Tempest of the Stellar War

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Stumped, Fatty was too lazy to think more about it. Boss had ordered, so it had to be done. He was clear on this. Lear did not care about the process, only the result. Things like attitude did not matter.

Fatty irritably crawled out. He threw away the grass on his head. The first day was not a good time, but he still decided to try his luck and get warmed up.

Boom…

A laser shot narrowly missed Fatty’s ear. His head had almost exploded…

F*ck.

Fatty cursed. He immediately burrowed into the forest, and the laser shots were still firing from behind him. There were at least three. F*ck, just as he was about to get serious, he had almost been headshotted. What luck.

“Quick, chase! Don’t let that damned fatty get away!”

From behind, all three were eager with joy. They had sensed that things were off in this area, and who would have known that such a bounty would fall into their laps. Seeing someone of this stature was a free kill every time.

If it had been in the past, Luo Fei would have been a pig that could only fly, but today he would not.

The Ares Art allowed Fatty see clearly even in the night. All he had to do was channel his art to his eyes. This was impossible many physical technique practitioners, but it was easy for Fatty.

Fatty stealthily circled behind. There was one straggler. A sudden lunge, and his knife plunged into a neck. Immediately, a hand clamped over the victim’s mouth, and he dragged him into the pitch black copse.

The other two suddenly halted. “Where’s Thrall?”

“Damn, might be a trap, let’s bail!”

Both speedily left without a second thought for their teammate. Fatty had no intention of letting them. He held a tag in his hand.

Such a level was too low. Perhaps these people were excellent with mecha, but their close combat level was too average. They must have trained in martial arts before, and their bodies were strong, but could not hold a candle to those who actually used it.

The difference in fighting ability was disgusting.

The cyborg Zergs’ appearance had added difficulty to the situation. Some members were already engaged in clashes with the cyborg Zergs. These Zergs were obviously not as good as abyss Zergs, but they were more agile than average Zergs. Luckily, they were model C. If they were model B, then even these warriors would suffer grave wounds, given that their Ability Xs were inhibited.

They had no idea what Aslan was up to.

Fatty was not bothered with all that. He had been dormant, but the moment he started moving, his hands were itchy. In truth, Fatty’s abilities on island B was the real BOSS. Along the way, he had already slain seven cyborg Zergs. These critters were savage, and extremely strong. The last two had been quite tiring. Luo Fei did not really like killing people, but he had no qualms with killing worms. If only worms also had tags.

Fatty’s movements also had a perimeter similar to Wang Zheng’s. Fatty did not exert himself much in his movements. He was not the violent type. He would use the most economical way to finish off his opponent. If he missed, he would be a mile away instantly.

If you talked about who Wang Zheng was most unwilling to face in the woods, it was not Lear, but Luo Fei.

Whether Lear would be hurt, no one knew. Wang Zheng was surrounded by worms.

11 cyborg Zergs had been attracted by the firelight. Zhang Zhun had already stood up, awaiting them in stance. He wanted to remind Wang Zheng to put the fire out, but he held his tongue. Given Wang Zheng’s ability, he could not possibly not know. But now, what were they to do? 11 huge cyborg Zergs had surrounded them. Truthfully, seeing these huge Zergs bare their fangs and claws, even warriors like Zhang Zhun felt a chill. Especially when he was injured, he felt even more helpless. If he was in an uninjured condition, he had the confidence to take on one. But now…

Wang Zheng unhurriedly threw the firewood in, then stood up. The Zergs slowly crowded in. If they were normal Zergs, they would have surged up together, but the cyborg Zergs had computer chip controls. 11 Zergs formed into a corralling formation. Two were targeting Zhang Zhun, while the other nine were on Wang Zheng.

In a beautiful room at Monta Ellis, the Ouyang family’s manor.

Four girls were currently staring at the scene, open-mouthed. Ouyang Ruoliu was very excited. “Let him strut. He’ll have to run this time, but he can’t. Better activate the defensive shield to protect himself.”

“Ruoliu, how long can this energy shield last?” Dong Er asked a crucial question. Even if activated, the paramedics might not arrive in time.

Ouyang Ruoliu shrugged. “I’m afraid it won’t last very long. The best bet would be to open shields and run.”

Qian Xuedie licked her lollipop. “Too late. Besides, there are wounded.”

Huiyin’s gaze was completely trained on Wang Zheng, who did not seem panicked or anxious.

“Hey, aren’t you worried for your brother-in-law?” Ouyang Ruoliu joked.

How to say this? As traditional Aslan royalty, although it was defiant, they could admire Wang Zheng’s guts. But… Wang Zheng had gone a little overboard. Although he was young, the education that they had received was on a completely different level from commoners.

“You don’t understand him,” Huiyin softly said.

At this moment, Wang Zheng stood up and charged towards the Zergs. Zhang Zhun extended a hand. He was already prepared to run, and his hand was gripping his bracelet, ready to activate it at any time. This was no game. Time to pull out.

He believed that if Wang Zheng had his Ability X, even without G material and mecha, he could still triumph over these Zergs. But with physical technique alone…

The two Zergs that had targeted Zhang Zhun also turned towards Wang Zheng. Countless sharp claws flashed out, and the gleam told all. Their claws were titanium hardened. In order to deal with the savagery of the abyss Zergs, these were completely different from normal Zergs. They did not consider their own defense. Their offensive capabilities had to be enhanced. Forget flesh, even iron would be shredded like tofu.

Wang Zheng seemed stunned. He stood unmoving. The 11 Zergs were all over the place, filling both land and air.

Zhang Zhun’s jaw dropped. One concealed person was watching on silently, because he had attracted these worms over.

First, he would wear Wang Zheng out. Even if Wang Zheng escaped, he could test his drive. But this guy seemed even more moronic than he had imagined.

From the monitoring room, the generals were taking turns to observe, with at least three at all times. Manalasuo’s General Bolet was present. He was filled with curiosity about Wang Zheng from the start of the last IG. All these years, he had kept an ear out for news of Wang Zheng, including his performance at Elite Academy X. At this SIG, the main reason he had come personally was to see Wang Zheng.

Many times, he had wished that Wang Zheng was of Manalasuo. He exuded the leadership qualities that Manalasuo needed to reach the top.

But these cyborg Zergs were very strong. Without Ability X, how could he break through them?!