Chapter 26 That's How It Is, I Understand!

"Ah, is this the answer to the problem that has plagued me for 20 years?"

"The road is under my feet!"

Even the most steadfast Kloc psionicists faltered for a fraction of a second under the aura of the Sacred Wood.

Then, the Sacred Wood spear, hurled by Su Zhou and streaking through the air like lightning, pierced through one fighter after another, like a long needle threading through the void, blasting them into oblivion.

"He's coming!"

Immediately afterward, amidst the terrified cries of a Kloc pilot, Su Zhou retrieved the spear into his personal space. He controlled the Tempest Armor, using spiritual energy to transform himself into a rocket, accelerating abruptly. In an instant, he arrived directly in front of the exploration ship, at the location of the light cannon that emitted particle beams.

At this moment, the light cannon was still charging, but Su Zhou silently extended his left hand. With strength beyond common sense, like a dragon-serpent, he tore apart the spiritual energy shield covering the ship's surface, twisted the warship's alloy, and penetrated the warship's cannon muzzle.

-- *Gacha!*

Metal groaned, conducting mechanical waves into the ship. With brute force, Su Zhou plunged into the warship's interior with his bare hands. He radiated lightning, shattering the particle cannon's firing channels and dismantling the enemy's armament.

Then, the youth who dismantled the ship barehanded smiled. He unleashed another burst of spiritual energy. A raging lightning shockwave, mixed with Evil-Devouring Demonfire, blasted the cannon muzzle, along with whatever control lines were behind it, into a massive crater on the ship's surface.

"Aaaaaah!"

From the ship's surface, Su Zhou heard a roar-like sound. It was the Kloc psionicists inside the exploration ship, working together to cast spiritual energy, attempting to repel Su Zhou.

In an instant, a vast spiritual force, exceeding Su Zhou's by more than ten times, twisted and mutated in the vacuum, transforming into a blazing, deep-blue eye.

The eye's gaze swept across the void. Wherever its vision landed, gray-white flames of destruction ignited spontaneously. The flames, like the embodiment of death, could scorch even spiritual energy. All spiritual energy defenses were rendered useless before it. Under these flames, the warship's armor turned to steam, the wreckage of drones scattered as ashes, and even the spiritual energy lightning surrounding Su Zhou was ignited by the flames. Endless streams of elemental frost and lightning, as well as various curses and telekinetic attacks, followed.

Even the portions of the ship's armor that Su Zhou had previously damaged were transformed into kinetic energy projectiles, moving at speeds exceeding 22 kilometers per second, and launched toward Su Zhou's side and rear, empowered by the strength of hundreds of psionicists.

The gray-white flames of destruction even flowed backward along the lightning emanating from Su Zhou, reaching his body and burning his sleeves. Countless spiritual energy attacks, like bloodthirsty ants, climbed onto Su Zhou's body.

Then, all the attacks melted like cream in hot water.

Su Zhou's entire being suddenly seemed to transform into the vector nozzle of some colossal being. A blazing light, mixed with terrifying thrust, scattered all the attacks.

In just an instant, all the attacks were disintegrated. Su Zhou, having consumed 80% of his spiritual energy, merely gasped for breath. Then, a spiritual energy tornado appeared in the universe, and a vast spiritual energy storm, spanning tens of miles, began to converge with Su Zhou as its center.

-- The Kloc's attacks were not weak, to say the least. Their use of spiritual energy was exquisite, clearly honed through blood and fire, skills sharpened in war.

But Su Zhou's very existence was more powerful than any battlefield they had experienced.

Without any hesitation, Su Zhou broke free from the Kloc's attacks and transformed into a streak of light once more, colliding with the front armor of the exploration ship.

The front of the exploration ship's hull was rapidly collapsing and scattering, like a broken egg. A large amount of the fragile contents inside the ship flowed out like egg white and yolk. Under Su Zhou's powerful electromagnetic interference, only spiritual energy communication remained inside the ship; normal channels were completely disrupted.

"Disrupt his mind!"

Captain K-Cole was rushing to the exploration ship's secret hangar. Without any hesitation, he entered the password and entered a bizarre iron-ball armor in the hangar. Outside the armor, tendrils rose with the input of spiritual energy. He roared, "Then throw this monster away! Use gravity spiritual energy to strengthen the gravity between him and that satellite, disrupt his actions, don't let him get close to the ship's main body!"

In accordance with the captain's will, fifty mind-type Kloc psionicists began to rapidly coordinate, attacking Su Zhou, who was about to break through all obstacles and enter the ship's interior.

It must be said that this attack was indeed effective. Su Zhou was stunned on the spot, his gaze becoming blank. Then, he was thrown out of the exploration ship by subsequent spiritual energy attacks.

But, in the next instant, as the youth's gaze returned to normal, he sneered. Then, the dozens of psychic psionicists who had attacked him became dull-eyed and committed suicide in unison.

