This was the first time since he'd become a Paragon that he'd gone all out in a fight. The feeling of controlling protogenia was wonderful.
Violet lightning rained down from the sky, obliterating one alien after another. His lightning had an innate intimidating effect on them, and when they felt the power of it, the aliens in the distance didn't dare approach.
The Gourmet walked on the ground, changing the color of his surroundings, including the earth around him.
The greyness silently spread outwards with his body as the center. It was as if the earth had suffered a plague, and the greyness continued to spread outwards.
Every alien that entered its range was also dyed grey. Then, without a sound, they were burned to ash.
With a deathly stillness and despair, he disappeared without a sound.
The Keeper and the Bookworm were the ones who made the most noise. Above the Keeper's head was a strange constellation of stars, arranged in a unique pattern. The pattern was detached from his body.
Rings of light radiated outwards.
Then, a huge beam of light with a diameter of over ten meters shot out continuously. It was like a humanoid warship, constantly exploding with its terrifying attack power.
The Bookworm's side was doing the same. The only difference was that the Keeper's attacks were five meters in diameter, covering the entire area. Explosions rocked the area they were in charge of, sending the aliens tumbling to the ground.
Even those that didn't die were sent flying. They couldn't get any closer.
This was with the two Paragons suppressing their power. If they had unleashed a powerful attack like the Positron Cannon, they would have been able to wipe them all out.
But if they did, the Northern Alliance might think the Eastern Alliance was using something bigger than a battleship to bombard the planet.
The Pauper was the fiercest of the Paragons. He didn't use any long-range attacks, instead he charged into the midst of the aliens.
A draconic roar filled the air, and a golden dragon swirled around his body.
A large, but sluggish, turtle-shelled alien crawled toward him. The Pauper leapt up, then dropped to the ground.
He slammed into the creature's back.
When he landed, he felt as if he weighed a thousand pounds as he slammed into the turtle-shelled marauder into the ground.
He raised his fists, and the silhouette of the Subduing Dragon Arhat appeared behind him. He swung his fists down and smashed the armor on the back.
The turtle-shelled Marauders, whose defenses could withstand the cannon fire of a battleship in space, were smashed to pieces by Han Li's fist. Streaks of golden light shot out in all directions as the Marauder's shell was blasted to pieces.
The beggar leaped like a shooting star, immediately pouncing on the next Marauder. His terrifying strength and nomological soul core. Every time the dragon roared, a large Marauder would fall.
The golden dragon hovering around him flickered in and out of existence, wrapping around the pirates and dragging them to his side. Then, he slapped them to death.
If his battle was the fiercest, then the Epochrion's was the calmest, or perhaps the strangest.
A faint seven-colored light enveloped the battlefield. Everything seemed to slow down, and some areas would suddenly speed up.
The aliens who were about to launch an attack found that when they did, their attacks landed on the bodies of other aliens.
In this area, everything was chaotic. The aliens were a mess, but not a single one managed to land a single blow on the Epochrion.
Bize's fight was the bloodiest. She stretched out her chicken claws and waved them through the air. Her long crimson nails drew lines of crimson blood in the air. Wherever they passed, they grew larger and larger. Like the sharpest of blades, they sliced through the aliens.
Chunks of blood would fall from the sky, or the bodies of the aliens in front of them would disintegrate.
One vital crystal after another flew toward the God of Wine. According to their agreement, every vital crystal she killed belonged to the God of Wine.
The reason the Wine Master had convinced her to participate in this battle was a big part of it. Both Aubert and Bize had lived for far too long, and were nearing the end of their lifespans. A vital crystal could prolong their lives, so it was only natural that they would be tempted to offer it.
Eight directions, eight Paragons!
Not a single one slipped through the net to attack the Eastern Alliance's landing ships.
This was the benefit of individual strength. They didn't have to pay a heavy price, and their initial goal was accomplished.
Majesty landed smoothly on the ground, and a tractor beam shot out to release a group of people.
They were mechas. The mechas shone with a dazzling radiance as they quickly landed on the ground. Then, they quickly formed into small teams.
They occupied important positions and covered their comrades.
