226: A miraculous escape

Haiyuan Galaxy, A3 Stronghold.

When He Ming and Shui Meng arrived at A3 Stronghold via the star gate, the situation was many times more brutal than what was described in the mission briefing.

The entire stronghold was hexagonal in shape, about a hundred meters high, and every side was covered in heavy firepower weapons.

But at this moment, more than half of these heavy firepower output points were blocked by insect corpses that were over fifty meters high, resembling small mountains, rendering them unusable.

As far as the eye could see, it was a sea of black.

The insect wave surged forward one after another, crashing crazily against the energy shield on the outer layer of the stronghold, stirring up ripples like waves.

High-energy particle beams continuously unleashed firepower, but faced with the countless insect tide, it seemed somewhat difficult to hold the line alone.

The barrels of hundreds of rapid-fire turrets were slightly glowing red, spitting tongues of fire; the barrage was like rain, and just as they cleared a vacuum area, it was filled again by an even fiercer insect tide in the next second.

At A3 Stronghold, a broadcast suddenly sounded.

"He Ming, Shui Meng, please proceed to Rampart 5 to support the city defense."

Under the guidance of the stronghold guards, the two boarded Rampart 5.

When He Ming saw the mountain-like piles of insect corpses outside the city and the endless tide of insects, his eyes lit up; although these insects were not high-level, their sheer numbers were overwhelming.

The officer in charge of defending Rampart 5 was named Director Chen, a Domain Lord Level 7.

He was seen wielding a large saber, hacking out waves of flaming blade light; each strike could clear a large vacuum area, and the flames merged into a sheet, instantly burning to death hundreds of huge insects.

Just at this moment, a Flying Sickle broke through the energy barrier above the stronghold and landed on the rampart, wielding arm blades like the scythe of death, slicing a soldier who was cooling down the gun barrel into two!

"Oh no, a Flying Sickle has broken through!"

Countless rifles were aimed at the Flying Sickle, but the rifle power was too weak to break through the Flying Sickle's hard carapace.

"It's coming this way, run!"

The Flying Sickle charged into the crowd, slaughtering wantonly; in the blink of an eye, seven or eight people were hacked into minced meat.

Hmph!

He Ming's eyes narrowed, and an invisible spatial blade sliced across the Flying Sickle's neck.

The massive head was severed instantly, the cut as smooth as a mirror; it wasn't until the Flying Sickle's head hit the ground that a large amount of deep green blood gushed out.

The chaotic rampart instantly fell into a dead silence!

Everyone subconsciously looked at the pale-faced garrison officer who was still waving his large saber at the city below.

If it wasn't the Domain Lord Level garrison officer who did it, then who could it be!?

The strength of a Flying Sickle corresponds to a high-level Stellar Level human!

And Stellar Levels are not qualified to step onto this battlefield.

As cannon fodder, it is a bit luxurious; it is slightly stronger than a high-energy rapid-fire turret.

The human side's defensive mode mostly relies on the powerful individual combat strength of Domain Lord Levels, as well as the most cutting-edge technological weapons to resist the insects.

"It's dead!"

"Who did it!"

The guards on the rampart had been fighting continuously for several days, their spirits on the verge of collapse, and they couldn't hear the broadcast coming from inside the stronghold.

A guard holding a rifle noticed He Ming and Shui Meng, and he excitedly clenched his fists and shouted: "It's reinforcements, reinforcements have arrived!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the morale of the human guards on Rampart 5 soared, and they cheered loudly.

The reason they were so excited was that A3 Stronghold was a place that even professional mercenaries didn't want to come to.

It was not far from the insect nest, located at the very front line, known as the eternal battlefield where one could never rest.

Because the main force was fully attacking another insect nest.

And the mission of A3 Stronghold was to block the insect nest's attack at all costs, buying time for the main force.

Although the commission was higher than tasks of the same level, the mortality rate was also extremely high.

The official garrison officers had already died in battle within ten days.

Those were all high-level Domain Lord Level combatants.

"Charge!"

"Okay!"

Shui Meng leaped onto the rampart, activated her Star Power, and thrust her palms forward.

The next moment, thick Star Power surged toward the insect tide like a wave, and the space was distorted into a wavy shape.

A strange scene appeared on the battlefield; where the wave swept through, the insects actually froze in place, as if they had fallen asleep and were motionless.

"What is this!"

"Why has the insect tide stopped moving!"

Director Chen couldn't care about anything else; seeing that the insect tide's offensive was blocked, he hurriedly sat on the ground, took out a medicine bottle from his Spatial Artifact, and gulped down several capsules.

"Ah..."

"I'm alive again."

He looked at Shui Meng and shouted: "Thanks."

Shui Meng continued to release Star Power and said urgently: "It's nothing, leave this place to us!"

The insects surging up from the back stepped on the corpses of their own kind, charging toward the rampart regardless of the cost, but as soon as they touched the wavy Star Power, they would immediately fall into a deep sleep.

He Ming took the opportunity to jump off the rampart, operating the Spatial Artifact to scan; the light swept over the pile of corpses, instantly clearing a large area.

Director Chen reacted and couldn't care about resting anymore; he leaped down, and while still in the air, his Spatial Artifact was already aimed at the mountain of corpses below the city wall.

Before long, the piles blocking the city wall were completely cleared by He Ming and the garrison officer.

"Quick, repair the city defenses!"

The steel gate in the middle section of Rampart 5 opened, and a large number of Intelligent Robots poured out, rushing to repair the damaged gun ports at full speed.

He Ming went deeper, rapidly collecting the countless insect corpses. After those insect corpses were collected into the Spatial Artifact, the [imperial seal of china] inside seamlessly connected, pouring out a large amount of golden dragon of fortune to absorb the insect corpses into the inner universe to turn them into nutrients.

Seeing that He Ming had run out of sight, Director Chen jumped back to the rampart, came to Shui Meng's side, and said urgently: "This..."

"You can call me Shui Meng."

"Senior Shui, are you using the Power of Laws!"

The corners of Shui Meng's mouth curled up involuntarily; it was the first time in her life she had been called "Senior," and she felt a secret thrill in her heart.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Then can I enter your domain?"

Shui Meng immediately shook her head.

"No."

Director Chen frowned and pointed at He Ming, who was running below the city, asking: "Then he..."

"This is my boss, Star Lord Level, naturally he can ignore my domain of laws."

Director Chen was completely stunned on the spot.

Star Lord Level!

This is a combat power that can directly flatten an insect nest; why would it appear at A3 Stronghold!?

The nearby guards heard this, and their suppressed mood was instantly dispelled, a sense of relief from surviving a disaster gradually surfacing in their hearts.

"We are saved!"

People in twos and threes hugged each other, laughing and crying.

Complex emotions intertwined, which was moving.

Director Chen reacted and hurriedly shouted to the messenger not far away: "Quick, notify the other five ramparts, say that Star Lord Level combat power has come to support us, tell them to hold on, repeat the cycle!!"

"Okay!"

The internal and external broadcasts of A3 Stronghold sounded at the same time.

"Star Lord Level combat power is rushing to support Rampart 5, hold on, victory is right before our eyes"

The broadcast was played in a continuous loop.

Although the situation at the other ramparts was slightly better than at Rampart 5, they were already at the end of their rope.

When they heard the broadcast, cheers instantly swept through the entire stronghold.

Everyone seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, putting all their effort into unleashing firepower on the insect tide below the city wall!

Survival from the brink of death, nothing more than this.