The Kunmo Race's Helplessness, an Enormous Haul of Military Merit (52K)

Then, Lin Yi took a deep look in the direction where Shalisi had disappeared, and then his gaze was firmly locked on the golden-gray streak that was about to disappear at the edge of his perception.

"Heh, trying to run away?"

Before he finished speaking, the Space Rule began to ripple around him once again.

At this moment, Balote had already pushed his speed to its limit.

To an ordinary Star Core level, it would only appear as a fleeting flash of golden-gray light.

However, in Lin Yi's eyes, it was a golden-gray streak of light, leaving a straight and long trail in the starry sky.

"Faster! Faster!"

Balote's mind was screaming, "We'll be out of the level two battlefield soon, and we'll be saved!"

However, before the thought could fully form, a ripple appeared in the starry sky before it.

Then, a dark silver figure, as if it had been standing there from the beginning, silently blocked its path.

Lin Yi pointed his Universe-Rending Spear diagonally, the tip gleaming coldly, instantly locking onto Balote.

"You"

Balote was terrified and abruptly stopped his charging figure. The enormous inertia caused the blood-red aura around him to sway violently.

A bitter feeling welled up inside it.

It seems I'm the one who's unlucky.

"What, you want to leave?"

Lin Yi's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Balote's senses.

Balote did not reply.

It knew that begging for mercy was useless, and compromising was a joke.

"Roar!!"

In dire straits, Balote unleashed his final ferocity.

It roared, and the remaining essence and blood in its body erupted like an oil depot that had been ignited.

The Metal Rule, Death Rule, and blood merged and burned with unprecedented intensity. Its battle armor, covered with blood-red death totems, shone brightly and even developed cracks, a sign that the power had exceeded its limit.

Then, it crossed its two blades in front of its chest and swung them forward with a sudden thrust.

This move, unlike the concise and efficient thrusts or slashes used in previous battles, transformed into an overwhelming golden-gray wave the moment it was unleashed.

Within this wave, not only were countless vengeful spirits wailing, but also countless Sharpness auras swirling and cutting, accompanied by a rich stench of blood.

This strike was Balote's final act.

Faced with this overwhelming tide of death, Lin Yi simply raised his left arm, which was still wreathed in destructive energy.

He wasn't going to use that arm to block; instead, he spread his five fingers and gently clenched them towards the empty space in front of him.

Buzz!

Centered on his left palm, the starry sky in front of him seemed to be kneaded and distorted by an invisible giant hand.

A constantly rotating spatial vortex suddenly appeared.

The edge of the vortex flickered with unstable silver lightning, emanating a terrifying aura that seemed to devour everything.

Meanwhile, Balote's "Ten Thousand Souls' Burial" wave, fueled by burning his life force, crashed headlong into this spatial vortex.

Immediately, the terrifying Tide of death, upon touching the spatial vortex, vanished like a mud ox sinking into the sea, completely swallowed by the chaotic void.

Only a few scattered energy turbulences escaped from the edge of the vortex, but they no longer posed any threat.

"The Rules of the Upper Class"

Balote watched helplessly as his most desperate attack was so easily neutralized, his crimson compound eyes filled with despair.

It stopped moving, but Lin Yi wouldn't stop.

Lin Yi flashed, as if he had been detached from Balote's own shadow, and appeared silently behind it.

The cold tip of the Universe-Rending Spear was already pressed against the core node of its back armor, and the triple power of the rules contained in the spear tip instantly locked away all its life force.

Balote was instantly terrified; his boiling blood seemed to freeze in an instant.

It could even clearly "hear" the teeth-grinding friction sound when the spearhead made contact with its armor.

Without wasting words, Lin Yi launched a fatal attack the instant he appeared with the Universe-Rending Spear.

"Puff!"

The dark golden spear tip easily tore through Balote's blood-red death armor, which was riddled with cracks.

Balote's body stiffened abruptly as he looked down at the enormous hole in his chest, feeling his life force and the structure of rules being frantically shredded and annihilated by the triple power of rules contained within the gun.

"I am not reconciled"

However, Balote was, after all, a battle-hardened prodigy. In the instant before his consciousness completely succumbed, a destructive intent rose from his remaining core.

"Let's destroy each other together!!"

Lin Yi's eyes sharpened. Without hesitation, he vanished in an instant.

