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A hand passes through the vortex.

The surface of his palm was wrapped in a purple-gold primordial energy, and when his five fingers fell, the space inside the control room froze simultaneously.

The officer in charge of the transfer stumbled back several steps, knocking over the control panel behind him.

"Activate the backup channel!"

"The passage is out of control!"

"Sever the spatial anchor point!"

"Cannot be cut off! Permissions are being reverse-overwritten!"

The red alert on the light screen kept flashing.

The officer stared at the hand reaching out from the void, his voice trembling.

"Lin Feng, you dare to act across spatial boundaries; the Arbitration Tribunal will not let you off the hook!"

Lin Feng's voice came from the other end of the vortex.

"If the arbitration tribunal were useful, you wouldn't have locked the teleportation channel."

The officer gritted his teeth and reached for the space chip on the control panel.

Once the chip is removed, the space anchor point will lose its coordinate support.

The entire crystal vein will collapse.

The people inside will also be torn apart by the turbulent currents.

The moment his finger touched the chip, the spatial vortex suddenly contracted forward.

Lin Feng's hand traveled hundreds of miles and directly gripped his head.

"You're going to dismantle the passageway?"

"Why don't you test how hard your head is first?"

The officer's face turned deathly pale, and his inner power erupted.

The power of a second-level Dominator Realm expert struck his palm, but it did not cause any disturbance.

The 50-meter absolute restricted zone extends along the spatial passage.

The walls, console, and light curtain in the control room all stopped operating.

The officer's vital essence was forcibly forced back into his dantian.

He was about to speak when Lin Feng's fingers tightened.

boom!

The skull exploded.

Before the blood mist could even land, it was swept away by the spatial vortex.

The control room was deathly silent.

The other officers stood still, not daring to even draw their weapons.

Lin Feng's gaze fell on them through the vortex.

"Who just ordered the control room to be sealed off?"

No one answered.

An officer quietly backed away, his hand reaching for the siren at his waist.

Lin Feng raised his eyes.

boom!

The officer's chest caved in, his body crashed through the wall, and he flew dozens of meters before slamming into the metal ground.

The remaining people's faces were completely drained of color.

"You can tell me now."

"It was the deputy commander who gave the order!"

"The legion commander knows about this too!"

"We're just following orders!"

They all rushed to speak, pushing all the blame onto others.

Lin Feng had no interest in hearing these explanations.

He raised his hand and grabbed.

The light curtain in the center of the control room was forcibly pulled in front of the vortex by spatial forces.

A series of records emerged.

Teleportation coordinates modified.

Real Star Abyss Connection.

The consciousness protection protocol is closed.

Space exit blocked.

The last command was clearly displayed on the light screen.

[Target: Lin Feng. His physical body must be recovered intact.]

Lin Feng watched for two breaths.

"That's quite thoughtful."

An officer hurriedly said, "This is the corps commander's order! You can't kill us!"

"He gave the order."

Lin Feng looked at the group.

"You were the ones who moved the people."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand that emerged from the vortex suddenly transformed into a fist.

boom! boom! boom!

The three officers exploded simultaneously.

The last person knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands.

"I can testify!"

"I know all the secret passages of the Second Fleet, and I know what Augustus will do next!"

Lin Feng did not stop.

"When you locked the passage just now, why didn't you think to leave yourselves an escape route?"

The fist landed.

The control room fell silent again.

Lin Feng flicked his five fingers, and the space chip was pulled out of the control panel and fell into his palm.

A system prompt then appeared.

[Spatial anchor points in the area have been taken over.]

[Countdown to lifting the space blockade: 30 breaths.]

Multiple instances of forced connection coordinates were detected.

[Should all external permissions be cleared?]

"Clear".

All the light curtains went out simultaneously.

The spatial connection between the Second Fleet and the Real Star Abyss was completely severed.

At the other end, inside the grotto.

Lin Feng withdrew his arm, and the vortex closed in front of him.

On the altar, the dark red crystal stopped vibrating, and the cracks on its surface gradually disappeared.

He raised his hand and pressed it against the crystal.

"Lift the lockdown."

The rules of space spread out.

Above the ore vein, the previously twisted rock strata began to recover. The sealed cracks opened one by one, and the outside air flowed back into the ground.

In the rift valley, Chu Tiange was leading his men to evacuate.

