The first major battle involving numerous aliens on Venus is about to begin, which will be quite a spectacle in the entire Solar System.
Tired of watching cultivators exchange spells and engage in high-speed battles? It's certainly exhilarating, but many people don't understand it because high-level cultivators are just too fast.
The only way to analyze each cultivator's moves was through slow-motion narration, which revitalized the somewhat stagnant media industry.
This time, however, the showdown is different. These aliens have completely different appearances and physical structures from Earth Star People, but their reaction speed and movements are similar to those of ordinary people. Their weapons and equipment are also completely different from those of Earth Star. These are all very unique highlights.
For Divine Land, this is also an opportunity to understand the characteristics of these alien races. After all, in a battle of this magnitude, there will be no desertion or betrayal due to human nature, nor will there be cowardice or shrinking back due to fear. Everyone's mentality will be magnified infinitely on this battlefield.
The aliens who had successfully registered had already gathered at the teleportation point, while those who hadn't registered went to the nearby casino, making the entire space station much quieter.
The portal opened, and a group of people rushed in, carrying their weapons and wearing all sorts of armor.
Originally, the weapons and Venus were beyond repair, but just because the formation couldn't be restored doesn't mean the cultivators couldn't. Divine Land also guaranteed these participants that any equipment damaged during the competition would be repaired free of charge afterward.
With that in mind, the aliens participating in the competition naturally stopped holding back and brought all their most treasured possessions, the ones they were reluctant to use.
Anyway, someone will fix it, right?
After passing through the portal, the next second they were presented with a vast plain. During the teleportation, the aliens were divided into two groups based on their numbers and teleported to their respective preparation areas.
Surrounded by a large group of teammates, all of whom were aliens and had interacted with each other before, they were not from the same civilization and had rarely fought each other. Suddenly being assigned to the same camp left everyone somewhat at a loss.
Some were already armed and ready to charge, some were shouting in the crowd, trying to find their own kind, and others were starting to look around and observe their surroundings.
Everyone was busy with their own things, clearly not resembling a regular army.
It can only be said that while individual, scattered individuals may be quite capable, in a formal battlefield like this, they are not even as good as raw recruits.
Fortunately, this situation is not unique to one side; it applies to both camps.
The battlefield is a vast plain. After landing, both sides can see each other's location, which saves the trouble of reconnaissance and troop deployment. After all, although these steps are important, they do seem rather boring.
"I said, stop fucking running around, listen to me, let's all go together."
A voice suddenly rang out from one of the camps. Although it wasn't very loud, it was clearly audible to everyone.
Why should I listen to you! I should listen to you!
The aliens looked around and finally found the one who had spoken in the crowd.
With blue skin and an upper body similar to a human, but a fish tail, she floats in the air as if swimming in the sea. Her ears look like they were transformed from fins and are much larger than ordinary human ears.
"Because right now, I'm the only one who can send messages to everyone from the battlefield."
She was not afraid at all, even though everyone around her was looking at her.
Since their civilization is a deep-sea race, the first thing they developed was sound wave technology. Even now, the control of sound remains their civilization's greatest strength.
"Then you can be my messenger, and I'll take command."
Since they were all mercenaries, they naturally wouldn't easily submit.
The speaker was a short man, only half a meter tall, with severely wrinkled skin, looking like a miniature goblin.
Although he was small in stature, his tone was anything but.
"Although I'm not good at fighting, I am the strategist of the Jinyan Mercenary Corps, so the command should naturally be left to me."
"Strategist my foot! We're at war, you little dwarf, get out of my way!"
Before he could finish speaking, a tall alien grabbed him by the neck and threw him aside.
"What command do you need? Just charge! I'm here to have fun, I don't care what you guys are doing, I'm not listening."
The tall alien tossed the little dwarf aside and said something with an excited expression.
After saying that, without waiting for anyone else's response, he grabbed his weapon and charged straight at the other side.
"Sure, we guys came here to have fun. If you keep arguing, don't blame me for randomly killing people regardless of our allegiance."
"Winning is certainly satisfying, but the thrill of the kill is even more satisfying."
"If we just wipe them out, we'll win. What's the point of a plan?"
After a period of chaotic noise, everyone, unwilling to back down, launched into an exceptionally chaotic charge.
Since everyone's body size is different, this kind of unruly charge has already had some impact even before encountering the opponent.
At the respawn point, a flash of light appeared, and the goblins who had just been vying for command appeared in the pool, clutching their heads.
"Damn it, he's dead already!"
By the time he realized where he was, he was completely numb.
Before he even saw a single opponent, before he could fire a shot, he was trampled to death by those big guys during a charge.
Where can I go to reason with this?
Meanwhile, inside the various gambling halls on the space station, a huge argument was raging.
"What a rabble! How could people like that successfully register!"
"Weakling! Who would have thought the first one to die would die like this!"
"Mercenaries are just mercenaries; they're nowhere near as good as regular soldiers."
"These guys? My entire guard could wipe them out..."
While the scene was grand, a closer look at the details revealed numerous flaws. Who else could extend their battle lines so far in a single offensive?
The larger ones at the front are already engaged in battle, while the smaller ones at the back are still far from the battlefield.
They used their ranged weapons as melee weapons, without even a person to set them up. They charged forward with whatever they were holding, like crazy lunatics wanting to fight hand-to-hand.
Fortunately, both groups were selected through application, and their skill levels were roughly the same.
From high above, one could see two large, dark shapes colliding head-on. The aliens engaged in battle were like monsters, wielding their weapons with incredible ferocity.
In an instant, energy bullets flew across the battlefield, blood splattered everywhere, and the participants went berserk.