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The scars of war were still vivid, and the mercenaries were already preparing for their next task.

Blood flowed on the ground, and a group of attendants began to enter the scene. Of course, they weren't here to fight, but to clean up the battlefield for their masters, or former masters. They worked diligently, distinguishing the 'remains' of their masters from the unrecognizable debris and taking them away, then transmitting the obtained data to their terminals. The air was filled with a pungent odor, and the mercenaries' deaths were gruesome. Most of them were reduced to unrecognizable pieces of flesh by the Purifiers' bites. Even their armor was left in only a few fragments, which slowed down the attendants' work.

However, none of the attendants were anxious. They carefully searched, not missing any trace of a mercenary. At the same time, they took samples of the Purifiers' remains and collected the remains of the Magic Armor Warriors.

Their expressions were calm, showing no anger or sorrow. Only tranquility… a tranquility like stagnant water.

Because everyone knew that this was a warrior's final destination.

As the most massive violent organization in the universe, the Space Mercenaries' commodity was their martial strength. Therefore, from the moment they joined this force, everyone knew that they would face death one day. They roamed the universe, they drank and sang loudly. They never considered when their end would come. Death was a very normal thing for mercenaries. Even… an end where their corpses could not be preserved.

"Our losses are a little higher than expected."

The blond-haired young man said softly to the Old Deadman at the edge of the busy battlefield. At this moment, he appeared very steady, possessing a dignity that ordinary people could not match.

The Old Deadman glanced at him and replied in a low voice, "That's within my expectations. After all, the Krodir people were the greatest war civilization during the Great Chaos. Their relics, even on planets that have been dormant for so many years, cannot be without threats."

"But many of the losses this time were unnecessary. Those Aierte people…"

"The Aierte people have also suffered great losses. Peter, you must realize that all civilizations will spare no expense for this relic. Although the Aierte people are very arrogant, their execution is equally amazing. We can spare no expense for this place, and they can do the same." Speaking of this, the Old Deadman sighed and continued, "In fact, they are already prepared to do so. If you continue, you will know that their losses will not be less than ours. Their will to win is even more determined."

"Okay, let's not talk about this." The Old Deadman seemed a little dispirited and waved his hand casually. He then asked, "Have you seen Hek?"

"No," Peter replied. "But I entered here because of Hek's orders. And according to the message, he entered the relic ahead of us. Maybe he has already gone ahead of us. He's really lucky not to have encountered the Aierte people."

"Is that so?" The Old Deadman fell silent, a gleam flashing in his eyes.

He was somewhat skeptical of Peter's answer. Because as far as he knew, Hek was not a very adventurous person. Compared to adventurous exploration, he preferred to sit on the sidelines and control the overall situation leisurely. This was Hek's habit, and it was also the reason why he was always so feared.

He was too calm. He rarely showed the courage that warriors needed, but he liked to fight with his brains. Coupled with his vengeful personality, this made him incredibly dangerous. Even though he had offended many powerful figures in the past, no one was willing to face him.

Therefore, the Old Deadman didn't want to see Hek's appearance in this mission. It was only because of some special reasons that Hek had to be included.

And now, it proved his judgment. Hek's actions were subtly out of his control.

"Entered in advance? Did he leave any proof?"

"He did," Peter replied quickly. "We found the mark left by Hek when we first entered here. The target indicates that they have gone deep down."

"Only the mark?"

"Yes," Peter nodded. "Because the interference here is very serious, Hek did not leave clear information. But judging from the mark, everything is normal. They have already entered a deeper level ahead of us. Rainbow and Kid are with him, along with nearly a hundred followers."

"Is that so?" The Old Deadman fell silent. After a while, he nodded and said to a waiter next to him, "Contact Hek. I want to know his current situation."

The waiter agreed and left. After a while, he returned and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we cannot contact Lord Hek. The signal was intercepted when entering the lower relic."

"Even communication is impossible?" The Old Deadman frowned, realizing that the blockade of the relic was more serious than he had imagined. At the same time, his eyes swept across the crowd and focused on the altar in the center of the cave. There, the huge crystal was still slowly rotating, like an unchanging fossil.

"It's probably because of the guardians," the Old Deadman thought for a while and judged. "The guardians here have disappeared, so the altar is equivalent to being occupied. This is why communication is smooth. But it is clear that the altar below is still intact. So we cannot complete the communication."

Speaking of this, the Old Deadman paused. Then he turned to look at the blond-haired young man.

"Peter."

"Please give your orders, sir," the blond-haired young man immediately lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Now you lead the other mercenaries to continue advancing. Until you meet Hek, you will take over the command of the vanguard team."

"Yes," Peter agreed readily. Then he asked, "But sir, will there be any problems with this? If I see Hek…"

"Then have him come to see me immediately," the Old Deadman interrupted Peter and replied decisively. "But before that, you must be responsible for the command of the vanguard, is there a problem?"

"No."

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"Very good, then execute it immediately."

The Old Deadman nodded, watching Peter turn and walk into the arena. Looking at their backs, the Old Deadman's brows furrowed slightly. He seemed to be talking to himself.

"Hek, I hope you won't let me down…"

At the same time, on the other side of the planet, Hek suddenly sneezed, smiling and rubbing his nose.

"It seems the old guy has noticed something is wrong. Rainbow, we need to move faster. The mark I had Kid leave behind won't be able to hide for long."

"Got it," Rainbow replied from the front, reaching out and taking out the smart brain.

The next moment, the image of the mercenary mothership appeared on the smart brain's light screen.

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