The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

"If it were a fantasy world, I'd really like to see elves and dragons," Lin Ye said with a mischievous grin. "Hehehe, it would be even better if I could find one to be my wife!"

"Tch, with your age and lifespan, you don't even have a fraction of what others have achieved, yet you still dream of such a thing."

"Exactly, people are a race that judges by appearances, whether they're interested in you or not is another matter."

The other two team members teased and mocked Lin Ye.

Upon hearing this, the person involved jumped up and exclaimed, "Damn, what's wrong with my looks?"

"I think you've been observing each other too much in the main world; your eyes have become too critical."

The genes in the Ling Cage world have long been optimized, making them immune to congenital defects, genetic diseases, and even common colds and fevers.

Acne and facial hair, which affect appearance, are not an issue at all.

A healthy and well-proportioned physique and a dignified appearance are the norm in the main world.

"Alright, stop bragging about your looks. If there were really elves, the friendly greetings they'd send would definitely be magic and arrows," Zhao Ang interrupted the lively discussion.

With a pedal stroke, it accelerated and charged towards the forest ahead.

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A gale swept across the sky, carrying wisps of clouds. Several dreamlike flying beasts, resembling giant rays, stretched out their cicada-wing membranes and steadily pulled the wooden merchant ship suspended in mid-air forward.

The flying beasts do not simply take off by flapping their wings, but rather are lifted into the sky by the unique strong magnetic field and air currents of Pandora.

The wooden spaceship carried into the sky by the glowing pouch belongs to the Wind Merchant of Pandora.

They lived on merchant ships, traveling between various tribes, and using local specialties such as crystals, herbs, animal hides, and handicrafts to travel all over the planet.

Of course, such trade was not without its challenges; the unruly Na'vi tribes were a risk they had to bear.

For example, the area they are currently traveling through happens to be inhabited by a ferocious and savage raiding tribe that has abandoned its faith.

They do not engage in production but live by plundering; whether it is the merchant ships of the Wind Merchants or the settlements of the Forest Tribes, they are all their prey.

What's most frightening about them is their ruthless approach, leaving no survivors and giving merchants no chance to negotiate tolls. They are notoriously barbaric and are a group of arsonists.

"Waaaaahh ...

The savage roar shattered the tranquility of the sky, and the excited shouts and fire arrows coming from all directions instantly threw the merchants and their families on the merchant ship into a panic.

"It's the Ash Clan—!!"

"Prepare for battle!!" A scout riding an Icaran bird dodged the rain of arrows and weaved through the merchant ship, constantly issuing warnings.

"Children and women, get into the armored compartments immediately! Men who don't want to die, grab your weapons!!"

The leader berated the panicked crowd, his heart pounding as he watched the raiders, their bodies covered in crimson and charcoal-black patterns.

As he estimated the number of the opposing team, his mood plummeted.

There are too many people. Even including the elderly, they only have less than a hundred combat personnel on their side.

Even though the guards on deck were all experienced Na'vi warriors, they could hardly withstand their relentless attacks.

"Throw all the cargo down and let the manta ray lift us up and get us away from here!"

"Archers and slingers, shoot their ember-winged bats! Quickly lower the intercepting ropes on the ship..."

The leader has given repeated orders, now hoping that the Grey Clan will let them leave for the sake of the goods.

However, he still underestimated these war-crazed madmen with destructive intentions.

In response to the defensive measures taken by merchant ships against aerial units.

Some Ashbringers covered themselves in sulfur and fire, prayed for the fire god's blessing, and then spontaneously combusted into one of the airbags supporting the merchant ship.

The burned-through airbag lost its buoyancy and gradually dragged the manta ray flying ahead of it downwards!

"These damned bandits!!" The leader's heart was bleeding as he watched the manta ray wail and the No. 3 merchant ship crash to the ground.

Raising a stingray to adulthood is practically the culmination of a generation's hard work.

Now that he has lost a large amount of supplies, he has no way to trade with other merchants.

But it's too late for regrets now; the goods have already been thrown out.

The Ash Clan had no intention of letting them go. Now, whether they could escape alive from these butchers was an extremely slim question.

"Boom! Hiss—!"

After a fierce battle, the air escort protecting the merchant ship quickly lost air superiority due to the raiders' fierce attacks and numerical advantage.

A large number of Ashbringer warriors riding Emberwing Bats flew around the merchant ship, throwing their sulfur fire sacs onto the deck.

When these sacs hit the wooden hull, canvas, or even the ropes used to tug the giant beasts, they burst instantly, and the viscous liquid inside, which smelled of sulfur, splattered everywhere.

