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163: Chapter 159 A Crushing Defeat on the Space Battlefield? Humanity's Doom is Inevitable

Thousands of teachers and students were like a screen that had been paused.

Everyone remained in the posture they held the second before.

Some had their mouths open in cheers, some held their fists high, and others were turning their heads to look around.

But at this moment, not a single person could make a sound.

That figure stood quietly in the void just like that.

With hands behind his back, he looked down upon all living beings.

And at this moment, in the crowd, only one youth slowly lifted his head.

Lu Yuan.

His neck felt as if it were burdened by a thousand-jin weight.

Every inch he lifted was incredibly difficult.

But he still managed to lift it.

Their eyes met.

Boom—!!!

It felt as if a clap of thunder had exploded in Lu Yuan's mind!

Those eyes...

What kind of eyes were those?

Cold, indifferent, without any emotional fluctuation.

Like a god high above, looking down at the ants at his feet.

The moment he met those eyes, a feeling of hair-raising terror instantly welled up in Lu Yuan's heart.

It was as if... he had been targeted by some incomparably terrifying beast!

The hair on the back of his hands almost stood on end!

This was the first time since coming to this world that Lu Yuan had felt such terrifying pressure!

This was a terrifying aura that he had never even felt from Lu Zhentian!

He could be certain that if the other party wanted to, he could crush him to death as easily as crushing an ant!

Just then, that figure slowly took a step.

Hum—!

A ripple visible to the naked eye spread through the void.

With one step, he appeared ten meters away.

Thump-thump, thump-thump—

Lu Yuan felt his heart beating rapidly.

As if it were about to jump out of his throat!

Closer. Even closer.

Finally, that figure stopped in front of Lu Yuan.

The distance between the two was less than three meters.

This was the first time Lu Yuan had seen the legendary world's number one powerhouse from such a close distance.

His build was robust, and his face was cold and stern.

He wore a simple, plain black martial outfit.

Yet on him, it carried an awe-inspiring air of dominance.

The War King lowered his head slightly, looking at the youth in front of him.

He was silent for a long moment. Then, he nodded slowly.

"Are you Lu Yuan?"

"Not bad."

"You are quite good."

As his voice fell— Hum!

The terrifying pressure that had shrouded the heavens and earth instantly dissipated completely!

As if it had never appeared. The entire world returned to calm.

...

Principal Wu Long and Principal Kiran were the first to react.

The two hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply:

"Welcome back, Lord War King!"

"Lord War King!"

"It's the War King!!!"

Thousands of gazes turned in unison toward the figure standing with his hands behind his back.

Sounds of gasping for air rose one after another.

"This is... the War King?!"

"Humanity's guardian deity!"

"The man who, with his own strength, held billions of alien races outside the Starry Sky Battlefield!"

"I never expected... that I would be able to see the War King in person!"

Everyone's face was filled with excitement and adoration.

The War King! Humanity's number one powerhouse! The strongest professional in history!

A legend who had guarded the Starry Sky Battlefield with his own strength for decades!

Such a great figure had actually appeared here! Appeared right in front of them!

The War King turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and shook his head slightly:

"Not in person."

"This is just a projection of mine."

Everyone was stunned. A projection?! Just a projection had such terrifying pressure?! Then the real person... just how strong must he be?!

The War King offered no further explanation. His gaze fell upon Lu Yuan, and then on the Slime beside him, which had already transformed into its dragon form.

A hint of imperceptible appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Then—he turned and looked at Principal Wu Long and Principal Kiran:

"I have returned for an important matter; summon all the powerhouses in the capital immediately."

As his voice fell, his figure vanished into thin air, as if he had never appeared.

...

Star Academy. Top-floor conference room. The heavy wooden door was slowly pushed open, and Lu Yuan stepped inside.

As soon as he entered, he felt a heavy atmosphere.

The conference room was full of people. At the head of the table, the War King sat quietly.

Although it was only a projection, his presence was still like a mountain.

Below him were Lu Zhentian and Li Muyao. There were also several mysterious powerhouses guarding the capital. Principal Wu Long and Principal Kiran were also there.

Every person's face was filled with gravity, as if they sensed that some major event was about to happen.

Lu Yuan found a seat at the very back of the conference room and sat down. No one paid attention to his arrival because everyone's gaze was focused on the War King.

The War King was silent. No one dared to speak. The air in the conference room seemed to have solidified.

After a long time, the War King spoke slowly:

"The Starry Sky Battlefield... humanity has been defeated."

The calm voice sounded like a clap of thunder! Boom!!! The entire conference room instantly exploded into an uproar!

"What?!" "Defeated?!" "How is that possible?!" "With Lord War King guarding it, how could humanity be defeated?!"

An old man with gray hair stood up abruptly, his voice trembling.

"Lord War King... are, are you joking?" "How could the Starry Sky Battlefield be lost?"

The War King did not answer. He just sat there quietly. But that silence was the best answer.

Everyone's face turned pale at this moment.

The Starry Sky Battlefield had been lost... what did that mean? It meant that Blue Star's final barrier had been shattered! It meant that billions of alien races would drive straight in! Humanity's doomsday was about to arrive!

The War King spoke again.

"I returned with this projection only to bring back this news. And—to convey a 'Seed Project'."

"Seed Project?"

Everyone's gaze was focused on the War King.

The War King said slowly:

"The Starry Sky Battlefield has been lost; that is an indisputable fact. The fall of Blue Star is only a matter of time."

"Therefore, I have discussed this with many of the powerhouses stationed at the Starry Sky Battlefield, and we are going to select one hundred of the most talented professionals under the age of twenty from across the globe."

"To board a spaceship and flee Blue Star. To... preserve the spark of human civilization."

Seed Project. To preserve the spark of human civilization. The meaning of this sentence could not be clearer.

The War King believed that Blue Star could not be defended. Humanity... was destined to perish.

As his voice fell, the War King's figure began to blur. He did not say another word. He just took one last look at Lu Yuan. Then he completely dissipated into the air.

The conference room fell into a deathly silence. No one spoke. No one could speak.

It was unknown how much time had passed.

A powerhouse suddenly clutched his head and let out a desperate roar.

"Defeated... we are defeated... humanity is going to perish... everyone is going to die... everyone is going to die!!!"

The emotion of despair spread rapidly like a plague.

A few others slumped in their chairs, their eyes dull.

"It's over... it's all over... even the War King can't stop them... what else can we do? Blue Star... is beyond saving... let's run... let's take the spaceship and run... while those alien races haven't arrived yet, we still have time to run..."

Just then, a tall, slightly thin youth stood at the doorway with his hands in his pockets.

A faint light shone on him, outlining his silhouette with a golden edge.

"If you don't want to die, just kill all those monsters, wouldn't that be enough?"

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