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"Bang!"

He crashed heavily to the ground, rolling several times before Bagpipe could even react, when a hand pulled him up. "Quick, run forward! Run into their lines!"

Upon hearing the sound, she didn't hesitate at all and immediately ran forward. Facing the bullets and lasers constantly being fired from the enemy's position, she leaped up and jumped into the enemy's territory.

Facing the gritting-teeth enemy before her, she did not hesitate at all. The siege spear in her hand instantly turned to maximum power, and heavy bullets shot towards the enemy in front of her, tearing them to shreds. Soon, a small vacuum, no-man's-land appeared in the enemy's position.

At this moment, the surviving soldiers poured out from all directions and jumped into the vacuum zone created by the bagpipes, continuing to expand in all directions, and a large number of enemies were quickly annihilated.

"Bong!"

Bagpipe suddenly turned her head and saw a huge fireball flying towards them. Before she could pick up the siege spear, a pitch-black hammer appeared in front of her, and the concentrated Armament Haki bio-energy instantly shattered the spell.

The wizard who cast the spell was stunned. He did not expect that his spell would be defeated in this way. Just then, a huge bomb suddenly flew towards him.

"!" The wizard was startled. He raised his hand and swung it forward fiercely. A long, dark blue magical whip appeared in the air and lashed the bomb out of the air. Looking at the exploding bomb, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The bomb was powerful enough to shatter his magical shield and severely injure him.

Suddenly, a powered spear pierced through his back, instantly penetrating several layers of his magical shield. The long, bristly spear tip, imbued with a dark blue energy field, easily pierced his heart and emerged from his chest.

"Uh...you...what..." The wizard shuddered, feeling cold and weak all over. It was as if a fire was burning in his chest. He slowly looked down at the dark blue power spear that had pierced through his body and immediately realized that he was going to die this time.

"Shh!"

Grani yanked her spear out, looked at the wizard convulsing on the ground, and said calmly, "On the battlefield, one cannot be distracted!" With that, she picked up her power spear and ran towards the enemy.

On the other side, Vina wielded a heavy hammer, smashing the enemies blocking her path one by one. An incredibly powerful amount of Armament Haki bio-energy condensed on the hammer, covering her silver power armor.

With a single hammer blow, Vina sent the officer in exoskeleton armor flying, crashing into the wall and turning him into a painting. She glanced at the bagpipes expertly reloading their siege spears beside her. "Let's continue our advance," she said, before walking towards the passage ahead.

"Hey, don't walk so fast! Don't rush! Let's move forward together!" Seeing this, Bagpipe quickly advised, "The terrain of the one-way passage ahead is too dangerous. It's better to advance in formation."

Upon hearing this, Vina stood at the entrance of the passage, gazing at the deep, dark passage before her. Her Observation Haki suddenly spread out, extending towards the passage in front of her, as she wanted to see what was inside.

Just as her sensory network extended forward thirty meters, it encountered resistance. No matter how hard she tried, she could not break through that strange force, and had no choice but to give up.

She turned to the crowd that was gathering at the entrance of the passage and said, "Thirty meters away, something intercepted my senses. There must be an ambush there, but I don't know what kind of ambush it is."

After hearing her words, three soldiers carrying heavy shields stepped forward, lined up, turned on the searchlights on their shields, and slowly advanced into the tunnel. The rest of the group followed behind the three in an orderly fashion.

"Da da da da da~~!"

As soon as the group entered the passage, a burst of gunfire rang out. Sure enough, the enemy had set up a heavy machine gun post in the passage, and hot bullets rained down on the shields.

Without hesitation, the three soldiers at the front immediately imbued their shields with Armament Haki bio-energy and activated Originium Arts. The powerful defense prevented the machine gun bullets from causing any damage.

At the same time, the gunner in the middle also began to return fire.

Meteor glanced at the crowd through a gap, then skillfully raised the grenade launcher in his hand. After determining the angle in mid-air, he decisively pulled the trigger.

“pong…bong!”

A powerful grenade flew out from the boarding squad, tracing a graceful arc through the air before landing precisely above the heavy machine gun emplacement, exploding with a deafening roar to the enemy's horrified gaze.

