72: The Demon with the Sweet Voice Wipes Out the Centurion Squad [Gift +1 Update]
Zhao Wuji was anxious. He was completely anxious.
The energy core was the lifeline of the warship! If something went wrong with the lifeline, he, the commander, wouldn't survive either!
Hearing this commotion, Su Jue felt no nervousness at all. Instead, he licked his lips and ate even more excitedly.
"Oh ho?"
The red warning lights of the energy center flashed wildly, illuminating the entire corridor like Hell.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Heavy footsteps approached from afar. Team after team of fully armed Black Armor Army soldiers flooded in from all directions, surrounding District B-7 so tightly that not even water could pass through.
The Gauss rifles in their hands were fully charged, the muzzles flashing with a deadly blue light.
Leading the team was a centurion at the third stage of the Domain Transformation Realm. His face was solemn as he growled into the communication channel via his tactical helmet:
"Attention all units! The target is in the energy core room!"
"The opponent's identity is unknown, their abilities are bizarre, and they might be some kind of star beast skilled in stealth!"
"The commander has ordered: kill without mercy!"
"Group one, Group two, prepare to breach the door! Group three, Group four, provide covering fire!"
"Move out!"
Following his order, two soldiers carrying "City Breaker" high-energy laser cutters immediately rushed forward, aiming at the tightly sealed alloy door.
"Zzzzt—!!!"
Blinding white light exploded outwards. The high-temperature beam, capable of melting starship armor, slashed fiercely against the door.
However...
One second.
Two seconds.
Ten seconds passed.
That thick alloy door actually... didn't budge at all!
It didn't even leave a white mark!
"What is going on?!"
The centurion's expression changed.
"Report, sir! Laser cutting is ineffective! The door's energy shield has been reinforced from the inside!"
The soldier operating the laser cutter couldn't help but exclaim.
"What?!"
The centurion was completely stunned.
The defensive shield of the energy core room was connected to the heart of the thunder god; how could it be reinforced from the inside?
Could it be...
The intruder had already gained control of the energy core?!
The mere thought made his whole body turn cold.
Just as everyone was feeling at a loss because of this bizarre scene, a milky, childish voice transmitted through the energy center's broadcast System into everyone's ears.
"Little friends, are you looking for me?"
The moment the voice sounded, all the soldiers were startled and raised their guns, looking around vigilantly.
Being called "little friends" by such an Infant—just thinking about it was absurd!
"Who?!"
"Who is speaking?!"
The centurion barked sternly.
"Tsk tsk tsk, why so fierce?"
The childish voice sounded again.
"I am still just a baby."
"To welcome your arrival, I have specially prepared a small gift for you."
"I hope... you will like it."
The voice faded.
The next second.
A sudden change occurred!
"Ah—!!!"
A scream suddenly came from the back of the team.
Everyone turned to look, only to see a soldier suddenly go crazy, aiming his Gauss rifle at the comrade beside him!
"Bang!"
A blue light flashed. His comrade didn't even have time to react before his chest was instantly pierced, his power armor smoking as he fell heavily to the ground.
"Zhang San! Are you crazy?!"
The surrounding soldiers were shocked.
However, the soldier called "Zhang San" seemed not to hear at all. His eyes were bloodshot, a bizarre smile appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself:
"Kill... kill... kill you all..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He fired several more shots in succession, instantly taking down two more people.
"Return fire! Return fire quickly!"
The centurion's eyes were splitting with rage as he immediately gave the order.
However, just as his voice fell.
"Ah!"
"My hand! My hand won't listen to me!"
"Me too! Damn!"
"Help! My gun... it moved on its own!"
Screams erupted one after another in the team.
They saw more and more soldiers' bodies beginning to uncontrollably perform various bizarre actions.
Some started spinning in place.
Some started pulling down others' pants.
Others were actually... twisting their bodies and starting to dance funny dances!
Even more terrifyingly, their weapon Systems had all gone out of control!
Gauss rifles, electromagnetic pulse grenades, high-frequency vibration sabers...
These deadly weapons began attacking everything around them indiscriminately!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The entire corridor instantly turned into a living Hell.
The sounds of explosions, screams, and pleas for mercy mixed together.
Friendly forces were slaughtering each other!
The centurion stared at this scene in horror, his brain blank.
He couldn't understand!
What exactly was going on?!
Was it a mental attack? Or some unknown virus?
Just as he lost his composure, he suddenly felt a stiff, uncontrollable sensation in his own body.
He looked down and saw his own arm slowly raising, the muzzle of the high-energy particle cannon in his hand slowly aiming at his own... head.
"No... no—!!!"
The centurion let out the last desperate roar of his Life.
...
Bridge.
Zhao Wuji stared fixedly at the main screen.
On the screen, District B-7 had already turned into a gray color representing "Life signals vanished."
In less than a minute.
The elite hundred-man combat squad he sent hadn't even seen the enemy's face before they... were wiped out?
And in such a self-destructive, bizarre way?!
"Devil... this is the devil's method..."
The adjutant beside Zhao Wuji was pale with fright, trembling like chaff.
"Shut up!"
Zhao Wuji slapped him down with a heavy blow. Although he also felt fear, his reason as a commander was still struggling to hold on.
"Technical Department! Where the Hell is the Technical Department?!"
"Analyze this for me immediately! What kind of attack is this?!"
He roared frantically into the communicator.
"Report... report commander..."
The technical director's voice, filled with tears, came through intermittently.
"We... we don't know either..."
"The opponent... the opponent is like a ghost, we can't lock onto his location at all!"
"He... he seems... to be everywhere!"
"Our firewall is like a piece of paper in front of him! He can arbitrarily tamper with any of our Systems!"
"Just now... he... he also..."
The technical director's voice stopped abruptly here.
"What else did he do?! Speak!" Zhao Wuji had a bad premonition.
The next second.
A cheerful, festive, and magical piece of music rang out through the bridge's broadcast System!
"Good luck is coming, wishing you good luck, good luck brings joy and love..."
"Good luck, we have good luck, welcoming good luck to prosper and develop across the four seas..."
Zhao Wuji: "..."
Everyone still alive on the bridge: "..."