Then, in the next instant.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Balote's body suddenly exploded.

A Light Sphere, a mixture of three kinds of power, expanded rapidly. The terrifying energy shockwave swept outwards like a tsunami, vaporizing and annihilating nearby small meteorites and some defensive fortifications around the space station.

However, in the instant that destructive energy exploded, Lin Yi's figure became blurred. He directly merged into the surrounding spatial structure, performing a short-distance spatial traversal.

Lin Yi was like someone standing behind a window in a raging storm, able to clearly see the scene of destruction outside and even feel the heart-pounding energy fluctuations. However, the violent energy impact and fragments of rules passed right through the space he was in, without harming him in the slightest.

Then, Lin Yi's figure solidified again, appearing at the edge of the self-destruction area.

After a while, the energy from Balote's self-destruction gradually subsided, leaving only a brief energy vacuum in the starry sky.

He glanced at the void gradually being filled with cosmic background radiation, confirming that Balote had been completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace behind.

"It's a pity the self-destruction was too thorough; all the spoils are gone."

Lin Yi shook his head slightly, his tone tinged with regret, but his eyes remained calm.

For him, killing the enemy was the greatest reward.

Then, Lin Yi turned his head and cast his gaze in the direction in which the last Kunmo Race prodigy had fled.

In my perception, that aura belonging to the distorted rules had already escaped the area defined by the secondary battlefield.

"They run fast."

Lin Yi snorted coldly and turned his gaze to the still chaotic battlefield below.

As Gelagu was killed and Shalisi and Balote fled for their lives, the commander of the Kunmo Race army had obviously received the news or witnessed the scene through other means.

At this moment, the Kunmo Race's army, which was besieging the Kans Base, was retreating like a tide, its formation appearing quite chaotic and filled with a sense of panic.

But a large army retreating is not so easy.

Especially when they are facing a Human Race whose killing intent has not subsided and who possesses the ability to clear an area.

Lin Yi's eyes turned cold, and with a swift movement, he descended once more above the battlefield.

He didn't use any fancy techniques; he relied purely on brute force.

The vast Gold Domain, like an invisible millstone of death, instantly covered a large portion of the retreating Kunmo Race's flank.

Within the domain, an invisible, Sharpness aura raged. Those Stardust level Kunmo Race with weaker defenses were as if thrown into a meat grinder. Their shields shattered like paper, and their bodies were silently cut and disintegrated, turning into clumps of cosmic dust.

Those who were relatively stronger, although barely surviving in this vast domain, were like being stuck in a quagmire, their speed greatly reduced, and blood constantly gushing from their bodies as they were continuously weakened by the domain's power.

Lin Yi, like the Grim Reaper wielding his scythe, moved along the edge of the retreating Kunmo Race army, reaping a large number of enemy soldiers with each expansion of his domain.

Efficient, yet ruthless.

He was using this method to further demoralize the Kunmo Race, relieve pressure on the garrison at Kans Space Station, and expand the gains.

However, Lin Yi always harbored some reservations.

The circulation of internal energy deliberately retains a reserve of nearly 30%.

Not only does the injury to his left shoulder require continuous energy consumption to heal, but this is also a habit he has developed over the years: no matter how smoothly the battle goes, he always leaves himself some room for maneuver in order to deal with any unexpected situations that may arise.

After all, no one knows if the Kunmo Race has any hidden tricks up its sleeve.

Under his rampage, the Kunmo Race's retreat became even more chaotic. Only when the remaining troops escaped the secondary battlefield and returned to the huge biological warship parked at the edge of the battlefield did Lin Yi give them a cold look and stop the pursuit.

Lin Yi did not go to the space station; instead, he used space travel to return to the "Shadow Shuttle," which was quietly hovering at the edge of the battlefield.

Stepping into the familiar cockpit, the door closed, isolating the outside world from coldness and deathly silence.

Lin Yi let out a long breath, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.

He sat in the driver's seat and set the autopilot route back to the 93778th Border Legion.

With a gentle jolt, the "Shadow Shuttle" silently glided into the hyperspace channel, embarking on its return journey.

Inside the cabin, Lin Yi closed his eyes and began to fully circulate the Life Rule, coordinating with his own source energy to expel and purify the persistent mixed energy at the wound on his left shoulder.

