Rumble!!!!

With the deafening sound of two huge island-like pieces of iron colliding together in the void, the two armies assembled on the top immediately launched a charge, pounced on each other at lightning speed and launched a selfless frenzy at the junction, and countless soldiers fell almost every second.

If you look higher and farther, you can even see that in this world of iron and blood, there are thousands of iron blocks of the same size, like islands and even land, colliding together.

Almost every giant piece of iron that collided together contained a huge legion of at least three or four factions engaged in a never-ending war day and night.

Occasionally, you can see an avatar descended from a god and an avatar of another hostile god break out into a devastating battle.

When this happens, it often means that the iron under your feet, which is as hard as an island or a continent, will be torn apart in an instant, or it will simply turn into hot burning molten iron.

You don't have to ask to know that this is the most combative place in all the outer planes - the Shura Field.

As you can tell from the name, whether it is a god who settled in this plane and established his own kingdom, or a soul who has been reincarnated after death, there is a madman who loves battle and war.

Its overall faction tends to be neutral from Vigilant Evil to Orderly Neutral, which is very different from the Scorching Hell ruled by the Demons of Jugros, which tends to be neutral and evil.

In addition, the Shura Field is also the second most brutal battlefield after the bloody battle between demons and demons, and hundreds of millions of lives and souls are continuously consumed.

It's just that the eternal war here does not involve the conflict between order and chaos, and the struggle for the ultimate definition and interpretation of the concept of evil, so it has received relatively little attention.

To outsiders, this place is nothing more than a group of brave and ruthless neurotics venting their exuberant energy that has nowhere to put it.

One of the longest-running and most well-known is the war between the orcs and the goblin race.

In order to fight for control of the savage lands such as grasslands, mountains and forests and swamps in the material plane, and also to expand the living space for their followers and people, the orc god Geush and the goblin god Magnubiye will come to fight every once in a while on average.

Although most of the time it ended in the victory of Geush and the crushing defeat of Magnubiye, the latter was able to stabilize the situation with the sheer number of the goblin race.

The reason for this is that, on the one hand, Geush is not only at war with the goblin gods, but also with the Avado elven gods.

Otherwise, with Magnubiye's poor strength, it is estimated that the head would have been cut off and become the trophy of the orc main god.

After all, Geush is a veritable supreme god of the race, firmly holding the orc priesthood, and no other orc god can share power with him.

But what about Magnubiye?

Although he has the title of goblin lord god and supreme chieftain, in fact, the race priesthood is only ordinary goblins and goblins, and does not include the most powerful bear goblins in the goblin race.

Yes, you read that right.

In fact, the bear goblins have their own gods.

These include the dominant god power Hruquek, who has no title as the main god, the weak god of hunting, and the weak god of fear, Schigret.

In addition, the millions of werewolf goblins raised by Zuo Si have joined the ranks of believing in and worshiping the phoenix god Bennu, and even the priesthood of ordinary goblins has been challenged and torn apart, and it has quickly fallen from the original powerful divine power to the current medium divine power, and naturally it is not the opponent of the orc main god.

The most obvious manifestation of this is the successive defeats in the eternal war of the Shura field.

But fortunately, with the tandem of the goddess of the night, Shar, the scale of the war between the goblins and the orcs began to shrink tacitly.

Although there were still a few regular battles every day, the number of soldiers participating in the battle was less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

As long as this state can be maintained until Zuosi is defeated and millions of werewolf goblins are re-convinced of themselves, then Magnubiye will instantly return to the throne of powerful divine power, and it will be even stronger than before.

Especially the "dire wolf" that was made before is completely enough to crush the orc elite in an all-round three-dimensional way on the battlefield.

With this new group of goblin branches, he was confident that he would give Geush a head-on blow as soon as this fragile alliance collapsed, and get back all the face and lining that had been lost for so many years.

I have to say that the abacus of this goblin master god is very good.

But what he didn't know was that a group of Fourth Natural Disasters from another world had quietly entered the Shura Field plane, and had also joined his legion disguised as a big goblin.

