120: Chapter 120 Blood Moon Guild

At an altitude of 17,000 meters, the wind howled, and the thick sea of clouds churned like raging waves.

Here, a massive fleet composed of twelve heavy warships was advancing through the clouds.

Unlike the streamlined, high-tech appearance of human warships, this was an Orc fleet that exuded an aura of savagery and roughness.

The armor surfaces of the warships were covered with hideous battering rams and heavy protective steel plates. On the most prominent side armor of each warship was deeply branded an extremely striking emblem—a broken, crimson moon dripping with fresh blood.

This was one of the three major Orc hegemon forces in the Cangyun Airspace: the Blood Moon Guild.

And these twelve ships were an elite vanguard detachment composed of pure-blooded Werewolves belonging to the Blood Moon Guild.

Inside the command room of the flagship, Bloodlust.

The dim cabin was filled with a nauseating, thick stench of blood and the sour smell of cheap ale, and a simple operational meeting was underway.

In the center of the command room lay a massive long table, crudely pieced together from the bones of unknown giant beasts.

Sitting in the main seat of the long table with an imposing air was a Werewolf commander over 2.5 meters tall, his body covered in long, gray-black fur—Commander Lucas.

His face bore an ugly, centipede-like scar that ran across it, though it was unknown who had left it.

Beside the conference table, several human girls, their necks and ankles bound by heavy black iron chains, were kneeling in humiliation on the rough, cold metal floor.

They were forced to wear skimpy, insulting sheer clothing, and their originally fair and delicate skin was covered in shocking blue-purple bruises and whip marks.

These female survivors, who might have once been experts in their own regions and sought after by others, could now only tremble as they held giant bone bowls filled with blood wine and dripping raw meat, serving this group of hideous Werewolves like the most humble and undignified pets.

Commander Lucas yanked the iron chain around the neck of a human girl nearby, using a sudden burst of force to roughly drag her to his coarse-haired leg.

Treating her like an inanimate wine rack, he snatched the heavy bone bowl from her hands and drank more than half of the foul-smelling, pungent blood wine inside.

Then, with a wave of his large hand, he wantonly splashed the remaining pungent liquor from the bottom of the bowl onto the girl's terrified, pale face, letting out a hoarse and arrogant laugh.

Watching the girl tremble with fear, tears welling up in her eyes, Commander Lucas's tusk-filled face displayed a sense of extremely perverted satisfaction.

He extended his massive claws, covered in hard calluses and sharp nails, and roughly pinched the girl's small chin, forcing her to look up and stare directly at him.

"Truly a perfect trophy."

Commander Lucas lightly scraped his sharp nails across the girl's fair cheek, leaving a glaring red mark, his tone filled with condescending mockery and arrogance.

"Who would have thought that just half a month ago, you were still a squad leader in that so-called [Luohe Guild]? Your overconfident human squad actually dared to try and block our Blood Moon's charge on the shipping route! And the result? After a few volleys from my main cannons, your fleet became trash in the airspace, and you... are now forced to kneel at my feet like a bitch!"

While wantonly rubbing and playing with the girl's soft long hair with his thick, furry fingers, enjoying the expression of intertwined humiliation and despair in her eyes, he asked the other Werewolf sitting in the deputy's seat.

"Deputy Commander Holton, has the intelligence been confirmed?"

Deputy Commander Holton's figure was relatively leaner than Commander Lucas', but the look in his inverted triangular eyes was even more sinister and cunning.

He was playing with a tactical dagger stained with dried blood, while also holding a female human captive. Hearing this, he grinned, revealing his crisscrossed tusks.

"Commander, it has been repeatedly confirmed through multiple underground channels. That Gengzi-7792 resource island exposed by information brokers on the public channel is definitely a prime piece of fat meat!"

With a "slap," he threw a holographic data pad onto the rough bone table. A blurry holographic outline of the island immediately projected above the screen: "The island covers an area of over 7,000 square kilometers, and it is covered in Amethyst Source Ore and high-level symbiotic plants! Most importantly..."

Deputy Commander Holton paused deliberately, using the sharp tip of his dagger to point at the solitary dot on the holographic screen representing the Cloud Top Fortress: "The ones occupying that island are not the hard-headed guys from the Sky Engine, nor those Elf Race folks who love to stick together. According to the data sent back by our scouts on the periphery, there is only one ship up there! They are just a group of solo players without any guild background, not even a supporting escort fleet!"

