Colonial Suit

Suddenly, a layer of cloud surged across the starry sky. -- The mist behind Blood瞳 abruptly rose, pressing towards the enemy like a blanket covering the sky and earth. Countless figures emerged from the black mist, with countless pairs of bloodthirsty eyes. No one spoke, but those hungry gazes and bloodthirsty corners of their mouths blatantly revealed their mood.

This was not a war, but a long-awaited hunt, or perhaps revenge!!

Indeed, this was the first impression the Krodir Conquerors gave. Even though they only appeared for a few seconds, they conquered the hearts of everyone in an instant. That unreasonable confidence and violence, that belief in and execution of absolute power, made them seem like demon gods walking out of ancient myths, causing all enemies to be terrified.

In fact, the Boka and Sasa arrays on the opposite side were already in turmoil. Their advancing footsteps came to an abrupt halt, replaced by almost imperceptible retreats.

No one could remain calm in the face of the Krodir's charge, even tens of thousands of years later, even if these Boka and Sasa people didn't know who they were!

"What is that!?" a Sasa Conqueror shouted, desperately pressing down on his trembling legs. "Why… why is my body shaking, why is my colonial armor afraid!"

"Damn it, we need to retreat and reorganize the defense line!"

"They're not human! It must be an illusion!!"

"Let me snipe them." A Boka Adjudicator gritted his teeth and fired a magical beam first. That was his maximum energy output, which would normally be enough to penetrate a planet. However, he didn't expect that the beam would be swatted away by a Krodir Conqueror before it even reached the mist. The light scattered like rain in an instant, like a burst of fireworks.

"No! This is impossible!" the Boka Adjudicator shouted, hardly believing his eyes.

But it was too late. Almost at the same time as he exclaimed in surprise, the Krodir Conqueror had already swept past him, casually taking his head. The headless corpse only swayed for a moment before being shattered by the second Conqueror, turning into a burst of light rain.

Efficiency, efficiency, and more efficiency!

In just an instant, the Krodir people showed the world a new way of killing. There were no fancy moves, no dawdling preludes, only efficiency. Every attack took the shortest route, the fastest speed, and the strongest power! Everything was sacrificed for efficiency, they made killing no longer an art, but a job on an assembly line.

The Boka person was only the first. And following him were the second, the third...

Screams and roars rang out one after another, and corpses tumbled and flew into the void. The scene of the Krodir people charging into the enemy formation was like a raging flood crashing against a dam. In a movie, it would definitely show the solidity and greatness of the dam, but here the dam was used to be crossed and shattered. The Boka and Sasa arrays were breached in the first moment, without even forming a trace of resistance. Whether it was the proud Boka Grand Inquisitor, or the Sasa Overlord, the Conquerors, they all collapsed at the first touch in the face of the black torrent gathered by the Krodir people.

A Boka Grand Knight was resisting, but he only lasted seven seconds before a Krodir Conqueror swept past him head-on and broke his spine with a punch!

A Sasa Overlord was resisting, but before his ability could be fully deployed, a figure fell from above and twisted his neck.

There was also a group of Boka people resisting. They fired a storm of beams, but a Krodir Conqueror infiltrated like a ghost, easily causing successive kills! As heads flew in the void and corpses were torn apart, a Grand Knight finally asked in despair!

"Why!?"

"Why can they easily break through our defenses!?"

"Why can they ignore our force fields, abilities, and magical beams!"

"Why can they tear us apart at will! But we haven't even achieved a single victory?"

Countless whys, but the most critical why was, why are the levels of both sides almost the same, but the gap is so big?

The answer was quickly found. A Boka Consul who was good at analysis suddenly raised the light brain in his hand and shouted.

"They are using reverse space!"

"Nonsense, we are also using it!"

"No, I'm not referring to simple penetration, but to jumping! Overclocking, uninterrupted and disordered jumping. That guy (referring to the Krodir warrior who broke through the magic beam) jumped seventy-two times in three seconds! His footprints cover the first two layers of subspace and reverse space. We can't lock his position at all!"

"No! This is impossible!" The Boka Grand Knight suddenly took a breath of cold air, hardly believing his ears.

Seventy-two consecutive jumps in three seconds? What is this concept?

If one jump is one voyage at the reverse space level, then seventy-two jumps are enough for a person to cross a long distance, from 'one end' of the universe to 'the other end'. And all this only happened in an instant, in an assault of only a few kilometers. Was that guy crazy? Didn't he know how dangerous such a jump was? Didn't he know how difficult such a jump was?

No, the other party obviously knew. Then there was only one answer, that was that he had become accustomed to it. He was used to using this overclocking jump as a method of movement, because this was their combat skill! And what was even more terrifying was that the people who possessed this skill were not one, but all!!

There is a theory in the universe that appearing on different spatial levels at the same time is equivalent to not existing on any level at the same time.

The Krodir Conquerors obviously used this principle to overclock and jump in a very short time, thereby breaking through all defenses and attacks! The Boka and Sasa people were not weak, but unfortunately, in the face of such overclocking jumps, all attacks and abilities based on a single level were a joke!

Too terrible...

The Boka Grand Knight only felt a chill in his heart, as if his soul had fallen into an bottomless abyss!

Overclocking jump, he couldn't do it! Not only him, but I believe all the companions here at this moment couldn't do it! Because this is not only a skill, but also a full test of the body, spirit, and soul. It is experience, will, and even a comprehensive combination of all elements!!

It is true strength!!

He opened his mouth wide, just about to say something, when a black shadow suddenly swept past and took his head!

Afterwards, a Krodir Conqueror stood on his corpse, raised the head high, and showed a ferocious but excited expression on his face.

"Scum with less than 10% effective combat power!"

"On the order of the King! Crush them!!"

"Aww!!"

The Krodir people's battle cry resounded in the starry sky! In an instant, the black torrent submerged the dam… spreading to the farther starry sky…

No survivors! (To be continued..)