Right now, this group of outright scourge is gathering together, discussing how to cooperate with the "good brothers" who have joined the orc legion on the opposite side to put on a show, adding a fire to the battlefield that is gradually cooling down, and pouring a bucket of gasoline on it.

After all, they are also quite professional when it comes to stirring up.

At this moment, on a huge floating island made entirely of iron blocks, Archbishop Jack, who has the appearance of an ancient god, is punching and kicking a goblin officer with his hands and feet tied, and the armor made of Augen ingots and vibranium alloy is already stained with blood, shredded flesh, and a flying eyeball, the picture is simply fierce and brutal.

While frantically trying to smash the other party into meat sauce, he gritted his teeth and roared, "Filthy dog offal! Who the fuck said I looked disgusting? Say! Why don't you make a sound! Didn't you just throw up a lot of fun? ”

But unfortunately, the goblin officer was speechless at this moment.

To be exact, almost half of his brain tissue and brain pulp had spurted out of his bloody eye sockets, and he was probably dead several minutes ago.

After all, no creature can withstand the fierce and continuous hammering of a fist with forty strength attributes and iron gloves.

This lethality and destructive power are basically not much different from the Genting Giant wielding a heavy warhammer.

After three or two blows, the bones and internal organs of the whole body are basically scrapped, and there is no need to even rescue them.

Another teammate not far away was really a little unbearable, and couldn't help but comfort: "Okay, stop it, that poor goblin is dead, and there is no point in whipping the corpse again." What's more, he's right, your face is really a bit hard to explain. ”

"What a joke!

I've got the face of a goblin now!

It's all been corrected by transformation magic!

And I can accept humans and elves saying that I am ugly, but I will never accept the humiliation of goblins!

Because these guys are a bunch of ugly bastards themselves! ”

With that, Jack casually threw the corpse that had been beaten to an inhuman shape into the pile of dead people on the battlefield, not worrying at all that his killing of his superior officer would be discovered.

After all, in this dangerous battlefield, death is as common as eating and drinking, and no one dares to ensure that they will not be killed by a powerful enemy that suddenly appears in the next second.

"But the average charisma attribute of the big goblins is eight to twelve points.

Since spending a lot of money on Astarte, your charm stat without a helmet has been reduced from three to two.

In addition, the transfiguration magic we accept is a limited change in the original properties and physical characteristics.

So even from the perspective of the big goblin, you should also belong to the category of spiritual pollution.

You know, they're not like us, they've been with you for a long time, and they've had twenty points of mental abnormality resistance. ”

Caroline, a warlock and mage, made a detailed analysis with a serious face.

The other people around couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths when they heard this, and some simply lowered their heads and began to snicker.

After all, the appearance and intelligence attributes of this "Archbishop of the Old Gods" who can unleash spiritual pollution on enemies have always been one of the hot topics that players talk about.

Ever since there was such a negative example, no one dared to lower the seemingly useless intelligence and charisma attributes too low.

"Fack!"

Jack cursed through gritted teeth, and then put on the fully enclosed helmet without hesitation.

The pitiful two-point charm on the attribute panel instantly returned to eight points of the passing line.

You know, he originally thought that this operation would finally be able to breathe and show his face.

But I never expected that even if it turned into an ugly creature like a big goblin, it still couldn't get rid of the serious side effects caused by the ultra-low charm value.

Sometimes Jack even feels like he's cursed.

Because no matter what changes he tries to make, the final result will always be at the expense of charisma and intelligence, in exchange for the improvement of strength and perception attributes.

Especially after receiving Astarte's transformation surgery, he obtained a super body with two hearts and three lungs, and his strength attribute actually surpassed that of most fighters.

Coupled with the boosts brought by magic and equipment, even in hand-to-hand combat with dragons and giants, you will not be left behind.

However, his ultra-low intelligence stat makes Jack exceptionally susceptible to spells that require intelligence immunity, and lasts longer than others.

It can only be remedied by maintaining the [Fox's Cunning] all the time to make up for this shortcoming.

However, once you are dispelled by magic in battle, the only thing you can do is to ask for more blessings.

