The blade swung, swept across, and then shattered limbs flew into the air.
Immediately after, they were dragged down by the planet's gravity, landing with dull thuds.
Crimson blood splattered, dyeing the ground red.
In just an instant, several well-equipped Nuwu Yao guards were cut down.
Their magical skills were of no use in this brutal battle.
Zigman, Don't Eat Beef, and other Players also dealt with their respective enemies.
These Soullesss naturally countered psychic powers.
The Nuwu Yao were skilled in psychic powers.
Their civilization was even built upon psychic foundations.
However, if Players following other paths had come, they wouldn't have been able to slaughter them so easily.
The Nuwu Yao were simply unlucky to encounter the Demon Hunter Battle Group.
In less than a minute,
the Nuwu Yao in the command center were slaughtered, leaving broken corpses everywhere, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the air.
"You are simply devils."
Xie Er, the overall commander, looked at the humans before him, suppressing the fear in his heart, and spoke his true thoughts.
The Players' power armor was equipped with simultaneous translation modules,
capable of translating the languages of most species in the galaxy.
Hearing the alien commander's words, Zigman and the other Players laughed.
"This guy makes me feel like I'm playing Stellaris."
"Record this scene. If we can get it posted on the official website, it will definitely get a lot of likes."
"Poor child, the Fourth Scourge is far more terrifying than devils."
...
Xie Er felt the contempt of these humans, which made him furious.
A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated.
He drew his longsword and adopted a fighting stance.
Before becoming a commander, Xie Er was also an excellent warrior.
His psychic talent and martial arts skills were both outstanding.
"For honor."
Xie Er charged towards the Players.
He poured all his strength into the blade.
The longsword, forged with mysterious techniques, surged with psychic radiance.
The blade was incredibly sharp, capable of easily cutting through even steel.
Zigman frowned and also charged towards his opponent with his sword.
A flash of sword light, and the two crossed paths.
Xie Er looked down at his abdomen.
A horrifying wound tore through his armor and body, a shocking sight, revealing vaguely wriggling internal organs.
"So fast!"
After letting out a final sigh, Xie Er collapsed to the ground.
"With such swordsmanship, he dared to draw his sword. He didn't know what was good for him."
Zigman flicked his sword, shaking off the blood from the blade.
"Decapitation successful. Let the enemy burn among the stars."
Don't Eat Beef opened the communication interface,
and informed Inquisitor Rostov of the situation here.
"I will immediately order the fleet commander to launch a general attack," Inquisitor Rostov responded swiftly.
Receiving the order, the Imperium of Man fleet adjusted its formation and began the hunt.
Artillery roared continuously, and dense missiles and lasers filled the vast void,
constantly firing at the Nuwu Yao's void fleet and space stations.
Bombers flew from the battle barges into the dark void, dancing among clouds of shattered metal and rock.
An alien warship struggled amidst the wreckage; its crystal-forged bow was torn apart.
Bombers used the breach to fly inside, penetrating through the torn upper structures to drop bombs onto the alien warship.
The terrifying explosion released by the melta bombs engulfed the psychic core used for power.
Accompanied by a silent explosion, the massive crystal and bone hull slowly began to disintegrate.
Some enemies attempted to make a last stand,
but soon, they were completely destroyed by the human military force.
On the space station, many Nuwu Yao organized themselves, attempting to stop the humans' advance, but were cut down by the boarding Players.
Countless Nuwu Yao corpses were casually discarded by the Players on both sides of the corridors,
crimson blood staining the alien architecture.
The battle in the void continued for five hours.
The Nuwu Yao's void forces were completely annihilated.
Burning wreckage scattered in the void, like shining stars, interspersed with countless corpses.
The Nuwu Yao on the surface looked up and saw the burning starry sky.
Despair filled their eyes.
They had received news when the war first began.
Zigman continuously refreshed the battlefield intelligence, confirming that the Imperium of Man had won the void battle, and after his squad had dealt with the aliens on the space station,
he opened communications.
"Communications Officer, please relay my words to the fleet."
"God Chosen, sir," the Communications Officer responded, "Your order has been executed."
"Fellow Imperium of Man brethren, the enemy's void forces have been destroyed," Zigman said.
"Now is the time to clear the ground. Landing ships, move forward and deploy the ground assault."
"In the name of the Emperor, let us claim this honor."
...
On the surface of Alvin World,
stood magnificent black nests,
these nests were the Nuwu Yao's dwellings, factories, and fortresses.
Among the many black nests, the largest one belonged to the royal court of the Nuwu Yao rulers.
"Doomsday has arrived."
"Why do the gods not protect us?"
Indra, the Supreme King of the Nuwu Yao, stood on the balcony,
looking up at the sky, his face filled with sorrow.
