Chapter 410 We Come From the Central Divine Court (5000)

"Enemy attack!"

The moment Su Zhou saw a dangerous, eerie blue light begin to illuminate the surface of nearly half the planet, his pupils constricted slightly. He pressed his hands against the instrument panel and warned the entire ship in a deep voice, "All personnel, prepare for impact!"

Su Zhou's orders were absolute on the Farshot.

The moment the order was given, regardless of whether they understood the situation, everyone immediately strapped themselves into their seats according to the training they had received before boarding the ship.

"Crap, the ice foxes!"

Tang Yuan, who was preparing for the impact, paled. He thought of the foxes in the cabins—the little guys hadn't received the corresponding training, and there were no impact-resistant cushions prepared for them.

Without hesitation, he immediately became a spirit body and passed through the walls, rushing to the cabin where the ice foxes were located. Tang Yuan wanted to use his linked spirit body ability to protect them from the impact.

But when he rushed into the ice fox cabin, he was surprised to see that all the foxes had wrapped themselves into fox balls with their tails—because Qingqiu foxes generally have more than two tails, which was more than enough to wrap around their bodies. At this time, they looked like silver-white fur balls, rolling around in the cabin with the shaking of the Farshot, easily resisting the impact.

At the same time, the first wave of attacks from the surface had arrived.

The stars twinkled, and the countless eerie blue light spots condensed on the surface of the planet varied in size, but the targets of the bombardment were quite consistent: the Farshot in Qingqiu's lunar orbit.

Su Zhou and Kotalen simultaneously maneuvered the ship to evade, but there were simply too many giant spirit arrows, some as long as dozens of meters. They swarmed in, carrying out a saturation attack, making it impossible to dodge at all—the Farshot did avoid the first three spirit arrows, but was hit head-on by the fourth.

However, surprisingly, the spirit arrow, which looked terrifying and actually had enough power to penetrate a small mountain, did not break through the Farshot's spiritual shield or even the hull. It just caused the ship to shake violently in a flash of cyan-purple light, and then burst into scattered light particles.

"No, we can't be hit anymore!"

But Su Zhou's expression changed slightly—he had just controlled his spiritual power and merged it with the entire ship's shield, using his own strength to share the pressure on the Farshot, but even so, the ship's defense was still overwhelmed…The upper limit of these spirit arrow attacks was not high, at most around the early stage of a commander, but their stamina and quantity were simply too great, constantly putting pressure on the ship's shield.

He himself was fine; no matter how many attacks came, they couldn't overwhelm him. But the ship's engine couldn't maintain both the power and a high-intensity shield!

But saying that was one thing; the enemy's attacks wouldn't reason with him. With successive spirit arrows flying in, terrifying heat mixed with the impact bombarded the ship's shield, exploding into large patches of spiritual light in space. And many of the huge spirit arrows that missed went far into the dark vacuum, flying for more than half an astronomical unit, even hitting the moon before slowly dissipating.

Such cohesion—who knows how they were fired.

Under such attacks, even though the entire Farshot was already wrapped in Su Zhou's cyan-purple spiritual power and remained intact, the ship gradually lost power and was pulled by Qingqiu's gravity, falling towards the earth little by little.

"Falling again. Why did I say 'again'?"

Realizing this, Captain Kotalen muttered in the Tarin language. He wasn't too scared. After all, compared to the fall of the Tarin exploration ship back then, the Farshot's engine was just overloaded, temporarily losing power. It wasn't to the point of needing to be nervous.

He just turned his head and said to Su Zhou, "Captain Su, we must make an emergency landing on Qingqiu!"

"Then I'll leave it to you. You have rich experience."

Without saying much, Su Zhou was still doing his best to resist the surface attacks, and couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

—Without a doubt, this was an anti-space attack from hostile forces on Qingqiu.

Putting aside why the enemies on Qingqiu possessed this level of weaponry, why hadn't he seen any satellites in space orbit, or other space reconnaissance facilities?