The emerald green life force fiercely clashed with the gray, gold, and red energies, emitting a faint "hissing" sound. The damaged flesh and bones were slowly and steadily repaired under the nourishment of the life energy.

Although the process was painful and exhausting, Lin Yi felt calm and even a little expectant.

"Two Kunmo Race prodigies, and both of them are at the temporary level of the Triple Domain."

Lin Yi silently calculated, "This military merit should be enough for me to exchange for that item, or... accumulate more for a while and try to access higher-level resources."

Although the hunt resulted in some minor injuries, the gains were undoubtedly enormous.

--

Meanwhile, the Kunmo Race K-Series Starfield War Zone Supreme Command.

The Riftclaw King's body, covered in thick, dark gold bone armor, remained frozen on the throne like a sculpture.

"Useless! Three useless people!!"

With a roar that was suppressed to the extreme, a terrifying pressure spread out uncontrollably.

The Kunmo Race generals standing below trembled, almost prostrating themselves on the ground.

"Burning their life essence, a temporary triple strike! Three against one! Before the secret technique even ended, two were killed and one fled!! They've utterly disgraced our clan!"

The Riftclaw King's crimson compound eyes burned with raging fury, a mixture of murderous intent toward Lin Yi and dissatisfaction with the behavior of Gelagu and the others.

It went to great lengths, even alarming the Lord, to invite these three prodigies, thinking that at the very least they could force the opponent to retreat, but instead they became the stepping stones for the opponent to gain power.

How can it explain this to its superiors?

How to deal with the questioning from other factions within the clan?

The furious roar continued for a moment, followed by a deathly silence in the command center.

Riftclaw King also knew that scolding wouldn't solve the problem.

It forcibly suppressed its anger, its massive bone claws pounding irritably on the armrests of the throne.

After a long silence, it finally activated the blood rune that connected to a higher being.

Once the connection of minds was established, that vast will descended once more.

"Result."

The voice remained concise, devoid of any emotion.

With a forced smile, Riftclaw King gave a brief report on the battle, emphasizing the difficulty and ruthlessness of Lin Yi's Space Rule, and that although his three prodigies had tried their best, the gap in strength was too great, and ultimately, they failed.

After the report was completed, a long silence fell on the other end of the communication line.

The silence, like an invisible mountain, pressed down on the Riftclaw King's heart, making it feel suffocated.

After a long silence, the cold voice rang out again, its tone devoid of emotion. "So be it. Gelagu and Balote are dead, and Shalisi has fled with severe injuries. My people have had their due."

Riftclaw King felt a slight sense of relief. Judging from the Lord's words, it seemed that he did not intend to investigate its responsibility further.

However, the Lord's next words made its heart, which had just settled, jump again. "I will contact the ' Abyssal Skeleton Sovereign Devouring Race regarding this matter."

Upon hearing this, Riftclaw King's spirits lifted.

The Devouring Race!

If the Devouring Race is willing to send their prodigies, then no matter how strong Lin Yi, he will surely die.

After all, the prodigies of the Devouring Race are far superior to those of the Kunmo Race.

But after waiting a moment, it heard nothing more.

An eerie silence fell once again on the other end of the communication.

After a long while, the Lord's thoughts returned. This time, his cold voice carried an unusual hint of helplessness and anger.

"Abyssal Skeleton Sovereign is perhaps in seclusion, as there has been no response."

"What?!"

Riftclaw King was taken aback at first, then an indescribable rage suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart.

Seclusion?

As a being of the Venerable Lord Rank, seclusion and cultivation are common occurrences.

But this is wartime!

Moreover, it is a war against the Human Race. Your Devouring Race is the leader, and my Kunmo Race is just a vanguard that was forced to participate!

Haiyuan, the Lord of the Devouring Race responsible for liaising with the Kunmo Race, has actually gone into seclusion at such a crucial moment?

Not even responding to basic communications?

This is blatant contempt!

They completely disregarded the sacrifices and plight of the Kunmo Race.

In the eyes of the Devouring Race, the Kunmo Race might just be a useful pawn, or even cannon fodder that can be discarded at any time.

A sense of humiliation mixed with anger nearly drove the Riftclaw King mad.

However, it dared not reveal too much in front of its lord and could only suppress it forcefully, its huge bone claws trembling slightly from the exertion.

At both ends of the communication, the two top figures of the Kunmo Race fell into an awkward and angry silence.

