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In the holographic projection, Hermann appears relaxed.

The local who shouted "Stop!" must be terrified.

This kind of thing is very common in the universe.

When the name of the empire is invoked, even the toughest bone has to wag its tail obediently.

"A hundred-man general?"

Lin Feng planted the gun in the frozen ground. "Sounds like a good job."

Herman took a sip of his drink, looking down at his superior.

Lin Feng placed his hands on the butt of the gun and looked up at the sky.

"Unfortunately, I refuse."

Hermann's hand holding the wine glass stopped, and the silver pointed ear twitched twice.

Is this native brain-dead?

The adjutant next to the holographic screen was the first to react, slamming his fist on the main control panel.

"You lowly thing! How dare you make fun of the Imperial Inspector!"

Hermann's smile vanished.

"If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink a penalty cup."

Herman slammed his glass down on his adjutant, leaned back in his chair, and said, "Locke, go down and teach him what manners are."

"Yes, sir."

At the edge of the frame, a guard in heavy silver armor strode out.

He wore a double-star badge on his right breast.

Early stage of Star Lord.

The hatch at the bottom of the mothership slid open, and a beam of blue light pierced straight down.

boom!

The beam of light struck the center of the Dragon Terrace in the Northern Border Town.

The blast wave flattened the surrounding snow.

The light dissipated.

No nonsense.

The initial pressure of the Star Lord was unleashed without reservation.

Click click click!

The ground within a kilometer radius of Zhenlongtai subsided by half a foot.

The hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom groaned collectively, and many of them were forced to their knees by the terrifying gravity.

"Damn it!" Duan Hongyuan gritted his teeth, his battle sword digging into the ground, the hilt bent under his grip.

Blood was seeping from every crevice of the old man's body, his back was bent into an arch, and he refused to lower his head no matter what.

Chen Guoliang, standing next to him, had his right shoulder robotic arm frantically alarming and spewing white vapor.

He knelt on one knee, desperately supporting himself with his other leg.

Locke glanced at the two of them and snorted coldly.

"Your bones are quite strong?"

Locke lifted his leg and walked up to Duan Hongyuan, unleashing a powerful kick with pure physical strength.

boom!

The sword broke in half at the waist.

Duan Hongyuan was sent flying thousands of meters backward, crashing into three snow-capped mountains and vomiting a mouthful of blood.

"Old Duan!"

Chen Guoliang swung the smoking robotic arm and smashed it down.

Locke raised his hand to block.

Gaba!

The robotic arm, capable of handling hundreds of tons of force, was rendered unusable, with its parts scattered everywhere.

Locke delivered a backhand chop to Chen Guoliang's shoulder.

With half of his collarbone shattered, Chen Guoliang was pinned to the ground, unable to move.

"This kind of rubbish dares to call it resistance?"

Locke dusted off his hands.

He turned around and stared at Lin Feng a few steps away.

Intimidation seemed to have no effect on this person.

Lin Feng not only didn't lie down, but he didn't even move his hand that was resting on the butt of the gun.

Locke approached and looked him up and down.

"So you're the leader of these natives? You've got some connections, but you shouldn't be so rude to the Silverfrost Empire!"

Lin Feng lowered his eyes, looking at a scrapped part at his feet, and didn't pick it up.

This dismissive attitude infuriated Locke.

"I'll spare your life, sir. But I'll make you understand that before the Empire, natives can only grovel and speak!"

Locke roared, activating the full energy circuit of his Star Lord-level battle armor.

Three layers of light shields enveloped his entire body.

The defense can withstand attacks from the Star Lord in the mid-stage.

He stretched out his heavily armored hand, aiming straight for Lin Feng's neck.

He wanted to crush the native's cervical spine and make him kneel and pant like a dead dog.

When it was still half an inch from the throat.

Lin Feng suddenly looked up and swung his arms in a semi-circle in mid-air.

A backhand slap.

So fast that there was no sound of it cutting through the air.

Snapped!

A crisp slap rang out above the Zhenlong Platform.

Locke's hand froze in mid-air.

The three-layered light shield shattered instantly, turning into dust.

Next, his head disappeared.

His neck and upper body, including half of his right shoulder, were slapped into a cloud of blood mist!

The remaining headless corpse swayed twice, and a jet of blood spurted three meters high from its cavity.

puff.

The body crashed straight into the snow.

The wind stopped.

Duan Hongyuan and Chen Guoliang, who were still vomiting blood, forgot to breathe, their eyes staring at the pile of rotten flesh.

Barron, who was lying on the ground, gasped for breath and choked so hard that his eyes rolled back.

A slap?

Just one slap?!

The elite troops of the empire in the early stages of the Star Lord's reign, a regular army fully equipped with advanced defensive gear, were wiped out with a single, resounding slap.

Space, mothership main control room.

Hermann's haughty expression froze.

The adjutant took two steps back, his waist hitting the control panel.

Radar showed that Locke's vital signs had gone black.

Zhenlongtai.

The blood mist drifted away with the wind.

Lin Feng frowned, shook his left hand, and kicked Locke's headless corpse far away.

I looked again at Herman in the holographic projection.

This time, Hermann's expression changed.

"Insolence! All main guns, heat up! Kill him!" The adjutant was the first to lose his temper.

The muzzles of the hundred Star Lord-class heavy destruction cannons at the bottom of the mothership lit up simultaneously.

Herman shoved his adjutant aside and stood up from the soft chair.

The terrifying pressure belonging to the cosmic realm faintly seeped down through the holographic channel.

He stared at Lin Feng, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"You're good. It's been a long time since anyone dared to kill one of my men in front of me."

"You're welcome."

Lin Feng chimed in, "I can't stand people being rude. He attacked me right away, and I was just defending myself. According to your laws, that's considered legitimate self-defense, right?"

These outrageous words shattered Hermann's last bit of patience.

"justifiable defense?"

Click!

The holographic projection in mid-air flickered twice.

Before anyone could react, the void in front of Lin Feng was suddenly torn open with a crack.

Herman's true form traversed space and appeared less than five steps away from Lin Feng!

The entire atmosphere of the blue planet roared under the immense pressure of this arrival.

Herman looked down at Lin Feng.

"justifiable defense?"

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