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A deep underground fortress.

Dozens of oligarchs began to celebrate.

"Those people from the Dragon Kingdom are risking their lives to fill the hole in the Northern Territory. What the Skyhorns want is control of this planet; just hand it over."

The fat oligarch next to him burst out laughing.

"If we act like obedient dogs, we can still live in the fortress and enjoy life. The defense map has been successfully sent. Once the Skyhorn army arrives, we'll be the ones to take the credit."

A gaunt tycoon wiped his hands with a napkin.

"That Lin Feng is still foolishly preparing for war in the Northern Territory. Once the interstellar main cannon fires, he won't even be left with ashes."

Dozens of wine glasses were raised into the air.

"The Jingtian Horned Clan".

The sound of a collision hadn't even been heard yet.

A special alloy dome, 500 meters thick, crashed down from above.

The dragon's flames smashed through the dome and crashed into the very center of the round table.

The conference table exploded into powder on the spot.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

Lin Feng held the gun in one hand and stepped into the dent.

The purple-gold armor was extremely dazzling in the dim fortress.

"A toast to the Celestial Horn Clan?" Lin Feng looked around. "How about I offer you a toast in person?"

The tycoons' hands trembled, and the wine glasses shattered on the floor. They staggered backward, knocking over chairs.

"Guards! Kill him! Do it now!"

All the special explosion-proof doors on all sides popped open.

A hundred genetically mutated warriors, each over two meters tall and covered in scales, rushed out.

This is a life-saving trump card that the tycoons have built up at great expense using alien beast genes.

The fat oligarch scrambled and stumbled toward the escape route.

"Kill him! He's all alone!"

Lin Feng didn't even flinch as he held the spear.

"You're showing off a half-finished product?"

The ninth-grade spiritual power transformed into a tangible storm, surging forth from between his eyebrows.

There was absolutely no actual fighting involved.

The hundred genetically engineered warriors who had rushed halfway through the attack were all stuck in mid-air.

The ninth-grade spiritual power directly stripped these mutants of their cellular activity, causing their bodies to twist and compress uncontrollably inward.

Bang bang bang!

His powerful body was instantly crushed, squeezed into a cloud of blood mist.

Blood rained down directly on the heads and faces of the chaebols.

The fat oligarch's legs buckled, and he knelt in the blood, his crotch completely soaked.

The smell of urine permeated the fortress.

The silver-haired tycoon trembled and backed away, his teeth chattering wildly.

"Don't do anything reckless! We hold the secrets to 80% of the West's resources! You'll get nothing if you kill us!"

"Do you think I need your junk?"

Lin Feng took a step.

Click!

He appeared before the silver-haired tycoon and stomped on his right knee, shattering the bone into powder.

The screams of agony had just begun.

Lin Feng didn't stop, breaking the left leg, then both arms.

Another tycoon knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately.

"I have the ultimate formula for gene-editing drugs! I'll give you the whole thing!"

Snap! All four limbs were shattered.

Lin Feng's figure moved among the tycoons, the sound of bones cracking echoing around him.

These oligarchs, who were just dreaming of becoming governors, were now all crippled, groaning in pain while lying in pools of blood.

"Want to be a traitor?"

Lin Feng conjured chains of qi and blood in his palm, which directly wrapped around the silver-haired tycoon's neck.

With a flick of the chain, these dozens of tycoons were strung together in a long chain.

"I'll take you to a higher place." Lin Feng pulled himself up from the chains, "so your master can see you whenever he looks up."

Following the smashed hole in the dome, Lin Feng dragged the string of screaming tycoons straight into the sky.

The spatial teleportation portal opens directly above the Dragon Platform in the Northern Border Town.

A fierce wind whipped up heavy snow.

A long line of half-dead tycoons were ripped apart by the wind pressure, leaving them barely clinging to life.

Lin Feng suddenly swung the Qi and Blood Chains.

pat!

The chains were tightly wrapped around the bow armor at the very front of the B5-class warship. Barbs pierced the gaps in the armor, locking it securely.

Dozens of tycoons were transformed into a string of living ornaments, swaying in the biting cold wind.

