Star Origin Descends (Part 1)

Countless burly, fur-covered, and hideous kobolds charged toward the city walls; neither massive energy explosions nor dense volleys of arrows could stop them.

Within just a few minutes of the charge, hundreds of thousands of kobolds were blasted into pulp, and even many orcish boar-warriors and bear-warriors were slain.

Charred corpses littered the plains, and the dried black blood nearly blanketed the entire expanse.

The overwhelming stench of blood and gore could be smelled from dozens of kilometers away.

"Roar! Human meat!"

The dense army of orcs surged like a tide, braving the heavy fire and disregarding the casualties of their own soldiers until they finally reached the base of the city walls.

Dozens of orcs, equipped far better than their peers, surged with immense power. With a burst of potent battle aura, they leaped high, using the city wall surface to propel themselves upward and vault onto the ramparts.

They swung their great blades without hesitation, sending crimson blood spraying. Over a dozen human soldiers were cut in half, their entrails hanging from the blades.

"Roar!"

With an angry bellow, the orcs relied on their instincts to slaughter other human soldiers, causing the surrounding troops to panic.

The armor they wore provided no sense of security whatsoever.

Clang!

A greatsword blocked an orc's attack, and a violent burst of battle aura struck the creature's chest, followed by a gleaming dagger that instantly slashed across its throat.

A nearby officer shouted urgently, "The professionals have come to support us! Soldiers, hold the line; don't let them up!"

As over a thousand warriors, assassins, and other common professionals joined the defensive line, the elite orcs who had first breached the walls were quickly cleared out.

However, over a hundred thousand of the orc army's vanguard had already reached the foot of the wall!

Large numbers of kobolds used their sharp claws and muscular frames to begin climbing, and their speed was not slow.

From a distance, tens of thousands of kobolds, their mouths clamped around various cold weapons, drool dripping from their jaws, and eyes glowing with a red light, looked like demons.

They approached the top of the wall at high speed.

The next moment, boiling water and stones were poured from the top of the wall. The skin of the leading kobolds was scalded off, exposing white bone.

As a magical civilization, all water here contained rich natural energy—or as the natives called it, water-elemental magical energy.

The temperature after boiling was two to three times higher than that of ordinary water.

At least several thousand kobolds fell under the assault of the boiling water and the massive barrage of stones.

Three thousand elite soldiers armed with two-handed longswords stood five meters back from the edge of the wall, waiting for the first wave of orcs to crest the ramparts.

The magitech cannons continued to roar, their massive explosions illuminating the soldiers' faces, revealing their anxiety and grim resolve.

As for running away?

Black Cliff City was a major military stronghold on the frontier of the Falan Kingdom, tasked with guarding against orc tribes. Not only were those stationed here elites, but if the city fell, their families back home would be in danger.

It was better to die defending this place.

Clack! Clack!

The commander looked up to see dozens of armored behemoths, thirty to forty meters tall at the shoulder, slowly approaching the wall while carrying strange structures on their backs.

At that moment, a shrill, hoarse screech echoed from the sky.

Thousands of hawk-men, their sharp talons glinting with a cold, lethal light and their eyes filled with icy indifference, flapped their massive wings and dove toward Black Cliff City.

The archers and crossbowmen, who had been crouching on the second tier of the wall, suddenly stood up to intercept the hawk-men's dive.

A portion of the hawk-men quickly broke through the human anti-air interception, their sharp talons using sheer force to tear the heads off many human soldiers.

Many more were carried into mid-air and dropped like human projectiles into the ranks of the human army. Under this multi-pronged assault, the human defensive line began to crumble!

"Are we waiting for the human mages of the K180 Continent to join the battle so we can record it, or should we just slaughter these strange, genetically hybridized creatures?"

Inside the Star Origin, Wang Hao looked down at the war with curiosity and asked, looking up.

Feng Xiao leaned back on the sofa, staring at the war machine squad's movement, the space base, and the star gate, while glancing at the battle below.

