Virus Throne

The gravity of this indigenous planet should be greater than that of Earth, about twice as much.

The oxygen content in the air is also much higher than that of Earth, and the level of technological civilization should be hundreds of years more advanced than that of Earth.

The unique ecological environment has created unique humans on this planet.

In order to fight against the strong gravity, they are generally shorter.

But their strength is obviously much stronger than that of Earth.

Whether it is the attack power of technological weapons or the combat power of awakeners.

Even on such a planet, even with such a highly developed civilization.

Under the artillery fire of the conqueror army, it is still as fragile as an eggshell.

The main ship of the aerospace battleship has never launched any attack. The first round of attacks came from the tens of thousands of frigates.

The whole world instantly entered the countdown to doomsday.

The indigenous planet humans chose to fight to the death.

All weapons banned by all mankind were launched.

They knew very well that if they could not survive today, they would never have tomorrow.

The violent firepower released by both sides formed a natural disaster that swept the world.

The ruins of human cities can be seen everywhere, and there are mountains that have been smashed into dust everywhere.

The continental plates have begun to break, with earthquakes of more than ten magnitude, volcanoes that eject the atmosphere, and tsunamis thousands of meters high.

The entire planet has become a dead land, and human civilization is completely in despair.

Even if the invading Conqueror Corps is repelled, this planet has no tomorrow.

Xu Youran can be sure that all humans on this planet will not be able to survive for even a few days.

The last straw that broke the camel's back was also the core combat power of the Conqueror Corps, and finally all members were dispatched.

The first to land on the battlefield was the six awakeners, the God of Natural Disasters Bai Qi.

The doomsday world with endless seas of fire, billowing smoke, raging waves, and the collapse of the sky and the collapse of the earth.

Bai Qi, suspended high in the air, has a handsome face without any expression.

Calm, confident, powerful, but natural.

The eyes without ripples, without a trace of emotion, are like a god looking down at the earth.

The spotless pure white cloak fluttered in the howling wind.

Two big black characters on the back: Truth!

The unrivaled power of the God of Calamity instantly suppressed the whole scene.

Hundreds of thousands of awakened people below, some were resisting, and some were fleeing.

Everyone felt as if they had fallen into a thousand-foot ice cave, and the bone-chilling cold enveloped the whole scene.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..." More than 10,000 Conqueror Legion soldiers finally arrived.

The bloody massacre began. Except for the guides of the Pioneer Legion, hundreds of thousands of people below were on the list of must-kill.

Only those awakened people who immediately gave up resistance, knelt on the ground and chose to surrender could be spared from death.

Many awakened people made a choice immediately, and they rushed towards the incubator frantically.

As long as they entered the incubator before being killed, they could be spared from death.

Once they entered the incubator, the paralysis potion would quickly put them into a deep sleep.

The nutrient solution will heal their injuries and provide them with further energy.

From the moment the cover of the culture chamber was closed, they became living dead.

From then on, life and death, freedom, are no longer controlled by them.

From then on, they have only one identity: slaves.

But at least they survived temporarily. Maybe they will die on the road to awakening in the future, or maybe they will die on the battlefield in the future.

However, that is all in the future.

Not everyone is willing to fight for freedom, and not everyone is willing to fight for others.

The warriors of the Conqueror Corps deliberately bypassed those awakeners who chose to surrender.

They raised their butcher knives to those awakeners who dared to resist.

The fourth awakeners are already considered masters on Earth.

Many areas can even be domineering and live comfortably.

But on the battlefield at this moment, the third awakeners were harvested in batches.

For the Conqueror Corps, the fourth awakeners are just ants that are a bit painful.

Hundreds of thousands of third awakeners, gathered together, should also be a strong force.

But above them is the overwhelming pressure of the God of Calamity, and in front of them is a powerful legion armed with gold-level armor and holding gold-level weapons.

The hundreds of thousands of awakeners on this indigenous planet are like a pile of loose sand, wishing they had two more legs to run faster.

What's more, some even despised their fellows who were running too slowly in front of them, and killed them behind them.

Some escapers stepped on their fellows' bodies and fled madly.

The awakeners who stayed behind to fight back desperately stared with red eyes and squeezed their mental power to the limit.

The various awakening skills were used desperately as if they were free.

But these awakening skills were almost like tickling against the gold-level armor.

It was very lucky to leave a scratch on the mecha of the legion warriors.

The three-meter-tall silver-white mecha held a gold-level weapon more than two meters long.

Sabres, long swords, giant axes, steel forks, spears...

The legion warriors rushed into the crowd as if they were slaughtering a group of unarmed babies.

The light weapons carried by the mechas were also frequently used under the control of the mecha drivers.

The more than two-meter-long sword swept across, and several indigenous awakeners were cut in half.

In the face of the solidity and sharpness of the gold-level weapons, their weapons and awakening skills seemed as childish as children's toys.

Broken limbs and pieces of flesh flew everywhere, and blood splashed like a fountain.

