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

Song Chen saw smoke rising from Zephyr's right arm, and the runes on its surface dimmed. He had deflected the enemy's third wave of core attacks, but at a cost.

At that very moment, the enemy's rear moved.

Countless small biological ships surged out from behind the three giant ships. Song Chen used his star core to sense them, but only detected an endless red tide.

They bypassed the front, flanked from both sides, passed through the torn artillery barrage, and crashed into the city's outer edge.

The defenders' close-in weapon systems were still firing, but the barrels were already red-hot, and some turrets had even melted due to continuous firing.

The coalition warships rushed forward desperately to intercept them, but the disparity in numbers was too great.

Song Chen saw a rock-iron heavy armored ship crash directly into the biological ship group, smashing more than a dozen ships in succession before finally being brought to a stop. The ship's hull was covered with biological tissue and began to disintegrate from the inside.

The gray-blue shield above the city finally gave way, and like a piece of crushed thin ice, it slowly fell from above.

The energy fragments crashed into the street and onto the metal buildings with a deafening sound.

The outer defenses have been breached.

Song Chen stood at the edge of the observation platform, watching the dark red sky descend.

He felt his breathing slow down, the star core spinning rapidly within his body, and his qi, blood, and mental energy being fully replenished.

The silver armor clung tightly to the skin, cool and reassuring.

He held the meteorite blade in his hand, its jet-black blade reflecting the city's flames.

"Is this what space warfare is...?"

Everything before him told him that Earth was too small, too small to contain this kind of battle.

……

Above, the biological fleet of the Blood-Eroded Civilization flooded the outer perimeter of the defense line like a burst dam, and the first armored barrier was already covered with writhing combat creatures.

Song Chen could clearly feel the vibration coming from the wall behind him, which traveled from his feet to his back. It felt like the entire defense line was being held underwater, with leaks coming from all directions.

He looked up at the ceiling; most of the lights in the inner corridor had been turned off, with only a few still barely hanging on, casting a dim yellow light that illuminated swaying shadows.

The air was filled with all sorts of smells: the burnt smell left by psionic overload, the stench of burning biological tissue, and the sharp odor of metal being cut by high temperatures...

Countless flavors mingled together, creating a unique, intense aroma that belonged only to the battlefield.

Song Chen knew it was his turn to step up, so he drew his sword and charged into the Blood Erosion horde.

There were wounded everywhere along the way, including silver-armored warriors of the Moonshadow Clan whose armor plates were stained dark red with blood. Some plates had even fallen off in one piece, revealing the bulging wounds underneath.

There were psionic gunners from the Radiant Sun Civilization, their golden skin covered with gray-black scorch marks, their psionic guns still burning hot.

There were heavily armored shield guards from the Ironclad Civilization. These massive figures held up alloy shields as large as half a wall in front of them, the shield surfaces riddled with pits and covered with traces of biological claws and corrosive fluid.

"The east side is breached! The east side is breached!"

"Those things are coming up, we can't hold on, we really can't hold on!"

Some people ran and shouted, their voices filled with fear.

Song Chen looked at him. He recognized the soldier. He was from the Moonshadow Clan and was quite young. He had seen him a few times at the training ground before, always following behind a few veterans to learn how to use a sword.

His face was covered in blood, and his left arm hung limply at his sides, as if it were broken.

He kept running until a rock-steel shield guard grabbed him, causing him to stagger and stop.

"Don't panic, be clear, which section on the east side?" the shield guard asked.

"They're all here! There are so many, they've all come up!"

Upon hearing this, Song Chen moved his feet and activated the Void Shuttle.

This ability was suppressed to its limit after the Tian Shu Space was sealed off.

What used to be a million kilometers, is now reduced to ten thousand meters.

But he didn't feel sorry for it. Ten thousand meters is certainly not enough for a quick trip, but this was inside the defensive line.

The distances of corridors, passageways, cubicles, and platforms are all measured in hundreds or thousands of meters.

Ten thousand meters is enough for him to move freely within the entire defensive line.

Song Chen's figure disappeared from the spot and reappeared in the passage on the east side that had been breached.

All he saw at first glance were enemies; the blood-corroding creatures were like a swarm of beetles emerging from the ground, filling the entire corridor.

They come in all sizes, some only half a person's height, with long, thin limbs, climbing along the ceiling and walls at a speed as fast as a shadow.

The larger ones are four or five meters tall, covered in armor, with two pairs of sickle-shaped forelimbs slashing through the air, each slash bringing forth several dark red corrosive blades of wind.

Further away, several even larger creatures were using the bone hammers on their heads to pound on the partition doors of the defensive line, causing the entire corridor to tremble with each strike.

The ground was littered with corpses, some of the enemy's, some of the allied forces'.

Blood pooled into thin streams, flowing down the cracks in the ground.

Song Chen saw that a soldier from the Huiyang civilization was still alive, but was trapped under a broken metal beam, his lower body was gone.

He was still firing at the enemy, the muzzle of his psionic gun flashing with bursts of light as it struck the chest armor of a Tier 7 heavy armor destroyer, producing only a few small sparks.

Song Chen vanished from his original spot and reappeared behind a Blood Erosion Rank 7 monster.

Just as this seventh-tier creature pierced the chest of an allied soldier with its tail blade, before it could even pull the blade out, Song Chen's knife had already sliced ​​through its neck.

The blade encountered no resistance, cutting through butter like a hot knife through butter; its head flew off, hitting the wall with a soft thud.

A system notification tone also sounded.

Song Chen ignored it, and his body disappeared again.

The next time he appeared, he was standing on the back of a Tier 7 heavily armored destroyer.

The Destroyer was using its four scythe-like limbs to support itself as it charged toward the Allied firing position ahead.

Song Chen gripped the knife handle with both hands, pointed the blade downwards, and plunged it into the thinnest gap in the carapace on its head.

As the blade pierced his body, he flicked his wrist, and the blade energy exploded inside, like a miniature blade aggressor, turning his brain tissue into a pulp.

The destructive entity continued to surge forward, only collapsing to the ground with a thud two steps later.

Song Chen flipped off its back, and with a horizontal slash of his blade, a sixth-order explosive creature that pounced on him was cleaved in two.

The slaughter continues!