Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Primal Tenfold Talent

Mu Feng stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. "Brothers, the rules for this 'Planet Trial' are the same as before: the use of weapons, armor, and other equipment of grade B or higher is prohibited, the use of detectors is prohibited, and area attacks are prohibited."

He swiped his fingertip across the virtual screen, and the points rules appeared.

Killing natives below planetary level earns 1 point.

Planetary-level native, 10 points

A permanent resident of the Star-level, with 1 million points.

After the trial ends, the top three will receive rewards based on their scores.

The player with the highest score will receive the "Gilded Guardian".

The "Gilded Guardian" is made primarily of D9 grade gilded metal and contains an intelligent system, making it function just like a real person! It can also speak and perform tasks.

Moreover, gilt is a shape-memory metal, which can change shape at will. As long as the attack power does not exceed the limit of tolerance, it can easily deflect the impact!

If the "Silver Guardian" is just a static-level guard, then the Gold Guardian is a super advanced version.

Their basic strength alone is comparable to that of a first-level Domain Lord. Although they are not strong in direct combat, once they are entangled with them, even a high-level Domain Lord would have to spend some time to break free. They are the best bodyguards and protectors.

Hei Zhi's eyes were red as he stared intently at the "Gilded Guardian" on the light screen.

He struggled his whole life and barely managed to accumulate 1000 billion cosmic coins in assets, while the "Golden Guardian" is worth at least 3000 billion cosmic coins!

"The Gilded Guardian is desirable, but we don't have the ability to obtain it. I'll be satisfied with third place."

Qingyun crossed his arms, a slight smile appearing on his ugly, bluish-brown face.

"The prizes aren't important; the most important thing is to enjoy the process. It's been about sixty years since we last started the planetary trial."

A woman with a graceful figure and beautiful face spoke, glancing seductively at Lei Shan beside her as she spoke.

"Let's get started." Lei Shan was surrounded by faint purple lightning, arcs of electricity dancing on the hem of his clothes, his eyes filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Kurokichi, you'll be in charge of this game."

Mu Feng's voice was filled with undisguised fervor, his deep eyes fixed on the planet beneath his feet, embraced by azure oceans and verdant lands, as if he had already foreseen the absurd farce of rebellion that was about to unfold.

"Yes, Your Highness." Hei Zhi bowed respectfully.

The next second, every inch of Ziwei Star.

Whether it's a bustling central metropolis, a remote border village, a research base deep in the ocean, or a cruising aircraft high in the sky, all devices with display functions are instantly enveloped by a blinding crimson light.

The dark-skinned, muscular figure occupied the entire screen.

His once calm face was now flushed red, his pupils burning with excitement, and his expression was fanatical.

He leaned slightly forward and slowly spoke into the camera: "Hello, native inhabitants of the planet Indigenous."

The universal language was instantly translated into the native language of Ziwei Star through an intelligent translation system, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

He paused, his tone condescending and condescending: "Congratulations on having the privilege of participating in the game alongside the princes of advanced civilizations in the universe."

"This is an honor worthy of being recorded in the annals of the planet, and an opportunity that countless inferior races throughout the universe dream of!"

He deliberately emphasized the phrase "long-cherished dream".

"Now, I will announce the rules of this game!"

Hei Zhi paused deliberately for a moment, allowing fear to fester in people's hearts.

He licked his dry lips, a cruel laugh lurking in his voice, "For the next thirty days, you can hide as much as you want, flee for your lives, and use every means possible to survive!"

When he said the words "live on," he deliberately dragged out the words, and the sickly light in his eyes intensified.

"Remember, if you can survive the hunt of Your Highnesses for thirty days, a mysterious grand prize awaits you!"

"That reward is so valuable that it far surpasses the value of a complete life-bearing planet!"

The dark, childlike voice carried a seductive power.

Finally, he abruptly raised his arm, his fingertips pointing directly at the Purple Star ahead, as if sounding the horn of death. His voice suddenly rose, "Now—the slaughter feast officially begins!"

The moment the words fell, two enormous spaceships, each tens of thousands of meters long, simultaneously started their engines in the void of space.

Emits a ghostly blue ion flame from its tail, like two sharp blades tearing through the dark sky, as it hurtles toward the Purple Star at breakneck speed.

It's the dead of night in the northern hemisphere, under the influence of the Purple Star.

Countless people were awakened by a silent tremor. Looking out the window, they saw two dark shadows trailing blue light in the sky, growing larger at a visible speed.

"What is that?"

On rooftops, balconies, and street corners, millions of faces gaze at the sky, their pupils reflecting the approaching cold light.

The menacing hull of the ship loomed in view, every inch of its metal surface gleaming with a dark hue that seemed to belong to a different planet.

The moment the spaceship appeared, countless technological weapons on Ziwei Star simultaneously locked onto it.

"This is the Ziwei Star Federation. You are not welcome here. Please leave immediately!"

Countless points of light surged from the ground, and countless aircraft took off like a swarm of bees, while warnings resounded throughout the sky.

The crimson cone-shaped spaceship completely ignored the warnings.