The cold rules of the starry sky seem to reflect the powerlessness and insignificance of the race.

After a long while, Riftclaw King finally spoke in a hoarse voice, asking the most crucial question, "Great Lord, what should we do with that Human Race Lin Yi? Should we just let him continue to slaughter our race on the level two battlefield?"

The Lord's will flickered, and that trace of helplessness and anger seemed to be covered by a deeper layer of coldness.

"It's alright." Its answer surprised the Riftclaw King. "Since we can't deal with it for the time being, let's avoid it for now."

"Avoid it?" Riftclaw King found it hard to accept.

This would mean handing over its operational area, specifically a secondary War Zone operations, to another country.

"Yes," the Lord affirmed, "Even if the Abyssal Skeleton Sovereign is in seclusion, it cannot last too long. At most, he will emerge before the next Devouring Abyss Competition begins."

"The Devouring Abyss Competition."

Riftclaw King's compound eyes flickered, indicating his agreement with this statement.

"At that time," the Lord's voice carried a cold certainty, "All the advantages that Human Race has gained so far must be returned to me, with interest."

Riftclaw King fell silent.

It understands that this is currently the only option.

We should endure this anger for now and wait for the Devouring Race to make their move.

Though humiliating, this is how we survive.

"Yes, Your Majesty's command."

Riftclaw King responded in a low voice.

Immediately, that vast will vanished silently, just as it had come, leaving only the Riftclaw King sitting alone on his throne, his dark golden bone armor reflecting a cold luster in the dim light.

--

Ten days later, the "Shadow Shuttle" quietly glided into the exclusive berth of the 93778th Border Legion.

The hatch opened, Lin Yi stepped out. At this moment, apart from the irreparable damage to his battle suit, the area on his left shoulder had been completely repaired.

"Commander."

Aurelia was already waiting outside the berth. She quickly stepped forward, her emerald eyes scanning Lin Yi's entire body. Only after confirming that he was unharmed did the worry in her eyes quietly disappear. "You're back."

"Um."

Lin Yi spoke calmly, as if he had simply completed a routine hunting mission.

Just as Aurelia was about to speak, Xuanji's illusory figure quietly appeared beside Lin Yi, bowing slightly. "Master, General Luger has come to pay his respects."

Upon hearing this, a look of understanding flashed in Lin Yi's eyes.

He had barely returned to the fortress when Luger arrived at the appointed time, his purpose obvious.

"Please be seated in Reception Room Number One."

Lin Yi gave the order, then nodded to Aurelia, "We'll talk about it later. Let's go see the general first."

When the two entered the reception room, Luger was already seated in the guest seat.

Upon seeing Lin Yi enter, the fortress's highest-ranking officer actually took a few steps forward to greet him, smiling as he said:

"Commander Lin, you've really done something amazing this time! Now, throughout the entire K-77 star system, and even the neighboring War Zone, everyone knows that you, Lin Yi, single-handedly defeated three top prodigies of the Kunmo Race."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi gave a humble smile.

He led Luger back to his seat, then sat down beside him, saying casually, "General, you flatter me. It's just an insect that forcibly advanced to the third level using a secret technique; it's nothing serious."

Luger was no ordinary person; he immediately understood the hidden meaning in Lin Yi's words.

He chuckled and pointed at Lin Yi with his finger, "Don't worry, regarding military merits, you'll get exactly what you're owed. I won't let you suffer any losses."

Then, his expression turned serious. "I have already convened an emergency meeting of the legion's staff and reported to the military headquarters. Regarding the two Kunmo Race prodigies you killed, given that they did indeed briefly possess the strength of Triple Domain through a secret technique while in combat, posing a fatal threat to our defenses..."

Luger paused, looking into Lin Yi's calm, unwavering eyes, and continued, "Therefore, the Legion has decided to apply for your merits in this battle according to the Triple Domain standard. Although it's the lowest three-tier standard, the preliminary assessment is 80 million military merits per person!"

Although he had expected it, Lin Yi was still delighted to hear the exact number.

Indeed, no one gets rich without unexpected wealth. These two Kunmo Race prodigies alone are worth 160 million military merits!

It seems like posting in batches will be smoother. From now on, I'll change the update time to around 10 PM every night. If I add extra chapters, I'll post them all at once.