Neither Su Zhou nor Kotalen, nor any of the other crew members, were careless. Everyone had confirmed before entering lunar orbit that there were no artificial creations in Qingqiu's outer orbit. They only felt the orbit should be safe because the planet's civilization had not yet reached the information age.

Who would have thought that a force hadn't even developed the space reconnaissance tech tree, but had already developed anti-orbital attacks?

But whatever the case, it was too late. The Farshot began to fall into the atmosphere.

"We have been captured by Qingqiu's gravity, and the engine power has completely stopped!"

This was the reply from Liu Wuxin, who had gone to the power department to check the situation. He and the Tarin engineers had activated the backup engine, but that could only temporarily replace it, maintaining the operation of the ship's internal facilities. There was no way to pull the ship back up.

"At least this way, limited by the angle, those spirit arrows from all over the planet can't continue to attack us. That's a good thing."

To this, Su Zhou said calmly and with a hint of dark humor, "What is the damage rate of the main engine?"

"Quite pessimistic. Although we have a backup engine, the spiritual energy structure of the main engine has been damaged by more than seventy percent. To repair and restart it, we need the corresponding materials and time."

The young man could only sigh. "Okay, it seems we must carry out a landing operation."

"Everyone, continue to stay in your seats. We're going to make an emergency landing!"

Qingqiu Star, surface.

A burning meteor streaked across the sky, eventually falling into the jungle along a long, low-angle arc. Golden flames swept across the sky, and the 400-li-long forest along the way was ignited by the high temperature and turned to ashes.

Afterwards, the evaporated water vapor rushed straight into the sky under the high temperature and turned into a torrential rain—but the most frightening thing was that this meteor did not cause a earth-shattering explosion when it fell. Although a huge circle of dust and smoke did rise from the jungle in the distance due to its arrival, and the entire ground trembled slightly, there was nothing more than that.

But now was not the time to care about such things.

Under the gloomy sky, the rain poured down.

In the sky above the mountains and jungles, Gu Zechuan, who had two more bone-deep arrows in his left shoulder and back compared to before, calmly surveyed the six eerie figures in front of him, holding a five-foot cone sword.

The six evil spirits were now arranged in a triangular prism structure, steadily surrounding him from all angles. While preventing him from escaping, they were also constantly shrinking the encirclement, slowly approaching.

Gu Zechuan could see that the two strongest of the six evil spirits, like himself, had the strength of the late Xiantian realm or even the Renxian realm with the blessing of the Dao Armor. One held a longbow, and the speed of the arrows was so fast that even he could not defend against them. The other held a thick-backed long saber, and the scarlet eyes behind the helmet were coldly locking onto him, suppressing the other four evil spirits.

Apart from these two powerful evil spirits, the attacks of the other four evil spirits were not skilled. They couldn't even control the force. Whether releasing sword energy or performing Dao techniques, their accuracy and coordination were extremely problematic, and Gu Zechuan could seize the opportunity to dismantle them one by one.

"It seems that those four are newly converted evil spirits…"

Muttering to himself, the fox-eared youth's heart was full of worry.

The so-called evil spirits were essentially a kind of invisible and intangible 'heavenly demon'.

It cannot be observed, and it can possess people at any time, causing them to undergo drastic changes in temperament, transforming into evil spirits, and then attacking all other normal people.

However, it should be known that not everyone can be possessed by evil spirits. Its possession seems to require certain conditions and is very harsh. The vast majority of Qingqiu people cannot become containers for evil spirit possession, and their fate is either to be killed or to be captured and imprisoned in the Zhenling Pagoda.

The appearance of the four new evil spirits meant that the shelter he was going to seek help from had already been breached, and the number of powerful enemies that the Gu Clan shelter would have to face next would increase.

Gradually, as they fought with Gu Zechuan, the four evil spirits gradually mastered their bodies, and both the force and accuracy of their attacks improved, making it increasingly difficult for Gu Zechuan to parry.

At the same time, the man holding the bow glanced at the magic tool in his hand, then shook his head slightly at the man holding the saber beside him.