After competing with Su Zhou's willpower, they could not change Su Zhou's thoughts. Instead, they were disrupted by his 'go die' will, instinctively piercing their own mental cores with their tentacles and dying.

Extraordinary individuals with insufficient spiritual power who attempt to disrupt stronger extraordinary individuals with abilities will only be backlashed by their own abilities. Invincible abilities also require invincible energy levels to assist. If these extraordinary individuals were more numerous, merging into a single entity, becoming an extraordinary individual as powerful as Mattew, then Su Zhou might have wisely retreated and not fought the Kloc head-on.

But now, it can only be said to be ridiculous.

However, at this moment, the Kloc exploration ship's engine suddenly activated at full power. Its front spiritual energy shield suddenly thickened, and with spiritual energy ripples like a tide, it crashed toward Su Zhou.

If Su Zhou did not dodge, he might be crashed into the moon by the opponent's full force—after all, the opponent was a behemoth weighing tens of millions of tons. If he were hit squarely, even he would have no reason to withstand it.

But even so, Su Zhou still unleashed his full power, directly crashing toward the ship, like a flying star cutting through the darkness.

The tiny body flashed past, carrying enormous kinetic energy and colliding with the ship. It was simply a textbook example of an ant shaking a tree, but it was the tree that was penetrated—under Su Zhou's Divine Blade strike, the exploration ship's spiritual energy shield was broken through, the armor was torn apart, and the internal layers of sealed modules were as fragile as paper.

There was no need to transform into a dragon body. In space combat, such a tiny body could exert greater maneuverability and destructive power.

However, Su Zhou did not achieve the feat of directly penetrating the entire ship from beginning to end. As he crashed through the internal structure of the Kloc exploration ship in a blaze of sparks and lightning, a black combat machine, resembling an iron ball, suddenly appeared. It struck Su Zhou at an angle, then carried Su Zhou as it broke through the exploration ship's armor amidst a violent explosion, leaving the ship's interior.

The operator of this strange iron-ball machine was naturally Captain K-Cole. As a spiritual energy master among the Kloc, he was limited by his talent and could not raise his spiritual energy to a higher level, but in terms of control and destructive power, wearing this set of Kloc-exclusive combat armor, he was strong enough in terms of brute force alone to contend with Su Zhou!

*Boom!* The spiritual energy tendrils around the iron ball vibrated rapidly like high-frequency knives, and the tendrils, which had turned into blades, slashed rapidly toward Su Zhou like lightning. It did indeed hit Su Zhou's right shoulder, directly severing his sword-wielding right hand—but before K-Cole could rejoice at his victory, Su Zhou's right hand began to act on its own as if it had not been cut off at all, directly striking back with a counter-slash at the iron ball machine!

"Your will is very firm, but your body cannot contain high-quality spiritual energy organs. This is a congenital defect, so you have a natural disadvantage in the Extraordinary and Commander ranks, and it is basically impossible to advance to the High-Level Commander rank."

"Theoretically speaking, you should take the path of the soul, detached from the body, but it seems that you do not have this lineage."

Facing this Kloc who dared to face him alone, Su Zhou was willing to comment on the innate regrets of this race, speaking in soul communication.

Then, his right arm, which was acting alone like a drone, cut off the iron ball machine's attacking tentacles one after another, and then returned to his body with a *pop*, automatically healing.

And in the next instant, without giving K-Cole, who was preparing to retreat, any time, Su Zhou drew the Sacred Wood Spear again, influencing the other party's will with the power of the Sacred Wood, and quickly thrust out with the spear, stabbing into the inside of the iron ball. The crisp movements added up took less than a second.

*Boom!* With the explosion, a huge force burst from the inside of the iron ball, directly shattering the outer shell behind it, causing the iron ball to blossom like a flower.

However, the person inside was still not dead.

The Kloc were an artificially designed race. Their bodies could withstand the environment of outer space. In other words, the strength of their bodies was stronger than that of general-purpose robots.

Captain K-Cole had not yet figured out how he had lost, but now there was no chance to think. One-fifth of his body had been directly blown apart by Su Zhou's spear, but a milky-white biological substance naturally secreted by his body blocked the wound, so that although he was dying, he had not completely lost his will.

Waving the Nirvana Blade, as if to shake off the non-existent blood on it, Su Zhou carried the Sacred Wood Spear. He walked in the vacuum, his ponytail, which had come loose in the battle, was scattered. The youth's long hair drifted, reflecting the glory in the explosion light that was still constantly blooming in the distance.

Su Zhou approached K-Cole, who was floating in the universe, standing in front of the floating alien captain, and not far away, the interior of the ship he had penetrated was bursting with sparks.

It could be seen that after losing the support of the mother ship, the battle between the drones and fighters in the distance and the Earth's exoskeleton armor had ended—most of the fighters had been destroyed, and a small number had been captured. Now, some Earth spiritual energy users controlling the exoskeleton armor had entered the ship. The venerable Sealing Envoy Raphael was one of them, and with his experienced hand, he began to seal the panicked Kloc one by one.

