Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

Xiao Ai leaned against the bulkhead, her longsword pressed against the ground, panting heavily. Outside the porthole, rocks from the asteroid belt slowly swept past, and the swarm of insects behind them had disappeared, but both of them knew that this was only a temporary escape.

The jinx, Jane, turned off the alarm system and looked at the parameters on the screen gradually returning to normal, her tone tinged with lingering fear.

"Thank goodness you were here... any later and we would have been truly trapped."

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Inside the makeshift fortifications at the canyon position, the green-skinned boys were making a ruckus around the campfire.

The newborn little ones held up their gleaming axes as the old ones patted their chests and boasted about how powerful their "boss" was—some said he could crush a starship with a single stomp, others said he could burn down an entire swarm of insects with a wave of his hand.

There were also several crooked graffiti on the side: the "boss" in the picture had a head bigger than a planet, and lightning bolts wrapped around his arms, making him look like a pieced-together monster.

As Zeus approached, he was stopped by two green-skinned boys. They sized him up and frowned when they saw that he wasn't wearing iron armor, carrying a large axe, or even had any "gossip" totems on his body.

"Hey! You idiot! This is a battlefield for green-skinned bastards, get the hell out of here!"

A green-skinned boy with a small braid on his head waved his axe, his tone full of impatience.

"When our boss gets back, he'll chop those bugs to smithereens. It's none of your business, you hairless bastard, getting involved!"

Another green-skinned boy joined in the commotion, pointing at the graffiti on the wall.

"See that? That's our boss! He's a hundred times better than you! As soon as he gets here, we'll rush out and smash those bugs' shells to pieces!"

They made no connection whatsoever between the Zeus before them and the "monster" in the graffiti.

After all, the person in front of them did not have any earth-shattering pressure. He looked as peaceful as a passing "weakling," a far cry from the image of someone who "could split the starry sky" that the old guys talked about.

Zeus looked at the chattering little fellow in front of him, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes. He didn't say anything, but just stood there with his arms crossed.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached. Skullbreaker, carrying a blood-stained battle sword, came running from the other side of the fortifications, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Boss! You're finally back! Those bugs are driving us crazy!"

The moment these words left his mouth, the two green-skinned boys blocking Zeus froze. They stared blankly at the skull fragment, then at Zeus before them. The green-skinned boy with the braids even subconsciously pointed to the graffiti on the wall and stammered a question.

"Skullbreaker... He's the boss we were talking about?"

Skullbreaker slapped Little Green on the back of the head and cursed.

"Are you blind?! Besides the boss, who else could have gotten here from being surrounded by insects?"

The two green-skinned boys finally realized what was happening, their faces instantly turning dark green. They hurriedly dropped their axes, scratching their heads and chuckling foolishly.

"Sorry, boss! We didn't recognize you... You're even more amazing than in the painting!"

"Have the boys come back."

Zeus's voice was flat, yet carried an undeniable power. Skullbreaker paused for a moment, then immediately turned and roared into the fortifications.

"Get back here, all of you! The boss wants to deal with these bastards himself!"

Although the green-skinned boys were full of doubt, they did not hesitate to obey the order to smash the skull. They carried their weapons and swarmed back to the canyon fortifications, leaving Zeus alone in the center of the battlefield.

He looked up at the swarming fusion insects that were constantly surging in from afar. Their crimson figures stretched across the starry sky like a moving tide of death.

Zeus stretched his shoulders, and the muscles in his arms suddenly bulged, their lines as powerful as cast steel. He slowly raised his right hand above his head, palm facing the starry sky, and golden lightning began to crackle around his fingertips.

The crackling electricity grew denser and denser, gradually coalescing in his hand into a lightning spear that shimmered with light, the tip of which was so bright it was blinding.

"I haven't used this move in a long time since I defeated Louis Fleming and Dongfang Qixing."

Zeus muttered to himself, his arm suddenly pulled back, his whole body assuming a standard spear-throwing posture, the air around him slightly distorted by the pressure of the thunder.

The next second, he released his grip. The Thunder Spear, like a meteor breaking free of its restraints, shot towards the swarm of insects with a piercing shriek that tore through space.

Wherever the spear passed, golden lightning surged into giant waves, and even black spatial rifts cracked open in the starry sky.

The first fusion insectoids to come into contact with the spears were instantly vaporized into nothingness by the lightning. Insectoids a little further away were also pulled by the suction force of the spatial rift, their bodies disintegrating into fragments as they twisted.

In a mere instant, the swarm of insects in the starry sky was cleared out, creating a vast vacuum area.

But before the smoke of battle could clear, even more fused Zerg surged from the depths of the starry sea, attempting to fill the void.

But as soon as they approached that area, they were shredded into mincemeat by the still-open spatial rift, and before they could even spray acid, they completely dissipated into the starry sky.

Zeus stood still, watching the insects in the starry sky being swallowed by the rift, the lightning in his palm gradually receding.