The intense explosion instantly engulfed all the soldiers below, turning the entire outpost into a sea of ​​fire. When the smoke cleared, only a few broken fortifications and a heavy machine gun with only its barrel remaining were left in the outpost.

"Keep moving forward!" After confirming that it was safe, Vina gave the order to advance. She was the deputy leader of the squad, but the captain had been riddled with bullets by concentrated fire as soon as he boarded the ship and stepped out of the hatch. So, she naturally took over the command of the squad and continued to lead the squad forward.

The squad, having received orders, continued to advance slowly. There seemed to be no other ambushes in the passage, and they passed through it smoothly, finally arriving at the interior of the starship.

As the group arrived, orange-red dots lit up in the darkness. Then, the darkness was torn apart, and laser beams and bullet flashes from all directions illuminated the dark space like candles.

"Ambush! Heavy infantry draw fire, melee groups move freely, and fire support groups fire freely!" After giving the order decisively, Vina grabbed her heavy hammer and ran towards the direction where the fire was most concentrated.

A pure black bio-energy of Armament Haki covered her body, blocking all the incoming lasers and bullets. Soon, she arrived at the enemy's position, watching as the enemies picked up long knives and guns, attempting to kill her.

"Get out of the way!"

He swung the heavy hammer out suddenly, colliding with the enemy's weapon and sending sparks flying.

Chapter 305: The Doctor Being Beaten Up

"I feel like there's no point in us being here," Yarman said calmly, looking at the sky. There was nothing else they could do besides watch the battle in the sky.

"If you're bored, you can play with the starships in the sky as toys," Mostima said casually.

Upon hearing this, Yarman decisively shook his head. He would absolutely not participate in these battles, especially in wars where his side had an almost absolute advantage. He had already made up his mind that he would not be the first to appear on the battlefield if the enemy's Outer God-level expert had not appeared.

“Everyone has their own mission. We can’t overstep our bounds. Doing so will only turn our soldiers into domesticated, decadent sheep. The day we can no longer hold them off will be the day Terra dies,” Yarman said calmly, coldly watching the sky filled with the sounds of explosions.

Listening to what the people around him said, Mostima simply nodded silently in support. It was indeed very cruel, but there was nothing that could be done. This was war, a life-or-death, ruthless war.

He glanced one last time at the burning void, then turned and opened a portal. "Alright, we should go inspect the other Void Walls now. Leave this to our warriors and Laurentina; they'll handle it."

"Are you that confident?"

“If even we don’t believe our soldiers can win, then there’s no point in continuing this war.” Yarman walked slowly into the portal, his voice calm yet firm. “They can definitely handle it!”

Following behind him, Mostima asked again, "Which Void Wall are we going to now?"

"Go to number 58 and see what the doctor is up to."

…………

Void Wall No. 58, in the void outside the wall.

Looking at the five wizards in front of him, the doctor's eyes flashed with anger. He raised his fist and threw a punch forward. A terrifying energy tide surged towards the wizards like a tsunami, while the wizards huddled together, like a reef on the shore, unmoved by the waves.

Casually dispersing the energy tide before him, the leading wizard of the faction remarked with some surprise, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a weak Great Sage. He's like a sand dune—he looks big, but he's actually extremely loose. If it were a real Great Sage, we should..."

"We were definitely killed with a single punch." Another black-robed wizard said calmly. He raised his head, looked contemptuously at the Doctor standing in the void in the distance, and shook his head mockingly. "So weak. I don't even know how they became Great Sages. Were they created by some powerful being?"

Upon hearing this, the purple-robed wizard at the back trembled. He said with some fear, "Let's forget it. An artificial Great Sage—what kind of powerful being would be able to accomplish that! And we have to face such a being..."

Upon hearing this, the group fell silent. Although the purple-robed wizard's words were unpleasant, they genuinely didn't want to encounter a powerful individual capable of creating a Great Sage-level expert. It was too terrifying; they knew they couldn't possibly defeat such a being!

Hearing what the people opposite him said, the doctor's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. What these people said was really infuriating. What did they mean by being as weak as an artificial object? So, if he didn't punch these people to death, would he be wrong?

It seems... there really is!

As a half-step Outer God level powerhouse, he couldn't even defeat five ordinary faction leaders. He has disgraced all Outer God level powerhouses. I have never seen such a weak half-step Outer God level.

