179: Chapter 179 Killing Garrick

Unlike Sheila's steady and cautious breakthrough, Zhou An's method of entry was simple and violent to the extreme.

"Buzz—"

The air in the center of the control room suddenly rippled with a visible transparent wave.

Before the radar could sound an alarm for a spatial intrusion, Zhou An's tall and straight figure stepped out of the void like a specter, landing firmly in the heart of this LV6 warship without any warning.

"Who is it?!"

Vice Minister Garick suddenly stood up from his main seat, his remaining right eye filled with unbelievable shock. He couldn't understand how this two-legged sheep had managed to warp directly in front of him, despite the joint shield combined from eight hundred warships outside.

"The one who is going to kill you."

Zhou An looked up slightly, scanned his surroundings, and slowly drew a pitch-black star-falling horizontal saber.

"A mere human dares to run wild on my turf all by himself?"

Vice Minister Garick laughed out of extreme anger, revealing his stark white fangs as he waved his large hand.

"Mince him into meat paste for me!"

"Roar!"

Instantly, dozens of fully armed, high-tier dragonmen soldiers inside the control room roared in unison, a deafening sound. Holding various heavy kinetic weapons, they lunged at Zhou An from all directions like a pack of frenzied, bloodthirsty beasts.

"Having numbers doesn't mean it's useful."

Zhou An's eyes were cold, and he didn't even bother to take a defensive stance. Just as the saber of the foremost dragonman guard was about to strike his face, his figure suddenly blurred.

"Swish!"

Zhou An instantly shifted several meters to the side, easily evading the interlocking web of blades. At the same time, the star-falling horizontal saber in his hand turned into a streak of fierce black lightning, slashing upward.

"Pfft—!"

The blade sliced through the dragonman's heavy armor as easily as cutting tofu, splitting him and his spear in two in an instant. Hot blood sprayed like a fountain onto the alloy walls of the control room.

"Too slow, too many openings."

Zhou An commented coldly, his figure moving like a grim reaper walking through the shadows.

He didn't even need to use any flashy skills; relying solely on his almost abnormal physical explosive power at the Tier 5 Peak and the flexibility of his spatial blink, he strolled casually through the dense encirclement of soldiers.

"Clang!"

With a backhand slash, Zhou An precisely deflected a spear thrusting from behind. He then slammed the hilt backward, completely denting the sneak attacker's skull. Immediately after, he slipped his feet and penetrated the inner circle of two heavy-armored shield-bearers, his horizontal saber slashing horizontally with a sharp sound of breaking air.

Two massive heads soared into the sky, and the heavy, headless corpses crashed to the ground.

In less than a single minute, the control room, which had been packed with elites, was littered with severed limbs and broken arms. The wails of the dragonmen and a thick stench of blood filled the entire space.

"A bunch of useless trash! Get out of my way!"

Watching his proud imperial guards being unilaterally slaughtered like wheat, Vice Minister Garick could finally sit still no longer.

He shoved aside the few remaining guards in front of him, his massive body, nearly three meters tall, pressing down like a moving hill. Dark gold dragon scales stood up in layers all over Vice Minister Garick's body, and his violent blood vitality at the Tier 5 Peak erupted. Holding a door-sized serrated greatsword in both hands, he brought down a fierce, sinister wind, slashing straight down at Zhou An!

"Weak human, turn into minced meat for me!"

Vice Minister Garick roared madly.

Facing this incredibly heavy strike, Zhou An did not dodge.

He simply stopped in his tracks, gripped the hilt tightly with his right hand, and let his Tier 5 Peak blood vitality surge wildly through his body. His muscle fibers instantly tightened like steel cables as he forcefully parried upward against the descending greatsword!

"Clang—!!!"

The clash of the blades erupted in a deafening metallic screech. A violent wave of air swept outward with the two at its center, directly shattering the surrounding control console screens.

Vice Minister Garick had been grinning savagely, waiting to see Zhou An smashed into a meat patty along with his saber. But in the next second, his single eye suddenly dilated, staring forward as if he had seen a ghost.

Holding the saber with one hand, although the floor beneath Zhou An's feet had been stomped into a depression, his body was like a rooted ancient divine mountain, completely motionless!

"Is this all the strength you have?"

Zhou An looked up, a hint of bored mockery flashing in his deep eyes.

"It seems your massive build is all just bloat."

"This is impossible! How can you, a human, possess such pure physical strength?!"

Vice Minister Garick was shocked beyond belief. In a contest of pure strength, the dragonman race had never lost to a human of the same tier!

"Making a fuss over nothing."

Zhou An snorted coldly and suddenly exerted force with his wrist. An irresistible counter-force erupted from the star-falling horizontal saber, actually forcing Vice Minister Garick's greatsword aside.

The moment his opponent's guard was wide open, Zhou An closed in like a cheetah.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Without any fancy moves, Zhou An clenched his left hand into a fist and delivered three consecutive heavy punches straight to Vice Minister Garick's chest, accompanied by the sound of sonic booms tearing through the air. Every punch that landed was accompanied by the cringe-inducing sound of cracking bones and the explosive shattering of dark gold scales.

"Gah—!"

Vice Minister Garick spewed a mouthful of blood mixed with visceral fragments, his massive body staggering backward uncontrollably. The dragonman defense he was so proud of was a complete joke before Zhou An's highly tempered, terrifying strength.

"Die!"

Vice Minister Garick frantically swung his sharp claws, trying to make a final counterattack.

Zhou An's eyes were icy. He deftly slipped to the side, evading the claw strike. Then, the horizontal saber in his hand turned into a blinding black light, precisely slicing through the tendons in Vice Minister Garick's knees.

"Thud!"

Vice Minister Garick let out a miserable shriek as his massive body knelt heavily before Zhou An.

Zhou An casually stabbed the star-falling horizontal saber into the nearby metal floor and stepped forward. His hand, like an iron vise, tightly choked Vice Minister Garick's neck, lifting this behemoth weighing over half a ton off the ground with a single arm.

Vice Minister Garick's legs flailed helplessly in midair, and deep fear and despair finally welled up in his remaining eye. He gripped Zhou An's arm tightly, trying to pry open the lethal vise, but found the other's strength was overwhelmingly despair-inducing.

"As the supreme commander of your fleet..."

Looking at Vice Minister Garick's face, which had turned purplish-black from suffocation, Zhou An shook his head in boredom.

"You really can't take a hit."

The moment the words fell, a cold light flashed in Zhou An's eyes.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of a breaking neck echoed in the dead-silent control room. Zhou An suddenly exerted force with his fingers, forcefully crushing Vice Minister Garick's cervical vertebrae. Then, forming his fingers into a blade, he directly severed the massive dragonman head.

"Thud."

The lifeless, headless corpse was casually tossed onto the floor like a torn sack.

With the death of the fleet's core commander and the destruction of the main control system, this massive LV6 flagship emitted a dull hum, and the internal lights suddenly turned into a harsh, blood-red alarm.

The warship's propulsion engines began to decay drastically, and along with it, large areas of energy voids began to appear on the seemingly indestructible joint defense shield outside!