"Squad One, destroy the Moon Star and wait for capture and return."
"Squad Two, clear out this garbage in orbit."
"Squad Three, follow me and act freely. Prioritize killing the leaders among these monkeys."
"I'm rather curious how many good things these monkeys have hidden."
Red Armor licked the corner of his mouth and skillfully issued his battle commands. Looking at the construction workers below fleeing in disarray like rats, a faint sense of pleasure welled up in his heart.
Yes, just like this.
Compared to fighting all kinds of difficult-to-resist monster calamities on the front lines, the occasional massacre mission was no less relaxing to him than taking a break.
The pressure Doomsday brought them was simply too great. Although they were Planet Destroyers, they were still anxious and fearful every day before those disasters.
But cutting down these weaklings often gave him the illusion that he could dominate everything. He could imagine just how desperate the faces of those monkeys on Earth would be when they appeared.
Screaming, fleeing, chaos, ugliness born of fear, and slaughtering one another just to survive!
Now that was...
Wonderful!
"Yes, Squad Leader!"
Like Red Armor, the hundred Fifth Order fighters answered excitedly in unison. Soon, a twenty-man Fifth Order squad flew out of the formation and headed straight for the sprawling base on the lunar surface.
Flying at the very front, the leading War Star Person looked at the newly built temporary base on the moon's surface, grinned, and then, as if playing a game, suddenly stomped his foot toward the ground.
"Vmmm—Boom!!"
The Rule Power erupted incredibly quickly.
Under that single stomp, the lunar soil, which had been hardened and paved with large quantities of spiritual-energy steel blocks, began boiling violently like seawater. In the blink of an eye, nearly