He had never imagined that doomsday would arrive in such a way, without warning.
In this galaxy, the appearance of the double-headed eagle represented destruction.
With the strength of their race, they were completely unable to contend with the Imperium of Man.
Even if they gave their all, it would be like throwing an egg at a rock, utterly useless.
Footsteps sounded.
A female Nuwu Yao, clad in armor, led a group of well-equipped guards, walking quickly behind Indra and saluting him,
"Father King."
Indra turned around, and seeing the female Nuwu Yao before him, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
"Oshame, my daughter, why are you here?"
Oshame, in the Nuwu Yao language, means a child blessed by the gods.
"I heard you plan to have me and my other brothers leave this world through the Secret Prayer Ritual," Oshame looked at her father.
"Yes, humans have found this world with the help of those displaced fish-heads. They will destroy everything."
"This is human nature; they follow the terrible will of that Rotten King."
"And we have no chance of winning. If you leave, you can preserve some of our family's bloodline."
Oshame looked at her father with determined eyes,
"I will not go. I want to face what comes next with you."
"I was once blessed by the gods. I will never shrink from the destiny that belongs to me."
Indra looked at his stubborn daughter, a helpless expression on his face,
"My child, this is not the time for tantrums."
"Humans are terrifying beings. They are incredibly cruel, eager to destroy everything."
"In the brilliant star worlds, countless races have perished because of them."
"No matter what, I will not abandon you," Oshame said firmly, "Never."
Seeing his daughter's attitude, Indra sighed, "I hope you don't regret your decision, child."
"Death is never a good thing."
"We have the protection of the gods; we may not necessarily fail," Oshame said, "As long as we are united, no matter what kind of enemy, we can defeat them."
"The gods may not necessarily help us. Humans are also the darlings the gods desire," Indra looked at his daughter, but ultimately couldn't say these words.
Just then, a piercing alarm sounded.
Indra looked up and saw specks of fire appearing in the sky, like falling stars, burning through the firmament and rapidly plummeting to the ground.
The Nuwu Yao on the surface all witnessed this scene.
The minions of the God of Destruction were about to launch their attack on them.
"We will never retreat!" Oshame shouted, "Let the invaders come! No matter how many come, we will annihilate them!"
...
To the Players, the Nuwu Yao were not a powerful enemy,
but these aliens were numerous and had a strong will to resist.
After the Demon Hunter Battle Group parachuted in, the Nuwu Yao soldiers immediately launched a charge, intending to defeat the Players before they could get a firm foothold.
"Kill!" Zigman shouted, raising his arm, and leading his Battle Group comrades, immediately launched a counter-charge towards these aliens.
An exceptionally fierce battle quickly erupted.
The Players, with irresistible force, cut through the psychic-wielding Nuwu Yao soldiers.
Soon, they left corpses all over the battlefield and pushed towards the more distant Nuwu Yao positions.
A Nuwu Yao charged towards Zigman, his body shimmering with psychic radiance, and the sword in his hand surged with the malevolent energy of the Warp.
But as he approached Zigman, the psychic radiance vanished into thin air, and the Warp power seemed as if it had never existed.
He lost his most relied-upon talent.
In a pure contest of strength and martial arts skill,
he was no match for these Primaris Fourth Scourge.
Zigman's blade easily tore through the Nuwu Yao's armor and body, crimson blood gushing out, vividly bright.
"Kill to your heart's content!"
Zigman shouted.
Behind him, he left a shocking path of death,
shattered limbs, crimson blood, and broken fortifications and vegetation.
The Nuwu Yao were beginning to experience the brutal destruction of the Fourth Scourge.
Da! Da! Da!
Drones hovering above Zigman fired at distant enemies.
Several individuals who hadn't managed to find cover were instantly torn apart by the fierce firepower.
The powerful suppressive fire kept the distant Nuwu Yao soldiers from raising their heads, preventing them from casting psychic spells to stop this killing god.
Zigman continued to advance, his sharp blade swinging all the way, severing arms and slitting throats.
The alien soldiers blocking his path fell one after another, emitting shrill wails.
Other Players poured into the breach he had created, further tearing open the defensive line.
The outer positions quickly collapsed, with countless dead.
The Nuwu Yao commanders felt despair.
How could such a war continue?
They were simply no match for the human army; troops they had just organized were wiped out in minutes.
The sky burned fiercely, and the blood of the Nuwu Yao stained the land and rivers red.
The Players stormed into the interior of the black nests.
These black nests seemed to be grown from some organic material, emitting a pungent odor.
Countless Nuwu Yao swarmed forward, attempting to drive out the invaders who sought to destroy their home.
Among them were soldiers, and also ordinary residents.
To protect their home, they all picked up crude weapons, surging like a tide towards the Players.