He didn't make another move, but simply stood quietly in the center of the battlefield. The spatial rift created by the exploding thunder spear became the most terrifying barrier, and any fused insectoid that tried to approach would only end up being shredded.

The green-skinned boys in the canyon fortifications stared in disbelief, and the green-skinned boy with the pigtail muttered to himself.

"Boss... Boss is much more powerful than in the painting!"

Zeus gazed at the swarms of insects still being swallowed by the rift in the starry sky, the lingering lightning at his fingertips gradually fading. He sighed softly, a hint of regret in his voice.

"It's a pity that this is the limit of effort we can put in order to avoid causing any 'trouble'."

Although the lightning spear cleared away the swarm of insects in front of it, it did not use its full power.

He turned and walked toward the canyon fortifications, where Skullbreaker and his green-skinned lads were clinging to the edge of the fortifications, their eyes filled with fanaticism and awe.

"Skull shattering".

As Zeus’s voice rang out, Skullbreaker immediately composed himself and stepped forward.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

"Have the boys pack their gear in five minutes and get out of this star system immediately."

Zeus's instructions were concise and clear.

"The swarm is only temporarily blocked. Once the spatial rift closes, they will catch up again."

Skullbreaker didn't dare to delay and immediately turned around and yelled at the green-skinned boys.

"Stop standing around! Pack your gear! We're leaving in five minutes. Anyone who's slow will be thrown to the bugs for a snack!"

The green-skinned boys instantly erupted into chaos, carrying chainsaw axes and ammunition boxes, busily but orderly tidying up. Even the most mischievous green-skinned boy with braids ran faster than anyone else.

The spatial rift in the starry sky completely closed, and the last trace of thunderous power dissipated into the void.

Zeus watched as the Greenskins' starships transformed into points of light in the distant cosmos, confirming their safe departure, before turning back to Grammer.

Inside the observation deck of the central tower, Titania was leaning over, staring at the tactical screen, her fingertip lightly sliding across the markings on the border defense line.

The flashing blue dots on the screen represent the Grammer Cavalry's defenses, while the blurry purplish-red areas represent the unexplored range of Zerg activity.

Hearing footsteps behind her, she turned around and saw Zeus. A hint of surprise flashed in her silver-grey eyes, which then turned into tranquility and gentleness.

"You're back."

"Ah."

Zeus nodded, his gaze falling on the Zerg designation on the screen, his tone direct.

"I encountered the Fusion Zerg in other star systems. Their reproduction rate and destructive power far surpass those of the current True Swarm and Tyranid Zerg."

Upon hearing this, Titania's finger hovered over the screen, her expression instantly turning serious. She pulled up more border data, her brow furrowing slightly.

"Our current defenses can only handle regular Zerg swarms. If the Zerg were to launch a full-scale attack..."

"Therefore, we need to adjust our plans in advance."

Zeus's gaze swept across the coordinates of the cavalry's deployment on the screen.

"The Iron Cavalry's mobility and numbers are advantages. We need to deploy them to the weak points where the Zerg might break through, while contacting the Empire to confirm the specific timing of their support. Dealing with them alone is too risky."

In the void of Onpharos.

Alpha and Omega, the sisters, have completely shed their initial awkwardness upon entering this world. The energy fluctuations emanating from their bodies resonate with the rules of the universe, and they are now able to subtly contend with the pressure of the Star God.

Alpha raised his hand, and a miniature galaxy condensed at his fingertips, which transformed into a dazzling star chain with a gentle push.

Omega closed his eyes and sensed the unusual energy fluctuations billions of light-years away in an instant. With a gentle stroke of his right hand, an interstellar storm subsided.

The Star Gods had long sensed the rise of these twin beings, yet showed no hostility. Only through mutual understanding, and whose paths clashed, did they become absolute mortal enemies without any communication.

Chapter 291 Four-Party Alliance

Amidst the overwhelming laws of the cosmos, the radiance surrounding Alfa and Omega grew ever brighter.

Although they are not star gods, their power, comparable to that of star gods, is enough to pierce the root of destiny.

When this power transcends dimensions and resonates with the "present" power controlled by Zeus, the "past" power controlled by Alpha can trace back to the source of the threads of fate and clarify all past disturbances; the "future" power controlled by Omega can foresee all directions of the threads and smooth out potential setbacks in advance; while the "present" power of Zeus acts as an anchor, firmly connecting the "past" and the "future".

The three intertwine to form a perfect closed loop of fate, and the variables and hidden dangers that once trembled wildly on the silk thread gradually returned to stability under the cover of this force.

In the void, the threads of fate no longer tangled and chaotic, but flowed orderly along a closed loop.

The border battlefield in Grammer was already a scene of bloodshed and devastation.

The Grammer cavalry, which had once secured their defensive line with their fighting prowess, are now suffering an unprecedented defeat.

