Colonial Suit

The ice surface cracked with a creaking sound, and fissures spread out in all directions like living creatures, covering a circular area several kilometers in diameter in an instant. The ice surface rapidly caved in, dragging Lier and the others down.

The wind in the sky grew stronger, howling as it lashed down with ice and snow, as if to drown everyone. Silently, a powerful force field seemed to envelop them, followed by a sudden jolt.

Boom!

The ice surface shattered, and an unfathomable hole swallowed them all. Immediately afterward, they felt a darkness descend as they slid into a mysterious force field channel.

This was the ‘umbilical cord of the planet’ that Lier had spoken of.

No one could describe the sensation; they felt as if they had fallen into viscous glue. It was indescribably strange and uncomfortable. Their senses were forcibly compressed to the limit, and even simple brain activity became difficult. Unconsciously, everyone's armor became stagnant, and the interaction and flow of any energy tended to cease.

Darkness, like a mother's embrace, surrounded them, accepted them, and merged into them…

The stagnation quickly spread from the armor to their flesh. The head of one mutant drooped, then another, and another…

If someone were to observe them at this moment, they would find that their condition was like death. Almost all organs, including blood and heartbeat, had fallen into a strange state of stagnation. Even their brain activity had ceased. One by one, the strong mutants were like corpses, constantly sinking into the darkness, deeper and deeper.

And among them, the only one who remained conscious was Lier.

Or rather, relatively conscious.

In fact, Lier's current state was also very special—somewhat blurred, somewhat dazed. In the endless darkness, her perception of her body gradually weakened, but another sensation, somewhere between spirit and flesh, began to become clear. This state was a bit like being half-asleep, knowing everything that was happening around her, yet feeling that everything was very far away.

This was undoubtedly very mysterious, but in this mysterious state, Lier felt that her connection with that mysterious being was becoming closer, and at the same time, that being was observing her, with caution and curiosity.

So warm…

Lier silently experienced this feeling like being in amniotic fluid and closed her eyes…

The dark descent seemed endless… Meanwhile, on the other side.

Blood瞳 was injecting a tube of nutrient solution into his body, while his body trembled slightly. He looked somewhat disheveled at the moment, his combat suit tattered everywhere, and his face covered in dirt, as if he had just crawled out of the ground. Leaning against a rock, he watched as the nutrient solution gradually disappeared, and a spring-like vitality began to spread throughout his body. His nearly exhausted bio-energy pool also started to operate again.

The war had been going on for seven days.

In these cruel seven days, his team had suffered an unprecedented defeat, crushed by Lesterro's legion more than once. His powerful personal combat power could not be brought into play at all, and even escape became a luxury.

It must be said that Lesterro's command was too powerful.

This power wasn't about him being able to turn decay into magic, creating miracles of defeating the strong with the weak through tactics. Rather, he possessed a magical command ability that could gather the strength of countless people together. This made his legion, although its individual strength was not as good as Blood瞳's, even more terrifying. Fighting with any member of the legion was like fighting with the entire legion. It was extremely abnormal.

As the universe has developed to this point, individual martial power has long replaced the traditional legion, but this must have a premise: absolute power. But here, Blood瞳 couldn't obtain this condition. No matter how strong his power was, he couldn't compete with the power of the entire legion.

Once the battle started, he would be attacked from all directions—boundless and endless. A massive number of Rejectionists launched surprise attacks on him from underground, the sky, the seabed, and even subspace, like a roaring flood, making Blood瞳 feel powerless and desperate from the bottom of his heart. He might be able to repel a small part of them, but he would inevitably be suppressed by a larger part. Unless he used planet-destroying positron weapons, it would be impossible to gain the upper hand at all.

Blood瞳 was no stranger to this suffocating feeling. In fact, he had experienced such scenes more than once in his years of growth, but those were all in the Battlefield Nightmare, while this was reality.

Boundless numbers, keen battlefield intuition, and command as easy as using one's own limbs. Coupled with the ability to concentrate the strength of the entire legion as one, this was the terrifying aspect of Lesterro. In a sense, he really didn't need to have strong individual strength, because his legion was his strength, his legion was his body, his fingers, his nerves, his hair. He could easily manipulate the attack skills and combat methods of any member and quantify them. Extending from this, it formed a…

A huge net.

This was the thirty-seventh confrontation on the seventh day, and Blood瞳 had survived again. Watching the Rejectionist legion retreat like a tide in the distance, Blood瞳 felt weak all over, without a trace of strength.

In the battle just now, the twin siblings had both died in battle, less than a thousand meters away from Blood瞳. Blood瞳 watched helplessly but could not rescue them. He was firmly entangled by more than seven hundred Rejectionists, without a trace of possibility of escape.

This was also one of Lesterro's methods: using anti-space tactical penetration to carry out pinpoint airdrops, instantly transporting several times the troops to the enemy's side. Both the suddenness and complexity far exceeded Blood瞳's imagination. This could not only create local advantages, but also carry out encirclement and deception operations, thereby tilting the entire battle situation.

Blood瞳 suffered a great loss in this way. As the battle progressed to this point, he was the only one in the team who had not died even once. Everyone else, including Pandora, had died more than twice. Some exclusive warriors had even died three times, losing the Dream Cube's stand-in protection.

This was certainly due to the difference in strength, but more importantly, Blood瞳 had spent his childhood in the Battlefield Nightmare and had a certain resistance to this situation. This was why he was able to survive in the suffocating battle. Apart from him, no one else possessed such physiological and psychological conditions.

It can be said that at this moment, he had been forced into a desperate situation.

In the vast plain, dark clouds gradually gathered, covering a large area of the sky… A slightly cold wind blew past Blood瞳, lifting his hair.

Standing on the giant rock, Blood瞳 silently watched the tide-like Lesterro legion in the distance, his heart constantly sinking.

Could it be that this is the end?

In the end, I still can't reach the end…rq!!!