"Solo players?" Commander Lucas snorted coldly and let go of the iron chain in his hand. The human girl, as if granted amnesty, immediately collapsed onto the cold floor, gasping for air.

Commander Lucas's ghostly green wolf pupils narrowed sharply, revealing a greedy and crazed fierce light. "A solitary broken ship actually dares to recklessly monopolize a 7,000-square-kilometer core resource island? Do they think there's nobody left in this airspace?!"

"Commander, we still shouldn't underestimate the enemy," Deputy Commander Holton reminded him sinisterly. "The intelligence clearly stated that this solo player's fortress possesses a powerful stealth force field, and its firepower is extremely terrifying. When the island refreshed yesterday, they relied on these two underhanded tricks to slaughter over thirty warships in the vicinity that wanted to pick up easy gains in a very short time."

"Powerful firepower? Hahaha—what a huge joke!" Commander Lucas slammed his hand onto the table, the terrifying force directly causing a deep crack in the hard bone table. He stood up abruptly, his massive 2.5-meter frame instantly casting a large shadow in the cabin, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.

"No matter how powerful a warship's firepower is, its energy core has physical limits! Its gun barrels will also overheat and explode!"

Commander Lucas strode to the huge armored porthole. "Those ragtag troops are just a bunch of cowards scared out of their wits. But we are the elite wolf pack of the 'Blood Moon'! Pass on my order—"

Commander Lucas turned around and kicked the shivering girl at his feet into the corner.

"The entire fleet will immediately change course! Target locked, Gengzi-7792 resource island!"

"Have all the heavy main cannons of every warship loaded! Tell the brats below to prepare their berserker potions in advance! I want to tear that solo player's broken ship into scrap metal bit by bit! Chop up all the human males on their ship and feed them to the dogs, and catch all the females and bring them back in chains to replenish our slave camp!"

"Awoooo—!!!"

In an instant, all the Werewolf soldiers in the command room stood up, raised their cold, shimmering weapons high, and let out fanatical howls with blood-red eyes.

Accompanied by the piercing roar of engines, the twelve massive heavy warships branded with the crimson crescent moon turned abruptly in the clouds and lunged straight toward the island where Zhou An was located!

...Night fell, and the Gengzi-7792 island was shrouded in deep silence, with only the vast Amethyst forest emitting a faint purple halo like breathing under the breeze.

Inside the fortress, Zhou An had just finished two hours of high-intensity physical training and had taken a thoroughly refreshing shower.

He grabbed a dry towel and walked out of the bathroom, wiping his dripping hair, surrounded by a mist of steam.

After changing into loose and comfortable casual clothes, he sat comfortably on the soft leather sofa in the center of the hall, summoned the system panel, and browsed with great interest the comments on the public channel where people were jumping up and down, cursing each other, and even setting up duels over territory.

"These guys, their energy is really high in the middle of the night..." Zhou An shook his head with a faint smile as he watched the profanity and bounty orders scrolling rapidly across the screen.

Just then, the originally soft, warm-toned lighting in the hall flickered violently and instantly switched to a glaring crimson warning mode.

[System Alert!] EVA's urgent voice suddenly echoed throughout the fortress: "The radar matrix has detected an unknown fleet approaching at high speed! Current distance: 53 kilometers. Distance to the first perimeter drone Caution line: 40 kilometers. Fleet scale assessment: medium heavy-duty formation. Hostility rating: extremely high!"

Zhou An's laziness vanished instantly. Almost at the same time the alarm sounded, Luo Ning had already dressed and rushed out of her room, her eyes filled with excited fighting spirit: "Work is here, work is here."

"They're fast. There really are people who aren't afraid of death coming over after sniffing out the scent."

Zhou An stood up and twisted his neck vigorously, his joints immediately emitting a crisp cracking sound. He was not panicked in the slightest and issued combat orders in a deep, decisive voice: "Lin Qing, Xingyue, you two have no combat capability, return to your rooms immediately and lock the doors. You are absolutely not allowed to come out until the battle is over!"

"Old Zhang, Muzi! Get to the main console! The fortress is taking off, you two take control of the fortress, and we'll go meet these uninvited guests!"

"Luo Ning, come out of the cabin with me! Get ready to work!" "Understood!"

Everyone responded in unison, and the entire team began to operate efficiently like a precision war machine in an instant. Li Muzi rushed into the main control room, sat down on the captain's seat, and quickly pulled up rows of holographic operating interfaces.