It didn't even slow down, just kept crushing everything in its path.

The aircraft crashed into the ship's shields, and dazzling fireworks bloomed in the sky, brilliant and beautiful.

......

In the Federal Supreme Command Center, countless instruments flickered with dim light.

On the central screen, footage of the alien spaceship crushing the spacecraft played on a loop.

A burly figure stepped forward.

"Your Excellency, shall we launch a counterattack immediately?" The burly middle-aged man's eyes burned with rage.

"...Have the 'Azure Phoenix' prepared immediately." The governor's expression was serious.

"Yes." The burly middle-aged man immediately issued a counterattack order to the Azure Phoenix.

Above the synchronous orbit of Ziwei Star, the 1360-meter-long space carrier "Qingluan" gleams with a deep blue metallic luster, like a giant star beast lurking in the depths of the universe, slowly baring its fangs.

"Report to command center, the space carrier 'Qingluan' is ready and 12360 kilometers away from the alien spacecraft."

Inside the main control room of the Azure Phoenix warship, dozens of operators stood ready, conducting final checks and calibrations.

"Nine-fold key verification complete."

As the sound rang out, a giant orbital mirror extended from above the Azure Phoenix, like a giant beast opening its eyes.

"Initiate synchronized energy gathering!"

The governor stared intently at the crimson cone-shaped spaceship on the screen.

"Buzz—"

A deep hum rose from the depths of the ship's hull, and countless rays of light converged into the orbital mirror like moths to a flame.

In an instant, most of the Ziwei Star was plunged into darkness.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"eight!"

......

"two!"

"one!"

"Sun-Splitting Cannon!"

"emission!"

With the last button pressed.

A beam of light shot out, like the sword of God cleaving through the dark starry sky, traversing tens of thousands of kilometers and enveloping the entire crimson cone-shaped spaceship.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The violent explosion shook the void, a terrifying storm swept across thousands of kilometers, and blinding white light engulfed most of the night sky of Ziwei Star.

The white light dissipated.

"How...is this possible!" The burly middle-aged man stared in disbelief.

On the screen, the spaceship appeared completely intact.

Inside the command center, everyone's faces were grim.

......

"Ha ha!"

Inside the control room of the blood-red cone-shaped spaceship, Qingyun burst into laughter.

"Your Highness Mu Feng's spaceship is an E7-class vessel, capable of withstanding attacks from some World Lords or conventional interstellar weapons. These foolish natives are completely ignorant of their own limitations," Qing Yun mocked.

The indigenous people's technological weapons were enough to threaten martial artists at the fifth or sixth level of the Hengxing realm, but for these geniuses from the Northern Sea Holy Land, they were far too weak.

"Black Pheasant, go and dispose of this mothership," Mu Feng said calmly.

"Yes, Your Highness." Black Pheasant bowed and took his leave.

The hatch of another spaceship opened, air rushed in, and his long hair danced in the wind.

With a smile on its lips, the black pheasant stepped into the void.

His gaze swept over the dense array of aircraft around him, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"call!"

The black pheasant opened its mouth and sucked directly in.

A violent hurricane appeared out of nowhere, sweeping outwards from him.

Countless aircraft were swept up, collided, squeezed, and exploded like withered leaves, turning into a rain of fire falling from the sky.

"Hey!"

The black pheasant opened its beak and spat out a terrifying stream of air that condensed into a sharp sword, shooting towards the depths of the starry sky.

"Boom!"

Tens of thousands of kilometers away, the space carrier broke in half.

The wreckage of the Azure Phoenix plummeted into the atmosphere, leaving a long trail of flames that traced a blinding arc across the night sky.

Inside the command center, everyone seemed to be frozen in place, as if a pause button had been pressed.

The scene continued, debris continued to fall, and firelight reflected in everyone's pupils.

Even ordinary people on Ziwei Star who have only a superficial understanding of technology can clearly see the vast difference between the two sides.

This is a collision between planetary civilization and interstellar civilization.

It's a battle between stone tools and ion cannons.

There is absolutely no comparison.

……

Panic, like an out-of-control plague, spread across every inch of Ziwei Star's land.

On the city streets, some people knelt down in despair, their hands clasped together in prayer.

Some people screamed hysterically, venting their fear.

"Dad, are those aliens going to kill us? Are we all going to die? I don't want you to die!"

On a city street, a little girl with an innocent face nestled tightly against her father's chest, her cold little hands clutching his clothes, her eyes red as she looked at the alien spaceship on a large screen not far away.

"No...no!" The father hugged his daughter tightly.

"Xiaoya, actually... I've always liked you. You must live well." In a room in a remote town, the young man whispered his confession, then hung up the call, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

Some broke down in tears, some fled in all directions, and some silently embraced their families, cherishing the last moments of tenderness.

The full spectrum of human nature was laid bare in the face of this sudden disaster.

The once peaceful and harmonious world was instantly plunged into chaos, and an atmosphere of despair enveloped the entire planet like dark clouds.

Eight figures clad in various armors pierced through the atmosphere of Ziwei Star.

A bloody hunt, with all living beings on the planet as prey, has officially begun.

.......