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The heatwave in the canyon distorted the air.

The mythical Indra stands quietly, like a sculpture integrated with the charred rock.

Li Haotian's worker bee compound eyes, hidden in the rock crevice, blinked.

"Alright, that's enough foreplay."

He used his hive mind to issue commands to war machines located in underground lava nests.

"It's your turn, big guy."

The next second, the entire lava canyon began to shake violently.

Boom—

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the ground beneath Indra's feet, but the five-person team behind him didn't even flinch.

The lava river at the end of the canyon suddenly exploded, sending up a fire wave tens of meters high.

A colossal creature slowly emerged from the scorching lava, its feet resting on the hot magma.

It was a behemoth comparable in size to a heavy tank, its entire body covered in thick, dark red armor, with a magma-like red glow flowing from the gaps in the armor. Each time its eight ferocious limbs landed, they left deep marks on the hard rock.

Most striking of all is the enormous cannon barrel on its back, made of black bio-crystals, radiating a chilling heat from its muzzle.

Alien: Hellfire.

Its heavy footsteps, like war drums, struck one's heart with each beat.

The five people behind Indra finally moved.

The burly man wielding the heavy shield took half a step forward, and the shield hit the ground with a dull thud.

The assassins and archers on both sides lowered their bodies slightly, assuming a stance ready to launch an attack at any moment.

The mages and priests behind them were quietly protected in the safest positions.

The whole process was smooth and seamless, without a single unnecessary word of communication; they were as in sync as if they were one person.

Li Haotian couldn't help but laugh.

He controlled the hellfire, stopping fifty meters in front of the Indra's team. His huge head lowered, and his scarlet compound eyes scrutinized the "little bugs" in front of him.

A lazy voice echoed through the canyon through the unique vibrations of the Hellfire's vocal cords.

"Boss, this is quite a show of power."

"They even have a bodyguard team when they go out; they look very professional."

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of irreverent teasing.

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"Will they still offer that... you know, professional coffin-carrying service?"

Indra ignored his trash talk, and simply raised his head to look up at the enormous creature in front of him.

His voice came through some kind of amplification device, clear and steady.

"Inspect the goods."

"readily."

Li Haotian likes dealing with this kind of person the most; it saves him trouble.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

The Hellfire raised its head, and the bio-cannon on its back began to charge, with a blinding red light condensing into a point at the muzzle.

hum-

The surrounding air buzzed, and the heat even caused the armor on the Emperor Shitian squad to glow red.

The next moment, a plasma beam with a diameter of more than half a meter shot out, carrying an aura of destruction.

boom!

The beam of light missed its target, instead grazing the canyon walls and flying into the distance, flashing past a solitary peak a kilometer away.

There was no explosion.

That solitary peak, hundreds of meters high, vanished as if erased by an invisible eraser, leaving only a brief bright spot on the horizon.

On the canyon wall, there is a bottomless molten channel with edges as smooth as a mirror.

A deathly silence.

The five-person team behind Indra finally reacted.

The archer carrying the longbow tilted his head slightly and spoke softly to his shoulder armor.

"The peak thermal energy exceeds 3,500 degrees Celsius."

"The beam's speed cannot be detected; the initial assessment is that it was a momentary strike."

"Penetration assessment: A+ level."

His voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if he were reporting a set of dry data.

Li Haotian raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

"Wow, you even bring a personal data analyst? That's high-end."

Indra finally spoke, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger.

"I am very satisfied."

Name your price.

"No problem."

Li Haotian's voice became lighter and more cheerful.

"Things from the game are easy to get. Give me five hundred tons of 'Abyssal Crimson Iron' and three hundred tons of 'Void Crystal'."

"As a bonus, here's a complete map of 'Wailing Abyss,' accurate to the coordinates."

Indra did not hesitate at all.

"Can."

Li Haotian chuckled and changed the subject.

"In addition, I need something in the real world."

"Osmium-iridium alloy, is there any way to get it?"

The air in the canyon seemed to freeze for a moment.

Indra fell silent.

Although the five-man squad behind him remained in combat stance, Li Haotian could clearly sense that their aura had changed.

Previously it was about being vigilant; now it's about scrutiny.

"Interesting," Li Haotian thought to himself.

It seems this thing is more sensitive than I thought.

He immediately adopted an indifferent tone.

"Hey, just kidding, look how nervous you guys are."

"Real-world matters are too troublesome, forget it."

"How about this, let's use information from the game instead."

"Have you heard of the S-rank world event 'Sunken Fleet'? I need its entire trigger process and hidden quest clues."

"This shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Indra remained silent for a few seconds, seemingly weighing his options.

"make a deal."

"happy!"

Li Haotian snapped his fingers, even though Hellfire didn't have fingers.

"Then let's hand over the responsibilities."

He began operating on the system panel, transferring the "temporary access rights" of Hellfire to Indra.

Hellfire received new instructions and strode heavily toward Indra's squad.

The five people behind Indra tensed up once again.

No one noticed the moment the massive body of the hellfire passed by them, blocking out the light.

A dark purple spore, smaller than a speck of dust, quietly detached itself from the crack in the Hellfire's carapace.

It swirled in the air with the scorching airflow, and floated precisely into the gap in the archer's shoulder armor as he reported the data.

The entire process was completely silent.

【Alien • Microscopic worker bee (spore morphology)】, already parasitized.

[Target locked, honeycomb mind channel being established...]

Li Haotian's main consciousness had quietly withdrawn, leaving only a wisp of thought to control the subsequent handover process.

Deep within the hive, watching the close-up images transmitted by the worker bees, a silent smile spread across his lips.

"Big Brother, let me see."

"What kind of deities are hiding under your skin?"