The misfit of the Twelve Divine Weapons, it was unclear which Elder of the Elder Race had left this ultimate weapon in the senior activity room. It had been proven that there were many traces of the presence of the Elder Races in the Second Universe, and each bothersome Elder Race had left behind some kind of legacy. The Golden Great Sail Ship was one of them; the Sky-Piercing Pyramid, now gathering dust in Bai Zhongqi's keyring, was another; and so were the Twelve Divine Weapons.
To unleash their maximum combat power, the Twelve Divine Weapons required many conditions, including external cooperation, understanding of the Divine Weapon itself, and a very critical element—Star Energy.
However, Xu Lanzhou was not a Star Warrior; she could manipulate the Divine Weapon, but she was unable to unleash its ultimate strength. And her opponent was, after all, a Fleet of a High Level Civilization. The Ninety-Fifth Legion reigned supreme in the Lower Orion's Arm, their blades having slashed through the Silver Feather Army, exterminated the three great enslavers, and flattened countless Primate Clan civilizations.
The Ninety-Fifth Legion had no other talents; they were blindly loyal, fighting to the death.
At this moment, Xu Shisan was particularly anxious—aside from the initial surprise attack in which she managed to destroy an enemy warship, she had achieved nothing else.
This wasn't just her alone; even the warships of the Champion Mercenary Corps on the Sumer Star were engaged in a tough battle.
"Damn these rats," cursed You Mi'er, red with rage as he led his warship, struggling to cope with a large number of enemy small craft.
The Champion Mercenary Corps was one of the strongest forces in the Wilds of the Galaxy, thanks to its abundant talents and its own style. But the Champion wasn't overwhelmingly powerful in the Wilds of the Galaxy; in terms of size, the old-power groups like the Blood Skull Society were even somewhat larger.
Ordinarily, because of the complicated relationships between the many powers of the Wilds of the Galaxy and their constant disputes, they couldn't join forces against the Champion Mercenary Corps, which was instead beaten back step by step under the leadership of Xu Lanzhou. However, with the arrival of the Star Alliance's Ninety-Fifth Legion, the powers of the Wilds of the Galaxy faced reshuffling.
Kuishan was shamelessly taunting on the open channel, "Hmph, Night Song, You Mi'er, do you people really think we of the Blood Skull Society and the other ruling forces are inferior to your Mercenary Corps? The information about your Leader and Mrs. Snow, that bitch, was passed by me to the Chancellor of the Star Alliance, and we have long since pledged our allegiance to His Majesty the Chancellor. From now on, we are the citizens and soldiers of the Star Alliance. What use is it for your brainless Leader to have so much talent? Over the years, you've gathered the refugees of the Wilds of the Galaxy, established towns for your Mercenary Corps—now they've all become your Achilles' heel. I went to your Mercenary Corps the other day with full confidence that I could handle your damned female Leader, knowing she wouldn't dare to touch me."
With contempt, Kuishan said, "There can be no mercy in the Wilds of the Galaxy. Your damn Mercenary Corps, one mistake after another. From the very moment you set up home on the Sumer Star, your downfall was fated!"
Night Song and You Mi'er were brimming with anger at this point, but there wasn't much they could do. Shield Number was the strongest warship—none from the Blood Skull Society or other powers dared to provoke it. However, the Champion Mercenary Corps had more than a dozen towns and facilities on the Sumer Star, and a single Shield Number could not save them all.
Towns had already been breached by marauding thugs, and mercenaries fought back desperately, the scenes blood-soaked. Shield Number and other warships rushed to provide support, only for more reports of breached towns to come in.
Exhausted from trying to respond to all emergencies, this was the current state of the Mercenary Corps.
Clenching her teeth, Xu Shisan thought, "If only there had been more time, if only I had ten more years, I could have wiped out all the other forces in the Wilds of the Galaxy."
Despite her unwillingness to admit it, she was still a part of Xu Lanzhou. The brand of Bai Zhongqi was something she denied yet couldn't truly separate from; the things she did in the Wilds of the Galaxy were no different from those Bai Zhongqi had done years ago, striving to establish a haven where the destitute could survive and be happy.
It's just that the soil she had chosen was teeming with too much evil.
Lai Zhicun stared at the female-shaped mecha persistently battling, zoning out in a daze. Even after eighteen years, she hadn't changed her tenacity, blossoming like a resounding rose on the battlefield.
Lai Zhicun was unaware of the affairs between Xu Shisan and Xu Lanzhou. The more he watched her valiant struggle, the more he hoped she could meet a glorious death to complete her beauty.
"General Xu, I know you can hear me. I'm Lai Zhicun, once your subordinate. But now, you are a traitor to the Star Alliance, and I am the vanguard for the Chancellor. I'm aware that Sumer Star is the base of the mercenary corps you've established with tens of thousands of subordinates. I will order my warships to bombard this planet until every life on this world is extinguished. If you want these innocents to survive, please surrender to me. I can offer you a swift and honorable death."
It wasn't until Lai Zhicun spoke that the commanders of the Ninety-Fifth Legion realized that their arduous journey across thousands of light-years to the Wilds of the Galaxy had been for the purpose of hunting down Xu Lanzhou, the former Commander of the Universe Army of the Star Alliance.
The legion commanders were all shocked, fully aware of the gravity of this mission. The disappearance of Xu Lanzhou and Han Jiaxue had always been a thorn in Chancellor Xiao Yu's side—no wonder Lai Zhicun had kept the truth from them.
Of course, they also didn't know that Xiao Yu's instructions were to bring them back. Lai Zhicun knew what awaited the two women if he were to bring them back. He had no particular thoughts about Han Jiaxue; if it were possible to bring her back, then so be it. But he did not wish to see Xu Lanzhou fall into Xiao Yu's hands. He feared he might lose control of himself and become enemies with Xiao Yu.
Thus, he decided to kill Xu Lanzhou.
He might not be able to defeat the divine scourge for now, but he was very clear on how to make Xu Lanzhou submit.
Two task groups of cruisers from the fleet left the attack formation and instead took position in the high orbit of Sumer Star. Despite not being specialized in orbital bombardment, the super fusion fusion bombs and particle turbulence shells they carried could easily turn the planet into hell.
The communication over the public channel could also be heard on the surface of the star. The diplomat from the Broken Fang Civilization and the noble Lei Xiang heard their conversation, and at this point, he couldn't care less about his demeanor, frantically sending messages to Lai Zhicun.
"Commander Lai, I am Lei Xiang, the diplomat of the Broken Fang Civilization. My father is the representative of the Broken Fang Civilization to the High Council, and I am currently on Sumer Star. I demand that you cease all military actions against Sumer Star immediately, as this is a provocation against the Broken Fang Civilization."
Upon hearing this, Lai Zhicun simply replied indifferently, "I apologize, but I cannot verify your claim. The official foreign missions recognized by the Broken Fang Civilization do not include any institutions in the Wilds of the Galaxy. The bombardment will proceed; I wish you an enjoyable death."
Lei Xiang turned deathly pale in an instant. He couldn't imagine that these crazy people from the Star Alliance simply didn't care about him and were about to act as if killing insects.