"Fire suppression!" White Wolf shouted, directing armed drones to fire at the enemy.
Accompanied by the fierce gunfire, the front-row Nuwu Yao were torn to shreds,
but the remaining Nuwu Yao surged forward like a spring tide over the broken corpses, relentlessly advancing.
When these aliens got close enough, the Players activated their weapons and charged, initiating a massacre.
The sound of weapons tearing through flesh echoed one after another.
These black nests, once considered homes, had now become a slaughterhouse.
The Players continued to push deeper into the black nests, leaving countless mangled corpses in their wake.
Every step forward brought more aliens, but the Players did not stop.
They systematically destroyed the defensive lines built by the Nuwu Yao soldiers, smearing the blood of these aliens onto the walls made of organic matter.
These black nests were once the home of the Qiqandi.
After the Nuwu Yao seized the Alvin World, they inherited this technology.
These black nests were all composed of massive organic structures; the walls, partitions, rooms, and connecting tunnels were all curved and organic.
It had its own breathing, rhythmically contracting and expanding, much like the heart chamber of some alien creature.
The nests were generally very humid.
Pus-like liquid writhed beneath the surface of the architecture.
The compartments and rooms within this living architecture were more like valves and organic cavities.
Mold and fungi also grew within the nests, occasionally bubbling, and the echo tubes resonated with suspicious gurgling sounds.
Players rushing into the nests would occasionally feel tremors.
Air superiority had been completely seized by the Imperium of Man.
Formations of fighter jets bearing the double-headed eagle emblem would occasionally launch raids, frantically unleashing their firepower onto the nests, triggering violent explosions that shook the massive black nests.
"For the Emperor, for Nezuko!" Don't Eat Beef roared as he charged through the damp rooms.
Coordinating drones constantly spat fire, tearing apart the aliens that rushed out.
He had lost count of how many enemies he had slain with his sword.
The only thought in his mind was to continuously swing his sword, cut, and kill.
"For glory, for survival!"
Oshame led a guard unit into the fierce nest defense battle.
Unfortunately, her opponent was none other than Don't Eat Beef.
As she led her guard into the battlefield, powerful firepower instantly erupted, incredibly fierce.
They fought valiantly, but in front of the powerful humans, they were still powerless to turn the tide.
Oshame's personal guards fell one after another.
In the end, only she remained.
"How is this possible?!"
Oshame looked at the tall, iron-armored human warrior, despair filling her heart.
The opponent was clearly only one person, yet he could slaughter her entire guard unit.
The combat power of these humans was despairingly high.
"For glory!"
Oshame launched a desperate charge.
The next second, she was torn apart by a sharp blade.
"The joy of mowing down enemies like grass, who understands?!"
Don't Eat Beef did not linger for a second for this alien dignitary and immediately plunged into new slaughter, continuing to mow down enemies.
Having undergone Primaris transformation, possessing numerous blessings and skills, and wearing power armor imbued with the latest technology, assisted by fiercely armed drones, he was simply invincible against these Nuwu Yao.
Tactics and strategies could all be thrown aside.
All that was needed was to continuously swing his sword, hack, and kill.
The Nuwu Yao were utterly crushed by the Players.
The defenses leading to the royal court were breached one by one, leaving a trail of corpses.
Finally, with the support of the Players, the elders of the Qiqandi entered the long-lost royal court hall.
Seeing their arrival, Indra's face darkened.
"To reclaim this world, you even stooped to allying with devils."
"Everyone in the galaxy knows they are more terrifying than the gods."
"Associating with humans brings nothing but destruction."
"Hahaha," an elder of the Qiqandi laughed, "Didn't you also use the power of the gods to seize Alvin back then?!"
"And now you dare to say such words."
"I'll be waiting for you in hell," Indra said. "Cooperating with humans has no good end."
"You will eventually..."
As soon as the words fell, the head of this alien ruler exploded into smithereens with a bang.
Everyone turned to look and found that Kilke was the one who did it.
One of her hands held a large-caliber bolt pistol.
At this moment, smoke was wafting from the barrel of the gun.
With the ruler headshotted, the remaining Nuwu Yao collapsed, but the Imperium of Man and the Qiqandi had no intention of stopping.
The slaughter continued.
The entire Alvin World would be purged, but the Players did not need to do this work; it could be left to regular troops.
"Now, we have helped you reclaim your homeland as agreed," Zigman said, looking at the elders of the Qiqandi. "Now it's your turn to fulfill your promise."
"We will not break our agreement," an elder stepped forward. "Come with us, and you will get what you desire."
...
The Qiqandi were also skilled in psychic arts.
When they were driven out of the Alvin World by the Nuwu Yao, they expended all their power to close the entrance to the library, placing it into a dimensional realm.
