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

Lal pointed to the star map and said, "The Tian Shu defense line has now been divided into 122 war zones, each of which is an independent meat grinder."

"We have Nine Luminaries, Azure Star, Moon Shadow, Frost Moon, Radiant Sun, Rock Iron, and countless other civilizations, large and small, throughout the Milky Way. The other side isn't just Blood Erosion; they've brought in a large number of affiliated civilization armies."

"Many races you've never even heard of before are now piled up here, and hundreds of millions die every day."

Staring at the star map, Song Chen asked, "How many levels are there in the Blood Erosion Civilization at the tenth tier?"

Lal held up nine fingers: "The Blood Erosion Civilization has nine Rank 10s. They call themselves the Nine Holy Lords, and at least five of them have long been entrenched on the front lines."

"The first Holy Lord has already reached the peak of the tenth-level Radiant Transformation, and is just one step away from sublimation."

"The Ascension Realm?" Song Chen's heart tightened.

"Yes, half of this war is fought for the First Holy Lord. Blood Erosion wants to use the flesh and blood of countless civilizations in the Milky Way as fuel to push the First Holy Lord across the threshold."

"Once he reaches the eleventh level, Blood Erosion will advance him to a level five civilization. At that point, no one in the entire Milky Way will be able to stop them."

Song Chen clenched his fist; Blue Star was right there in the Milky Way.

My parents are on that little blue planet. If Blood Erosion crosses that threshold, Blue Planet won't even be worthy of being a side dish.

"I see."

Lal wasn't so heavy-hearted: "You don't need to worry too much about Blue Star. When that day comes, I'll arrange for people to relocate Blue Star."

"But it's too early to talk about that now. Those tenth-level beings from the Nine Luminaries Civilization are still holding out. If the First Holy Lord wants to advance, he'll have to step over the tenth-level beings from the Nine Luminaries first. It's not as easy as he thinks."

Song Chen looked at the star map and asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time: "Sir, the Alliance is not a native civilization of the Milky Way, so why is this battle requiring such a huge effort?"

Upon hearing this, Lar burst into laughter.

The laughter was completely out of place in the dull and oppressive hall. Two staff officers nearby glanced up, then quickly looked down again.

Lal pointed to his chest, then to the starry sky outside: "The Alliance isn't a native civilization, but I am."

"I grew up in the Milky Way galaxy. My star core condensed in this starry sky. This is my home."

"How could I sit idly by as those devouring civilizations attacked and gnawed my homeland piece by piece?"

"Moreover, the rules of the alliance are simple. The galaxy is the alliance's investment zone. We are here to lend money, not to desert. Once we invest money, we have to hold onto the land."

"If we can't hold on, who will repay the league's exorbitant loans in the future?"

"So in this battle, the league will not back down, and neither will I."

Song Chen nodded; he had taken those words to heart.

Lal waved his hand: "Alright, let's get down to business. Which war zone do you want to go to?"

"There's no shortage of eighth-tier fighters here now, but an eighth-tier fighter like you who can kill people of higher ranks would be a hot commodity anywhere."

"I'm giving you a heads-up so you can choose for yourself, but don't go too far back, or you won't get any fighting, and don't go too far forward, or it'll be too dangerous."

"Please help me choose."

"Then let's go to War Zone 68. The Nine Luminaries Civilization has a large fortress there called Li Huotai. It has strong defenses and good order."

"The fighting will be fierce, but it won't be like the first ten war zones where Tier 10s are everywhere and Tier 9s are as bad as dogs."

"Okay." Song Chen nodded in agreement.

"I'll have someone transfer your file over there, but I don't have any connections there, so I can't just assign you a position like before. Once you're in the 68th Theater Command, you'll be under the command of the Joint Operations Department."

"Don't jump around recklessly. No matter how good you are as a single person, you can't fight against the entire combat system."

"I know," Song Chen replied.

The next day, Song Chen arrived at the 68th War Zone.

The fire platform was completely different from what he had imagined.

He thought that war fortresses were all like the main city of Tian Shu, square and solid as a city.

But the Fire Platform is different. Its main structure covers an area of ​​over 200,000 square kilometers, resembling a giant fire banner planted in the void. Layers of crimson-gold metal platforms are stacked on top of each other, looking like countless burning scales from a distance.