The fused Zerg surged in like a tidal wave. The Terran carapace withstood the bombardment of the explosives, and the segmented limbs of the True Swarm tore through the Iron Cavalry formation. Acid seeped in through the gaps in the power armor, accompanied by the hissing sound and the roars of the warriors.

Several iron cavalry warriors stood back to back to resist, but fell one after another under the bites of the swarm of insects.

On the tactical screen, the blue dot representing the Iron Cavalry kept going out, while the purplish-red swarm markers were steadily approaching the core of the defense line.

Titania stood on the command platform, watching the ever-increasing casualty figures. Her silver-gray eyes were filled with solemnity. This force, which the people had once relied on, was now in retreat against the combined advantages of the Zerg. Grammer's defenses were on the verge of collapse.

The Imperial border defenses were riddled with holes by the fused insectoids, and the roars of the warriors mingled with the hiss of the swarm.

The four Warp Gods, who once made the Empire feel like it was facing a formidable enemy and were eternally suppressed by Zeus, were but a firefly in comparison to the pressure exerted by the endless reproduction speed and indestructible carapace of the Fusion Zerg.

The atmosphere was equally somber inside the supreme command headquarters under the King of Space.

The battle screen was filled with red Zerg markers, and several commanders were staring intently at the frontline battle reports, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared on the display stand in the center of the command center.

It was a sacred relic that had slumbered for hundreds of years, resembling an ancient communicator.

It had never reacted before, but now it was emitting a faint golden halo and a subtle electrical sound.

A commander strode forward, hesitantly pressing the activation button for the relic. The next second, a calm and authoritative voice resounded in the command center, instantly freezing everyone in place.

"it's me."

"The King of Space!"

Some people gasped in disbelief, their eyes wide with disbelief—this was a voice they had only ever heard in legends, and it was coming from the sleeping relic.

Before everyone could recover from their shock, the King of Space's command resounded with undeniable power.

"The Fusion Zerg have become a cosmic threat. Immediately halt internal deployments and lead all forces to join the Emperor's army to jointly construct a defensive line. I will return as soon as possible; until then, hold every inch of ground."

Communication abruptly ceased, and the relic's radiance dimmed, but the shock within the command center lingered for a long time.

The commanders exchanged glances, quickly regaining their composure. Since it was the King of Space's order, there was no room for hesitation. They immediately turned around and roared into the communicator.

"Pass on my order: the entire army shall turn and rendezvous with the Imperial defenses!"

The shadow of the Fusion Zerg looms over the star system, red alerts on the Imperial defenses never cease day or night, casualties among the Grammer Riders climb every hour, and the Supreme Command under the Space King has committed all reserve forces to the front lines.

The three parties no longer concealed or distrusted each other; they now shared a common goal: to find all available forces to fight alongside them and resist the insect plague that could engulf the entire star system.

Inside the bridge of the Imperial command ship, commanders were arguing incessantly around the tactical screens.

An aide pushed an encrypted report to the center of the table, and the Greenskins' activity trajectory instantly appeared on the screen.

"According to reconnaissance data, there is a sizable and fiercely powerful greenskin tribe in this star system. They have shown great resilience in sporadic encounters with the Zerg. Not only are they fearless, but they can also quickly replenish their forces through spores, making them virtually indestructible 'attrition machines'."

"Green skin?"

Someone frowned, their tone full of concern.

“Those guys are always chaotic and disorderly, all they know is fighting and killing. If you cooperate with them, you might get stabbed in the back first.”

This statement drew a lot of agreement—in everyone's mind, the Greenskins were synonymous with barbarity and destruction, completely incompatible with the disciplined Imperial Army and the Grammer Cavalry, and forming an alliance with them rashly would be too risky.

At the same time, in the conference room of the Grammer Central Tower, Titania also received intelligence about the Greenskins. She watched the images of Greenskin warriors fighting the Zerg on the screen.

The green-skinned creatures, wielding chainsaw axes, roared and charged towards the swarm even with severed arms. New green-skinned beings quickly hatched from spores beside the fallen corpses of their comrades, ready to join the battle. Zeus stood beside her, his gaze fixed on the screen, and slowly spoke.

"They are my people."

A hint of surprise flashed in Titania's eyes, but she quickly understood what Zeus meant.

She immediately established joint communications with the Empire and the Supreme Command, synchronizing Zeus's identity with the Greenskins' affiliation.

When the message “Zeus is the leader the Greenskins follow” was transmitted to the communicators of the Imperial command ship and the Supreme Command, the commanders, who were originally full of concerns, instantly fell silent.

Although no one at the bottom level knew about it, no one at the top of the three forces doubted Zeus's power.

The being who single-handedly defeated the four Warp Gods and wiped out an entire swarm of Zerg by himself has long been a symbol of "absolute power" in the minds of all factions.

If the Greenskins were to belong to Zeus, it would mean they would no longer be as chaotic and disorderly as before. Zeus's commands would be the ironclad rule that the Greenskins would absolutely obey.