Seeing the team veteran's angry look, the scene was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

But fortunately, Caroline quickly turned the subject back to business, and said with a serious face: "We've been here for a few days, do any of you have any ideas for how to get goblins and orcs to expand the scale of the war?" ”

"It's a bit hard, I'm afraid. After all, this is the will of the gods on both sides, and no one dares to disobey it easily. I've tried bribery and instigation, but those goblin officers are completely indifferent. ”

Another man in a mage's robe had a helpless expression.

"What about our brothers and sisters on the orc side?"

Caroline asked, frowning.

The man smiled wryly and replied, "It's the same with the orcs.

Their gods are also consciously reducing the scale of the war, but instead transferring more troops to the front line against the elves.

To be honest, if it weren't for the high enough reward, I would have been tempted to give up.

After all, our power is too small before God.

Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

Jack asked, sitting on the corpse of a dead orc.

"Unless we directly insult and insult the gods of both sides on the battlefield.

In a theocratic place, there is nothing like insulting a god to provoke the wrath of your enemies.

However, the risks involved are significant.

Maybe it will directly attract the incarnation of the gods to kill us all.

And even if the gods on this side show up to fight against it, they will immediately discover our true identity. ”

The man said all the possible risks in one fell swoop.

Through these observations, as well as the information obtained from the Floating City of Plantia, he can basically determine what a group of gods in this universe are.

Although it is not as good as the single, omniscient and invincible God described by monotheistic religions on earth, at least it is not as good as the gods of ancient polytheistic religions such as ancient Greece, ancient Egypt, and ancient Babylon.

When these guys descend their avatars, it's basically a dimensionality reduction blow plus mowing the grass.

It can often destroy all enemy legions and the iron battlefield under their feet in a matter of seconds, and definitely has the power to destroy a planet.

But Jack shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly: "What are you afraid of?"

Anyway, the mission statement has made it clear that as long as we can provoke another full-scale war between orcs and goblins, all our losses will be doubled.

It is the so-called death of the bold and starvation of the faint-hearted.

High risk means high reward.

At this time, if you don't give a fight and let the other team take the lead, it will be too late to regret it. ”

"Then let's just do it?"

Caroline's eyes lit up slightly, revealing excitement and anticipation.

After all, they wouldn't really die, and their souls were still in the safest place inside the Floating City of Plantia.

Even if a powerful divine power comes, it will only shatter the flesh and sever the connection established through the power of the mind.

Other than that, you can't do anything about this group of Fourth Natural Calamities.

“OK！ That's it. I'm going to send a letter to my own people on the other side and get them ready to cooperate. Since you want to do it, let's make it big. ”

With that, Inez, the highest-ranking thief on the team, stood up and instantly disappeared into the shadows and disappeared from everyone's sight.

It didn't take long for both sides to deliberately create an unexpected encounter on this huge battlefield, and at the same time, they began to "cordially" greet Magnubiye and Geush in front of the orcs and goblin armies.

For the former, the main thing is to describe him as a cowardly mouse, and all his achievements are only failures;

The latter, on the other hand, repeatedly mentions that he was blinded in one eye by the elven god Corellon.

In short, it is to vigorously expose the shame and black history that both sides are most sensitive and unwilling to mention.

As for the effect, of course, it was immediate.

Especially the orcs, who were already prone to anger and impulsiveness, directly launched a large-scale charge with a roar, vowing to kill all these lowly goblins.

Not to be outdone, the goblins immediately launched a crowd tactic, commanded by the goblins, and ordinary goblins poured up like a tide.

In just a few hours, the scale of the war, which had already been reduced, quickly expanded several times.

By the time the gods of both sides reacted, the players had already retreated from the front line of the battle, hiding in a corner near the rear to watch the show.

Anyway, the Shura Field Plane is not a country of orc gods and earth spirits, and there are many other warlike gods fighting here.

As long as they stay away, no one will find out about the tens of thousands of guys hiding in the shadows.

But once the intensity of the war between the two sides begins to decrease, the player will sneak in again and frantically provoke, and when they find that the incarnation of a god is coming, they will immediately eliminate all traces by sending them to death or even committing suicide, so that the other party cannot find any suspicious clues at all.