Those platforms are not fixed, but flip up and down at an extremely slow pace, like flames flowing on a hillside.

Each platform is densely equipped with artillery positions and outposts, with cannons protruding from different angles.

The platforms are connected by high-energy orbits, and light points shuttle through them like blood in a vein.

Song Chen thought of the sun, which has a diameter of just over a million kilometers. This fortress is already one-fifth the size of a star.

Compared to it, Earth is just a brick in a city.

He looked up at the fire platform for a long time.

Hundreds of shuttle-shaped warships of the Nine Luminaries Civilization were moored around the outer perimeter of the fire platform. They were all silver-gray with extremely pointed bows.

Further out, there were support fleets from other civilizations.

Song Chen even saw an entire heavily armed fleet of the Rock Iron Civilization. Those ships were made entirely of rock and black iron, and were enormous. At first glance, they looked like dozens of flying mountain ranges.

He was assigned to a medium-sized outpost in the northern part of Taipei. The outpost was small, with a few corridors, a few barracks, and a public intelligence room.

The bed is a standard psionic sleeping pod, and the walls have built-in protective arrays.

Song Chen had just put his things down when the combat mission was assigned.

The messenger, a young officer from the Nine Luminaries Civilization, spoke at an extremely fast pace: "Soldier Song Chen, the combat mission has been issued. Reconnaissance indicates that a Blood Erosion super mothership is moving towards the space node controlled by our 68th War Zone."

"The mothership is enormous, possibly carrying tens of millions of combat units, and is escorted by affiliated civilizations."

"The war zone has ordered your unit to intercept and eliminate them. Mission rewards will be calculated based on the number of kills."

Song Chen picked up the meteorite sword and asked, "When are we leaving?"

"Now."

"You shall assemble at Dongsangang."

"you?"

This mission was carried out by three teams working together.

……

When Song Chen arrived at Dongsan Port, the other two teams were already waiting there.

The first team was a small squad, led by a woman who was over three meters tall. She had dark red skin and hair made of dozens of tiny metal wires that swayed gently in the vacuum.

"Are you new here?" Her voice came through psionic vibrations.

"That's right," Song Chen said.

"My name is Karen, from the Frostmoon Special Operations Unit. I hope we can work together smoothly."

Song Chen didn't reply, but looked behind her. There stood seven people, all wearing black armor and short blades at their waists, and their auras were not weak.

The one at the front has already stepped halfway into the eighth rank, and the rest are all at the peak of the seventh rank.

They looked at Song Chen with scrutiny, clearly not believing that a newcomer at the Star Crown Realm could be that powerful.

The third force was much larger, consisting of fourteen medium-sized warships, all of which were shuttle-shaped warships from the Nine Luminaries Civilization.

The leader was a Nine Luminaries man named Turik, an eighth-rank official. He was extremely muscular, with a face covered in metallic scales, and his laughter sounded like the ringing of a bell.

Turik clearly recognized Song Chen. He strode over and patted Song Chen on the shoulder: "You're that genius from the Cangxing Alliance? I heard you killed an eighth-tier opponent at the node, is that true?"

"Just lucky."

Turik laughed: "Whether you're lucky or not, we're in the same boat now. I'll attack from the front, you on the left flank, and Karen on the right. How about that?"

"Okay." Song Chen nodded.

Karen responded with a sound of agreement, which was taken as tacit consent.

"Let's go." Turik waved.

After the team set off, Song Chen flew the spaceship alone on the left wing.

About half a day later, they found the mothership.

From afar, Song Chen saw that the mothership looked like an elongated dark red egg, its surface covered with shells and membranes.

It was surrounded by thousands of escort bio-ships and ships of affiliated civilizations, whose ships were extremely bizarre in shape.

Some resemble clusters of luminous coral, their branches stretching out in all directions.

Some resembled a split gourd, with countless tiny cannon barrels protruding from their surface.

Some of them had no boat shape at all, but were like clumps of wriggling, glowing jellyfish, their tentacles opening and closing, propelling the hull forward.

"Prepare for battle, I'm facing them head-on," Turik's voice came through the channel.

"Give me the right wing," Karen replied.

"I'll take the left wing."

The battle erupted instantly.