There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

I deliberately threw my outer robe out of cover to draw attention away from the chaotic gunfire. Meanwhile, I revealed my light plate armor, the same one co-branded with the Colonizer System, and charged forward, halberd in hand!

Upon realizing they'd been tricked, someone immediately turned their gun on me, spitting fire. But such an attack was far too rudimentary. Even if I couldn't see the bullets, couldn't I predict their trajectory?

Therefore, as long as I put my invulnerable armor in front of me, these seemingly dangerous attacks are neutralized.

During this process, I approached the pirates' location with lightning speed and was rushing towards the pirate leader who had just broken out of the formation!

"Stop him! Move now!"

The arrogant pirate captain also realized my intention to attack and immediately retreated under the cover of the heavily armored pirates. The two rows of pirates clad in heavy steel armor instantly closed the distance between them, forming an impenetrable human wall to block my pursuit, while the pirates on both sides opened fire again!

The colonist system seems to have received some unexpected improvements during this parallel world journey. It's also possible that it broke through a bottleneck during the battle with the Deep Ones.

I dodged the shots and arrived in front of the heavily armored pirate, pausing for a second.

In that instant, I clearly saw the complex expressions of fear and anger mixed beneath the pirates' helmets. Their eyes were bloodshot from the illegal use of drugs, like bulls in a bullring.

In the blink of an eye, I saw their palms bulging with veins, gripping machetes made from jagged scrap steel, and swinging them at me with all their might, determined to kill me on the spot!

But it was too late.

While they were still drawing their swords, I had already wielded the heavy steel halberd with the ease of chopsticks, leaving a long trail of gleaming halberd shadows in the dim light!

After the halberd flashed, there was a muffled thud as the iron-clad figure fell to the ground.

Then, the heavily armored pirate corpses that had been slashed diagonally like the Xiahou of Dingjun Mountain... cough cough, anyway, cut into two pieces, spurted out a stream of blood under the influence of blood pressure, transforming into a row of blood and flesh fountains with a strange and cruel beauty...

You think you can act tough in front of me just because you're wearing heavy armor? How naive! My halberd is not so easy to deal with!

The pirates nearby hadn't yet recovered from the turn of events. Still in shock, they continued firing out of inertia, bullets clanging against the armor before falling limply to the ground.

But such behavior has already been met with brutal retaliation.

With my other free hand, I suddenly extended my boxing glove, grabbed the scorching muzzle, easily bent the barrel, and then used a short-range, explosive force to snatch the rifle. With a backhand flick, I smashed the man's head into a shattered, watermelon-like mess.

Compared to his men, the pirate leader was indeed of a different caliber. Seeing this, he used his men as cover and fled forward without looking back. When he turned around and saw me already hacking through the crowd, he actually pulled out a grenade from his waist and threw it at me without hesitation!

This means he has seen through the weakness of my armor.

Aside from being indestructible against weapons and bullets, the armor produced by the system cannot protect against attacks such as heat and shockwaves. If you are destined to die, you will still die in a close-range explosion.

However, the Colonizer system is an absolute expert in micro-management. With a slight flip of my halberd, I used the blade to catch the grenade, and then, like hitting a badminton shuttlecock, I flicked it into the dense formation of pirates in less than a second!

Behind me, amidst the towering explosions, the scene of dismembered limbs, blood, and the pungent smell of burning human flesh, I stepped forward unharmed, emerging from the smoke and lifting the pirate leader into the air by the neck.

"I've already told you that I, Jack, can't play unless I'm fighting multiple opponents at once, so now you should believe me, right?"

I smiled at him and spoke to him with unusual kindness. His face began to turn blue from lack of oxygen, and the scene reflected in his pupils, illuminated by the firelight, was like a scene from hell.

With their leader captured, the gunfire has fallen silent, leaving only the agonizing screams and cries of the wounded scattered across the ground.

"I happen to have a few questions for you. If you're willing to have a proper conversation, I can let you die a quick death."

Chapter 466 My Name is Jack (Part 2)

"Hey, you over there."

Just as I was about to begin the interrogation, a voice came from the port spaceship.

A strange figure, dressed in a white robe, tall and thin with ashen skin, walked from a distance and gestured with his oddly long and thin fingers, saying, "How about we make a deal? Trade the trash in your hands for all the prisoners on our side?"

I squinted, turning to watch the strange man approach step by step, continuing to exert force with my hand, and asked with amusement, "Oh? Is this person so important to you that you're willing to trade so many people for him?"