Suddenly, the shaking beneath everyone's feet stopped.

The old man with the short sword turned and looked into the depths of the mine.

"it's over?"

Chu Tiange sensed the situation for a moment, then slowly sheathed his sword.

"The spatial blockade is receding."

The next moment, footsteps echoed from the deepest part of the mine.

Lin Feng emerged from the darkness.

He now possessed a spatial chip, and his aura was completely different.

Chu Tiange looked at him.

"You broke through?"

"First-tier Overlord".

Lin Feng answered casually.

All around was quiet.

The old man with the short sword held the crystal marrow he had just dug out. His hand trembled, and crystal fragments fell to the ground.

"You were still a half-step Dominator before you went in."

"After going in, they killed the queen insect, dismantled the anchor point, and even broke through?"

"He also killed a few people along the way."

Chu Tiange's face darkened.

"Through space?"

Lin Feng nodded and looked at everyone.

"It's time to go back now."

No one hesitated any longer.

The group quickly left the mine with the collected crystal marrow.

Lin Feng walked at the back, and he glanced back at the altar.

The spatial anchor has lost its luster.

Deep within the crystal, a strange black pattern flashed briefly.

Lin Feng stopped in his tracks.

The patterns vanished instantly when mental energy swept over them.

"Is there anything else?"

He did not investigate.

The passage above is closing in, and Chu Tiange is already urging them on.

Lin Feng withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

The grotto was plunged into darkness again.

Only in the center of the altar remained a wisp of unidentifiable spatial fluctuation.

......

Outside the Second Fleet control room.

When the vice commander arrived with the fleet's elite troops, all he saw was a pool of blood.

The main control light curtain went out completely, and the space chip disappeared.

The vice commander stared at the swirling vortex that had not yet dissipated, his fist slowly clenching.

The communicator suddenly rang.

Augustus's voice came through.

"Where's the mother insect?"

The vice commander did not answer.

At the other end of the vortex, Lin Feng glanced back.

"Tell him."

"I killed the person, and I took the things."

The vortex completely closed.

The deputy commander's face was grim.

At the same time, above the underground rift, a spatial portal slowly took shape.

Lin Feng was the first to step out.

Chu Tiange, the old man with the short sword, and the surviving trainees appeared one after another.

They were all injured, but each carried a storage box filled with crystal marrow.

The land of Xinghuo Camp reappeared beneath everyone's feet.

The central square was in chaos.

The formation instructors, medical team, and instructors who stayed behind were already waiting outside the teleportation array.

When the first person stepped out, everyone was stunned.

"Someone's back!"

"It's Chu Tiange!"

"There are more people behind!"

The news spread quickly throughout the camp.

Yan Zhan stood in front of the main control panel, staring intently at the teleportation array.

When Lin Feng stepped out of the door, he finally released his sword.

Within the star ring, life signals lit up one after another.

Yan Zhan watched the increasing number of light spots and remained silent for a few moments.

"Are they all alive?"

The formation instructor's voice trembled.

"It has been confirmed that a small number of trainees have been killed, and those who are seriously injured are receiving treatment. No one has been left behind in Xingyuan."

A serious crisis is brewing.

In the direction of the Second Fleet's base, gunfire was still flashing.

He disabled the main battleship's attack permissions.

"Cease the attack!"

Outside the Starfire Camp, the black warships retracted their cannons.

At the Second Fleet's base, the crumbling defensive walls have stopped collapsing.

After landing, Lin Feng's first words were neither to inquire about the wounded nor to check the damage to the camp.

"Where is my mine?"

The old man with the short sword immediately handed over the storage box.

"Let's go with 60%."

Lin Feng took the storage box, scanned it with his divine sense, and nodded in satisfaction.

Chu Tiange walked up to him.

"I owe you another life this time."

"Keep accounts."

"Is this all you know?"

"The current pricing standard remains unchanged."

Chu Tiange glanced at the trainees around him, who were covered in wounds, and took out a dark gold star core from his storage ring.

"This is my personal property."

Lin Feng accepted it.

"Interest?"

"A gift of thanks."

"Then let's make another note of it."

Chu Tiange: "..."

The old man with the short sword next to him couldn't help but turn his head and chuckle.

Before the laughter had even subsided, a piercing, strange noise suddenly erupted over the camp!