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

Three thousand meters underground!

Outside.

The sound of the guards' footsteps had long since faded into the distance.

A sickening metallic scraping sound echoed down the corridor!

Zizizi!

High-frequency hot-melt cutting blades are gnawing at the defense array.

Sparks flew everywhere!

"Hold on! Everyone, hold on!"

Adela gripped the particle pistol tightly, her hand throbbing with pain.

Sweat poured down his forehead, and his once elegant silver hair was now a tangled mess.

The magnificent robes of the consul were tattered and torn.

He huddled behind the cover, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Beside him, a dozen elite Imperial Guards huddled together.

These guys, who usually look down on everyone else, had fear written all over their eyes.

They heard it.

The terracotta boots pounded the ground with a dull thud.

The chainsaw sword growled, thirsting for flesh and blood.

"My lord... it's no use."

A guard's weapon slipped from his hand and he fell to the ground, his voice hoarse.

"Even the main guns of warships can't penetrate their armor; they're monsters..."

He slumped against the wall, pleading in a tearful voice:

"Our toys can't hurt them at all!"

"Shut up!"

Adela roared hysterically and kicked the soldier hard in the face.

"I am the ruler of the Featherfall Civilization! I am a higher life form!"

"Those monkeys...how could they possibly beat me!"

He doesn't want to die.

Three thousand years of rule, endless wealth.

He hasn't had enough of this power yet.

Sizzle—!

The door let out a piercing scream.

A single crimson glow shines through the center of the heavy alloy door panel.

The red dots spread rapidly.

It turned into a fiery orange color, and then...

boom!!

The door panel shattered into a blinding white light!

The high temperature instantly filled the sealed room.

The air was scorching and distorted, each breath burning my lungs.

Adela staggered backward and bumped into the control panel.

Outside.

Lei Zhanping held up the heavy hot melt gun.

The gun spewed out jets of high temperature powerful enough to melt through the surface of a star.

"Open the door."

The voice coming from the helmet communicator was muffled and chilling.

Pull the trigger!

The alloy door, strong enough to withstand a nuclear explosion, shattered in the face of the molten jet.

Molten iron splashed all over the ground, sending up pungent white smoke.

Boom!

The half-melted broken door was kicked away by the giant steel boot.

A burly figure stepped through the flames into this last refuge.

The power armor was covered in charred scratches.

The purple blood plasma had dried and formed a dark crust on the surface of the armor.

Lei Zhan turned off the smoking hot melt gun and drew his power sword from his waist.

Om-!

The blade trembled, and the disintegrating force field emitted a deadly creak.

"No...don't come any closer!"

Adela completely broke down.

He pulled the trigger like a madman.

call out!call out!

The high-energy particle beam struck the chest armor, only causing a few sparks to fly.

The giant's steps did not falter in the slightest.

The shadow of the former ruler loomed over him.

"kill!"

Two Imperial Guards roared and charged forward.

A flash of blue light.

There were no fancy moves, just a simple horizontal slash.

puff!

Two heads shot into the sky.

The body lay at Lei Zhan's feet, and bloodstains spread rapidly.

The gun in Adra's hand fell to the ground.

His knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

A foul stench emanated from his crotch.

"Don't kill me...please! I have money! I have skills!"

He was crying and sneezing, his forehead slamming heavily against the metal floor with a loud thud.

"I am the consul! I can help you manage those slaves..."

Swish!

A giant ceramic hand reached out.

They grabbed his throat with their five fingers and lifted him into the air.

Adela kicked her legs wildly, her face turning a deep liver color.

He stared intently at the blue helmet in front of him.

A chilling aura emanated from behind the red goggles.

"Managing slaves?"

Lei Zhan's voice was filled with sarcasm.

"An empire has no need for slave owners."

"The Empire only wants your life. Go and offer it as a sacrifice to your fellow humans in the mines."

Click!

Lei Zhan slightly tightened his fingers, and the sound of his neck bones cracking could be clearly heard.

Excruciating pain swept over my entire body.

But the empire would not allow him to be free so quickly.

"Tie him up."

Lei Zhan casually tossed the mud-like Edra to the warrior behind him.

"The battle group commander has ordered: capture them alive."

"Let him see with his own eyes how his civilization is reduced to ashes."

……

The battle lasted all day.

This was a one-sided harvest.

The once bustling crystal city is now nothing but charred remains.

