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

"What brings you here?" Kane smiled, a relaxed smile.

"Your people say that if we sell you, we can pay back the interest we've been owed to the Alliance for the past few months."

"So here we are."

As he spoke, Kane's tone suddenly softened a little.

"Surrender. We're not interested in killing. Every time the Alliance dies, we lose money."

On the other side, Sadar's eyes suddenly darkened; he clearly didn't take Kane's "good intentions" seriously.

"Alright, alright, we knew this day would come. Even if you are the disciplinary department, we will not sit idly by."

"You want us to be your slaves? Dream on."

"Pass on my order: the entire army shall fight to the death, rather die than be slaves."

"So you're planning to rebel?" Kane's tone was laced with undisguised mockery.

"Three million troops, a dozen or so early-stage seventh-tier soldiers, several old spaceships, and over a hundred shield generators—you think you can fight against an eight-person disciplinary squad with all that?"

"We didn't intend to live," Sadar said calmly.

"We have lost too much over the past tens of thousands of years; at worst, we will die."

"He has backbone, but it's useless." Kane shook his head.

"Listen up, everyone. The mission objective has changed. Originally, we were to directly receive the inventory, but now we need to fight a battle first."

"The other side isn't that strong, so it won't be too difficult to fight them, but we need to control our strength. Our goal is to make them surrender, not to kill them all. If we kill them all, no one will pay the interest."

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, Captain."

The team members responded in unison, ready for battle.

Song Chen looked at them with a complicated expression. The feeling he got from these winged people was completely different from that from the winged people on Emerald Star.

"Are the winged people with any backbone still here? Or is their backbone just an act?"

He was talking to himself.

Just as the seventh squad was about to make their move, Song Chen suddenly realized something: he had come here to collect kill points, but after all that effort, he hadn't gained many.

Now that the other side wants to fight, let's grant their wish.

Thinking of this, Song Chen said to Kane, "Captain, leave this battle to me. I lack experience in combat in space. You guys just watch, and we'll share the credit."

"What?" Kane was taken aback.

"Vice Captain, are you sure you want to go yourself and not have us help?"

"right."

"Can you win?"

"We should be able to win."

Kane fell into thought, and after a long while, he nodded: "Okay."

"Attention everyone, this battle will be fought by the vice-captain alone. You are responsible for providing cover and protection."

"If he loses even a single hair, all of your mission scores will be reduced by half. No one is allowed to take the vice-captain's opponent; let him fight alone."

"Huh? We're just watching from the sidelines?" Bone Armor clenched his fist.

"Just watch. Only go in if the vice-captain can't hold on anymore. That's an order."

"All right."

After giving the order, Kane gestured for Song Chen to proceed.

Song Chen nodded, drew his sword, and flew out.

On the opposite side, three million winged soldiers had already formed battle formations, while ten million civilians watched their army from the Emerald V.

Sadar flew at the very front of the formation, wings outstretched, holding an energy sword in his hand.

Behind him were six seventh-tier winged beings, followed by a sharp assault team of three hundred sixth-tier winged beings, and on each flank were mobile formations of ten thousand fifth-tier elites. On the ground were densely packed light infantry and heavy energy cannon arrays.

The spaceship in the sky aimed its cannons at eight black figures, and the preheating lights of the energy cannons all turned red.

A figure slowly flew over, his body radiating undisguised killing intent.

"Just you alone?" Sadar's voice came through, his tone filled with anger at being slighted.

Song Chen did not answer. He drew his Heavenly Blade and took a step forward.

Sadar's face darkened completely. He raised his right hand, his voice echoing across the battlefield: "All formations, fire a volley!"

Energy beams, energy projectiles, and missiles poured out from the array at the same instant, forming a barrage that covered the entire sky.

Blue energy beams intertwined into a net, dark red missiles trailed long plumes of flame, tracing thousands of arcs, and the beams of light from heavy energy cannons, as thick as houses, blasted towards the black figure on the ground from all directions.

The light was so intense that even the bone armor standing next to the spaceship couldn't help but squint.

Song Chen stood in the center of the barrage of comments. His Eye of Truth captured the trajectory of every energy beam, the ballistics of every missile, and the energy peak of every beam of light, and fed it back into his consciousness.

In that instant, the brain processed a massive amount of information: the distribution of the impact points of 400,000 energy beams, the explosion radius of the missiles, and the penetration depth of the energy beams.

His figure flickered constantly amidst the barrage of bullets, his Void Shuttle operating at full power, allowing him to freely enter and exit between missiles and energy beams.

He appeared in a spot, swung his Heavenly Blade, severing dozens of energy beams, and then disappeared back to the original spot before they exploded.

The barrage of bullets hit the spot where he had just been standing, but he had already appeared in another location hundreds of meters away, severing the tail flame guidance systems of a row of missiles with a single strike.

The missiles went out of control, spinning and colliding with each other in the air, exploding into a series of fireworks.

The volley lasted for a full minute.

After the smoke cleared, dozens of huge bomb craters appeared on the ground.

But Song Chen stood at the edge of the crater, his armor completely unscathed.

"That's not enough. Didn't you want to fight to the death?"

His voice came through the microphone on his mask.

Song Chen didn't give him time to react. He stepped on the ground and transformed into a dark golden streak of light, rushing directly into the winged human formation.

He crashed into the front ranks of light infantry, not even drawing his sword, as the Star Core Thunder Prison unleashed itself around him. Crimson-gold lightning bolts cleaved from the void, and thirty-six thunder dragons rampaged through the winged ranks.

Each thunder dragon is ten thousand meters long, and with each strike of its claws, hundreds of winged people are pierced by lightning, lose consciousness, and fall from the sky.

Thunder Dragon uses space itself as a medium in the vacuum, and each arc of electricity is directly cleaved out from the folds of space. The winged people's energy shield is as thin as paper in front of the star core-level lightning.

The winged people who were directly hit by the thunder dragon instantly lost their fighting ability. Their wings were scorched by the high temperature, their feathers curled and charred, and their psionic circuits were directly severed by the electromagnetic pulse. They fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.

[Sold a Tier 6 Winged Man, gaining 652201 Kill Points]

[A Tier 5 Winged Man has been killed, gaining 44785 kill points]

[A Tier 5 Winged Man has been killed, gaining 77840 kill points]

[Sold a Tier 6 Winged Man, gaining 214478 Kill Points]

……

In the first wave of attack, the winged people's front-line light infantry formation was completely overrun.

Song Chen emerged from the lightning field, drew his Heavenly Blade, and charged into the left flank of the mobile formation.

The left-wing mobile formation consists of 100,000 Tier 5 Winged Humans, equipped with energy rifles and individual shields, and their formation is extremely flexible.

They flew at extremely high speeds, constantly changing direction in three-dimensional space, attempting to surround Song Chen.

However, Song Chen's Eye of Truth predicted the attack routes of all of them. His figure moved like a ghost through the formation, and every time he swung the Heavenly Blade, hundreds of winged people fell from the sky.

With one slash, a row of winged people fell from the sky; with another slash, another row fell. He fought his way through the left flank several times, and wherever he went, the winged people fell like autumn leaves.

He single-handedly decimated a 100,000-strong left-wing mobile formation within minutes, leaving less than 3,000 men to retreat in disarray.

In the sky, the winged man's main cannon fired.

A beam of energy as thick as a house shot out from the bow of the largest spaceship, heading straight for Song Chen.