Gritting his teeth, the doctor lunged forward and began close combat with the five wizards. With the five wizards' exquisite teamwork and the doctor's comical fighting instincts working in reverse, the two sides miraculously ended up in a draw.

Just as the six were locked in combat, a portal suddenly appeared on the Great Wall. Two people stepped out of the portal and stood in the void, quietly watching the Doctor's battle in the void. As for the fleet battle on the Great Wall, the two did not pay much attention to it. In any case, the outcome of the battle was already decided, and Terra was bound to win.

"He's ridiculously weak!" Yarman sighed helplessly as he watched the Doctor, who was locked in combat with five people and was gradually losing ground. He was truly outrageously weak.

Mostima casually said, "After all, he's an Outer God-level... half-step Outer God-level person that you forcibly pulled up. He hasn't received any training, hasn't learned any spells, and hasn't even picked up a sword a few times."

“That’s true, but…” Yarman looked at the Doctor, who was being surrounded and beaten in the distance, and felt a nameless anger rising in his heart, but he couldn’t vent it. “Look at him, he’s such a disgrace! Look, look… he’s even been injured. I’m truly speechless!”

As he spoke, Yarman slowly raised his right hand, and a green spell was quietly released. Instantly, the bodies of the five wizards deflated like punctured balloons, and their faces began to age rapidly.

The sudden turn of events startled the doctor. He instinctively turned around and saw Yarman slowly lower his right hand, glance at him casually, then close his eyes and shake his head. Mostima stood to the side, saying nothing.

The doctor was bewildered by the expressions of the two people, so he turned to look at the people in front of him, only to find that they had all died of old age without a sound, in the truest sense of the word.

"Stop looking, they're all dead from old age. Go back." Yarman couldn't help but call out to the doctor, who was standing there in a daze, "What are you still standing there looking at?!"

The doctor turned to look at him, pointing to the five corpses in the void, "These... how could they be dead? This shouldn't be!"

“I said they deserved to die, and they died,” Yarman replied bluntly. He grabbed the Doctor, opened a portal, and returned to the Doctor’s office inside the Void Wall.

Mostima casually tossed him onto the sofa, then stepped out of the portal and cast a spell to block his senses.

"Look at the state you were in just now! You looked like a drowned rat, getting beaten up by those wizards!" After confirming that the spell had taken effect, Yarman immediately pointed at the doctor sitting on the sofa and started yelling, "You, a dignified half-step Outer God level expert, were actually beaten up by five faction leaders. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"This..." The doctor, listening to his angry outburst, had no way to refute it and could only say, "Everyone has their own strengths. I'm just not good at fighting."

Hearing his words, Yarman and Mostima exchanged a glance, and after a moment of silence, he waved his hand and sat down on the single sofa. "You do it. I don't want to say anything."

“Then I’ll do it.” Mostima smiled and walked slowly to the Doctor. Under his panicked gaze, she placed her hand on his head. “The problem is easy to solve.”

"What's so easy to solve..."

“Ten minutes is enough.” Mostima withdrew her hand and looked at the Doctor sleeping on the bed. “Ten minutes to simulate ten years of combat in your mind. That should be getting the hang of it.”

"I hope so."

I'm sick and don't have the energy to write.

As the title suggests, the author is ill with acute pharyngitis.

I feel weak all over, with a headache and fever. I tried to write something yesterday, but I found that I couldn't write anything at all. I just want to sleep.

It seems to be worse today; I feel sleepy all the time and can't even walk.

Unfortunately, I had to take a few days off, but don't worry, I'll definitely continue writing.

However, the time may be delayed a little.

Chapter 306: The New Message in a Bottle Has Arrived

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"Why are you two staring at me?" The Doctor asked, a little flustered, looking at the two people scrutinizing him. He had just come out of the virtual world created by Mostima and hadn't recovered yet!

Sitting on the sofa, Yarman shook his head and said with some confusion, "I just don't understand why, even though you've undergone ten years of brain simulation training, you still look exactly the same as before, without any change, as if the training you received was fake."

“There’s absolutely no trace of training.” Mostima chimed in, looking at the Doctor with equal bewilderment. When she conducted mental simulation training on those super soldiers, the results were quite good. Why is it that when it comes to him, there’s absolutely no effect?