Star Division was back on the battlefield. They were much more mature than they had been in the past.
Lan Jue floated in the air, watching. She nodded.
Landing was no longer a problem.
The An Lun's ships followed behind Majesty. The Bloodiron Khans were the first to appear, followed by the rest of the An Lun mecha corps.
A total of five legions were involved in this battle.
Of the three Major League combatants, they had the fewest.
In addition to the combat units, a large number of engineers appeared. With the help of the ships' heavy machinery, they began to deploy.
However, they soon ran into a problem. The purple earth began to move, as if it had a life of its own. It tried to overturn them.
Lan Jue's eyes flashed as he hovered in the air. He made a pressing motion with his hands.
Then, the pale blue light slowly descended. This pale blue light looked very gentle, like a layer of light curtain.
However, the moment they landed on the ground, the purplish-red ground shook violently.
Hidden beneath the purple veins began to wither and collapse. The purple light slowly dissipated, revealing the earth beneath.
All-Heaven Lightning. Lan Jue had used God's Retribution lightning from the thunder essence to create it. It was the bane of all evil.
With the power of All-Heaven Lightning, it was easy enough to stop the alien fungus from spreading.
Without the threat of the alien fungus, the engineers sprang into action.
They began to build something on the ground.
What they installed was the Planetary Rail Cannon.
Taking back the planet wasn't just about driving out or destroying the aliens. They also had to give the planet a power amplifier.
The railguns were supplied by the North. Once they'd taken control of an area, they'd set up the railguns. Then they'd continue to push forward. Slowly but surely, they'd take control of the planet.
Once the railguns were installed, they'd be able to attack the aliens. Once they had enough, they'd be able to take back control of the planet.
Lan Jue took a step forward. There was a flash of blue light, and Thor appeared in front of him. The blue light swallowed him up, and Thor's eyes shone with a brilliant light.
At Lan Jue's level of cultivation, Thor's assistance didn't matter much. But commanding Star Division through the mecha's comms system was the only way Lan Jue could command the mecha.
Star Division was on the move. Lan Jue flew through the air. The Pharmacist, who'd recovered, floated down to perch on Thor's shoulder. She allowed Thor to fly, but her body didn't waver.
In the sky, there were flashes of light. Beams of intense light enveloped the entire world.
Star Division followed closely behind Lan Jue. They picked a direction and charged.
If they wanted to retake the planet, they had to find the progenitor. Once it was dead, the fungus would disappear.
At the same time, they had to search for any humans who might still be alive. Whether it was a trap or not, this was something they had to do.
Lan Jue chose the Driver's direction. He and the Driver were the captains of First and Second Brigade respectively, so it was only natural that they'd be in command.
"This is awesome!
Isn't my Primordial Lightning awesome? "The Driver boasted proudly as he watched Lan Jue approach.
He didn't need to use his mecha now. The Primordial Lightning was unstoppable.
"Save some energy. Let the others charge. We'll make up for what we don't have." Lan Jue spoke to the Driver.
Merit was important to Star Division. It was the exuvium process that gave them priority. They also had access to more of the exuvium process for their families.
It was Star Division's greatest motivation.
If the Driver killed every last one of the aliens, what would be left for the rest of the men?
Fighting was the best way to sharpen and improve oneself.
If Star Division wanted to get stronger, they had to test themselves in battle.
"Alright!" The Driver understood Lan Jue's intentions, and answered without hesitation.
Star Division's four brigades were already on the move, scattering flowers from the sky.
First Brigade was at the front, followed by Second Brigade.
Each of the mechas displayed a nimble and agile figure as they quickly charged forward.
Lan Jue, the Driver, and the Pharmacist followed close behind.
What they needed to do now was penetrate alone.
"Guoguo, come to me." Lan Jue called out.
A figure rose up from below. It was an extremely beautiful golden mecha. It was none other than Lin Guoguo's own modified mecha.
Lin Guo-guo flew to Lan Jue's side with a smile. "What do you need, boss?"
Lan Jue replied. "Use your psychic power to scan the area. See if there's any human psychic activity. We need to save our people first."