Summoning Players into My Game Chapter 788 - 394: The Gray-Clad Man Who Descended from the Heavens, the Fallen Prison Dragon Star (Part 3)
Previously on Summoning Players into My Game...
As Fang Zhen concluded his statement, the members of the Mechanical God Defense Corps acted in unison, each apprehending an Insect Race commander to facilitate fund transfers.
Baroque and Di Qi, finding themselves restrained, stared in utter disbelief at this unfolding spectacle.
The Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, originating from a mere fourth-class breeding planet, was presumed to be on a rescue mission for prisoners from Prison Dragon Star. Instead, these disciples clad in grey proved themselves to be far more adept at plundering than seasoned star pirates.
However, just as Fang Zhen and his crew concluded their 'transaction' with Baroque and Di Qi and prepared to eliminate them, a sky filled with thousands of cosmic battleships materialized, shocking even the Insect Race forces on Prison Dragon Star.
"They are here! At long last, we are saved!" Baroque exclaimed, his gaze fixed on the densely packed armada overhead, six colossal flagships standing out amongst them. An indescribable surge of excitement filled his eyes.
The appearance of flagships belonging to the Imperial Country, typically reserved for beings of the Divine Fusion Realm, signaled the arrival of the other six generals. Coupled with Star Lord Bokas, this represented the full might of the Divine Woman Star System's top combat forces, a power that only the Holy Hall could hope to match.
"Reinforcements have arrived?" Harleg, momentarily disengaging from Li Ranxing, looked towards the seven imposing figures gathered high above and felt a wave of relief wash over him.
His own power, while comparable to a lesser Divine Fusion Realm expert, was outmatched by Li Ranxing, who possessed the strength of a peak low-tier Divine Fusion Realm cultivator.
Without the opportunity to deploy his Demigod Secret Ultimate Technique, a continued engagement would inevitably lead to his demise. With seven generals now amassed, the elite forces of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall stood little chance of survival.
But at this critical juncture, Harleg observed hundreds clad in silver-grey armor surging towards the seven generals. The aura, or more precisely, the life force and energy fluctuations radiating from these individuals, closely mirrored that of Li Ranxing, some stronger, some weaker, but generally on the same formidable level.
"How is this even possible!"
"How could the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall possibly possess such might?"
Harleg, his gaze fixed upon the hundreds of disciples from the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, found himself paralyzed by disbelief, questioning if he had truly awoken or was still trapped in a dream.
The presence of Li Ranxing and dozens more like him was already an astonishing development, far exceeding any records known for Prison Dragon Star. Yet, these numerous Divine Fusion Realm powerhouses apparently constituted only a fraction of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall's strength – a reality too terrifying to be merely a nightmare; it was pure hell.
"Attack! Those battleships must be captured! Not a single one shall escape!" Luo Wushang declared, his eyes gleaming as he surveyed the vast fleet and the six prominent flagships.
With the game having now entered the grand interstellar era, cosmic exploration and expansion were intrinsically linked to spaceship technology. Seizing these cosmic battleships would provide the guild with sufficient resources to support millions of players for the foreseeable future.
"You dare to launch an assault on my Prison Dragon Star! None of you shall leave here alive today!" Star Lord Bokas of Prison Dragon Star directed a piercing, chilling gaze at the hundreds of experts, led by Luo Wushang, who were in the Celestial Human Realm.
Having witnessed the raw power displayed by these Celestial Human Realm disciples of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, he recognized their strength as being on the verge of low-tier Divine Fusion Realm, with only a select few reaching the peak of low-tier or even mid-tier power.
Should he face such a multitude of Divine Fusion Realm opponents alone, he would undoubtedly make a hasty retreat. However, with the seven generals now gathered, and despite his fifth-place ranking among them, the first and second generals were both Three-Star Divine Generals. Although not officially recognized by the Imperial Country, they resided in the distant Divine Woman Star System.
Confronting a low-tier Divine Fusion Realm expert with the combined might of a Three-Star Divine General was a simple matter. Coupled with the regenerative capabilities inherent to the Divine Fusion Realm, it was feasible to outlast and ultimately defeat these hundreds from the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall.
But as Bokas finished speaking, Luo Wushang unleashed a surge of energy, transforming into a streak of light as he appeared before Bokas. Executing a sword-like finger strike, he sliced through the very air.
In that instant, every witness present beheld a spectacle that defied comprehension.
The sky and earth seemed to rend apart, cleaving into two halves that stretched for tens of kilometers. A silent, transparent wall descended from the heavens, bisecting all that lay beneath.
In that very moment, time seemed to stretch endlessly for observers, yet the event unfolded in the quickest flash imaginable. Bokas had barely managed to thrust his hand forward midway when his form was cleaved in twain by the precision of a sword finger.
As Bokas's shattered body began to reform, Luo Wushang expertly wielded her free hand for a palm strike, unleashing a torrent of Thunder Light that shot towards the heavens, carving a luminous path across the sky.
This was the Martial Artist Level Ultimate Technique: Thunder Light Palm!
Bokas, whose body was still in the process of rejoining, was instantly reduced to fine ash under the engulfing, scorching brilliance of the Thunder Light, vanishing without a trace.
"Four-Star!"
"How could this be possible! Is she some high-ranking, supremely powerful entity from the Divine Fusion Realm?!"
The remaining six Imperial Generals watched in utter astonishment, paralyzed by the sight of Bokas being obliterated in mere moments.
Bokas, a mere Two-Star Divine General, was by no means weak; even a Three-Star Divine General would have required a considerable duration to secure victory over him. That Luo Wushang could accomplish this feat instantaneously, preventing even the two present Three-Star Generals from intervening, unequivocally proved her cultivation had ascended to the level of a Four-Star Divine General.
Yet, before the six bewildered generals could even process this revelation, Lu Fanchen and Yiye Fuyun, alongside their companions, surged forward, their assaults engulfing the sect in a maelstrom of destruction. In less than ten seconds, even the Three-Star Generals were turned to ash, one after another, while the Two-Star Generals crumbled with even greater swiftness, plunging the Imperial Fleet, which had arrived in haste, into profound despair.
"Flee!"
"Escape with all haste!"
"They are unnatural abominations!"
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of cosmic battleships broke formation and scattered in a desperate flight. The ground forces of the Insect Race, which had been engaged in combat, also scrambled to retreat, unwilling to linger on Prison Dragon Star for even another second.
And within the span of half a day, astonishing news reverberated throughout the entirety of the Divine Woman Star System.
Seven generals vanquished!
The Imperial Country’s Prison Dragon Star had fallen completely!