Half a Year

The battle unfolded swiftly, especially with the illusionists, Mei Nu and Wei, effortlessly influencing four members of the Lei Quan Tribe. Only the strongest Lei Quan Tribe warrior, who was locked in a fierce exchange with Captain Taiwo, managed to resist the illusions. “No.” “I refuse to accept this, I refuse!” The thin Lei Quan Tribe warrior roared in a frenzy, shouting in his native tongue in his final moments. He desperately wanted to survive, but within the 'Law Domain,' he was suppressed, his escape speed drastically reduced, leaving him no way out. There was no escape! He could only fight! But he couldn't win, so he could only die! There was no other choice. *Boom!* Under Taiwo’s third punch, the thin Lei Quan Tribe warrior was instantly blasted into countless fragments of flesh and blood. Simultaneously, his internal world collapsed, spewing forth a myriad of items. “Quickly gather the spoils, then we leave,” Taiwo commanded. “Understood.” The nine Sector Lords swiftly collected the spoils, then the group transformed into streaks of light, departing rapidly. They then boarded their spaceship and accelerated away at sub-light speed. Just a few minutes later, several alien teams arrived at the scene. “An ally has fallen.” “The culprits escaped too quickly.” The alien teams conducted a brief reconnaissance before dispersing. The probability of death on the extraterrestrial battlefield was incredibly high, especially in the 'Shattered Star Belt,' an area teeming with powerful beings, where the mortality rate was astonishing. Warriors from numerous races had long grown accustomed to it. ... Inside the spaceship. “We’ve gained quite a lot,” Taiwo said with a smile. “That Lei Quan Tribe left us a good amount of spoils. Let’s divide them.” “The strongest Lei Quan Tribe warrior was killed by you, Captain. The killer gets first choice, so Captain, you pick first,” the burly Hammer said, his voice deep and resonant. “I’ll take that lightning spear. The rest you can distribute among yourselves.” Taiwo only took the lightning spear; as an Immortal, his standards were much higher. The team members then divided the remaining spoils among themselves. “What about you, Madman?” “What do you want?” Luo Feng, sitting on the sofa with a glass of fine wine, shook his head. “You all choose. I don’t need anything.” “That’s the demeanor of a true powerhouse,” Mei Nu winked at Poison. “Little Chenchen, you should also show some powerful grace, don’t argue with us.” “My concocting elixirs isn’t free, you know,” Poison said, clutching the World Ring tightly. He began exploring the vast amount of spoils within, sifting through for valuable items. After a long search, he took two items, then tossed the rest to Mei Nu. “You can choose now, I’ve got enough.” “Damn it.” “You heartless bastard.” “He’s truly ruthless, he took all the best stuff.” Wild Dance, the illusionist Wei, and God all glared at Poison with disdain. In truth, having faced countless life-and-death situations together, they were already like brothers. Such playful bickering only strengthened their bond, and they had long established an unspoken rule for dividing spoils. Despite the scornful looks from his companions, Poison showed no shame, instead looking smug. “I’m not like Madman. Madman is a newcomer, yet he possesses combat power comparable to an Immortal. Even if he’s not a core member of the five major powers, he’s definitely the beloved disciple of some super-expert, so he must have tons of treasures and doesn’t care about these trifles. Am I right, Madman?” Luo Feng grinned. Since arriving at Cangniao Star, no one had recognized his true identity. It wasn’t surprising. Firstly, the sheer number of humans in the universe was immense, and many looked alike. Moreover, only a fraction of people watched the Genius Battle, and they had likely forgotten it by now. Secondly, over four thousand years had passed, and Luo Feng’s strength, temperament, and other aspects had changed dramatically. In the past, he was green and naive, but now, having cultivated the 'Beast God Path,' he was like a coiled beast when restrained, and when unleashed, his domineering aura was astonishing… Four thousand years brought immense changes to a person. Thirdly, Luo Feng had also slightly altered his facial skin tone. Darker or lighter tones naturally created visual discrepancies. Even though Luo Feng still had the same face, a slight change in skin tone was enough to make him unrecognizable. With changes in both temperament and appearance, who would connect the stellar-level junior from the Genius Battle over four thousand years ago with the current peak Sector Lord, whose combat power rivaled an Immortal? ... Luo Feng’s team cautiously navigated their C9-class spaceship, retreating early when encountering powerful enemies, and swiftly and discreetly striking when opportunities arose, ensuring battles were brief and departures swift. In the blink of an eye, they had been adventuring in the area for nearly half a year, engaging in eleven bloody battles! Three times were particularly dangerous, with Wild Dance and Wei suffering severe injuries. Fortunately, Luo Feng intervened and saved them. ... In the spaceship’s lounge, Wild Dance emerged from his World Ring and immediately expressed his gratitude to Luo Feng. “Madman, I owe you my life now too.” “Even if I hadn’t saved you, Poison would have desperately tried,” Luo Feng said with a smile. “Don’t even mention me. Even if I tried to save him, the cost would be significant,” Poison said, shaking his head repeatedly as he squatted on the sofa, drinking. “It’s great having Madman around. Madman’s