The members of the Fallen Ark are wanted criminals from various star systems. Some are fanatical followers of the Sorokin, while others are seeking the Sorokin's protection. These thugs only believe in powerful beings at the level of the Sorokin and are unwilling to submit to each other.
Now that the Sorokin is gone, and with no powerful leader left, no one is qualified to be the boss. These undisciplined and uncoordinated criminals have lost interest in continuing to stick together.
Without the deterrent power of the Sorokin, these criminals knew that the Three Universal Civilizations would target them next, launching a massive cleanup of the Desolate Universe Belt Central Galaxy and eradicating this group of criminals who had been gathering for many years.
After the fall of the Sorokin, this once-renowned paradise of criminals collapsed rapidly and irreversibly. Batch after batch of criminals broke away from the organization, and the powerful Fallen Ark fell apart, splitting into countless small groups. The secret production bases built on desolate planets were also looted by members who broke away from the organization.
The Central Galaxy Desolate Universe Belt was originally dominated by the Fallen Ark, maintaining a delicate gray order. Now, this lawless zone has become even more chaotic and dangerous, with criminals killing and plundering each other. This drama is playing out in different areas every moment.
At this very moment, thousands of warships are battling around a desolate planet.
This planet is one of the secret research bases established by the Sorokin, storing invaluable data, technology, and special products. The thousands of warships in combat belong to dozens of split criminal groups, each with the goal of seizing the results of this research base. One of these groups is Shazik's army.
The planet's outer space was a fiercely contested interstellar battlefield. Most of these warships were not equipped with dark energy annihilation weapons, but instead used secondary naval gun technology. Scorching plasma beams crisscrossed, turning the black velvet-like space into a colorful canvas. Small and medium-sized warships of different models had their shields pierced by plasma cannons, their hulls melted through, and their armor melted into a fiery red solid-liquid mixture of metal, transforming into ever-changing, unpredictable metallic clouds that became obstacles on the battlefield.
The battle lasted for some time before a victor emerged. Shazik's gang was among the winners, and together with the others, they looted the research base before leaving satisfied.
The black Blades gently sliced across the throat, a crack appeared, and warm, bright red blood gushed out, splattering onto the blood-stained walls of the spaceship.
Thump!
A gray-skinned creature with countless compound eyes on its face collapsed, clutching its bleeding neck, revealing the murderer standing behind it.
The killer was a humanoid creature wielding a long knife, thin in build, wearing a hood and a black mechanical mask, revealing only a pair of scarlet eyes.
This is a dilapidated ship cabin, its walls covered with smooth cut marks, crackling with electricity. Hundreds of corpses of different species lie on the floor, the ground is covered with multicolored scabs, and the walls are splattered with blood. Only the murderer remains standing in the room.
"One hundred and fifteen thousand seven hundred..."
The killer's voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows. With a flick of his wrist, he shook off the blood from his long knife, then shoved it back into its sheath on his back. He then pressed a button on his mechanical wristwatch, pulled up his contacts, and sent a message to a number labeled "Employer."
"Target cleared."
Soon, the employer sent a voice message, filled with excitement and gratitude:
"Thank you so much, Mr. Rotel. Thank you for helping us Revenge. Without you, we would never have..."
"It's just a transaction, remember to pay."
Rotel replied casually.
He is a lone bounty hunter, but his targets are limited to members of the Fallen Ark.
Rotel was born on a colony planet of an advanced civilization and grew up in a peaceful environment. However, one day, the fleet of the Fallen Ark arrived, bringing death and destruction.
He thought he was doomed, but little did he know that he possessed a remarkable superpower that awakened in a moment of crisis, allowing him to escape death... However, resistance was futile. Because of his superpower, he was captured by the members of the Fallen Ark and offered as a sacrifice to the Sorokin.
Therefore, Rotel confronted the Sorokin, his newly awakened supernatural power was drained away, and he became a dying, desiccated corpse, on the verge of death, his life as fragile as a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
People whose powers are usually taken away by the Sorokin are eventually turned into food or thrown into space. Perhaps it was the favor of the goddess of fortune, Rotel's batch of "dregs" were all thrown into space. Ordinary people cannot survive in space, but he discovered that although he had lost his powers, when he first awakened them, his powers had already modified his body, allowing him to survive in the space environment.
After the Fallen Ark forces departed, the civilization's rescue team arrived before Rotel's death, making Rotel the sole survivor. He harbored a deep-seated hatred for the Sorokin and the Fallen Ark. Driven by this hatred, Rotel, who had lost his powers and reverted to a mortal state, endured countless hardships to embark on the path of martial arts and regain his superpowers.
After completing his training, Rotel became a bounty hunter.
The members of the Fallen Ark are all wanted criminals who have defected to the forces of the Sorokin to evade the Pursuit of various civilizations and live a life of freedom. Rotel specializes in hunting down these wanted criminals with criminal records, making these fugitives who thought they were safe pay for their blood debts. The employers are often the victims of the Fallen Ark.
To this day, the number of Fallen Ark have died at the hands of Rotel has reached six figures, but Rotel is not satisfied with this. He hones his strength like an ascetic in order to achieve the ultimate goal hidden deep in his heart— to Assassinate Sorokin!