At the same time, another group of Ash Warriors hurled burning short spears, igniting objects stained with the liquid.

The flames burned exceptionally quickly, accompanied by toxic fumes that had a strong paralyzing and suffocating effect.

In an instant, the wooden hull groaned in agony as the flames burned, and the pain spread to the ropes and saddles connecting the ray.

"Ah! My eyes!"

"Cough cough cough...poisonous smoke!"

"Put out the fire! Protect the manta ray!"

Under the onslaught of flames, the deck quickly descended into chaos.

The pungent fumes made it difficult for the guards to breathe, greatly reducing their combat effectiveness.

They tried to put out the fire with their stored water, but the Ash Clan didn't give them that chance.

"For the ashes! Leave no survivors!"

With this roar, a large number of Ash Warriors charged down on their mounts.

Like a vulture, it swooped down with pinpoint accuracy on the panicked Na'vi on the deck.

Just as a Na'vi guard deflected a burning javelin with his spear, he was rammed off the deck by an Emberwing Bat that swooped down from the side and plummeted toward the ground.

Two guards who tried to cut the burning ropes were pinned to the deck by several burning short spears and were instantly engulfed in flames.

Watching the merchant ship, transformed into several rolling, burning fireballs, trailing thick smoke, plummet into the deep, dense forest.

The Ash Clan leader, Valang, had a sickly flush on his face.

Fire and smoke should purify everything, and ashes are where new life is born.

O mighty flame!

This is my most sincere hymn to you!

"Ava, send men down to arrest all the remaining survivors."

They are those who have been tested by fire. If they refuse to join us, cut off their queues first, then kill them.

“Sida, send men to retrieve the fallen cargo along the way; it was the spoils of war that we were rightfully entitled to.”

"Yes!"

Upon receiving the order, the two fanatical leaders quickly shouted and yelled at their men to head towards their destination.

Chapter 95 Rescue

“Long ears, slender figure…hehe, Old Lin, which one do you want as your wife?” Zhao Ang pointed at the monotonously dressed Ash Clan warrior with a wicked grin.

Seeing Lin Ye's constipated expression, the other two chimed in with smirks: "Yeah, Lao Lin, which one do you want?"

Then we can prepare the betrothal gifts for you to marry."

"One isn't enough, hahaha, you need at least three or five!"

Judging from the fighting style and clothing of these 'elves,' they're probably from the tribal era. Old Lin would have given them a dowry.

The opposing chieftain would surely send ten or eight of them, hahaha!

"Get out of here! Alright! Stop with the nonsense, the mission is the priority!!"

Faced with the three's persistent harassment, Lin Ye immediately pulled out a mission as his trump card.

Before the Ash Clan carried out their robbery, they had already spotted the caravan flying in the air using radar on their hovercars.

The radar on the reconnaissance vehicle was specially enhanced by a military industry giant in Beijing.

This is for the purpose of exploring the extreme environments of parallel worlds.

As for why he stood by and watched the Ash Clan rob him without offering any help, but instead remained indifferent throughout the entire ordeal.

The reason is as simple as it gets.

They were originally soldiers who came to gather intelligence and carry out reconnaissance.

Despite having considerable autonomy, none of the people in their vehicle voiced any intention to intervene when faced with a group of blue-skinned aliens.

Moreover, those fighting, screaming, and falling below are not human, so there is absolutely no empathy to evoke.

Those who are called the Virgin Mary have long since died beyond death in the last days.

"Should we bring an alien back with us?" Zhao Ang asked, pointing to several crashed 'spaceships'.

"If we bring one or two back, perhaps they can provide a lot of intelligence to our coalition forces out of gratitude for saving their lives."

"Even if we rescue them, we probably won't understand their language."

"We can't expect every parallel world we encounter to speak the Heluo language, can we?"

Lin Ye said that, but the others still agreed with Zhao Ang's opinion.

Hovering high in the air, they had already collected and assessed data on this tribal conflict.

If they can't break through the armored vehicle, then what are they hesitating for?

Bringing an alien back with you, even if it's useless, would allow you to learn its language.

As Ash Clan warriors Ava and Sidda led their team toward the crash site and the scattered cargo, a muffled hum suddenly came from high above.

Walang looked up abruptly and saw a monstrous creature with a ferocious appearance and a cold metallic sheen charging towards them without warning.

The blue flames rising from beneath their feet and the rumbling of the engine truly frightened Walang.

Needless to say, the other Ash Clan members instinctively drew their bows and shot arrows, hurling spears at the unknown creature.