This undoubtedly caused both Geush and Magnubiye a great headache, but they did not realize that someone was causing trouble.

After all, the hatred between the two races has lasted for so many years, and it is very normal to have some fighters who are carried away by hatred.

Most importantly, the essence of these fierce conflicts, which erupt from time to time, is that believers are desperately trying to maintain the dignity of their gods.

As gods, you can't reprimand and punish these faithful believers, can you?

Therefore, we can only stop it, and try to control the situation so as not to develop in the direction of getting out of control.

Unaware of their mutual dislike, this constant conflict is eroding the already modest tolerance for each other.

Maybe it's next time, maybe it's next time......

It won't be long before Geush and Magnubiye lose all patience and go to full-scale war again.

This is precisely the result of leftist thinking.

The goddess of the night, Shar, wants to form an alliance between two enemies who are already in essential conflict?

Dream on!

It may be difficult to convince them to let go of their hatred for a while, but it is all too easy to break that fragile trust.

In addition to stirring up orcs and goblins in the Shura Field plane, players who enter the abyss also begin to create chaos and conflict, causing the demon lords who are also hostile to each other to ignite the flames of war again.

In order to cooperate with their actions, Zoss specially ordered the Sadistic Angel Zariel, who was on the front line of the bloody battle, to stop the attack, creating a false impression that the demons were lacking in stamina, so that they could rest assured of the bold infighting.

And that's not all!

He also sold an army of multimillion-strong corpses to Buffyment, the king of the minotaurs, through the channels of the Yogros Demon.

After the latter took control of this legion, he immediately launched an all-out attack on Yenogu and his subordinate lords of the 421st layer of the Abyss, the king of ghouls, Doreson.

Akus, one of the two giants of the Abyss, also made a deal with Zuo Si, and suddenly joined forces with the lord of the 663rd floor, Oboxs Obo, to launch an attack on Demogorgan.

Soon, the lord of the eighty-ninth layer, the Lord of the Deep, Dagon, also joined as an ally of Demogorgan.

The war between the two most powerful Demon Sovereigns has undoubtedly triggered a series of chain reactions.

All of a sudden, the entire bottomless abyss was plunged into a chaotic war.

All the Demon Lords began to take advantage of the opportunity to attack their enemies, intending to use this opportunity to expand their territory.

It turns out that a place like the Abyss, which is already full of extreme evil and chaos, only needs to throw a little variable into it, and it can immediately have the effect of firecrackers blowing up the dung pit.

What's worse is that a group of high-level players rushed into the dark well on the seventy-third floor after paying heavy casualties, freeing up many of the dangerous people who had been banished, sealed, and imprisoned.

Among them is one of the oldest Obiris demons, known as the Yellow-Eyed Tyrant, Kapiri, who is said to have been imprisoned for refusing to respond to the war that followed Chaos;

The Torture and Bloodletting Lord, who has killed three Demon Lords, Razburra Schor;

Demogorgen's former lover and the succubus queen Mecansut's former strongest competitor - Sami Amor;

The 531st Floor of the Abyss, the former lord of Vudra, and the six-armed snake demon queen who resounded throughout the bloody battle, Shatari.

In this case, not to mention what kind of alliance is concluded, people's brains are almost beaten into dog brains.

Betrayals and defections are staged on a daily basis, so much so that it is impossible to distinguish who is the enemy and who is the ally.

Right now, in the realm where the deep pit magic web belongs to the spider goddess, Rose is watching all this play out with a blue face, but there is no way at all.

Because she knows very well that it is superfluous to say anything at a time like this.

Unless the winner is decided or both sides can't fight, it is absolutely impossible for the demon lords who have already risen to the top to stop easily.

Moreover, this release of large-scale evil and chaos is also very much in line with the appetite of the Abyssal Will, so the only thing I can do is try not to get involved.

Thinking of this, the cautious and vengeful goddess raised her hand and slammed the armrest of the throne fiercely, and roared in a hateful tone: "Damn Soth!

Don't think you've won!

Whatever the cost, I swear to destroy the city of Drow that believes in Elistriad!

No one can challenge my authority!

