I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Tar knelt in the pit, his only remaining eye fixed on the human warriors who were pouncing on him like wolves and tigers.

His elite troops were now reduced to a pile of mangled corpses.

Those expensive killing puppets were dismantled by the warriors with their swords and giant axes, like piles of scrap metal.

"You lowly humans! Do you think you've won?"

Tal let out a fierce roar.

A dark blue flame suddenly ignited at the spot between his broken eyebrows, where his previously shattered purple vertical pupil had been.

Ignite the very essence of your consciousness!

As the flame ignited, the remaining spiritual power within Tar surged exponentially.

With the support of the mental signal amplifier.

The air within a 30-meter radius instantly distorted, and the metal debris and rubble on the ground seemed to lose gravity, slowly suspending themselves in mid-air.

A destructive energy surge emanated from him and expanded rapidly outwards.

"He's about to self-destruct his mental state! Get out of the way!"

Lin Qingyi slashed horizontally with her long sword, cutting a Purple Spirit Clan soldier in half at the waist, and at the same time turned around and shouted fiercely.

The self-destruction of a psychic is no less powerful than a heavy bunker-buster missile.

Warriors from the Po Jun Si tribe who are too close to the target will absolutely not be able to withstand this indiscriminate combination of mental and physical shockwaves.

At this critical moment.

On a high ground 400 meters away from Tal, Afei knelt on one knee, his large bow already drawn to its full extent.

The one percent of basic attributes bestowed by Shen Tian displayed terrifying effectiveness at this moment.

In Afei's pupils, the flickering blue flame between Tal's brows was magnified infinitely.

We can't let him blow it up.

Afei held his breath, his violent blood and qi surging into his arms like a river bursting its banks. The bowstring emitted a piercing hum, strained under the strain.

Loose the string.

boom!

The specially designed armor-piercing heavy arrows approached the speed of sound, leaving a straight white trail of air in mid-air, instantly traversing a distance of four hundred meters.

Tal's dark blue flame was about to explode completely.

puff!

A cold glint pierced his left temple, carrying immense kinetic energy that ripped off most of his skull and emerged from his right side.

The arrow, still brimming with momentum, pierced the armor plate of an abandoned puppet behind them, its tail feathers still trembling wildly.

The madness in Tal's eyes froze for a moment, and the dark blue flame between his brows went out completely with a "poof," as if doused with a bucket of cold water.

His broken body, devoid of all life, slammed heavily into the pool of purple blood like a tattered sack.

"Well done!"

Reggae let out a wild laugh, raised the jet-black tower shield stained with purple blood, and like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, slammed it into the formation of several Purple Spirit Clan members who were still putting up a last-ditch resistance.

The crisp sound of bones shattering rang out one after another.

The three Purple Spirit Clan soldiers were instantly smashed into a twisted pulp by the terrifying force attached to the tower shield.

Tal's death completely drained the last bit of courage from the remaining Purple Spirit Clan army.

Without a command system, the remaining low-level psychic masters and ordinary soldiers scattered aimlessly across the wasteland like headless flies.

However, in front of the Po Jun Si warriors who had received Shen Tian's attribute enhancement, their speed was as slow as a snail.

"Kill! Leave no one alive!"

Zhao Gang, bathed in purple blood, swung his battle blade, unleashing a ten-meter-long crimson blade of light that cleaved the two killing puppets that were trying to stand up again, along with their controllers, in two.

This was a one-sided massacre with no suspense whatsoever.

Some of the Purple Spirit Clan's spiritualists, who usually held themselves in high esteem, could only let out miserable screams like pigs being slaughtered as their heads were chopped off by battle blades and their chests were pierced by spears.

Ten thousand meters above the ground, inside the command center of the Purple Spirit Clan's main starship.

On the holographic projection screen, the purple dots representing the vital signs of the team were extinguishing in large numbers at a terrifying speed.

Commander Monsa gripped the edge of the command platform tightly, leaving deep finger marks on the surface.

"Commander... the ground forces... have completely collapsed."

The adjutant's voice trembled uncontrollably as he stared at the constantly fluctuating data panel, feeling as if his mind was about to shatter.

A total of 100,000 killing puppets—a steel torrent that the Purple Spirit Clan had built with countless resources.

There were also more than 10,000 spiritualists who went on the expedition, which was almost half of the vanguard's elite force.

Now, it's all gone.

On this scorched earth of less than ten square kilometers, a group of human warriors slaughtered them all as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"How could a human possibly possess such power?"

An uncontrollable sense of dread finally surfaced in Monsa's eyes.

The fluctuations in blood and qi emanating from those human warriors completely exceeded his understanding of the overall strength of the Heavenly Fortune Palace.

What terrified him even more was that those low-level martial artists were completely immune to mental attacks!

How did they do it!

"Retreat! Immediately increase altitude! Activate the highest level of cloaking force field!"

Monsa roared madly; all he wanted now was to get as far away from this damned land as possible.

on the ground.

The clamor of battle gradually subsided.

Apart from the howling wind blowing through the ruins, the breaths of any other living creature of the Purple Spirit Clan could no longer be heard.

The ground was littered with broken metal parts and the corpses of the Purple Spirit Clan.

The dark gold ruins of the heavily armored fortress intertwined with the purplish-black fragments of the killing golems, creating a hellish scene.

Lin Qingyi flicked the purple blood droplets off her longsword and sheathed it.

She looked around and saw that although the five thousand Po Jun Si warriors were all covered in blood, their eyes shone with a frightening light.

Amidst the surging of qi and blood, not a single person collapsed.

The scorched permafrost layer was forcibly sheared away by more than ten meters.

The self-destruction of the heavy-duty golem triggered a chain reaction of explosions, generating high-temperature steam that billowed over the ruins within a five-kilometer radius.

"East District cleared! No survivors!"

"West area cleared! All crystal nucleus reactions extinguished!"

"Begin taking inventory of the battlefield."

An hour later.

Afei jumped off the top of a shattered killing puppet.

"Captain, data verification complete. All 11,320 Purple Spirit Clan accompanying spiritualists have been annihilated! All 100,000 killing puppets are now destroyed!"

Reggae slammed the dented tower shield heavily onto the ground, causing the surrounding scrap metal to rattle and clang.

He looked at the surging, violent blood and energy in his thick arms, his eyes filled with fanaticism and awe.

This is a torrent of 100,000 steel warriors and 10,000 high-level mentalists.

Just two weeks ago, this force would have been enough to raze the entire Jiangcheng defense line to the ground.

But now, five thousand warriors of the Broken Army Division have torn this group of alien races to pieces with zero casualties.

This is exactly what they want!

Tearing apart a different race!

Fighting alongside Boss Shen is fucking awesome!

Lin Qingyi looked up at the few streaks of starship flames fleeing in panic on the gloomy horizon.

"Reporting to Shen Qinwei."

"The Purple Spirit Clan's ground forces have been completely annihilated."

"The main air force is still fleeing. Should we pursue them?"