The collapsed skyscraper, broken and dilapidated, points straight to the sky.

The streets were littered with alien corpses.

Lu Xiao's orders were relayed to every combat unit:

eliminate!

Whether it's soldiers with guns or ordinary people hiding at the bottom of society.

As long as it's that race with pale purple skin who takes pleasure in enslaving humans...

Kill them all.

The chainsaw sword continued to roar.

The roar of the bolter echoed throughout the night.

In this universe, kindness is a deadly poison.

Eradicating the root of the problem is the greatest responsibility we can take to humanity.

The next morning.

The smoke of battle had not yet dissipated, and the air was filled with the stench of blood.

Burial grounds for slave concentration camps.

Millions of slaves huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Insects, lizardmen, aliens...

Most of them are human.

They were ragged and emaciated.

His eyes were numb, and his body was covered with whip marks.

Boom!Boom!

Heavy footsteps approached from afar.

Lu Xiao was wearing a deep blue precision-engineered power armor, and his red cape fluttered in the wind.

He wasn't wearing a helmet, and his face was as cold and stern as a marble sculpture.

Lu Xiao stopped and glanced at the dark sea of ​​slaves.

His eyes were filled with disgust when he looked at the alien.

When he looked at his fellow human beings, his knuckles unconsciously clenched.

"Commander."

Company Commander Wang Yanbing strode over and saluted.

"The camp has been cleared. There are 1.8 million humans, and the rest are alien prisoners of war."

He paused, then spoke in a low voice:

"What do we do with these aliens? Some of them even led the way."

Lu Xiao turned her head, her gaze extremely cold.

"victim?"

Lu Xiao's voice was soft, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly:

"In this universe, those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts."

"Today they are the victims, but tomorrow, when we are weak, they will be the new masters wielding the whip."

Lu Xiao raised his hand and pointed at the alien slaves.

"Look at this universe, with its hordes of soldiers, where is there any peace?"

"It's either conquest or slaughter."

"The empire's resources, every grain of food, must be reserved for its own people."

Lu Xiao swung his hand down, making a decapitation gesture.

"Pass on my orders."

"Execute all aliens on the spot! Leave no one alive!"

Wang Yanbing's body stiffened, and he immediately brought his heels together.

"Yes, Your Majesty! For the Emperor!"

Da da da da!

Laser beams intertwined to form a deadly web.

There was no trial, no defense.

Blood stained the black soil of the mining area.

One million eight hundred thousand human slaves were unharmed.

They stared at the alien lying in a pool of blood, still not understanding what had happened.

Until an Astartes warrior walked up to them and removed his heavy helmet.

That was a human face.

"Fellow countrymen."

The soldier's voice was solemn and deep:

"Raise your head."

"The monster that enslaved you is dead. From this day forward, no one will dare to crack the whip on you again."

"Because the Empire has arrived!"

In the crowd, a gaunt old man shakily raised his head, and turbid tears welled up in his eyes.

"Humans...human beings..."

He knelt on the ground and wailed loudly.

Millions of people knelt on the scorched earth, their cries shaking the heavens.

Lu Xiao put his helmet back on, his knuckles turning white.

"The medical team is entering the field."

"Give them food, give them water, tell them..."

"They are the people of the empire."

……

three days later.

Tianren-7, Strategic Command Center.

"Commander, the data is in!"

Li Erniu rushed in, clutching a data board, his face full of fervor.

"Five hundred billion!"

"A staggering 50 billion human slaves! Just how many people have these beasts captured?!"

Five hundred billion.

This is an astronomical fortune, the cornerstone of civilization's revival.

With these 50 billion people, the factories will be running at full capacity.

"Five hundred billion..."

Lu Xiao stared at the star map, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

The thousands of years of plunder by the Featherfall Civilization have all become a wedding dress for the empire.

"This is the bloodline of the empire, and the spark of its revival."

Lu Xiao turned around, her cloak drawing a cold arc.

"Pass on my orders."

"Select 30 billion young adults to be transported back to the solar system; the rest will remain here."

He pointed his finger heavily at the mother star of the Featherfall.

"This area will be renamed the Armageddon Sector."

"As an outpost of the empire, this place will become our granary and mine."

"in addition……"

Lu Xiao looked at Adela, who was tied up in the corner.

The former governor was no longer human; he was like a lump of mud.

"Put him in a static field."

"In the future, if we encounter any ignorant civilizations, we'll bring them out and expose them."