The strange man chuckled eerily: "Although he's not that important, I'd still be a little troubled if he died. We still need him to prepare the supplies for this emergency landing, and I really like the goods he gave me before. I can't just let him die in front of me like that."

I continued, "Are you sure you're willing to trade over twenty of my men for this piece of trash? That's a losing proposition."

The strange man moved with incredible speed, yet his figure was elusive, seemingly about to melt into the night.

“It’s different. Your soldiers may be brave, but all of them combined are not as threatening as you alone. As long as you are alive, releasing them is insignificant.”

He was telling the truth. With these soldiers in his hands, especially with a commander who was willing to commit suicide rather than surrender as an example, the chances of the rest surrendering were slim, and keeping them around wouldn't necessarily be of any help—it would be better to trade them for a useful dog.

Besides, as long as they are confident that they can completely eliminate us here, releasing or arresting us now will not cause any harm.

Judging from their condescending attitude, I think I'm pretty much right.

"make a deal."

I threw the pirate captain, whose eyes had rolled back in his head from being pinched, to the ground and stood in front of this strange man.

The gray-skinned monster was also very decisive, ordering his men to release the captured soldiers immediately, allowing them to join the remaining besieged troops of Eaton.

After these strange men released the prisoners from their hiding places, I realized that they all looked almost identical, all tall, thin, and gray-skinned in white robes.

To me, they looked exactly like the leader in front of me. If the soldiers removed their turbans and replaced them with jewel-encrusted headscarves, which were probably specially provided by the leader, I would have absolutely no way of recognizing them.

“Interesting fellow… We are the Class A pirate mercenary unit ‘Hiron’ of the Godslayer Pirate Crew. You can just call me Hiron. Anyway, as enemies, names are meaningless to both of us.”

He immediately voiced what we were both thinking: "You just said you're from the 'Ancient' Group? That name is a unique taboo in the universe. Are you sure you can bear such a lie?"

Although the enemy in front of him was smiling, his aura was like that of a venomous snake, its fangs faintly visible, as if it were about to spew venom at any moment.

I remained silent, staring at the person in front of me without a trace of emotion in my eyes. At the same time, the aura I had been building up suddenly exploded, crashing down on the strange man opposite me like a tsunami.

What a joke! I can laugh and joke even when facing indescribable beings from another world, what's a little Grey like you to me? Believe me or not, I'll send you to Area 51 for dissection and collection.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just reminding you," he said with a deliberate smile, as if my earlier malice was just my imagination. "As pirates, interstellar laws and taboos mean nothing to us. We just fought a fierce battle on a certain planet and were pursued, which is why we made an emergency landing here. Even if you really are a member of the 'Ancient' Group setting up settlements here, I have no interest in this barren and desolate planet. But..."

The eccentric leader seemed quite interested in me, and after reaching an agreement, he immediately made another suggestion.

"It's undeniable that you've fallen into a disadvantageous position, and your subordinates remind me of a strange enemy from before... So I'd like to give you a chance, and incidentally, spar with you, their leader..."

He looked at me with interest and said in a condescending tone, "If you can fight our mercenary group, where there are no rules and life and death are predestined, then if you defeat us, you can take your men with you."

Having said all this, Eaton was glaring at him with fury, clearly extremely angry at these insulting conditions.

Making such a condition clearly means he still wants to use the lives of the Remnant of the Reverse Lightning Legion to blackmail me, wanting everyone to see me lose my life in a pointless brawl, and certainly not to "give me a chance" as he claims.

Pirates are pirates; their actions were so malicious that words cannot describe it.

If I accept these conditions, I will be no different from a monkey in a circus, and the fight will become a ridiculous game, playing right into their hands.

But if I don't accept, they can then proceed with the massacre with a clear conscience. Even the most resilient soldiers of the Reverse-Flash Legion will feel abandoned and develop ulterior motives. And these freaks can use this opportunity to completely destroy the Reverse-Flash Legion's psychological defenses.

Ultimately, it seems they all feared and loathed the willpower shown by Eaton and the cohesion that had already formed among the legions.

I really don't know what kind of enemy inflicted such severe psychological trauma on these bizarre pirates? They can bear to watch their subordinate pirates being slaughtered so easily, yet they are single-mindedly focused on eradicating the nascent "military spirit" of the Reverse Lightning Legion...

I ignored his provocation and said seriously, "I can't really fight a hundred men by myself, can I? How many people are on your ship? A hundred or two hundred?"

The strange man who called himself Hiron chuckled, “Then let’s compromise. We can allow one-on-one duels, but you have to back down and not use weapons or armor. If you defeat one of us, we’ll release one of your men, and the game won’t end until they’re all released. What do you say?”