Duntiansuo… instantly traverses space, terrifyingly fast. It’s perfect for saving teammates. Plus, the enemies always focus on the Captain, thinking he’s the most important. They completely underestimated Madman.” “They didn’t really pay much attention to Sector Lords,” God said, his smile bright. “They didn’t restrain Madman… Originally, those three dangerous situations, without Madman, our team would have had to fight to the death. But with Madman… it became much easier. Madman’s unexpected interventions disrupted the enemy’s plans, throwing them into disarray, allowing us to turn the tables.” Rock, however, sat in the corner of the cabin, only occasionally responding. Luo Feng glanced at Rock, sensing his low spirits. Rock had joined the team at the same time as him. Now that Luo Feng had become the second most important person in the team, second only to the Captain, Rock sometimes still needed the support of the other veterans. Naturally, he felt a sense of loss. In the past, Rock was also confident and considered a genius. But in front of Luo Feng, he paled in comparison. “He’ll come to his senses after experiencing some setbacks,” Luo Feng thought to himself. “Babata, how many military merits do I have now?” “Including the two opponents you just killed, your accumulated military merits are 32 million,” Babata replied. “The two I just killed only added 11 million?” Luo Feng shook his head inwardly. “How stingy.” Indeed, it was stingy. Including his first kill of a Lei Quan Tribe member, Luo Feng had killed many alien powerhouses in the twelve bloody battles in the Shattered Star Belt over the past six months. By observing the merit increases, he had figured out the pattern for accumulating military merits. Killing a regular Sector Lord warrior alone yielded 100,000 military merits. Killing an elite Sector Lord warrior alone yielded 1 million military merits. Killing a Sector Lord General alone yielded 10 million military merits. These were for solo kills. If others were involved, the merits would be split, and he would only receive a portion. During this time, Luo Feng naturally targeted powerful individuals, killing either Sector Lord Generals or elite Sector Lord warriors, which is how he accumulated 32 million. “A regular Sector Lord needs a minimum of 1 million merits. That means… he needs to kill at least ten opponents of equal strength to fulfill his merit quota,” Luo Feng sighed inwardly. “Each time facing a life-and-death battle against someone not weaker than oneself, for a newcomer, each survival is a narrow escape. To do that ten times in a row?” Luo Feng shook his head inwardly. Of course, higher strength came with higher demands. The army’s requirement for Luo Feng was 1 billion military merits for a ‘Sector Lord Limit.’ But the Virtual Universe Company’s requirement for Luo Feng was 10 trillion military merits. “Without leaving the team, just killing ordinary Sector Lords, it would take ten thousand, even a million years, to gather enough military merits,” Luo Feng thought. “Moreover, there aren’t that many Sector Lord Generals for me to kill. How many Sector Lords are there in one military camp? Clearly, the Virtual Universe Company is forcing me to kill Immortals.” In the eyes of the Virtual Universe Company, a direct disciple of the Chaos City Lord should be able to kill Immortals at the Sector Lord level. ... Over the past six months, Luo Feng and his team returned to their base three times for rest, each time for ten days to half a month. “One more battle, then we return to base to rest,” Taiwo said. “Understood.” “After this kill, we can go back and rest!” The team members laughed, appearing very relaxed. They cautiously searched for enemies, and after just over eight hours, they identified their target. ... A biological spaceship, entirely emerald green, was flying through the Shattered Star Belt. Biological spaceships were actually quite common in the universe. However, they were mainly popular among races like the Demon Race, while humans and mechanical races primarily used alloy and metal spaceships. Both biological and metal spaceships had their own advantages and disadvantages. In the control room, a male creature, only 1.6 meters tall and covered in dark red scales, was extending a claw to grasp and gulp down a cup of fruit wine. Beside him was another creature that looked almost identical. Both subtly exuded fire law fluctuations. “Two Captains, the absorption is complete, and the biological spaceship’s integrity has reached 100%,” a similarly short Sector Lord respectfully reported. “Good.” Both captains nodded. Also gathered in the control room were twenty other Sector Lords, clearly of the same race. Although their heights ranged from 1.3 to 1.7 meters, their eyes gleamed with ferocity. Their full-body scales, sharp elbow spikes, and knee spikes clearly indicated a warlike race. “Fu Weisa, the detector has found battle fluctuations,” one of the slightly sturdier Immortal-level scaled creatures said. “Approach them!” The other scaled creature immediately ordered. “And simultaneously investigate their strength.” “Understood.” In just about ten seconds. “Fluctuations detected. There’s one Immortal law fluctuation, and the rest are Sector Lords.” The sturdier Immortal-level scaled creature immediately became excited. “Only one Immortal.” “Prepare for battle!” The other Immortal-level scaled creature stood up directly, letting out a low roar. *Whoosh!* All twenty Sector Lord scaled creatures rose, their bodies immediately covered in a layer of protective combat armor, and weapons appeared in their hands. Madness and ferocity gleamed in each of their eyes.