, enough to destroy an armored vehicle, tore his upper body apart, leaving only his legs dangling precariously.

The third shot. The sentry tried to crawl into the sewers, but he only managed to turn halfway around. The bomb struck his back, shattering his spine, and the shockwave turned his internal organs into a turmoil.

Three shots. Three seconds.

The three mutated demons turned into three piles of rotten flesh.

The motorcycle convoy roared past. Huge tires crushed the third brother's body, pressing his torso into the asphalt, turning it into a bloody pulp.

Lu Xiao didn't turn around. This level of battle wasn't even a warm-up.

"Company Commander."

Lei Zhan's voice came through the communication channel.

"How many waves is this already?"

Lu Xiao glanced at the mileage.

"It's been over 200 kilometers since we left Giant City."

"I'm asking how many waves of these scum were killed."

Lei Zhan easily rode his motorcycle over the wreckage of a bus.

"Too many to count."

Lei Zhan sighed.

"These bastards are like cockroaches, you can't kill them all. And they're all mentally ill, incredibly weak, yet they insist on running into the line of fire."

"Because they gained power."

Lu Xiao responded coldly.

"For ordinary people, this power to tear steel apart would burn their brains and create the illusion of omnipotence."

He twisted the throttle, and the engine roared again.

"What we need to do is clean up all this debris."

"How to treat it?"

Wang Yanbing hung the explosive gun back on his lap.

Lu Xiao stared ahead. Another group of dark figures appeared on the horizon; yet another Taotie patrol team was attempting to establish a defensive line.

"Use explosives to deal with it."

Lu Xiao drew his chainsaw sword and pressed the start button.

"Everyone has it."

"Form a wedge formation and break through them."

"For the Emperor!"