The doctor sat to the side, blinked, and felt as if he were in a dream. He scratched his head and said, "Maybe I just need some time to adjust? I don't know."

"Adapt... alright then." Yarman nodded helplessly. He was at his wit's end with this person. He had tried so many methods, but he still couldn't improve his strength. He was still fluctuating around the passing mark.

Seeing the two people opposite him looking like they'd given up, the doctor panicked. He quickly tried to persuade them, "Actually, I think I can still be saved. It just takes a little time. The problem is..."

“Time, time is what we lack most right now.” Yarman interrupted his explanation, pointing to the sky filled with the wreckage of starships and fighter jets. “They’ve already attacked; how can you have time to develop?”

Upon hearing this, the doctor was stunned. He thought for a moment, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Yarman sighed and turned to Mostima, "Do you have any ideas on how to get this kid to reach his full fighting potential and stop him from getting beaten up by five wizards?"

“This…” Mostima thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up, “It seems that the Samsara Space sent us an invitation, saying that there will be an auction of void drifting objects in the next few days. Maybe we can try our luck and find something magical or a powerful weapon or something.”

Hearing this, Yarman could only nod. "Alright then, give him the invitation and let him go by himself." With that, he stood up and walked out of the office. "That's settled then, let's go!"

Mostima took out the invitation and threw it into the Doctor's hand. "After you go, don't... you decide what to do."

Watching the two leave, the professor held the invitation, looked it over several times, and then placed it on the table. "So, should I decide whether to handle this or not?"

After glancing at the date on the invitation, the doctor shook his head. "Never mind, I'll try to find some time to go."

The two returned to the office of the Emperor of Life together. Yarman sat in a chair and said, “Given the current situation, Terra can hold out indefinitely. The Wizarding World’s attack is not particularly intense compared to the rest of Terra, but the problem of armaments is still very serious.”

Sitting across from him, Mostima skillfully picked up the bottle, uncorked it, and poured a glass of wine for each of them.

Yarman picked up his glass and took a sip to moisten his throat. "Secondly, there's the issue of soldiers. The current super soldiers don't seem to be able to adapt well to this level of warfare. Finally, there's the void travel module. The technology is too crude and inferior to meet the needs of war."

Mostima nodded calmly, and took a sip of her wine. "You're right, but it will take time."

Hearing her response, Yarman shook his head helplessly, turned to the side, and remained silent.

"What are you thinking?"

“I’m thinking, besides keeping the world running, what else should we do now?” Yarman looked at Mostima, his hands clasped thoughtfully. “Make Terra more powerful, the world more stable…hmm?”

The two suddenly froze, then looked to the northwest. They sensed that a spatial shockwave from the void had struck the world barrier in that direction. The world barrier itself was fine, but... it seemed like something strange had been thrown into Terra.

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"I'll send someone over to bring the things over." ×2

"..."×2

"Then you can send someone there." ×2

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing at the same time. Yarman shook his head, pressed the button on the table, and said into the microphone, "Have someone bring back that bubble that went into Terra, and bring back what's inside."

"Yes, Your Majesty," a synthesized electronic voice announced from the speakers.

Yarman turned off the microphone and leaned back in his chair. "Just wait, the thing will be delivered soon. I wonder what it is this time. It probably won't be a person, will it?"

“What I’m actually more curious about is why Terra always seems to receive messages in bottles?” Mostima asked curiously. She couldn’t understand why so many bottles would end up in Terra, especially during a time of war when the Void is practically in chaos.

She even suspected that someone had done it intentionally, deliberately throwing these messages in bottles near Terra.

Sitting in his chair, Yarman guessed, "It must be because the Void Sea has been quite turbulent lately. In fact, countless messages in bottles have been swept away in all directions, and Terra just happened to get a tiny bit of them."

"Well... I guess so." Even the Pegasus couldn't think of a rebuttal, so he could only nod.

Just as the two were talking, the office door suddenly opened, and two people shrouded in long black robes pulled several other people dressed in modern clothes into the office.

One of them stepped forward, placed a briefing on the table, and then returned to his previous position. The two of them bowed to Yarman and his companion, turned and left silently, closing the door behind them.

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