No one can split my absolute control over the dark elves! ”

"Great Queen God, will you continue to carry out the infiltration and supply plan that was made before? If the West Coast Empire is not thrown into chaos, any attack on that city will be tantamount to suicide. A wax melt maid asked cautiously.

"Of course it goes on!

Even without those Demon Lords, we have two strong-willed gods, Shar, the goddess of the night, and Shirek, the prince of lies, as allies.

Moreover, the orc god Guush will not easily give up his revenge on Soth.

Kurtumak, the kobold god, the furious gods, and the Father of the Oak Tree are also potential partners.

We still have a good chance of winning.

Most importantly, I don't have to actually defeat him, I just need to find an opportunity to destroy the underground city, and preferably kill Elistra while it's time to do it. ”

Rose fiddled with her fingers slightly, her eyes glinting with a sinister and cunning light.

There is no doubt that, like Shar, the goddess of the night, she only uses this group of so-called allies as cannon fodder to use to achieve her own ends.

Once the goal is achieved, they will immediately choose to quit, or even simply jump back to reach a cooperation with Zuosi.

The spider goddess did not want to be an undying enemy with the will of the abyss, the "kind" of Urgasek's mouth.

Quite the opposite!

She would love to be friends with her and deal with the elven gods of Avatar.

And Elise, as a daughter, is the biggest obstacle between the two.

"As you wish!"

The Wax Melt Demon Maiden immediately bent down and bowed deeply, and then began to issue orders to the master mothers of various dark elf cities and strongholds in the dark region.

The armies of orcs who had poured into the Dark Regions from other parts of Faeron also began to march towards several exits to the surface world in the West Coast Empire, guided by these dark elf allies.

However, "slightly" different from the original plan, more than a third of the most well-equipped and combat-ready orcs were deliberately led to the location of the Dragon Spear Castle.

They will be the vanguard of the attack on the underground city, using their flesh and blood to drain each other's arrows, ammo, magic, and stamina.

When Elistra's followers fall into a state of exhaustion, the true Dark Elf elite will launch a surprise attack to kill all the traitors who dare to abandon Rose's faith.

……

Just when Zuo Si and the goddess of the night, Shar on the side of the Faren Continent were confronting each other in the air, his oil clone in the Warhammer universe finally waited for the long-awaited special cargo.

With the roar of a huge engine, a large Imperial transport ship docked steadily at the berth of the spaceport.

After about a few minutes, the hatch was docked with the passage.

A female captain who looked to be in her early forties was visibly relieved and immediately asked her men: "There are no problems with the special cargo we are transporting, right?" ”

"No, everything is fine."

The soldier who was in charge of keeping an eye on the surveillance hurriedly stood up and responded.

"Awesome! This time it was finally a thrill, and I thought we were going to die for the Empire. ”

The female captain glanced at the image on the surveillance camera with trepidation, and her face was full of fear that could not be concealed.

"Please, Captain, can you please stop approaching the terrible world of death in Katachan in the future? That damn planet is just horrible. Another officer on the ship couldn't help but complain.

As he described, if one of the most dangerous planets from the Warhammer universe were to be found, Katachan would undoubtedly be at the top of the list.

Even beyond the terrifying Chaos subspace, the world overrun by the Tyranids, and the planet of the space necrons who have awakened from their slumber.

The reason is simple!

This planet is alive and has a will of its own.

Outsiders either blend in or be wiped out completely, and there is no third way to go.

Even the Tyranid Zerg, who have the will of the hive, can do nothing about it, and can only choose to leave far away and not take the initiative to provoke.

Two of the most famous jokes in Katachan can be used to describe the extremely harsh living conditions on this planet.

One of them was that I got into a fight with a tree, and I haven't fought yet;

The other is when the wheat you planted seems to be going to eat you when it matures.

So anyone who knows anything about Katachan would never want to go near it, let alone settle on it.

Because on this planet, even a weed on the side of the road, a small grasshopper that stumbles can kill you.

As for the goods shipped from Katachan, except for the Super Jungle Warriors who are comparable to the two protagonists of Contra, the rest of the danger can be equated with thermonuclear weapons.

