The Weepers' battle to save the human slaves of Sotis was equally tragic, as it took too much time to search for the surviving humans in the Hive.

So much so that surrounded by the support of the green-skinned orcs, two hundred weepers, Astarte, were killed in the battle to the remaining sixty-three.

Lu Mingfei didn't want to see these future blood brothers suffer heavy losses—even if it was just a dream.

Plus this dream really needs to shape a battle.

"That...... What are you going to do? None of the people here seem to have much combat power...... Obviously not a match for those beast-like guys."

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Yuan Zhinu asked in a low voice.

"They're just as lacking courage as you are. And that's not all."

Lu Mingfei said, his eyes were on the figure of some "special" people in the crowd.

Among the remaining 300,000 human slaves, there are still a small number of elite members of the Astral Army, and there should be about 200 people left, and the previous raid on the Hive City's communication system and escorting the last remaining Star Whisperers to send a message for help to the Star Sector Headquarters were almost wiped out.

The Star Whisperers are the only way and means to communicate across galaxies, but it is precisely because of this communication operation that the Weeper Company received a call for help before coming to the rescue.

"Hey! You! Dried shrimp!"

A shrill strange cry interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts, and he turned his head to see the dwarf green creature that was shouting at him.

It has long pointed ears and a nose, an ugly appearance, a pair of narrow eyes staring at Lu Mingfei, and a mouth with tiny fangs and a female grin.

The fart spirit, the lowest creature among the green-skinned aliens, usually exists as slaves and food, and its combat effectiveness is low and weak, and an adult man can easily kill a fart spirit.

"Come and kneel down for the little freak to be Scrooge, shrimp!"

The fart laughed and exclaimed, it was glad that the little shrimp was still alive, and its favorite thing to do was to use the shrimp as a mount and ride him to feel the awe-inspiring eyes of the other shrimps.

Lu Mingfei was able to live in this world for the third year because of his cowardice and timidity, the greenskins are alien races that take pleasure in war and fighting, and they have no interest in the little shrimp who cowered and whispered.

Instead, the rebellious slaves were more able to get their attention, and were then pulled out as expendable for the orc boys to fight and have fun.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the little fart spirit coldly, and stepped forward indifferently to give his response.

His palms were like cold and merciless shackles, locking the neck of this thin ass.

The butt struggled in pain with its legs, but it soon stopped—the metal knife that hung from its waist was snatched by Lu Mingfei's other hand, piercing its head.

This simple and neat method of killing is not a special skill for the residents of Homicoo, and many children who have grown up in Hive gang fighting can learn this skill.

But it's another thing to do something to this ass.

Many human slaves recognized this fart spirit, it was the rarest little thing of the orc overseers who managed the area, and it was up to the owner to beat the dog, and killing it would undoubtedly attract the wrath of the overseer. ….

Throwing away the corpse of the fart spirit like a waste, Lu Mingfei grabbed the crude metal knife, and quickly caught the fearful gaze of a few different slaves.

「…… You should be the Astral Army of the Sixth Regiment of Sotith?"

He walked up to a middle-aged man and asked, using his memories of the past.

"Now it's the first regiment, and everything that can still be fought has been put together."

The man corrected, the bulging muscles of his upper body crawling with various scars, and his dirty, dark skin could not hide his eagle-sharp eyes.

"Wipe your own ass, don't think about dragging us into the water. We don't want to get the attention of these greenskins so quickly."

The veteran of the Astral Army did not have any other strange emotions because Lu Mingfei killed a fart spirit, and coldly admonished.

"The Emperor's Avengeance Angel will descend on this planet tomorrow to save us. We need to pool our forces and break through so that as many people as possible can be saved."

Lu Mingfei didn't care about the disrespect in the veteran's tone, and said calmly.

"The Emperor's Angel? Tomorrow?"

The veteran was in high spirits when he heard this, and his eyes were full of light, although he had not seen it with his own eyes, but at least he had heard of those superhuman warriors wearing indestructible armor, representing the manifestation of the will of the Great God Emperor.

But then he calmed down again and looked at the thin boy in front of him:

"Why do you know this? Are you a psyker?"

Lu Mingfei didn't want to explain too much to them in the dream, so he just closed his eyes calmly.

A moment later, a pair of hazy golden wings stretched slightly behind him, and in addition to this, a golden aura like the sun appeared on the back of his head, and the divine aura seemed to be healing the wounds of his body and cleansing his inner soul.

"Oh my God! Are you ...... The Emperor's Sage!"

The veteran was shocked by this scene, and immediately put away all his disrespect, and knelt on the ground to show absolute respect and surrender to Lu Mingfei.

He had heard stories about the "Emperor Sage" from the legends and myths propagated by the Anglican Church, and he had also witnessed the image of the Sage painted in glass in the lavish Anglican church.

"Tell me your name, soldier."

Lu Mingfei's eyes opened again, and the surging golden brilliance flowed in his eyes like flowing water.

"Hackren. Hurley, captain of the 9th Tactical Squad of the 1st Regiment of Sotis, we will fight to the death for the Emperor!"

The veteran's body trembled uncontrollably with the frenzied excitement and excitement.

"Gather all of you and get ready for battle."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Yes!"

Hakren immediately got up from the ground and ran towards the depths of this settlement, they must have had their own means and ways to hide under the eyes of the orcs for so long.

"Next...... What should we do?"

Yuan Zhinu, who had been following Lu Mingfei, asked in a low voice.

"Arm these people and fight them out, and complete the rendezvous with the fighting brothers in charge of the rescue, and this dream will be over."

Lu Mingfei said.

Just as Gen was about to say something, a cold restraint clamp locked him from the back of his neck and lifted him up, as if he was playing with a small animal caught in a trap. ….

Yuan Zhinu struggled to struggle, but as he said, he was not the transcendent body with dragon blood now, and he couldn't break free normally for a while.

"You two shrimps killed my rarest little fart, didn't you?"

A tall green figure gasped and said, his eyes as round as copper bells reflected the golden light behind Lu Mingfei.

In one hand, he grasped the slave trap that hung the young girl, and in the other he held a red creature the size of a table.

The owner of the fart has come to the door—a ruthless and powerful orc overseer.

"Eat him!"

The orc overseer didn't do it himself, as if he was looking for the source of the power of the light behind him.

He blew his whistle, and the red creature he was holding in his left hand, known to the orcs as "Beast Shepherd", howled and jumped up.

Although it looked like a ball of flesh with a short truncated tail on the outside, its two hind limbs were extremely powerful, and it rushed to Lu Mingfei in the blink of an eye, enough to swallow Lu Mingfei's whole mouth, and the mouth was full of sharp fangs.

In the face of the disgusting smell of the fishy wind, Lu Mingfei just moved his steps slightly, and the small knife in his hand brought out a splash of blood, and Skoog's narrow and thin eyes were blinded, and he slammed his head against the wall screaming.

「ForTheEeror！」

With a high-pitched battle cry, in the shocked eyes of all the human slaves present, the golden wings of light completely stretched out from behind Lu Mingfei, and the posture of the sage appeared in front of everyone.

Lu Mingfei raised his palm, and the golden divine energy quickly materialized and condensed into a brilliant arrow, and with a flash of light, the head of the orc overseer exploded in an instant, falling apart like a broken watermelon.

96.

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