For the landing battle, the Eastern Alliance had purposely given him a direct route so that he could communicate with Lan Qing at any time.
"Okay!" Lan Qing only replied with one word.
The patrol ships and battleships began to stop. They only used some artillery support, but they no longer approached the surface of the planet.
But the white light had already penetrated it.
The Pharmacist was, without a doubt, that white light.
At this moment, she was dressed in a white outfit, the style of ancient China of the Upper Yuan Era. Her long hair was combed into a braid, making her look even more neat.
Without a doubt, she was an absolute beauty. However, at this moment, her eyes were filled with killing intent. It was not a crazed killing intent, but a righteous killing intent.
Stepping on the Seven Star Sword and holding the Kill Immortal Sword in her hand, she looked like a fairy on earth.
The purplish-red light could not even get close to her protective laws. In just a few flashes, she was already close to the surface of the planet.
As far as the eye could see, the entire surface of the planet was covered in alien hordes.
Some of the aliens looked as large as a mountain range.
Many of the aliens looked up at him.
Some of the aliens were firing lasers into the air.
The landing was far worse than they had anticipated. The aliens had predicted this and were waiting for them.
However, to an alchemist, what did this count as?
There was a flash of violet, and one of the shuttle-shaped aliens leapt into the air. It was headed straight for the Pharmacist.
The Pharmacist didn't even spare him a glance.
There was a flash of white light, and in the blink of an eye the alien was behind the Pharmacist. The creature's flesh began to disintegrate as if it had been cut by a thousand knives. Chunks of flesh fell from the sky.
Behind the Pharmacist, a purple crystal appeared in a sphere of white light.
The first one!
The death of the shuttle aliens drew attention to the Pharmacist's presence.
Suddenly, the Pharmacist stopped in midair.
She stood there, looking down at the aliens below. She muttered something to herself, but no one knew what she was saying.
"Roarrr!" A three-hundred-meter long alien roared at the sky.
Suddenly, dozens of aliens took to the air, heading straight for the Pharmacist.
The Pharmacist's eyes were cold and murderous. She tossed Occisus into the air, then made a hand seal and pointed downward.
Occisus became a beam of white light that shot up into the sky. Whether it was Zeus -1 or the aliens below, all they saw was a sea of white.
The sky turned white, a white that belonged to the Immortal Culling Sword.
Many of the Paragons, with their keen senses, shuddered at the sight. They could feel the murderous intent of the white light.
Roxanne's eyes lit up as she murmured, "Good girl, your aura is really great."
"Wan!
Sword!
Incantation! "The Pharmacist's clear voice was devoid of any human emotion.
The first beam of white light appeared. It tore through the air, piercing through the layers of defenses to land on one of the aliens.
In the blink of an eye, the alien froze in midair. A white light emerged from its tail and shot downward.
Then a second, a third, a fourth, an infinite number of them …
The beams of white light took the shape of a sword. It was as if Occisus had split itself into countless copies. They fell from the sky, covering everything in sight.
Wherever the rays of white light passed, nothing could stand in their way.
Even the turtle-shelled aliens couldn't withstand them with their sturdy shells.
The white light was everywhere. Wherever it pointed, nothing could stand in its way!
The Art of Ten Thousand Swords, an ancient technique.
It came directly from the Occisus' legacy. The Pharmacist had only fully assimilated it when she became a Paragon.
The murderous intent of the ancient sword had awakened the true power of the sword. Suddenly, the sky darkened.
One by one, the aliens fell to the sword's light. The beams of white light cut down the purple and red figures.
Blood-curdling screams, roars, and furious roars sounded one after another.
But it couldn't change what was happening in front of them.
The Banishing Blade Faerie's Art of Ten Thousand Swords was destined to leave its mark in the annals of human history.
Who knew how many aliens were slain by the Art of Ten Thousand Swords. The purple hue of Monteux grew thicker, but this time it was the blood of the aliens.
At least five hundred real aliens were slain by the sword light.