His past experience of confronting the Sorokin had always been a nightmare for him, bringing him endless fear and waking him up from his sleep countless times. But even knowing it was impossible, he never gave up on this ultimate goal.
Ignoring the corpses strewn across the ground, Rotel was about to turn and head towards the spaceship's control room when his communicator suddenly received a breaking news message: a joint statement from the Three Universal Civilizations.
"The Sorokin has been captured?"
Rotel's expression changed, and he stopped in his tracks to read the news carefully.
After a while, he let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a sense of loss and confusion as if he had lost his goal.
But soon, Rotel's gaze hardened again, and he murmured to himself:
"The one who captured the Sorokin, is it Black Star...?"
On a certain habitable planet, there lived a race of interstellar immigrants. Their home planet was destroyed by Sorokin, leaving only one in ten survivors. They were forced to migrate to a new home.
When the news of the capture of the Sorokin reached the tribe, all the members wept with joy.
"The Sorokin has finally been captured!"
"Waaaaah... We've waited so long for this day!"
Praise be to Black Star!
May the Black Star live forever!
The same scene is playing out simultaneously on many planets.
The news of the Sorokin's capture sparked jubilation, alarming not only civilized civilizations and interstellar citizens, but also certain secret organizations.
"The Sorokin is too cruel; I knew this day would come sooner or later."
" With the Sorokin gone, the Fallen Ark will also cease to exist. No one will continue to draw the fire of the Three Universal Civilizations for us, which is disadvantageous."
"Continue to keep a low profile and accumulate strength. We are not as flamboyant as the Sorokin, so we will not be targeted."
"Actually, this is also an opportunity. We can take over the legacy and subordinates of the Sorokin and expand our power."
"Yes, send people to the Central Galaxy. Many forces are eyeing this opportunity; we can't fall behind."
There are many ambitious organizations in the universe that belong to the same chaotic and evil camp. The disintegration of the Fallen Ark is a great event to celebrate for normal people, but for them, it is a gluttonous feast to divide up the assets of the Sorokin!
Outer space of Planet Aquamarine, the Floating Dragon Island.
Ames stood on the edge of the floating island, overlooking the panoramic view of Planet Aquamarine, starlight reflecting in her eyes.
Footsteps sounded behind her, getting closer and closer. Ames turned her head and saw Iso walking up beside her.
"Something terrible has happened." Iso shook his head. "The Sorokin has been captured by the Three Universal Civilizations."
"What's going on?" Ames raised an eyebrow.
"See for yourself."
Iso handed the communicator to Ames.
After glancing through it, Ames casually handed the communicator back to Iso and chuckled softly.
"He really can't stay still for a moment."
"Black Star has done something big again; he's getting more and more impressive," Iso with some emotion.
He had lived a long life and experienced the most insane era of the Sorokin, so he was very wary of Sorokin. He never expected that this guy would be defeated by a newly born Beyond Grade A.
Although it was a gang fight, he also saw Han Xiao's current connections and influence from the lineup of the three major civilizations and the Book Civilizations. Even when he was a member of the Ancient Ones, he probably didn't have such a Han Xiao.
"Yes, he's getting stronger and stronger."
Ames' smile vanished, and she suddenly fell silent. She still remembered fighting the Sorokin alongside Black Star. The Sorokin's power had left a deep impression on her, but now the Sorokin had fallen into Han Xiao's hands, and Han Xiao's strength had steadily surpassed hers.
Although she didn't deliberately pursue power, she still felt somewhat complicated seeing her former subordinates catch up with her.
She used to be high and mighty, but then Black Star reached Beyond Grade A and became her equal. Now, Black Star has surpassed her in status, power, influence, and personal strength, and has completed his comeback right under her nose.
Although her own strength has improved, it is largely due to the enhancements Black Star gave her using Evolution Cube.
Their positions have been reversed.
Ames stretched slightly, her tall figure relaxing, and let out a soft sigh of relief.
"I think I've been too lazy these past few years and haven't been exercising enough. It's time to find some time to have a proper fight with Black Star."
As the news spread throughout the universe, Han Xiao, who was on his way back, also received the long-awaited notification.
[You have gained 1 Legend Points]
[Universe Legend Points: Sorokin's Fall - The infamous "Lord of the Fallen Ark" and "Slaughterer of Living Beings," Sorokin for many years before finally being captured by Three Universal Civilizations. As a participant and leader, you are appreciated by countless races for your contributions, and they remember your name.]
"Universe-Level Legend Points? Wow, the infamy of the Sorokin is truly deeply ingrained." Han Xiao clicked his tongue in amazement.
As one of the ultimate bosses of the chaotic evil faction, the Sorokin is quite prestigious. Capturing him caused a sensation comparable to the Battle of Lighthouse Star, and his influence covered the entire universe, thus earning him the highest level of Legend Points.
After turning off the notification, Han Xiao opened the forum and saw that players were also discussing the Sorokin's Fall.
The prestige he gained from this incident seems to have also affected the players' experience.