The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

Faced with the dozens of green dots disappearing from the screen again, Wakanda slammed his hammer on the metal plate!

He never imagined that the Ironbloods would be in such a sorry state, let alone that Dirk would get mixed up with humans!

"I'm out of patience with them!!" Wakanda's eyes flashed fiercely as he ordered his deputy, "Go!"

Send out hunters to search at low altitudes and use state-of-the-art life detectors to find these rats!

I'm going to wipe them all out!

Although doing so would diminish his prestige within the clan.

However, if they continue to contend with humans and rebels, their clan's overall strength will inevitably decline rapidly within the empire.

This is a disgrace, and a stain on his record as clan leader.

A swift and decisive approach is the best way to go!

Especially those humans who possess special abilities are of paramount importance.

If he succeeds in the analysis and gains that ability, he will become the next Iron-Blooded King!

Once greed and ambition take hold, Wakanda will break anything and everything!

However, just as he was about to send warships to press on the two cities of the union to capture people.

"warn!

Large-scale spatial distortion detected!

Coordinates: XXX, near point L3xxx!

"Warning! High-energy wormhole detected!"

"Warning! Signal from an unknown fleet detected! Their numbers...are rapidly increasing!"

"..."

A series of messages disrupted Wakanda's operations.

"What's going on?!"

He stared angrily at the main screen, his scarred face twitching with each passing moment.

From the wormhole torn open in the Gina Galaxy, one after another, strangely shaped warships emerged.

The fleet's paint scheme is a deep and vibrant forest green, and the ship's lines are all smooth and elegant, carrying an artistic feel that is completely different from the rugged and ferocious iron-blooded warships.

Smaller frigates, like agile hummingbirds, circled around the central, massive battleships.

The central ship is particularly large, with its bow resembling a giant blooming flower. Layers of petal-shaped armor plates are stacked on top of each other, and green energy flows occasionally flash along the ship's veins.

"The Crothon civilization?!" Wakanda was taken aback.

I don't quite understand why these guys are here.

Before he could send a message to inquire, the warship received feedback from two more wormhole signal sources.

However, compared to the nearly one thousand ships of the Krosorn civilization, the other two arriving fleets numbered only a dozen or so.

It consists of a silver-white warship, resembling a sharp icicle.

The other warship is shaped like the tentacles of a deep-sea monster, with its surface covered in dark purple armor that makes it look like it's alive.

“The Serlin Federation, the Morgo race…” Wakanda’s eyes narrowed slightly as he thought of the alien race that Dirk had saved.

The only thing he couldn't understand was that it was all for those slaves?

The Iron-Blooded Civilization has traversed the galaxy for tens of thousands of years, waging countless wars and enslaving countless races across the stars, numbering in the trillions or even billions.

They have also had friction and collisions with other interstellar civilizations, and even several large-scale interstellar wars have broken out.

This only happened when fundamental interests were involved.

In the past, when people were kidnapped, the other side would turn a blind eye and dare not speak out against it.

But this time, it was just a few escaped slaves, yet it attracted three... or more civilizations.

Wakanda didn't understand the unusual behavior, but for the first time, a sense of unease rose in his heart.

Since taking the position of patriarch of the Yetgar clan, he has never encountered a single thing that goes smoothly.

Regardless, the arrival of three fleets with vastly different styles disrupted the existing power structure of the Gina system.

Seeing this, the Yetgar clan had no choice but to immediately suspend support for the ground forces and put the entire fleet on standby.

More than two thousand warships quickly adjusted their formation, their cannons pointing into the void, their shields unfolding layer upon layer, their rugged and menacing hulls displaying an unyielding confrontation stance in the deep sky.

Even though the civilization led by Krosorn came with great force, the Yetgar clan, with its 2,500 warships, still maintained a clear advantage in overall combat strength.

However, interstellar warfare is not calculated using mathematics, and these civilizations, even though their individual physical strength is far inferior to that of the Ironbloods.

However, the technological level of the interstellar warships was not significantly different from theirs.

If a war were to break out, even if the Jetgar clan were to ultimately win, it would certainly be a Pyrrhic victory.

This will only cause the clan's strength to plummet again, and they may even lose their voice within the empire.

With this in mind, he suppressed the violence and anxiety in his heart, his tone softening unconsciously, and said in a deep voice, "Ask them why they came here..."

Chapter 123 Stalemate and Opportunity

On the bridge of the flagship "Breath of Life" of the Krosorn, Commander Kreix, dressed in bio-armor, stood in dark blue.