These conditions may seem fair at first glance, but upon closer examination, such behavior is still extremely unreasonable.

Although the other party was only one person, there were no regulations regarding the equipment they used. The optical stealth camouflage and the alloy longsword at their waist were already extremely unfair.

If I cannot use a halberd and wear armor, then I am clearly in a very unequal position.

"My lord! Don't believe their lies! Even if we die..."

Eaton rebuked without hesitation, exposing the enemy's sinister intentions and shattering his subordinates' wishful thinking.

But before I could finish speaking, I smiled and said, "No need for all that trouble, how about we just have a fight?"

With a relaxed expression, I planted the halberd in the ground, and said very seriously, "Not only can I do it without weapons or armor, but I can also do it without punches, palm strikes, leg blows, knee strikes, or headbutts..."

The moment I said that, I seized control of the situation. The strange man's smile froze on his face; he was caught off guard by my unconventional response, which defied the rules, and his smile vanished instantly.

"Do you think you're funny?" he said coldly.

My smile, however, was perfectly natural. "Isn't that enough? Then I can not only defeat you without using my hands and feet, but I can also stand still and defeat you with just one sentence from right here. Do you believe me?"

The strange man finally lost his patience: "Looks like you've gone mad. Fine... then let me see how you'll defeat me!"

I shook my head and said regretfully, "I didn't expect you to actually agree. Then I'll demonstrate how to beat you up without lifting a finger, without using any weapons..."

After I finished speaking, I shouted at the dark night sky.

"Brothers, charge!"

Chapter 467 My Name is Jack (Part 2)

As soon as he finished speaking, a silent legion of heavily armored warriors, their entire bodies encased in steel shells, emerged suddenly from the surrounding darkness, resembling ferocious behemoths.

They appeared on the outskirts of Sabre Bay with heavy steps, their steel boots crushing the broken tiles and stones on the ground, crushing the severed limbs on the road, each step producing a resounding clang of clashing steel.

By the dim light of the fire, everyone present could see that this was a heavily armed team.

Their heads were topped with pointed, full-face helmets, with only a Y-shaped opening that vaguely revealed their mouths, noses, and eyes in the shadows cast by the helmets. Their entire bodies were covered by a single piece of forged steel armor, from head to toe, with not a single part exposed.

The hands and legs were also fully protected by armored hands, finger guards, iron shin guards, and combat boots.

Such an army is less a human army and more a ferocious monster forged from steel.

Their armor had a pentagonal breastplate on the chest, which covered the chest and abdomen, and its surface was so shiny it reflected light.

This silently advancing force carried neither shields nor needed them. They held heavy, long-handled swords upside down with only one edge facing forward, dragging them along the ground as if the weapons were too heavy, leaving deep scratches in the earth.

But no one in the audience was in the mood to laugh at their clumsiness.

Because both the armor of this armored unit and its weapons were dripping with blood, and the marks left on the ground resembled a blooming crimson flower.

Without a doubt, this blood came from overconfident enemies who dared to challenge their military might.

As they walked, they paved a path of death on the ground, a path of brilliant blooming red spider lilies leading to hell.

The eccentric Hiron looked at the team that had quietly appeared and revealed a cruel smile.

"Is this your ambush force? It seems you've already defeated the reinforcements of these lower-ranking pirates. This fool didn't even notice this, yet dared to re-surround the area. It seems his defeat was well-deserved."

I smiled slightly, "Actually, he's not that bad... it's just that I'm a little stronger."

Hiron chuckled wickedly, "But you don't actually think you can defeat our mercenary group with them, do you?"

I turned around, looking at the group of armored soldiers with a hint of disdain, and said critically, "Well... I won't comment on how powerful they are, but just seeing those pentagonal plates on their chests really gives me the creeps... Don't they know that I, Lord Jack, hate anything that looks like Bemstar? They wouldn't happen to use hydrogen, nitrogen, or helium as their energy source, would they...?"

From beneath the armored figure behind me came the familiar voice of the sixth brother, "Sir! Ever since you took out these suits of armor, you've been muttering about this. What are you so conflicted about?"

...You wouldn't understand even if I told you! This shape looks too much like a seagull, and I casually mentioned that my name is Jack, so it gives me the feeling of Pang Tong arriving at Luofeng Slope!

I don't want the title of the previous episode to be "Marcus is back" and the next episode to be "Marcus dies at sunset"!

I hesitated for a while before saying to Hiron, "If you can help me eliminate them, I would actually welcome it with open arms."