Time passed, and the stars wheeled across the heavens. Forty years had gone by since Lin Yi had forcefully slain the Blade Prince, Talolanke, and begun his "score-farming" spree.
To the long-lived races of the stars, those forty years might have passed in the blink of an eye. But to the Kunmo Race in the K-77 Star Domain and the dozen or so neighboring war zones, they had been long, frustrating years.
Lin Yi. That name hung over the Kunmo Race's Level 2 Battlefield like a nightmare.
He accepted all kinds of high-difficulty battlefield missions at a frequency that left his opponents despairing.
With the absolute suppression of his Triple Domain and his unpredictable Space Rule, he was like a god of death walking between the stars.
Wherever he went, the Kunmo Race's offensives were bound to falter. Carefully arranged defenses were often torn apart with ease, and under his leadership, the East Blade Mercenary Corps had long since become a blade that struck fear into the Kunmo Race.
For the past twenty years, however, Lin Yi had mostly acted alone.
For one thing, clearing out enemies alongside a large force was indeed less efficient than using his spatial abilities to carry out precise "decapitation strikes."
For another, after he signed a contract with Star Dome Dynamics, the company had given him a latest-model Star Domain Rank personal spacecraft, the Shadow Shuttle Ship, as a "signing bonus." Its outstanding performance provided him with excellent support for operating alone.
The Shadow Shuttle Ship was compact, with room for only a handful of people. But it used Star Dome Dynamics' most advanced stealth technology and a hyperspace engine, giving it exceptional maneuverability. Whether infiltrating, pursuing, or retreating, it was far superior to ordinary warships.
Piloting the Shadow Shuttle Ship, Lin Yi flitted