Especially if there is an accident in the cargo hold of this transport ship, the whole ship will be completely destroyed immediately, and there will be no chance to enter the escape pod.

Not to mention them mortals, even the presence of Astarte Space Marines or the Primordial is also immune.

Therefore, the female captain did not dare to hesitate at all, immediately opened the hatch and walked out, and told the staff who came to receive the goods: "You must handle it gently, and do not have even the slightest bump and vibration, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

"What's in here?"

The young male porter in his mid-twenty-five The porter blinked curiously.

Ever since many people began to want to work because they couldn't stand the boring and boring life of eating and waiting for death, Zuosi let the New Phyrexian Creation give up some of his jobs.

He is clearly one of them.

"Trust me, it's better that you don't know. And I suggest that you immediately inform the most senior person in charge of your contact that the goods from Katachan have arrived. ”

After that, the female captain ignored the other party's reaction, and immediately took the space elevator and fled to the ground with her officers and soldiers.

Her strange behavior suddenly made the porter feel alarmed, and he didn't dare to touch the closed warehouse at all, but directly pressed the emergency alarm button.

In just a few seconds, a bionic flapping wing drone flew close and emitted an electronic sound without any emotion.

"Employee BG31457, did you find anything dangerous?"

"That's right! The captain of the Imperial transport, which had just docked at berth 42 in the spaceport, Ms. Herry, claimed that a cargo from Katachan had arrived. ”

"What? Katachan! ”

The electronic sound finally has a hint of the ebb and flow of tone.

Soon the electronic voice was replaced by Zuo Si's own voice.

"You said the goods from Katachan had arrived?"

"Yes, the Great Juggernaut. Shall I unload it and transport it to the ground immediately? The porter asked excitedly.

There's no way not to get excited.

For him and the entire inhabitants of the Bottas Star Zone, Zuo Si's status is equivalent to that of the emperor of the empire, or even more noble, that is, the master of secular power, but also the sustenance of spirit and faith, and also clearly gives the promise of the soul to escape from the entanglement of subspace and go to another world after death.

"Nope! Don't move anything! I'll be there soon! ”

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si's figure teleported out of thin air from the palace at the highest point of the planet below.

Seeing this, the porters and other humans working nearby spontaneously fell to one knee and paid their respects to the benevolent and great protector.

After all, compared to the decaying and dark empire, this newly rising human power is like heaven.

However, Zuo Si ignored these mortals, and instead walked straight to the cargo compartment of the transport ship and opened one of the thickened hatches.

Moment!

A group of amphibians that looked like toads appeared in everyone's sight, some of them very large, and many of them were of normal size.

"Card ...... Katachan barking toad?! OMG! ”

An older man apparently recognized the creature, and the whole person was immediately frightened and sat on the ground and kept retreating, and the middle of his crotch was even more wet on the spot.

He can't be blamed for being cowardly, but this thing does have such a terrifying deterrent power.

Even a Primordial Astarte warrior who had just recovered from his injuries and was about to return to the team not far away had a drastic change when he heard the words "Katachan barking toad", and his pupils were very obviously dilated and an adrenaline rush overreaction.

The reason for this situation is entirely due to the prestige of the Katachan Vedic Toad as the first highly venomous creature in the galaxy.

In particular, the giant barking toad will explode instantly once it is stimulated by the outside world, melting all objects within a kilometer in diameter, and even the ground under its feet will form a hemispherical pit.

If a dozen or even dozens of giant barking toads happen to be in the same area, then the explosion will completely engulf more than a dozen kilometers or even dozens of kilometers.

Whether it's the Astarte warriors or their original fathers, they all end up melting into a puddle of bloody slime.

The only possible way to survive is to be on the verge of the blast and wearing a power mech with a force field generator.

Zuo Si can almost imagine the price paid by the imperial regent Robert Killiman to capture these terrifying and highly poisonous creatures.

The reason why he wanted these Katakan Vedic Toads was also very simple, that is, to give them to Talona as a gift, to see if the goddess could use her divine powers to make something shocking.

In addition, he plans to clone a batch and then make it into a powerful biological weapon like a blaster through compleatization of oil or undead transformation.