"His soul frequency doesn't meet the requirements for conversion. He's worthless."

"Then kill him."

The saber-wielding man said indifferently, drawing his saber from his waist.

No longer playing cat and mouse, the real battle began.

Facing Gu Zechuan, who was struggling to support himself under siege, the Xuanjia man holding the saber tightened his grip on his weapon. Cyan-blue electric light exploded around him and in the atmosphere, then coated the blade of the gray-silver saber with a layer of fine and hazy lightning patterns.

In the next moment, he took a step forward, transforming into a meteor, instantly crossing hundreds of meters and slashing over!

Here it comes!

Gu Zechuan's heart sounded a great alarm—he could see that the technique used by the saber-wielding man was the Yuanjiang Sun Clan's 'Thunderwave True Qi Scripture'—Eighteen years ago, the Sun Clan's shelter was destroyed by evil spirits, and at that time, the strongest of the Sun Clan, Thunder-Slaying Saber Sun Zhenghong, was converted into an evil spirit, which in turn led to the forced migration of several shelters, and the Gu Clan was one of them.

Even with the auxiliary bonus of the Dao Armor's armor spirit, Gu Zechuan found it difficult to capture the opponent's speed. The long saber in the Xuanjia man's hand was like a real ray of lightning. It pierced through the atmosphere in an instant, slashing with an unparalleled thunderous force, its power enough to smash a mountain and turn him into powder!

However, Gu Zechuan did not attempt to dodge.

The youth, believing that death was unavoidable, understood that dodging was useless. If he wanted to live… no, if he wanted his life to be of some use in the end, instead of being killed like a cat playing with a mouse, then he had to seize every opportunity to counterattack!

So, Gu Zechuan, who was severely injured and whose Dao Armor was damaged, gritted his teeth and raised his left hand in the face of the enemy's thunderous strike. He activated the armor on the Dao Armor's left arm to its limit, and then blocked it in front of him!

Crack—Boom!

The sound of metal shattering and the sound of an explosion rang out together!

At the moment of the collision between the saber and the armor, the armor exploded directly. The huge force shifted the blade, causing it to graze Gu Zechuan's cheek and cut off strands of silver hair. The youth was oblivious to this. Gu Zechuan, who had been prepared for a long time, endured the severe pain of his arm being shattered, and then took advantage of the opportunity when the evil spirit slashed out with its saber, leaving an opening, and thrust out the cone sword in his hand with all his strength, piercing through the opponent's abdomen!

—It hit!

Gu Zechuan thought in surprise, but in the next instant, a huge force suddenly slammed into his back—that was an evil spirit who had not yet mastered its body. These monsters would never fight one-on-one. Gu Zechuan had seized the saber-wielding man's weakness, and it had also seized Gu Zechuan's weakness.

"Cough—"

His chest was struck heavily, and a mouthful of blood coughed out. Gu Zechuan fell like a kite with a broken string in the surging air currents of the violent explosion, then crashed straight into the trees in the jungle below.

Pakakakaka—Immediately, the tree that was hit was split in half by Gu Zechuan and collapsed. The youth, after breaking a tree, did not diminish his momentum. He rolled for thousands of meters in the jungle before slowly stopping.

"Damn it…"

Spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood, along with fragments of internal organs, Gu Zechuan was still struggling to get up, but his left hand had been blown to pieces, and his right hand had been broken in the previous fall, and was now limp and weak. He really couldn't stand up.

Rainwater flowed rapidly around him, like rapidly passing life. Gu Zechuan's vision began to blur.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Was he… going to die?

The youth seemed to see the lights rotating in the light and shadow, and flashing images.

From the sensible childhood, he had been living in danger. He had moved three times in just five years, and every time the exploration team went out to search for supplies, there would be fewer people.

His parents died early, leaving only him and his sister to depend on each other. Although other relatives selflessly took care of them, if his sister hadn't desperately pulled him up, he would have probably died in a high fever from a cold when he was a child.

