Cataclysm: Undead Dragons and Zero Empire

The jet-black dragon bones revealed their true form in the sea of ​​stars, with black and red flames dancing on the skeletons like living creatures.

Lin Ziming soared along the trajectory of the star map. The star map provided by the Boros Global Foundation was extremely detailed. He now knew the location of every star system occupied by the Pirate Alliance, every trading port, and even those secret colony planets that were not widely known in interstellar society.

Traveling from one star system to another, wherever Lin Ziming went, the pirate alliance's forces were reduced to ashes like wild grass burned by a raging fire.

The more trading ports were destroyed, the more rampant these pirates became in this galaxy. Without the protection of the dominant civilization occupying the spiral arm, countless civilizations that had not yet entered the interstellar age would have been ravaged by them.

The black and red flames grew stronger and stronger. The sea of ​​souls that Lin Zimo carried accepted the innocent dead. Most of the souls that were burned by the "death of zeroing" were filthy and filled with violence and greed. So they were all dissolved into the purest spiritual energy and turned into another brick to build the high platform.

At this moment, Lin Zimo was hovering above a planet shrouded in thick gray fog. This was one of the colony planets of the Pirate Alliance, a planet that appeared lifeless and covered in rocks.

Occasionally, dark red magma erupts, breaking through the gray fog and leaving winding, dried traces on the surface, like the blood flowing outward from this planet.

However, in Lin Ziming's eyes, this seemingly lifeless planet harbored signs of life within, and most of the souls there were devoid of vitality, conveying only endless despair to him. This planet was like a deep, hidden quagmire of evil.

Beneath the heavy gray fog, the solidified lava caves are filled with metal structures, their walls mottled, resembling dilapidated tombs buried deep underground. They are scattered haphazardly among the lava valleys, yet they operate in an orderly fashion, facilitating interstellar trade.

Countless transparent incubation chambers are neatly arranged, filled with all sorts of genetically modified strange creatures. Their bodies have been modified to be bloated and plump, losing their original aggression and survival instincts, leaving only plump flesh.

Through precise gene editing, the technical experts under the Pirate Alliance have removed toxins and unpalatable chemical components from these organisms, enhancing the tenderness and nutrition of the meat, making it delicious and a hot commodity in the interstellar black market.

In the processing workshop, the mature modified organisms in the cultivation chambers are taken out, decomposed, processed, and packed into sealed cans. The cans are printed with trademarks and false places of origin, and will be transported by the pirate alliance through secret channels to the black markets of various star systems in exchange for large amounts of resources.

As for organisms that fail to be genetically modified or die unexpectedly during development, they will not be wasted. Their remains will be crushed and processed into new feed to be fed to the next batch of similar organisms waiting to be bred, forming a self-sufficient nutritional chain.

These metal structures also contain rows of parallel bio-power generation chambers, where punished slaves are placed to form a massive parallel power generation network.

These slaves came in all shapes and sizes, from various indigenous civilizations plundered and destroyed by the pirate alliance. The pirates didn't actually lack this energy; they simply enhanced the slaves' senses, stimulated them with electric currents, and then enjoyed watching their painful struggles and contorted postures as their energy was constantly drained, as a form of entertainment to pass the time on this desolate planet.

With its powerful military and interstellar trade network, the Pirate Alliance became a haven for conspirators within many civilizations, and this desolate planet welcomed many opportunists.

They deliberately used the amplified power of their outdated transmission signals to expose their own civilization's location and attempt to contact interstellar civilizations. Such illegal communications were only responded to by the pirate alliance, while other civilizations continued to maintain a state of widespread silence.

These conspirators have different motives. Some are ambitious individuals who are dissatisfied with the rule of their own civilization and yearn to use external force to overthrow the old order.

Some are thorough pessimists who believe that their civilization is already corrupt and beyond redemption, bound by outdated rules and backward ideas, unable to achieve breakthroughs and development, and will only continue to degenerate and self-destruct in the future.

Therefore, they wanted to actively invite more advanced civilizations to intervene, hoping that interstellar civilizations would possess higher levels of technology and morality.

These conspirators provided a significant portion of the intelligence, and the pirate alliance gladly offered them refuge, successfully destroying one indigenous civilization after another and then exploiting their value.

Lin Ziming had witnessed firsthand the atrocities committed by these pirates. Faced with even greater violence, the pirates, who had taken whatever they wanted from the indigenous civilization, would only wail in despair, just like those who had died at their hands and been tortured by them, as they faced their own destruction.

He was accustomed to using fire to purify everything. His psionic energy transformed into a sky-covering fire cloud that enveloped the entire planet before slowly sinking to the surface, at which point the sky collapsed.

All life on this planet, whether sinful or suffering, whether laughing and cursing or tossing and turning in sleep, is transformed into gray-white pillars of salt in the fire of death. Each pillar carries a story of the past, standing on solidified lava, maintaining its posture from life, and telling the lingering echoes of life.

Above the surface, only the pungent smell of sulfur and a deathly silence remained. The planet had become a truly desolate place, devoid of any signs of life.

Lin Ziming stared at the land he had utterly destroyed. The fires of death burned ever brighter, while the Sea of ​​Souls accepted new members, always in small numbers. It seemed that in this interstellar space, it was difficult to find a righteous paradise.

As expected, a fleet would arrive late after the destruction, but this time it was clearly not support from the pirate alliance. Instead, it was a hodgepodge of ships of various strange shapes, like an allied force from different civilizations, each with its own culture and technology.

Upon seeing the black and red dragon shadow lurking in the star system, the allied forces launched an attack without hesitation, unleashing a barrage of weapons at Lin Ziming, giving him a glimpse into the richness and diversity of modern interstellar society.

There are ships with crystals growing between their metal surfaces. These translucent crystals can absorb radiation energy from the stars and convert it into their own power. The surface of the ships is covered with a special crystal coating, and even the weapons are beams of light condensed and emitted from within the crystals.

Some of them are in the form of floating clumps of gas, like miniature gas giants freely traversing the starry sky. They can evade kinetic attacks by deforming at will. Their weapon is a peculiar shockwave, which reminds Lin Ziming of the storms that come crashing down on a gas giant.

Lin Ziming even saw the ship replicating itself, as if a giant gene chain was expressing genetic information as proteins, which made him take another look.

These technologies are all full of creativity, and have taken completely different paths of technological development, showcasing the wisdom and origins of different civilizations.

The interstellar society of today is quite diverse, and there are still many strange civilizations waiting for Lin Ziming, a wanderer who has been away from the starry sea for a long time, to discover. It must be a beautiful sight.

I wonder what it would be like for human civilization to step onto this interstellar stage; they might not like the diverse species here.

Amidst the interplay of gunfire and light, Lin Ziming remained unmoved, reflecting on the scene.