No matter how hard the Nuwu Yao tried, they could not find the entrance.
Now, as they returned to their homeland, the entrance, sealed for many years, saw the light of day once more.
Following the entrance, the Players and a host of Imperial personnel seemed to be led deep underground.
It was dark and silent here, winding and profound.
The tunnels were like living things, changing every moment.
Even using equipment to record the path taken, the result would only be a tangled mess.
Led by the Qiqandi elders, the Players traversed complex and deep tunnels, finally reaching the magnificent underground library.
Numerous books were placed here, recording the knowledge accumulated by the Qiqandi over countless years.
Although the technological level of the Qiqandi was not high, their existence spanned a very long time.
From the arrival of the Old Ones to their acquisition of wisdom, a long period of time had passed, and everything accumulated during these years was in this library.
An elder walked deep into the library and took a glowing crystal from a high platform.
"This starstone was bestowed upon us by the Old Ones. When psychic power is infused into it, a star map will appear."
"Our ancestors left an ancient teaching that the star map contains the coordinates of Old One ruins. But despite many years, we have never been able to find the way to decipher it."
The elder handed the starstone to Inquisitor Rostov.
The starstone was a psychic creation, and Players like Zigman were Culexus Assassins; giving it to them would very likely cause the starstone to fail.
Inquisitor Rostov infused his psychic power into the starstone.
The starstone emitted a faint glow, projecting a sky full of stars, dazzling and brilliant.
However, the positions and trajectories of these stars were very strange, unlike a normal star map.
"Why is this star map so weird?!"
"You wouldn't be trying to fool us with a fake, would you?"
Zigman felt a headache after just two glances.
Other Players felt the same.
"We don't understand it either, after all, this is a creation of the Old Ones."
"For many years, we have also been unable to find the way to decipher it, and could only keep it in the library, waiting for someone who could unlock its secret to appear."
The elders of the Qiqandi also spoke up one after another.
Zigman could not see them lying, and after much thought, he directly started a live stream and shared the star map in the chat channel.
As soon as it was shared in the chat channel, it caused a heated discussion among other Players.
Warmaster: "What the hell is this thing?"
Little Alpaca: "It looks like a star map, but the trajectories and positions are very strange, and there are stars overlapping."
...
"It's a quest item, just a star map, but we can't understand it," Zigman explained the full story in the chat channel.
Desert: "Could it be that those alien NPCs tricked you?"
Director Qi: "These aliens are truly audacious. Share the coordinates, and let's go kick their asses."
Silent Night Sky: "Daring to deceive the Fourth Scourge, they are already on the path to death."
...
Tenjiro: "Those NPCs probably didn't lie to you, but this star map is very likely not three-dimensional, but higher-dimensional."
"Find Cortana to help you analyze it."
A Bowl of Lobster Soup: "Tenjiro's words make sense, it might really be higher-dimensional."
Colonel Datch: "Doesn't that mean there's something good to be found?"
Twisted person: "@Zigman, big bro, please take me with you."
...
The comments in the chat channel gave Zigman a clue.
"We'll take this for now and see if we can decipher its secret."
"You are also free to enter and exit the library, we only ask that you do not damage our clan's ancient texts. They have been passed down for a long time, and each one is a treasure."
After the Qiqandi elders finished their instructions, they left, leaving the library to the Players.
Zigman ordered people to scan the starstone and the books in the Qiqandi library, preparing to pack up all the knowledge here and take it away.
Then, he contacted Cortana and uploaded the star map data.
Cortana, being a Star God, quickly analyzed that this star map was a four-dimensional star map, understandable only by four-dimensional beings.
[Completely analyzing this four-dimensional star map and converting it into a three-dimensional star map will take 68 hours. Please wait patiently.]
"Still need to convert it, how troublesome."
Zigman grumbled a few words and then went to attend to other matters.
Meanwhile, at the Megalith Fortress, Alex, who was discussing matters related to the Imperium of Man's dark side with Ryan, also learned the relevant news from Cortana immediately.
"These little Players are progressing so fast!"
As long as the star map was deciphered, humanity would be able to find the ruins of the Old Ones, thereby acquiring the technology and knowledge of this ancient race.
Yellow Old Man would surely be grinning from ear to ear!
Besides this news, good news also came from Erlonghu Gang Leader.
They had obtained another soul fragment of Sanguinius and were now rushing to Davine World.
"I need to find a chance to visit Avenger of Souls," Alex paced back and forth, thinking about how to truly resurrect Sanguinius.
Avenger of Souls was where Horus and the Emperor had their decisive battle, and also where Sanguinius met his demise.
According to some reliable sources, a part of Sanguinius's soul still lingered on Avenger of Souls.
If this part of the soul could be recovered, Sanguinius could certainly be resurrected.