My Homeworld Holds a Great Secret Treasure

There was always a bigger fish.

The Wanderer Marauder Gang might have run roughshod over everyone, intimidating billions of pirates beyond the planet and claiming first pick of the plunder.

But they were no true overlords. They were monkeys playing king while the tiger was away.

Then, out of nowhere, the Gamma Colossus Plundering Group arrived—and opened with a slap to the face!

They were one of the Four Emperors!

The moment they arrived, they heard a Steel Giant declare that the Wanderer Marauder Gang called the shots here. Without a word, they struck him dead.

And they had done it with sound waves! As a wildly inefficient means of attack, they laid bare just how precisely their weapons controlled energy.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

A hundred and twenty Gamma Colossuses descended from the sky. Taller even than the Steel Giants, they stood around two kilometers high, each toying with a small ball of light as they swaggered off in every direction.

The Wanderers, who had just lost a member, froze in the middle of their laughter and chatter.

They had not expected one of the Four Emperors to arrive so quickly. After a brief exchange, they hurriedly stopped plundering and gathered at a point in the sky.

As for the other pirates present, they dared not move at all.

In the lawless Abyss, strength alone commanded respect. With the spoils being divided among a pack of wolves, the biggest fist got the meat.

And the Gamma Colossus Legion undoubtedly had a mighty fist. Even the Wanderer Marauder Gang barely dared to fight back.

In truth, the Wanderers had their full force here, while the hundred and twenty Gamma Colossuses before them were only a small detachment. If they insisted on fighting, they could win.

There were also billions of