Disintegration

After three days of flying through the Dark Universe, they performed a cosmic jump. “Everyone, be cautious, don't get careless.” In the lounge, Taiwo shouted, pointing at the void outside, clear of any debris. “From this cleared region to our destination, we still have over two months of flight. But these two months... will be spent flying through various dangerous zones. Combat could erupt at any moment.” “Got it, Captain,” Duyao said with a laugh, holding a liquor bottle. “Even the newest of us seven veterans has spent over eight thousand years on the outer battlefield. We'd stay vigilant even drunk; it's become second nature. If anything... these two rookies are the ones who need to be careful.” “Just don't hold us back,” the skeleton 'Wei,' cradling a white, purple-eyed cat, snorted coldly. “Not necessarily holding us back,” Duyao said, glancing at Luo Feng and the other. “All veterans started as rookies. Rock, Madman, remember all those combat experiences we shared with you recently? Don't underestimate those small tips; they're distilled from countless life-or-death battles.” “Understood,” Rock nodded. Luo Feng also nodded slightly. Luo Feng had observed quite a bit about these seven veterans. Firstly, 'Duyao' seemed to hold the highest status among them. Even Captain Taiwo treated Duyao with great respect, and Duyao would occasionally reprimand other veterans, yet the other Sector Lord warriors showed no resentment. This was an authority forged naturally through countless life-or-death struggles. In fact, when Taiwo first invited Luo Feng and the other to join the squad, Duyao was the first to rush over... which also hinted at certain dynamics. “Rock, Madman, just stay alert.” “If combat breaks out,” Captain Taiwo instructed, “I don't expect perfect coordination from you two with the others. For now, act as mobile support. If you see any of the other seven veterans in danger, immediately go to their aid. At first... the main fighting force will still be the seven veterans.” The spaceship proceeded cautiously through the void at sub-light speed, avoiding areas where powerful beings might be concealed. Inside a cabin of a damaged, broken cosmic spaceship. Three Mechanical race members were gathered there. Their bodies seemed forged from metal, and they looked remarkably similar, like three metallic figures, each seated on an alloy chair. “Haha, this time, the three of us teamed up and annihilated the entire squad led by that alien Undying God... That alien Undying should have been of 'Marquis-level' strength, right?” one of the Mechanical race members grinned. “This time, Palati, you've rendered great service. By severely injuring and pinning down that alien Undying, we were able to seize the opportunity to eliminate the other Sector Lords... and then collectively take down that alien Undying. Truly worthy of a Marquis-level Undying; their wealth is immense. Palati... let's proceed with the treasure distribution.” As they spoke, both Mechanical race members looked at the third one. The third Mechanical race member, named 'Palati,' had a layer of exquisite dark-red armor covering his body. He calmly looked at the other two, then flipped his hand, producing two spatial rings, and tossed one to each of them. “Our temporary cooperation ends here. You two may leave,” Palati said indifferently. The two Mechanical race members grinned, each catching a spatial ring. They quickly inspected them... and immediately, fury flared in their eyes. “Palati!” “Palati!” Both Mechanical race members suppressed their rage. “Still not leaving?” Palati's eyes were cold as he swept his gaze over the two clan members. “We teamed up for this, and the military merits for killing that Marquis-level Undying are all credited to you. And these spoils... you're trying to hog over 95%?” the Mechanical race member in dark-green combat armor roared softly. The other Mechanical race member in silver combat armor also fumed, “You're going too far!” Palati stared at the two of them with cold indifference, simply watching. Both Mechanical race members forcefully suppressed their anger. “We're not asking for much. Just give us 40% to split between us. You take 60%, and we each get 20%,” the Mechanical race member in dark-green combat armor quickly said. The other Mechanical race member beside him nodded in agreement. “Get out!” Palati suddenly roared, “Without me, you two would have stood a chance against that Marquis-level Undying? Even if it was just an alien Undying who had barely reached the Marquis level, they still possessed an undying body. Do you think it was easy to kill him? Do you know how much I sacrificed? And you still want to split the spoils with me? I'm only giving you anything because you're my clan members. If killing you two wouldn't incur severe punishment from the clan, I would have dealt with both of you long ago!” The other two Mechanical race members exchanged glances, gritting their teeth. “Hmph.” “Hope you live a long life.” The two Mechanical race members instantly transformed into streaks of light and left the cabin of the damaged spaceship wreckage. “Two idiots,” Palati snorted coldly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. Although he appeared to be a metallic figure, he was, in fact, a life form. His body, while incredibly tough, was also remarkably flexible. “Hmm.” “My losses this time were considerable, but killing that alien Undying