Ork Transcendent System, head-on battle

Meng Yuemei used her martial arts knowledge to examine the inside of these fruits and discovered that there was an extremely chaotic cluster of energy gathering inside them.

She then relayed a message through the team's communication channel. "These fungal plants should be the main food source for those orcs now. Collect some and bring them back up."

The few technical monks left behind immediately and carefully picked and dug up these plants, transporting them back to the warship for analysis and research via small unmanned aerial vehicles.

As the group continued downwards, they encountered more and more fungal plants with diverse uses.

Some grow into large trees with extremely hard wood, Dharma Manifestation even ordinary steel; others resemble explosives, their explosive energy possessing a strong corrosive effect, capable of causing slight corrosion even to those wearing power armor.

The deeper Meng Yuemei's team went, the heavier their hearts became. She said into the communication channel, "These orcs are progressing too fast."

One team member who had read the related fantasy stories said, "They seem to be gradually adapting to the rules of our world and developing their own unique Transcendent System. We must accelerate the interruption of their development process."

A thousand meters underground, a tribal chief wearing a massive 10-meter-tall powered mech sat on a huge throne, surrounded by a powerful force field, with green collective Psionics flowing through his enormous body.

The sorcerer standing nearby reported on recent developments, a glint of intelligence flashing in his eyes.

The sorcerer boy's voice was deep and hoarse as he said, "Boss, so far, we've developed corresponding sub-classes such as Alchemist Boy, Green Farmer Orc, Refined Fart Elf, and Super-Large Burrowing Squig."

"If we continue to intensify the sacrifices and summon Mork a month later, I believe we will be granted even more powerful forces. If we develop like this for several hundred years, we might even be able to put up a fight against the powerful warships that defeated our main fleet."

As the tribal chief listened to these words, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. Recalling the battles he had faced in this universe, a deep fear welled up within him.

Although these orcs who entered the planet early did not witness the scene of Warlord being killed by the enemy, the upheaval of the Waaagh! collective mental field collapsing like a tsunami after Warlord's death still left a very deep impression on their memories.

However, he quickly put these thoughts aside, feeling the unparalleled power within his massive body and the ever-increasing wisdom bestowed upon him by his Psionics, which strengthened his confidence in facing powerful enemies.

In their original universe, his current strength was enough to make him a powerful legendary warlord who ruled over countless tribes. Now, having gained such power in just a few years, he couldn't help but imagine the scene of ruling a vast orc empire in the future.

Suddenly, a large number of gaps and disturbances appeared on the outer edge of the collective psychic field. This phenomenon only occurs when a green-skinned orc of the level of Orc Boy or higher dies, and it also indicates that a large number of enemies have invaded the cave.

Having understood this, the tribal chief suddenly stood up, and every move he made made the largest cave space tremble precariously.

The fierce glint in its eyes and the thirst for battle in its bloodline overcame the wisdom that was originally born from the convergence of its extraordinary power and Spirituality.

"Waaagh!~~"

A powerful roar of Psionics echoed throughout the entire tribe; it was the war signal issued by the tribe's leader.

In the other cave spaces connecting to the main cave, some of the orc boys stopped their regular battles, while others stopped researching and assembling weapons. They picked up the powerful power warhammers and power claws made by the alchemy boys, and roared as they excitedly and bloodthirstily charged toward the direction where the collective mental field was missing.

"Gork ~~ Mork ~~"

Battle cries and the sounds of charging echoed throughout the entire underground space.

Such a commotion was naturally noticed by the company members wearing individual power armor.

The company's war intelligence agent issues early warnings and tactical instructions.

Unlike ancient generals who led soldiers into battle or served as commanders and reassurance, the Federation's new superhuman combat groups have abandoned the traditional leadership model. Instead, they combine collective and individual AI agents to develop tactical and strategic plans tailored to the specific circumstances of each soldier.

The company commander, as the highest combatant of the entire company, is responsible for intercepting any powerful superhuman individuals that may exist on the other side, minimizing the need for overwhelming numbers to achieve strategic objectives.

Ultimately, it represents an evolution from a collective combat model to a squad-based special operations model, and environments like caves further maximize the flexibility and professionalism of this special operations model.

In the main cave, Mo Yuemei's main force team, for some unknown reason, had never encountered those orc lads, at most some weak units like the Pixies.

However, the large-scale encirclement and invasion has alarmed the entire orc tribe, and given the size of this main cave, it will likely face the most enemy attacks.

As expected, after the orc tribe was alerted, they immediately set up several magic traps in front of the cave, and then the sound of a massive army marching came from the depths of the cave.

The entire main force of 100 men felt the tremors inside the cave caused by the orcs' charge. Stones of varying sizes shifted, some fungal plants even shrank, and the woody roots and leaves around them adopted a defensive posture.

First to arrive was an orc boy, about 5 meters tall, wearing large, heavy power armor.

As he ran, deep footprints were compressed into the originally hard cave floor, and the power axe and power claws in his hands hummed, generating a powerful disintegration field.

The hundred-person team hidden on both sides of the cave was slightly surprised by this situation, but as Martial Dao System artists with a long history of battles, they were naturally not intimidated by this display of strength.

The next moment, these elite orc warriors, who were charging ahead and wearing power armor, immediately triggered the traps that had been installed in the passage.

Terrifyingly hot flames erupted from the ground, while powerful lightning bolts swept down from above.

The seven or eight elite orc warriors who were still arrogantly shouting for battle had their power armor immediately melted by the high temperature and their electronic devices short-circuited.

The power armor, which was already cobbled together, was instantly rendered unusable. Its enormous weight weighed down on them, causing their initial charge to stall.

Even though the ordinary orc boys following behind braked quickly, a stampede still occurred.

The next moment, Mo Yuemei's voice rang out from the communication channel throughout the entire squad. "Launch a ranged attack!"

Countless attacks were unleashed, but the most dazzling was naturally Mo Yuemei's own [Space-Piercing Destruction Bow], with arrows imbued with Shattering True Intent true essence shooting out rapidly.