At this moment, the star's orbit had been changed. The battlefield, which was originally located on the far side of the moon, had been dragged by the moon's gravity in another direction. It could be seen that the distant sun bloomed with brilliance, illuminating the side of the battlefield, and half of the far side of the moon was also painted with gold sand. On this battlefield, the distant blue Earth could be faintly seen.

Now, it should be Tiandu time, June 30th, 5:42 a.m. The Fuso Islands in the east had already ushered in dawn, while the North American continent on the back of the Earth was entering the night.

The Earth and the stars were still rotating peacefully in this silent universe. The great sealing rift that traversed the void was still unchanging, and the endless spiritual energy spewing out from it made this dark universe appear in Su Zhou's eyes as a magnificent and colorful scene. The world in the eyes of the youth with the dragon eyes was completely different from what normal humans could see.

How to say it? It was like a fantasy story casually colored by a child.

The battle had come to an end.

K-Cole, who was in a near-dying state, noticed Su Zhou's arrival. This race, which had ten tentacles and an image quite similar to the Eye Demon in Earth legends, looked quite geometrically beautiful when viewed up close. No wonder the Tallinn people called them Dice People after seeing the Earth's dice. It really looked like a dice with tentacles.

"Uh…"

He struggled to say something, but under Su Zhou's attack, his soul had been injured, and even soul communication could only make vague sounds.

Su Zhou sheathed the Nirvana Blade, extended his right hand, grabbed him, held this approximately two-meter-tall creature in his hand, and input a portion of his spiritual energy to temporarily restore Captain K-Cole's injuries.

"We surrender."

Without any hesitation, after regaining the ability to output information, the Kloc commander said weakly, "We give up resisting."

"Too late."

In response, the negotiation expert Su Zhou looked at the other party and said with some annoyance, "You wouldn't negotiate when you could, but you surrender after being beaten. You guys are really strange."

Not caring about K-Cole's thoughts, he controlled his spiritual energy and flew to the ship.

Along the way, most of the exoskeleton armor that Su Zhou passed lowered their heads to Su Zhou in awe. After all, this was an existence who had defeated an entire giant exploration ship with swords and guns, and tore off the ship's outer armor with his bare hands… Did it sound like anti-intellectualism? But in fact, to cultivate this spiritual energy, what was needed was real technology and wisdom.

The form of a weapon cannot be regarded as a symbol of technological backwardness.

K-Cole, who was grabbed by Su Zhou, was brought back to his ship, and he showed an extremely depressed look—this captain could not imagine that he and his warship would be defeated by an independent individual. Well, it wasn't one person, he had a lot of supporters, but it was actually about the same.

But thinking about it carefully, it was not surprising. After all, a spiritual energy user who was close to the fifth level, even in the Enterprise Alliance of the Golden Age, would have no problem being the governor of a planet. You must know that a regular fifth-level spiritual energy user can create a spiritual energy storm in space that shakes the fleet, and permanently change the topography of a planet through a period of transformation.

And this one who defeated him, although he had not yet reached the fifth level, should have just reached adulthood according to the appearance of similar races in the database… It was not impossible for such a genius to reach the fifth level, or even to be called an α-level or even Ω-level spiritual energy user, who could be called a supreme spiritual energy user.

Without any luck, K-Cole waited for Su Zhou to issue the pronouncement of destruction.

However, he received an unexpected answer.

"Kloc people."

In completely public, public channel soul communication, Su Zhou, who approached the top of the Kloc exploration ship again, said this to all the Kloc and Earth people.

Even the lunar base, and even the many insiders and multinational high-level officials who were paying attention to this scene on Earth, could hear it.

His tone was stable: "Although your resistance was fierce and your intentions were evil, I will not kill you."

After saying that, Su Zhou entered the ship through the intrusion entrance he had created by collision. He used the Tempest Armor and the power of wind to control the residual air inside the ship, thereby subduing all the Kloc people who still had the power to resist. Su Zhou said calmly: "At most, we will imprison you, squeeze out every bit of your knowledge, and then let you learn our culture, be suppressed and controlled by our lives, and even cultivate Stockholm syndrome, and then, wholeheartedly strive for the future of all mankind."

"Do you know why?"

Saying so, Su Zhou even smiled and asked everyone. But there was no sound in the soul public channel, it was silent, so he amused himself and answered himself:

"Because you don't look delicious enough."

"Hahaha!"

"Professor Su is so humorous!"

Immediately, all the Earth people who were listening laughed, including Raphael, who was sealing the Kloc, laughed. He shook his head and couldn't help but chuckle: "Now is not the time to joke, hahaha…"

Only Shao Qiming, Yan Sheng, and Jin Qiong, who were watching this scene on Earth, shook their heads slightly, seeming to sigh for this response, or to feel chills.

Because those who were familiar with Su Zhou knew that the youth was not joking.

But laughter drowned out all the horror, and the Kloc were ignorant of this.