"Open your dog eyes wide and watch." Lin Feng stopped, turned around and stepped off the warship. "You think you can die so easily? Hang in front and watch how your master gets blasted to smithereens."

The last remaining threat of betrayal within Blue Star was eradicated using the most brutal methods.

The roar of the underground arsenal was deafening.

There's one hour left in the countdown.

Barron had dark circles under his eyes and was holding a large wrench in his hand.

"Hurry! The last batch of Type B modules is assembled! Push them out!"

The underground alloy gate slowly opened.

A total of one million Type A mechanical cheetahs were densely packed into more than a dozen steel formations.

The red electronic eyes lit up in the wind and snow, forming a depressing sea of ​​blood.

Behind them, 100,000 Type B heavy-duty mechanical war beasts rose from the ground, forming the core combat force of this battle.

These steel behemoths, each twenty meters tall, are all equipped with massive pulse cannons on their backs, each shot possessing the power of a Star Core Realm expert.

The ground trembled with every step.

Iron Eagle swallowed hard.

"This firepower is enough to flatten a planet."

Duan Hongyuan stood on the high place, his old face beaming with joy.

"That shorty really emptied his pockets! I've fought a lifetime of wars, and this is the most extravagant I've ever been!"

Barron, standing below, smugly pressed the remote control.

In the sky, a hundred enormous ships broke through the clouds.

The Class A hover frigate was an emergency conversion of an old-fashioned aircraft carrier with an anti-gravity engine.

The deck was covered with high-frequency energy secondary guns, and the ship's hull was illuminated by the glow of energy shields.

Chen Guoliang stood on the bridge of one of the frigates, slamming his hand heavily on the control panel.

"Damn, I never even dared to dream of this firepower! Today we're going to blast those alien scum back home!"

A large number of Chinese warriors rushed out of the armory's passageway.

Everyone changed clothes.

He was wearing an A-class interstellar armor.

Qin Lie patted Tie Ying on the shoulder, making a crisp metallic clang.

"Your armor is pretty tough."

Iron Eagle grinned.

It comes with an energy shield and can also boost health and mana.

Qin Lie punched a piece of scrap steel next to him. The steel plate blasted a large hole in it on the spot.

"I can smash a mountain to pieces with one punch now!"

The perfect combination of technology and martial arts has dramatically increased the combat effectiveness of this army.

Lin Feng stood on the command platform, looking down at the army that was ready for battle.

"Don't hold back on ammunition, bombard them relentlessly."

Baron jumped up and down beside him.

"That's all money! If you damage it, you'll have to compensate me with ore..."

Before he could finish speaking...

The highest level of alarm sounded simultaneously in the warship's main control room and command post.

A red light flashed wildly.

Not only at the base, but also on all outdoor broadcast screens around the world, the countdown changed dramatically.

The numbers, which originally had an hour left, suddenly plummeted.

It became [00:29:59].

The entire planet Earth was in an uproar.

A general in charge of astronomical monitoring scrambled out of the command post, clutching the data board tightly in his hand.

"Lin Feng! Elder Duan! Something terrible has happened!"

The general's voice cracked, filled with despair.

"An unusual spatial distortion has occurred in space! The Skyhorn fleet is not proceeding along its usual course!"

He held the data board high in the air.

"They burned out some of the warship's secondary engines, initiating a super-long-distance jump at any cost!"

"Less than half an hour left to reach Earth's near-Earth orbit!"

The joyful atmosphere at the scene froze instantly.

In less than half an hour, the time for troop deployment was compressed infinitely.

Duan Hongyuan drew his broken sword.

"These beasts have no intention of giving us a way out!"

Lin Feng stood on the high platform and suddenly slammed his spear down.

boom!

The stainless steel floor cracked.

The platinum dragon flames shot into the sky, drawing everyone's attention back to the heavens.

"What's the panic!"

Lin Feng's voice drowned out the blaring alarms that filled the venue.

He looked up at the overcast sky.

Lightning flashes, as if tearing through space, began to appear deep within the clouds.

"Half an hour is enough."

Lin Feng pointed his gun at the sky, his murderous aura soaring to the heavens.

"The entire army is lined up to welcome the guests!"

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