God's People?

"They're in your hands now."

Lan stared at the image on the screen and spoke to Da Ma Zu with a smile. But the smile was sinister. Even Da Ma Zu and the others, who knew Lan well, shuddered at the sight of it.

Da Ma Zu rubbed his hands together and forced a smile. "Instructor, wouldn't it be better if you went yourself? With your genius command, those little grunts would be nothing but a meal."

Da Ma Zu quietly slipped in some flattery, earning eye rolls from Long Yue and the others. He looked big and brawny, but he was far more shrewd than his rough appearance suggested.

"You know they're little grunts, so why should I need to act? If you can't even deal with them, you know the consequences." Lan bared his teeth in a smile at Da Ma Zu.

Gulp...

Da Ma Zu's throat bobbed, and his body trembled.

He had experienced the instructor's abnormality firsthand. He absolutely did not want to be singled out again.

"Can you do it?"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission." Da Ma Zu saluted, then happily trotted out of the command room.

The space outside was like a blazing furnace, filled with brilliant explosions. Without mech armor protection, the radiation levels here could instantly kill an ordinary life-form.

Li Su's expression was as ugly as the space outside.

So far, he had organized three assaults, yet he still had not captured even one of the enemy's Star Systems.

The war machines and weapons inside the Star System were terrifyingly numerous: War Robots, Antimatter Weapons, ultra-high-energy laser pulse weapons, Space-Based Weapons, and space weapons. Their numbers had reached an absurd level.

Every attack he launched was annihilated within that Star System, like bubbles drifting toward a flame.

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