High Martial Arts: Slay enemies to become stronger, forge invincibility from billions of corpses.

Kane tilted his head, looking at Carlo: "Tell me, how do you plan to repay?"

Carlo replied, trembling, "Actually, my clan foresaw a long time ago that we wouldn't be able to repay it."

"We started preparing from the generation before these chiefs. We accumulated resources and selected a group of elites to be transported away."

"Where to send it?"

"There is an asteroid belt in the orbit of the gas giant Emerald V's satellites."

"We found a suitable dwarf planet and built a backup survival base on it."

A low commotion arose in the square.

Several old winged elders exchanged glances. One of them opened his mouth as if to say something, but after glancing at the more than one hundred corpses in front of the obelisk, he closed his mouth again.

"How many people have been moved away over the years?" Kane asked again.

"Thirteen million."

The commotion grew louder.

An old winged man stood up shakily from the crowd, pointed at Carlo, his wings trembling with anger: "Carlo, what are you doing? That is the hope of my people."

"Go on," Kane said, completely ignoring the angry old winged man.

"These thirteen million are all the elites of our race. They have undergone strict selection, are healthy, skilled, and capable of reproduction."

"We provide them with the best psionic resources on the dwarf planet, allowing them to reproduce and train."

"They are all very valuable. After selling them, we can not only pay off the interest for these few installments, but also pay off the interest for another hundred years."

Carlo's speech quickened, as if he was trying to finish what he had while he still had the courage.

Upon hearing this, Kane laughed heartily. He turned to Song Chen and said, "See? What did I tell you? Ask a few more times, and you'll eventually find out something."

He turned back to look at Carlo: "Where is that thirteen million now?"

"I can take you to Emerald V, the dwarf planet."

"Does it have armed forces?"

"Yes, our clan is preparing to flee to the Dark Banner Civilization and has prepared a considerable amount of strength."

"Are we a threat?"

"No……"

Kane nodded in satisfaction and turned to his teammates: "Bone Armor, bring the people onto the ship. We're going to Emerald V dwarf planet."

Bone Armor strode over and grabbed Carlo's arm.

Carlo's wings instinctively tucked in, but he did not resist. He simply glanced back at the winged people still standing there in the square, stunned.

A hoarse scream suddenly erupted in the square.

A young winged man burst out from the crowd, wings outstretched, a short knife in his hand, and charged straight at Carlo.

"Traitor, you coward, you have destroyed the last hope of my people."

He couldn't reach Carlo; Ricky's tail lashed out from the air and shattered him in one blow.

"Who else wants to make a move?" Kane asked.

The square was completely silent; all the winged people had folded their wings tightly.

"Very good, board the ship."

Song Chen sheathed the Heavenly Blade and followed Kane toward the spaceship.

The spaceship's hatch closed, and it then ascended into the air, leaving the plaza deathly silent once more.

Inside the cabin, Kane looked out the porthole at the green planet receding into the distance and suddenly chuckled.

"They really do have stock; this trip was worthwhile."

……

One day later.

The Emerald 5 dwarf planet was much farther away than Song Chen had imagined. It was not in the Heng system where Emerald Star was located, but was 36.5 light-years away from Emerald Star.

If someone hadn't led the way, I really wouldn't have been able to find it.

It seems the Winged People really couldn't bear the Alliance's debts anymore, so they moved so many of their people to such a far place.

Song Chen stood in the starry sky, with the Emerald V dwarf planet among the densely packed asteroid belt in front of him.

The data describes Emerald 5 as a lifeless rock sphere, devoid of any signs of life.

Now, the surface of this dwarf planet is covered with countless points of light, as if someone had sprinkled a handful of glowing sand onto a gray-black canvas.

"Shield generator detected." Lina's voice rang out in the bridge.

"There are more than one shield generator; at least hundreds of them are operating simultaneously, covering the core area of ​​the entire colony."

"There are also energy cannon arrays; preliminary scans indicate at least fifty, with calibers ranging from soldier-level to fortress-level."

"And the fleet." Hammer tapped the control panel twice with his mechanical arm, and the holographic screen switched to a real-time image of the Emerald V's outer orbit.

A dozen or so spaceships of varying sizes were slowly rising from the back of the dwarf planet, forming a defensive array.

The largest ship is about 200 meters long, with an irregular diamond-shaped hull and a dark green energy shield covering its outer shell.

The remaining smaller vessels spread out around it, each taking up its battle position.

Kane looked ahead: "It seems someone tipped them off beforehand."

"We just finished clearing out the main city of the council, and the news has already reached here. This means that the communication network of Emerald Star was not completely cut off by us, or rather, they prepared an independent communication link from the beginning."

Song Chen stood by the porthole, staring at the slowly approaching dwarf planet: "Lina, how many people are on the other side? How strong are they?"

"Initial scans show that there are about three million combat personnel, and their blood energy fluctuations are basically at the fifth level. They are indeed all elites, much stronger than the old, weak, sick and disabled people on Emerald Main Star."

"There are still more than a dozen seventh-tier beings. Interesting. They're so poor, yet they can still cultivate star-core level life forms."

"However, their blood energy is around three million, with the strongest one having around five million, so their strength is average."

Kane looked ahead and spoke in a tone reminiscing about the past.

"The Alliance has been pursuing the Emerald Star for ten thousand years. Their psionic research facilities have long been shut down, and all their advanced cultivation techniques have been lost. To break through to the seventh rank, one can only rely on the most primitive method of brute force."

"To be able to produce more than a dozen seventh-tier beings under these circumstances, this winged being is indeed quite something."

"A little more food would just make a dish," Bone Armor's voice came through the communication channel as he prepared for battle in the weapons room.

"A dozen or so early-stage seventh-tier cultivators, the strongest of whom only has five million health points. I can handle them all by myself."

"Don't talk big," Lina said calmly.

"Last time when we fought the space pirates, you said you could take on ten of them, but you ended up being surrounded by five mid-level seventh-tier fighters. If the captain hadn't come to rescue you, you would have been dead long ago."

"That was an accident."

"If an accident happens three times, it's no longer an accident; it becomes your personal style."

A few low laughs came through the communication channel.

Just then, a communication request popped up on the holographic screen.

From Emerald Five ground control center. Kane raised a finger, and Hammer pressed the answer button.

The upper body of a winged human appeared in the holographic projection.

His face was completely different from the timid council officials on Emerald Prime; his skin was rough, and his eyes were fierce and sharp.

Behind him, he could see the background of the command center, where several winged beings were busy at the control console, and the real-time status of the planetary defense system was displayed on the holographic screen.

This command center is clearly military-grade; although the equipment is old, it is well-maintained, and the wear marks on the edges of the control consoles indicate that the equipment has been used frequently.

The winged man spoke: "Your spaceship from the Department of Punishment has entered our airspace. Slow down immediately and state your purpose."