Song Chen descended from the sky and first severed the station's umbrella-shaped crown with a single slash.
The crown fell into the blood pool, sending a wave of blood hundreds of meters high into the air. Dark red liquid sprayed in every direction and rained onto the ground.
Then he reversed his blade and swept away the Blood-Eclipse guards around the pool.
Where the blade's light passed, the guards were sliced to pieces before they could even turn around.
Their corpses lay scattered around the blood pool, severed limbs still twitching.
The natives stared blankly at him, unable to believe the scene before their eyes.
Some gaped, unable to make a sound. Some dropped to their knees and kowtowed toward Song Chen. Others turned and fled, running endlessly like madmen.
Song Chen ignored them and turned to deliver another slash at the station's main stalk.
The stalk broke into three sections, and the Blood-Eclipse young on it tumbled down.
Song Chen struck again, shredding every last writhing youngling.
System notifications flooded his screen again.
When he landed, the natives had yet to disperse. Some had left, but even more remained standing there.
They faced him with awe and bewilderment, not daring to approach.
After briefly declaring, "The Radiant Dawn Civilization has returned," Song Chen turned and flew toward the spaceship.
Behind him, the Flesh Station collapsed with a muffled rumble.
Next came the fourth planet. It was bitterly cold, its entire surface covered in ice and snow.
Yet a station had grown there all the same, darker in color than those elsewhere.
It had thrust up from beneath the ice, radiating intense heat and a dark red hue.
As Song Chen approached, a faint scent of blood drifted through the freezing air. He wasted no time and slashed straight at