Among them was the three-hundred-meter long alien. Its gargantuan body was torn to shreds.
More aliens were closing in from the distance, but none dared approach the Myriad Swords Art's range. The aliens were afraid of death as well. Even if they had been born from the alien planets, they still had their own instincts and intelligence.
Zeus -1 came to a stop behind the Pharmacist. The ship didn't dare risk the Art of Ten Thousand Swords to land!
The Pharmacist's body flickered and she floated down to the top of Zeus -1. The Art of Ten Thousand Swords spread out and shot off into the distance.
In the distance, the aliens who didn't dare approach turned tail and ran.
Zeus -1 took the opportunity to descend.
The Wine Master's voice was low. "Everyone, take one direction. Make sure the troops land safely."
Zeus -1 was the first to descend. Tractor beams shot out, and a host of figures appeared on Monteux's surface.
The planet's surface reeked of blood due to the alien invasion, and the land was a purplish-red.
Blood vessels could be seen along the surface of the planet.
The purple ground swallowed up the corpses of the fallen aliens, draining them of their life force.
Once a Life Crystal fell to the ground, it would immediately disappear.
As long as no vital crystals were lost, the aliens didn't suffer any real damage.
Lan Jue knew this better than anyone else.
That was why the Wine Master was the first to act when the Paragons emerged from the ship.
The Cosmagus was already in his hand. With a wave of his scepter, the bodies of the dead aliens in the sky and on the ground trembled violently. Rays of silver light burst forth from them, and vital crystals appeared by the Wine Master's side. They fell into a silver vortex and disappeared.
Every vital crystal they took was equivalent to losing a portion of the Marauders' strength.
This was the foundation of this operation.
Before the battle began, the three Major Alliances had come to an agreement that all vital crystals obtained would belong to each of them.
The Northern Alliance was responsible for two planets, the Western Alliance one, and the Eastern Alliance the other.
Of course, the Eastern Alliance was the largest.
One of the reasons the Eastern Alliance had agreed to support their allies after the battle was over was because vital crystals would belong to the Eastern Alliance.
The Paragons flew off in different directions.
The Pharmacist sat cross-legged on the roof of the ship. Her face was pale, and it was difficult for her to use the Art of Myriad Swords with her Domain of Protogenia. Occisus' invincible form required a great deal of energy.
She needed a little time to recover.
Lan Jue didn't join the rest of the Paragons. Instead, she hovered in the air, watching over the battlefield.
With him were Luo Xianni and Jue Di, two powerful Adepts.
Universal protogenia affected them, so they didn't make a move lightly.
On Monteux Star, the entire world seemed to have turned a purplish red. Even the clouds in the sky were the same color.
The Wine Master, the Driver, the Gourmet, the Keeper, the Bookworm, the Pauper, the Clockmaker, and Bess flew off in eight different directions.
The Wine Master's body flickered and reappeared in the direction he was responsible for. He lifted his scepter high in the air, and the space in front of him began to warp and distort.
One by one, the aliens were torn to shreds in the twisting space.
Only a few of the most powerful beings were able to use their protective shields to resist the pressure of the twisting dimensions.
An alien like a dragon soared through the air. Its body glowed with an intense purple light, and it spat out a blinding orb of purple light toward the Wine Master.
The twisting dimensions that fell on the creature slid away.
Without a doubt, this was one of the strongest aliens in the universe.
The Wine Master grunted and waved his scepter. A beam of silver light shot out like a bolt of silk. It tore through the fabric of space, leaving a black fissure in its wake.
The silver light swallowed up the Dragon-Bandit's orb of light, then slammed into the Bandit's body.
The Dragon Raider screamed in agony as its body was cleaved in two. An enormous purple vital crystal emerged from its body and flew towards the Wine Master.
Like the Wine Master, the Driver hovered in the air. Above his head was a cloud of purple, a perfect match for the purple hue of Monteux. Bolts of purple lightning fell from the sky, and wherever it passed, no alien could survive.
Not a single one was spared.