After all, such a good foundation, if you don't make good use of it, it will be too wasteful.

I had to develop a dozen or twenty different types.

After all, it may be almost impossible for the intelligent race of this universe to control a group of mentally retarded toads.

But for Zuo Si, it's a breeze.

When the time comes, just make a few trillion deposits, regardless of whether you are a space necromancer or a Tyranid Zerg, or an army of demons from subspace, throw it down in a wave to ensure that you die thoroughly, and by the way, let these guys understand who is the real "natural disaster" worthy of the name.

Of course, in addition to the Katachan Bark Toad, there were many dangerous species from this terrifying death planet in the rest of the warehouse, even including a full sixty Katachan demons.

It is a giant animal that resembles a combination of a scorpion and a centipede, and can often easily grow up to thirty meters in length.

It is rumored that they were originally the spearheads of the Tyranid faction, but were assimilated by the will of the planet into their current form.

Every jungle warrior born in Katachan who wants to join an elite unit needs to kill one of these monsters wearing only a pair of tactical camouflage pants and a dagger in hand.

Now the young porter finally understands why the female captain took the space elevator to the planet's surface as if she were running for her life.

The contents of this transport ship alone can stage a "no survivors" in the entire spaceport.

But fortunately, these terrifying creatures from Katachan were quickly transported back to the safest laboratory under the planet by Zuo Si in waves.

Half of them will be sent to Jin-Gitaxia for research, while the remaining half will be left to try and craft into biological weapons.

Seeing these mind-controlled dangerous species enter the isolation chamber of the laboratory, the praetor in charge of managing the area immediately asked, "Regarding those Katachan barking toads, what projects are you going to start first?" ”

"Of course, cloning to increase the population and then trying to increase their size and virulence. The area of impact of an explosion of just one kilometer is still too small in my opinion, and it is better to increase it to more than ten kilometers. ”

Zuo Si gave his requirements straightforwardly.

"Understood. But if the number increases too much, how do I ensure the safety of the lab? You know, as soon as these guys are frightened, a chain of explosions will erupt in an immediate manner, and the area will completely destroy the entire lab. ”

There was intense concern in the praetor tone.

After all, these Katachang barking toads need to be studied at the living and genetic levels, and they must not be rudely compleinated with oil.

Zuo Si touched his chin and thought about it for a moment, then asked, "Aren't those half-blood warriors created with Magnus genes developing psionic spells?" Didn't they do some kind of mind-control magic? ”

The proetory's head, embedded in the tip of a mechanical tentacle, shook slightly, "Not yet.

Because the energy of the subspace is always unusually chaotic and difficult to control.

It may be easy to use it to create lightning, fire, control cells, simply form force fields, strengthen the senses, heal, drain the lives of others, and teleport for a short time.

But when it comes to controlling the brain and mind, it can get a little cumbersome.

Because this requires a very precise grasp of energy, too much of it will cause the target's brain to explode, and too little will be easy to break free.

With the exception of a few rare cases, most of them do not have such talent. ”

"Well, it seems like I'm expecting a little too much from these subjects.

By the way, the Imperial side must have discovered these warriors between the original and Astarte that I cloned, right?

Don't they react?

For example, an outcry, or a desire to take action. ”

Zuo Si asked with interest.

"No, it's calm on the Imperial side, and the calmness feels unusual.

However, Regent Robert Killiman has said on more than one occasion that he wants you to form a legion of these super soldiers and join his fleet as allies.

After all, in addition to recovering the Imperial Holy Frontier, he also needs to take care of the star sector where the dark side of the empire has lost contact, and he must be overstretched in terms of troops.

You have as many Super Astarte warriors and a massive fleet as the entire empire.

If he hadn't tried to fight for it, he wouldn't be Robert Killiman. ”

The praetor shook out everything he knew.

Zuo Si sighed with a smile: "It's really not easy for our imperial regent.

In that case, let's send 100,000 men and two oil-modified Glorious Queen-class battleships to marshall, and let the Skull Reaver lead him to support him.

As it happens, I also have some weapons that I need to test in real combat. ”