"We'll act as soon as I see the mechanical soldiers finish setting up the base and the star gate. We don't need to monitor or record intelligence ourselves; the Alliance Military's A1 Starport has plenty of high-level equipment.

Coordinating with the other military starports currently under construction, monitoring the entire K180 Continent won't be a problem."

He finished speaking and turned his gaze back to the screen, watching the mechanical squad intently. Although their strength and speed were still at the level of individual LV15 units, they were equipped with custom-purchased individual shields and particle machine cannons; even a powerhouse with LV30 individual might would die if they faced them.

According to calculations, the strongest individual on the K180 Continent was around LV80, barely reaching the level of a planetary-catastrophe combatant.

Such an entity could destroy a Tier 1 civilization alone and slaughter all life on an entire planet without much difficulty.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly low level; the known upper limit of individual might is LV120.

The rarity of an LV80 individual is greater than that of a top-tier Star Dome Class starship.

If one had to compare combat power, it would be roughly equivalent to an elite Level 6 Star Beast.

Hmm... actually, it's quite easy to understand. Ignore individual levels before LV20; LV1 to LV20 is just the transitional stage of the individual might system.

After LV20, every ten levels correspond to a Star Beast level. Depending on the quality of their abilities and ancient martial arts, their combat power varies from elite to king-tier Star Beasts.

Genetic warriors created by genetic serums?

It was estimated that ten gene warriors would struggle to take down a single ordinary Star Beast of the same rank, and that was even with the limitations of their system.

It was only through sheer luck that he had managed to successfully promote.

He refused to believe that on the K180 Continent, where the ratio of professionals to ordinary people was one hundred thousand to one, professionals could appear in droves to wipe out his mechanical soldiers.

Still, this mountain range was truly massive; they had already penetrated over five thousand kilometers deep and had yet to reach the inner perimeter.

Seeing Feng Xiao staring intently at the squad on the screen, Wang Hao knew his captain had no time for idle chatter for the moment.

He turned his head toward Ilde instead.

"Cousin, you say the human race isn't strong on this K180 Continent, but surely the frontier garrison forces shouldn't be this weak, right?

How could they let a single kingdom use its own strength to guard the frontier of the entire race's territory?

Look at the Human Alliance; although the Morton Galaxy is weak overall and located on the frontier, it has never suffered losses due to frontier wars.

The major war zones on the frontier are all manned by armies from powerful nations or the Alliance headquarters."

Ilde was busy checking the conventional weapons in the warehouse and shook his head upon hearing Wang Hao's question.

"It likely has to do with the social hierarchy.

For a human race stuck in a semi-feudal, semi-slavery society, they won't understand the concept of 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold' unless they are on the brink of extinction. Right now, they all believe that as long as they hold onto their own little patch of land, they'll be fine.

Can you really expect humans whose ideological level is still stuck in the Middle Ages to understand any grand principles?

The distance between nations is at least tens of thousands of kilometers, and even with a magical civilization possessing so-called alchemical equipment, communication is difficult.

Enlightenment thought simply cannot take root.

The consequences of backward transportation and difficult cultural exchange go far beyond just these."

Ilde explained.

Transportation... it didn't just refer to roads.

"Right here, dig three thousand meters underground to install the space base!"

A few minutes later, Feng Xiao gave the order, and several mechanical soldiers quickly deployed the relevant equipment and began burrowing deep into the earth.

As he turned around, he happened to overhear the two of them discussing.

He clicked his tongue: "In short, even if there were advanced ideas, they couldn't spread due to distances spanning tens or even hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

In the end, as the message passed along, it would become so distorted that it would turn into a laughingstock.

As for the place of origin, because the local area lacks the necessary material resources to guarantee living conditions, those ideas would gradually wither away.

Besides, you both forgot the most important thing."

"What is it?"

"In this world, there are individuals who call themselves gods, possessing supreme power..."