Man is devouring, waves are traveling through the universe

Chapter 2 Spaceship
"You actually encountered four 'Kunjin Beasts'? No wonder they all died."

"Sword Madman, you are lucky to be alive."

Jiamu looked at Ye Xingkong and said in surprise.

The Kunjin Beast is a race among the demons and is the main enemy encountered by the human army this time.

Not only are they born with strong bodies, but the defensive power of their scales is also very strong. It often takes two or three cosmic-level warriors to fight against a Kunjin beast.

"Let's go and return to the camp to gather."

Ye Xingkong's face was pale and his breath was a little weak. He was too lazy to explain any more.

In fact, this small-scale battle should be seven cosmic-level powerhouses fighting against four Kunjin beasts.

However, because the battle was too intense, two unlucky guys were torn to pieces by the monster, and in the end only some broken limbs and debris were left.

Moreover, if I hadn't traveled through time, there wouldn't be a single survivor in this battle.

brush!brush!brush!
Ye Xingkong raised his hand, and saw that the four corpses of the "Kunjin Beast" on the battlefield and the items scattered on the ground were all put into his space ring.

As the only survivor of the battle, the many items present should become his spoils of war.

Jiamu was watching with envy from the side.

Although Kunjin beasts are powerful and fight frantically, many human warriors are unwilling to encounter them on battlefields outside the domain.

But at the same time, Kunjin Beast is also full of treasures from head to toe.

Scales and claws can be used to make Force weapons, blood and bones can be used as materials for potions, and even the flesh and blood are excellent treasures for cultivating and training animals and plant life.

"Crazy Sword, you've made a killing! These four Kunjin beasts alone can be sold for 700 to 800 million Universe Coins."

Jiamu said enviously.

Not to mention, those human cosmic-level warriors who died in battle also had space rings and carried most of their wealth with them.

Now, all of these have become Ye Xingkong's trophies.

"envious?"

Ye Xingkong sneered in his heart.

This cost my life!

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The two left the battlefield, flew about 30,000 kilometers, and finally returned to the temporary base camp of this human army.

In the pitch-black void, there was a huge silver-white spaceship floating. It was eight hundred meters long and two hundred meters wide.

This spaceship is shaped like a long sword with extremely sharp edges. There are three black star-destroying cannon muzzles on the belly of the ship, just like a terrifying giant beast entrenched in the starry sky.

In addition, there are as many as thousands of small laser cannons on the hull. When Ye Xingkong and Jiamu approached the spaceship, the spaceship's intelligence automatically locked onto the two of them, and several laser cannons spun towards them.

The two of them didn't dare to breathe. The worst of these laser cannons were at D9 level, which could easily kill domain lord-level strongmen, let alone the two cosmic-level little Karamis like them.

"Ding! Identity verification passed, pass allowed!"

A mechanical voice sounded, and then the several laser cannons were unlocked simultaneously.

Ye Xingkong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly rushed into the spaceship. No one wanted to stay under the aiming of hundreds of laser cannons for a moment.

The space inside the spacecraft is large and is divided into several areas.

However, Ye Xingkong is only qualified to go to three areas: the sanatorium area, the war preparation area, and the public area.

A few hours later, in the public area bar.

Ye Xingkong and Jiamu sat on the sofa, each holding a glass of wine, their faces lamenting. "Tsk tsk, I just heard that our 7982nd Legion suffered heavy casualties in this battle!"

"Even the powerful Realm Lords lost seven lives in the battle, two were seriously injured, and a large number of powerful Domain Lords also died."

Jiamu drank the wine in the glass and slowly told the news he had heard.

Don't be fooled by his big and strong appearance and rough voice, as if he is a reckless man. But in fact, he has a very shrewd character and is known as a "socialite" in the army.

It had only been two or three hours since the two of them returned to the camp, and he had already found out a lot of things.

"What about the other members of our team? Are they still alive?"

Ye Xingkong took a sip of his drink and asked in a low voice.

In the extraterritorial battlefield, a standard human legion consists of one immortal, ten realm masters, one hundred domain masters, and one thousand cosmic-level warriors.

And those one thousand cosmic-level warriors would act in unison with the army during large-scale group army battles, but when it came to pursuit battles or guerrilla warfare, they would split up into teams of ten.

"They haven't returned to the camp yet. They're probably dead."

Jiamu sighed softly, but there was not much sadness in his expression.

Three days have passed since the end of the battle, and the battlefield has basically been cleaned up. Those who can come back have already returned, and the rest are probably staying there forever.

Jiamu's expression didn't change much, he just drank another glass of liquor.

After hundreds of years of wandering in the battlefields outside the domain and experiencing dozens of life-and-death battles, big and small, he has long become indifferent to life and death.

Ye Xingkong also became silent, feeling a little heavy-hearted.

Death is a normal thing here.

The mortality rate in the extraterritorial battlefield is as high as 97%, which means that most people are destined to be cannon fodder, and only a very few can survive and eventually transform into strong ones.

"Sword Maniac, we are the only two left in the Thunderbolt Squad."

"How about we form a new team and call it the Jianshan Team? If that doesn't work, the Heavy Sword Team would be good too."

Jiamu suddenly said with a smile.

Ye Xingkong did not respond immediately, but stood up and said: "Let's talk about forming a team later. I have to go to heal my injuries, so I'm leaving first."

The previous battle caused him to lose his right arm and had more than a dozen wounds all over his body.

However, with the current technology of the human race, regenerating severed limbs is not a big problem. As long as the injuries do not involve the soul and the laws, recovery is not difficult.

The convalescent area is located at the very end of the spacecraft and is very small, with only two or three rows of cabinets with hundreds of white metal cabins placed on them.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a place where corpses are stored in a funeral home.

Ye Xingkong randomly found an empty treatment room and lay down in it.

Drop~
Soon the warehouse door closed, and then a dreamy light swept across Ye Xingkong's body from top to bottom.

"Cosmic-level warrior 'Ye Xingkong', the system has conducted a comprehensive examination of you. Your injuries have been identified as minor. You are expected to recover within three months."

"During the healing period, you can enter the virtual universe or enter sleep mode."

"I wish you a happy recovery~"

Ye Xingkong lay in the treatment chamber, feeling his body soaked in the cold nutrient solution, and a tingling sensation spread all over his body.

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