The screams, howls, the sound of the blade cutting into flesh, the sound of the sword cutting off limbs and bones, seemed to be playing a symphony called purgatory.

"Zi, Zhi..." The small laser gun on the shoulder of the mecha penetrated several indigenous awakened people.

The pungent burnt smell, mixed with the thick smell of blood, makes people want to vomit.

"Boom, boom..." The small laser cannon exploded a group of awakened people into a ball of minced meat.

Under the high temperature, even the blood was quickly evaporated.

Even the five-time awakened people from the indigenous planets are falling quickly under the siege of Luomen and other golden mechas.

Elementalize?

Immune to physical attacks?

Resist light bombardment?

Feel sorry!

The ultra-high frequency electromagnetic gun and large-scale shock wave will instantly knock you back to your original shape.

Want to escape?

no way.

Want to resist?

Die faster.

The scenes unfolding in front of him made Xu Youran's scalp numb and he was completely stunned.

Although before the war began, he had already stretched his imagination to its limit.

Doing everything possible and expecting the worst.

However, the tyrannical strength and cruelty of the Conqueror Legion were still far beyond his imagination.

Even when hunting mutant beasts, he had never seen such a brutal massacre.

They are both intelligent beings, and even humans.

How could he be so cruel?

How could he be so cold-blooded?

Keeping fellow tribesmen in captivity, slaves and soldiers, no freedom, no thoughts...

Although Xu Youran couldn't accept these various atrocities, he could barely tolerate them.

But the scene before him once again subverted his definition of human beings as intelligent life.

This is massacre without any bottom line, massacre for the sake of massacre.

It's a pity that he is in someone else's mecha, and the command authority of this mecha is Fu Guan.

Unfortunately, he is too weak. Once he leaves the mecha, the aftermath of the battle will be enough to shatter him to pieces.

Xu Youran's eyes were so angry that he was almost bleeding. He clenched his hands tightly into fists and held them behind his back.

He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself for a moment and would kill Fuguan who was killing him like crazy.

Combat mechas are designed to allow combatants to grasp the battlefield situation in the most timely and accurate manner and make the most reasonable judgments.

Therefore, a 360° somatosensory feedback system with no blind spots was specially installed.

A soldier in a mecha has exactly the same feelings, senses, and touches as if he were not wearing a mecha.

This resulted in Xu Youran, who was inside the mecha, also experiencing everything on the battlefield immersively.

He feels the same for all the disasters on this planet.

Huge roars, explosions, desperate wails, and hoarse prayers...

The earth was cracked, volcanoes spewed out clouds, the main ship blocked the sky, and there was a natural disaster level destruction...

The flames are burning, the thick smoke is billowing, the pungent smell of blood and the smell of burning limbs...

Xu Youran felt like he was in hell. This was not the human world. This was a group of monsters that were more cruel than demons and were killing their own kind crazily.

Even more bloody and cruel than mutant beasts.

The soldiers of the Conqueror Legion even spared the mutated beasts and specifically attacked the indigenous awakened people.

The mutated beasts were completely frightened by this destructive war, and fled in all directions, but they were able to survive.

But on the battlefield in front of them, hundreds of thousands of humans were being brutally massacred by another group of humans.

Everything that happened, in Xu Youran's opinion, was simply the biggest joke in the universe.

But he couldn't laugh or cry, only endless anger and sadness.

This is the final fate of this indigenous planet, and this will also be the fate of Earth's planet in the near future.

If no one comes to save Earth Star, his lover, comrades, friends...

It will also be destroyed by such a completely unequal war.

Xu Youran suppressed her emotions and asked in a trembling voice: "Don't we need the resources on this planet? Don't we kill the mutant beasts?"

"Resources?" Fu Guan showed an excited look on his face and continued to kill crazily. "What resources can such a broken planet have? For us, the biggest resource is population. We need richer and more diverse resources. The evolution of the virus will greatly enhance the strength of our camp."

"But, we killed all these awakened ones." Xu Youran was still a little confused.

"The mechas and the Star Sea Kingdom system will automatically count the battle merits. What we need is the battle merits. What the legion needs is the hundreds of millions of people on the planet." Fu Guan said disdainfully, "These awakened people who dare to resist will not be able to resist in the future. They are good warriors, not good slaves. Those Awakened ones who only run away are even more cowards. They have become comrades in arms and will only hold us back.”

Xu Youran looked around in confusion. Could this also be a reason for killing?

Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

The battle has gradually come to an end, and many teams have begun to take off and fly in all directions of the planet.

They are going to clean up the remaining awakened ones elsewhere and complete the final blow to this captive planet.

The living planet with hundreds of millions of intelligent humans was bloodbathed in less than an hour.

Continents are broken, mountains collapse, volcanoes erupt into the sky, huge waves sweep across the world...

Corpses littered the fields, blood flowed everywhere, and the whole world turned into a hell on earth. It was too miserable to watch.