Meanwhile, Zhou An and Luo Ning had arrived at the third-floor heavy weapons depot via the elevator.

"EVA, open the air-drop hatch! Start the mecha integration sequence!"

Accompanied by the dull sound of mechanical gears engaging, a humanoid heavy mecha over ten meters tall slowly rose from the lifting platform. This was Luo Ning's LV5 exclusive mecha vehicle that had undergone magical modifications.

At this moment, the intelligent optical coating on the mecha's surface had perfectly sensed and adapted to the external night environment. It was no longer the silver-white of the past but had completely transformed into a pure matte dark black that could swallow light, blending perfectly into the night.

Not only was its stealth maximized, but its firepower had also received an insanely large-scale upgrade, with various adaptable weapons installed. In addition, Luo Ning had made many adaptive upgrades that could cooperate with the fortress. At the corner launch platform on the third floor, there were also many weapon crates, which were weapon modules prepared by Luo Ning that could be launched at any time to coordinate with her mecha.

Luo Ning leaped, her body flipping lightly in mid-air, perfectly fitting into the open cockpit of the mecha's chest. As the hatch locked, the ghostly blue light of the neural link lit up, completing the boarding.

On the other side, Zhou An had already skillfully climbed into the a70 fighter, pulling down the cockpit cover.

"Rumble—!!!" With EVA's auxiliary control, the anti-gravity engines of the Cloud Top Fortress roared at full power. The massive hull crushed the surrounding air and instantly rose from the ground.

Immediately afterward, the heavy armor on the periphery of the fortress slid open, and two figures rushed out of the fortress like arrows leaving a bow! The pitch-black a70 fighter dragged a bright blue ion tail flame, drawing a sharp, unparalleled zigzag line in the night sky. And that pure black humanoid mecha held a high-frequency oscillating light blade, its back engines spewing surging fire, following beside the A70.

Inside the fortress's main control room, Li Muzi pushed up the rimless glasses on the bridge of her nose, her usually gentle and delicate face very serious at this moment. "EVA, lock onto the enemy flagship frequency, force a holographic broadcast connection!"

"Forced communication established." The next second, a brief burst of static flashed across the huge screen in the main control room, and then the real-time image of the enemy's command room was forcibly popped up.

When she saw the scene on the screen, Li Muzi's brows instantly furrowed tightly, and a flash of undisguised disgust and nausea crossed her eyes. In the image, a group of Werewolves covered in gray-black fur with hideous faces were laughing wantonly while holding bone bowls. In the background was sticky bloodstains all over the floor, as well as those human girls whose necks were chained with cold black iron chains, scantily clad and covered in scars...

Li Muzi took a deep breath and adjusted her communication headset: "This is 'Cloud Top Fortress'! Warning to the unknown fleet, you have illegally intruded into our exclusive alert airspace! Change your course and return the way you came immediately, otherwise, you will suffer our unreserved, devastating blow, and there will be absolutely no good outcome for you!"

On the other side of the screen, Commander Lucas on the Bloodlust was clearly stunned for a moment. He obviously did not expect that when facing his elite wolf pack fleet composed of twelve heavy warships, the other side would not only not be scared into fleeing but would dare to cut into the communication channel so forcefully to issue a death ultimatum.

When his pair of green wolf pupils, flickering with cruel, ghostly light, saw Li Muzi's appearance on the holographic screen, a trace of surprise first flashed across them, and then a roar of laughter erupted from his chest.

"Hahaha! You're killing me! I thought that the one occupying this island was some monster with three heads and six arms; it turns out to be just a delicate human chick still putting on airs!"

Commander Lucas kicked the shivering human slave who was pouring him wine away, and then his massive body suddenly leaned close to the screen.

He greedily looked up and down at Li Muzi's delicate and intelligent face, as well as the rimless glasses full of an ascetic and scholarly aura, and the foul saliva at the corner of his mouth even dripped onto the console along his crisscrossed tusks.

"I just love bitches like you who look smart, cultured, and like to pretend to be high and mighty and cold! When I strip you naked and press you to the ground to torture you, your desperate screams will definitely sound ten thousand times better than these pieces of trash under my feet!"

Commander Lucas extended his crimson tongue to lick his lips and threatened arrogantly: "Chick, considering you're so much to my taste, I'll give you one last minute! Behave, disable your shields, and hand over control of the fortress and the island. I'll show mercy and let you be my highest-level exclusive plaything, sparing your life! How about it? Do you want to consider it..."