For the sake of gratitude… to repay… just to be able to live, he chose to become an armor warrior, fight against evil spirits, and protect the family in the shelter…

The fragment was interrupted.

Recalling this, Gu Zechuan opened his eyes like a dying ember, a light of unwillingness flashing in his green eyes.

"…Home, shelter… still in danger…"

"I want to… live…"

The rain grew heavier.

Dark clouds surged, bringing with them bursts of loud thunder.

"Boom!"

Streaks of cyan-blue lightning crisscrossed between the rolling dark clouds, drawing out light trails dozens of miles long in the dim sky.

At this time, for some reason, the originally cold rain began to become warm, and even the mountain wind became hot.

The six evil spirits looked around in the sky with suspicion. They didn't know why the celestial phenomena had changed so drastically, and what made them even more uneasy was that everything around them seemed to be showing them a undisguised malice.

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dim world.

In the rumbling thunder, a figure vaguely appeared in the dark clouds.

"How can there be such evil souls?"

One could vaguely hear a voice filled with deep doubt and malice, saying, "No, why are the souls almost exactly the same… What kind of monsters are you?"

There was no time left to answer.

In the instant before the word 'monsters' fell, streaks of crisscrossing lightning had already begun to converge high in the sky, and then condensed into dazzling pillars of light, falling straight down.

Boom boom boom—A series of explosive thunder sounded, and the terrifying thunder mixed with high heat instantly evaporated countless rain. Striking clouds towered between the sky and the earth, white-hot storms burst through the atmosphere, bombarded the ground, tore out dozens of huge gaps, and ignited the vast jungle within dozens of miles.

Rain and thunder, water and fire, intertwined between heaven and earth.

As the target of these thunder lights, most of the evil spirits didn't even have time to resist. Even the saber-wielding evil spirit, who was known as the Thunder-Slaying Saber, drew his weapon and frantically tried to wave his saber at the sky, but a ray of lightning that was much thicker than the others swallowed it without emotion, turning it into ashes.

On the ground, staring dumbfounded at the enemies who had pushed him to the brink of despair turning into fly ash, Gu Zechuan forgot in an instant that he was about to die. By the time he reacted, a long-haired youth he didn't know when appeared in front of him.

This youth had a head of black hair, which was simply tied up, and his exquisite, impeccable features were enough to make even the Qingqiu people, who often prided themselves on their appearance, sigh in inferiority.

However, the almost perfect appearance did not bring people a friendly sense of closeness, but a deep majesty that was like facing a towering artistic stone sculpture, beautiful, but equally oppressive. And those emotionless cyan-purple dragon eyes made Gu Zechuan's soul tremble slightly, giving him a kind of fear as if facing an abyss, facing a 'disaster'.

Beautiful… but dangerous.

Gu Zechuan could see that the black-haired youth had a long saber at his waist, but he didn't hold it in his hand.

Then, this person stretched out his hand and raised it towards him. Immediately, a thick spiritual energy lifted Gu Zechuan from the mud and temporarily relieved the injuries on his body.

"Hello."

The fox-eared youth heard the other party speak in a calm tone, in a strange, but very similar to the orthodox intonation of the ancient Immortals and Gods, and said to him in a friendly manner, "Although it is a bit presumptuous, we would like to ask you a few questions."

"No, no problem."

Under the other party's spiritual energy conditioning, he spat out a mouthful of blood from his body. Just by virtue of the fact that the other party had killed six evil spirits, Gu Zechuan felt that he had no reason to refuse the other party, not to mention that he had healed his wounds and had such a perfect appearance.

—The Qingqiu people had always had no resistance to this aspect.

"But, where do you come from? We haven't seen purebred humans in a long time…"

Regarding the question of the young Qingqiu man in front of him, whose soul was shining white in the Shie's Demon Lord's divine power, Su Zhou thought for a while, and then told part of the truth.

"In a sense, you can think of us as coming from the Central Divine Court."

The second update yesterday does not affect today's update. Asking for a monthly ticket~