and gaining military merits is enough to compensate. Coupled with the spoils... it's not bad. However, my legion's strength has been greatly diminished... I should return to the Divine Base. I'll repair and replenish my forces there,” Palati mused. Every Mechanical race member can actually be considered a mechanical empire! Of course, the strength of a mechanical empire depends on its 'control and command capabilities' and its 'wealth.' Neither can be lacking! If there were a vast mechanical legion... relying solely on intelligent combat wouldn't suffice. It would require 'Mechanical race members' to individually control the entire legion, enabling the mechanical legion to unleash attacks imbued with laws and execute intricate coordination. This way, combat power could increase dozens or even hundreds of times. Mechanical race members are, in essence, intelligent life forms. And intelligent life forms, once they comprehend laws, combined with their innate computational and command abilities... are truly terrifying. Furthermore, with various 'mechanical weapons,' their combat power can be unleashed to a terrifying degree! This is a peak race, in no way inferior to the 'Bug race'! Bug race Matriarchs' combat tends to be more instinctive! Mechanical race members' combat, however, highlights wisdom, skill, and strategy! “Hmm?” “A human cosmic spaceship?” Palati's eyes lit up as he sat in the damaged ship's cabin. “Made of E9-grade alloy, with very basic solidified secret patterns on its surface. It looks like a spaceship carrying an ordinary Sector Lord squad. However... I can't rule out the possibility of an elite Sector Lord team in disguise.” “However...” “As long as their strength is within my acceptable range, I'll deal with them all the same. After this, I'll return directly to base to replenish my forces,” Palati grinned. “Ridiculous humans, trying to discover my reconnaissance point with a cosmic spaceship. Hmph, in terms of technological capability... compared to our Mechanical race, they're far too ordinary.” A glance into the void revealed floating debris everywhere: remnants of bodies, spaceship wreckage, weapon fragments, and more. A seemingly ordinary metal plate floated in the void, its surface etched with very peculiar patterns. At this moment, heart-palpitating energy surged continuously through these patterns, accumulating and building up. Gradually, a transparent sphere of light appeared on the metal plate's surface. “Attack!” Palati, the Mechanical race member in the distance, issued the command. “Beep.” “Boom!” A dazzling beam of light instantly tore through the void, directly striking the rapidly flying saucer-shaped cosmic spaceship in the distance. Upon impact, parts of the hull immediately melted, and the powerful force contained within the light beam ripped through the thick E9-grade alloy hull of the spaceship, instantly transforming the entire saucer-shaped cosmic spaceship into an exploding fireball. Boom! The shockwave spread outwards, radiating tens of thousands of kilometers, scattering a vast amount of surrounding dust and debris far and wide. Inside the saucer. “I bet Madman will earn more military merits.” “I bet on Rock. Look at Rock, such a steady young man, haha... This time, Rock will definitely earn more military merits than Madman. I'm betting 1 Mixed Yuan Unit on Rock.” “You're really betting, huh? I bet on Madman, and I'm also putting down 1 Mixed Yuan Unit.” “I bet on Rock.” “Madman.” Several veteran Sector Lords gathered to place their bets. Because each time they went out for a battle, it could last from a few years to several millennia, these seven veterans had clearly developed a 'gambling' interest in who, Luo Feng or the other rookie, would perform better, with Duyao acting as the bookie. Bets were quickly placed. “Aren't you two betting? If you two bet, I'll take it,” Duyao, who was squatting on the sofa, called out. Rock grimaced. Luo Feng smiled. “Alarm! Alarm! Under att—” A piercing intelligent voice suddenly echoed through the entire lounge, instantly changing the expressions of the veterans who had been laughing moments before. Almost simultaneously, each veteran quickly drew their respective weapons. “Boom!” The alarm had barely sounded when the entire cosmic spaceship violently shuddered, and the lounge cabin also jolted fiercely. The outer cosmic spaceship completely exploded and disintegrated, while the 'lounge,' forged entirely from F9-grade metal, was sent tumbling wildly through the void like a kicked tin can due to the powerful impact. As the entire lounge tumbled and flew erratically. Captain Taiwo and the nine soldiers inside the cabin felt extremely uncomfortable. “Boom!” Taiwo instantly unleashed his powerful Undying Divine Power, enveloping the entire lounge cabin. “Everyone, get out!” Taiwo roared. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The four hatches of the lounge opened simultaneously. “Go!” Duyao barked, his combat armor instantly extending to cover his entire body, leaving only his eyes visible. Beside him, 'Hammer' of the Yan Poluo race, wielding a great hammer in one hand and a massive shield in the other, flew out through the same hatch almost simultaneously. The other veterans also exited in pairs. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! One by one, the veterans swiftly darted out through the hatches. Luo Feng, with his Yan Shen weapon on his back, followed suit...