His glassy, ​​emerald-green compound eyes reflected the communications between the Serlin Federation and the Morgo people.

After a brief exchange, the three parties understood that they were all there to pick up people. Without needing to say much, the three warships tacitly joined forces, forming a two-army confrontation with the Ironblood warship.

Just then, a communication came from Wakanda.

Krex glanced at it briefly, then crossed it out without offering any explanation.

Negotiation implies that there is room for discussion.

It's rare for Ironblood to experience internal strife, so besides rescuing the missing prince, the purpose of this trip is naturally to support Dirk's revolution.

Nobody's a fool to become an interstellar power.

Dirk's revolution succeeded, and the benefits he reaped from it were bound to be substantial.

Even if it fails, it can still be utterly disgusting to the Iron-Blooded Civilization.

Their hunting culture can be summed up in one word: 'rob'!

They are basically no different from interstellar pirates.

There is a difference; even robbers have rules and demand money to ransom people.

Iron-blooded individuals either kill indiscriminately or spare those they deem worthy to serve as slaves.

It can be said that they have offended everyone in the Milky Way, from prehistoric behemoths to advanced civilizations.

The universe should be on its way out.

The Ironblood Communications' request went unanswered, with no response from the three major civilization fleets.

The naval guns were even subtly raised, pointing towards the Yetgar battleship group.

"Damn it!" Wakanda slammed his fist on the control panel, causing the Omani to hold their breath, fearing for their lives.

Even though no one was watching, they could all feel the overwhelming murderous intent emanating from Wakanda.

"Damn it!" he cursed again, Wakanda's reason finally stopped before the dam broke.

He really wanted to order the firing, use devastating artillery fire and assault ships to board the enemy flagship, and twist off the commander's head as a trophy!

But if war breaks out now, his position as clan leader will be unstable, and he doesn't want to bear the consequences, as that would only plunge him into the abyss.

Finally, with red eyes and gritted teeth, Wakanda forced out the order he didn't want to say: "Maintain formation and keep a close watch on them!"

Wakanda's orders led to a stalemate, and the Ironbloods were forced into the status quo, which suited the interests of the three civilizations and the Union.

"I estimate that dozens more civilizations will arrive later. If we piece them together, we should be able to match the Ironblood warships, right?"

Lu Qianwei stood in front of the monitoring screen, muttering to himself, and raised his hand to shut down the confrontation between the red and green fleets outside the planet.

He is not in a hurry to contact extraterrestrial civilizations; waiting for everyone to arrive is one priority.

Secondly, the consortium has not yet decided in what form to communicate with them.

After all, without the technology, they probably wouldn't even have a chance to get to the negotiating table.

No civilization would be foolish enough to hand over its technology for free to the consortium.

It is estimated that the only resource that the United Nations currently possesses that would be of interest to interstellar civilizations is 'Pandora superconducting metal'.

Lu Qianwei doesn't believe that with this level of background, they can sit at the table with interstellar civilizations.

"Roar!!" The figures of Shi Sha and Shi Yan, one large and one small, suddenly burst out of the forest.

The shrewd-looking creature spat out several Ironblood remains and equipment from its mouth, then breathed on them in front of Lu Qianwei as if to claim credit.

"Amazing! Amazing!"

"When we get back to the forest base, I'll have someone roast two giant horned bison for you." Lu Qianwei flatteringly stroked Shi Yan's head.

Hunters and mercenaries have a 70% win rate and a 30% loss rate when hunting Predators in the wild.

Two-tenths of the reason is due to the unstable ecological environment of Gina Star.

Unfortunately, both sides could be overwhelmed by the powerful intrusion of wild beasts, resulting in total annihilation.

However, it cannot be denied that in just half a month, nearly a thousand of the tens of thousands of Predator warriors who landed on Gina Star have been killed, accounting for one-tenth of the force.

To prevent the Ironbloods from resorting to desperate measures, the two cities on Gina Star had to be temporarily abandoned and retreated into the depths of the dense forest to wage guerrilla warfare.

With the Erosion Fiend present, other wild beasts dare not approach at all.

The cars and pedestrians that can move in the hologram are nothing more than projections made of holographic images.

If they really use explosives to vent their anger, the consortium can still extort money from them in the future.

"I've located their commander!"

Lu Qianwei looked in the direction of the sound and saw two people emerge from the shadows of the dense forest.

In front of him was Dirk, covered in blood, and behind him was the Yeti warrior being dragged along by his arm.