Xia Fei the Conqueror
As Daimu spoke, he kowtowed on the ground, begging Xia Fei not to harm his people. He was blind, so he had no idea where Xia Fei was, so he could only kneel on the ground.
Daimu took a few steps to the left of the command deck, where a flat metal floor was. "Venerable One, I'm telling the truth. Entering the ancestral ship requires the chiefs of the eight major Tulon tribes, each holding a black crystal, to use their ability to replenish the ship's energy. I'm willing to gather the chiefs of the other seven tribes and open the ancestral ship so that you can see that living insectoid brain."
His words were extremely humble, and his attitude was unquestionable. After all, he was an old man, and anyone would find him pitiful when he begged in such a humble manner. However, no one noticed that Daimu's lips were curling up in a strange smile.
His right hand was pressed against a protruding metal button on the floor, and his entire body was prostrated on the ground.
This small action of his might be able to fool others, but it could not fool Xia Fei's eyes, which had cultivated the Beast Spirit Codex.
Xia Fei smiled. Using Breath Control, he quietly moved to Daimu's side and waited for things to develop.
Daimu wept bitterly in repentance as he sniffed around. Alas, Xia Fei's Breath Control could not only hide his aura, but it could also completely hide his scent. Otherwise, just the smell of tobacco on his body would have exposed him.
Daimu hardened his heart and pressed his palm against the mechanism!
The floor, which was about two square meters in size, suddenly caved in. Daimu fell with it! At the same time, the only door leading to the command deck was sealed shut by an alloy plate falling from above! It turned out that he was trying to trap Xia Fei with this trick!
* Bang! *
Daimu's body landed heavily on the ground, and he gritted his teeth in pain. The alloy plate above had already sealed the entrance shut. Most warriors would find it very difficult to break through such a sturdy metal plate, and if Xia Fei had really been trapped inside, he would have been in no small trouble.
Daimu had miscalculated. The moment he landed, Xia Fei landed lightly two or three meters away from him, his movements light and silent.
Daimu used his sharp nose to sniff the surroundings. Feeling that it was safe, he straightened up and coldly snorted. "Hmph! My dear Venerable Xia, has no one ever told you that the Tulon Tribe is not trustworthy? "
Looking at his complacent expression, he had the attitude of a victor.
Xia Fei shook his head and sighed. "I wouldn't have known if you hadn't told me, but now I know."
Daimu's face was a spectacular sight. His smile froze for a moment before slowly turning into a wail. His face was already green, and Xia Fei's provocation made it even greener.
…
Two thousand lives, two thousand of the most elite warriors of the Tulon race. This was the result of Daimu's attack on Xia Fei. The bright red color made the withered grass even more beautiful, but the stench of death in the air was nauseating.
"Venerable One, didn't you say that we'll kill a thousand clansmen if we attack you again? Why did you take the lives of two thousand of my subordinates? "Daimu said with a sullen expression, his voice beginning to tremble.
"The patriarch made a mistake, so the punishment will be doubled!" Xia Fei coldly said.
Phantom shrugged. This time, he did not plead for mercy on behalf of these little green beings. Reality had proven that the Tulon race was an evil race. They were cunning and fickle, and there was no such thing as trustworthiness.
Phantom had no better way to deal with this group of sapient lifeforms than to massacre them. However, the frequency and extent of Xia Fei's killings had left Phantom with some criticism. For some reason, ever since Xia Fei returned from the Death Tri-region for the second time, he had become more bloodthirsty. Perhaps only Xia Fei himself had not realized this.
Xia Fei had never shown mercy to his enemies, but this time was different. Perhaps it was because Avril's matter had irritated him, so every time he attacked, he would leave a trail of corpses.
"You still have one more chance to attack, but if you fail, I'll wipe out your entire race," Xia Fei indifferently said.
Daimu was startled, and then his entire body sagged like a deflated balloon. In front of Xia Fei's frenzied massacre, he had long ago lost the last of his courage.
"I'm going to find the leaders of the other seven tribes and then open up your ancestor's ship."
Daimu nodded, unable to say a word.
…
Daimu and a Tulon called Murimu were loaded into the Impaler by Xia Fei, and they flew toward the plains to the west.
The little robot Lil Pea didn't know who the two aliens were, so she served them drinks and food enthusiastically. Murimu looked at Lil Pea, who had a high degree of artificial intelligence, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak. A machine could think like an intelligent life? To the backward Tulons, this was no less than a miracle!
"Fly past this snowy mountain and you'll reach another Tulon settlement. Their chief is called Yaimu," Murimu said.
Xia Fei pursed his lips, thinking that these Tulons really had strange names. How did they end up fighting with Yaimu?
In the distance, he could see a large group of tents at the foot of the mountain, as well as a few stone houses. Compared to Daimu's tribe, this tribe had more people, and they had more tents.
The Impaler swooped down from the sky, emitting an ear-piercing sonic boom. Although it was not winter, there was still a large amount of snow on the mountaintop, and the airflow caused by the Impaler triggered a small-scale avalanche that engulfed a third of the camp in an instant.
The Tulons stared at the sky in fear. Warships and avalanches. In the eyes of the superstitious Tulons, all of this was like a punishment from the heavens, but the consequences of this punishment were a little too severe.
Murimu was tongue-tied and speechless. It was obvious that Xia Fei had intentionally caused this avalanche. Murimu began to rejoice that his tribe did not suffer the same fate as Xia Fei. In comparison, losing two thousand one hundred people and over ten thousand buried under the snow was already considered very fortunate.
The Impaler slowly landed, and Xia Fei disembarked with a cold expression.
"Call your chief, Yaimu, out!" Xia Fei shouted.
Several reckless Tulon warriors stealthily approached Xia Fei, wielding those laser-shooting spears as if they wanted to launch a sneak attack on Xia Fei.
Xia Fei's lips curled into a ruthless smile, and with a light tap of his foot, he arrived next to a Tulon warrior. His left hand grabbed the warrior's neck while his right hand exerted a little force.
* Crack! *
The warrior's neck was instantly broken, and his body drooped down like a roast duck, his green tongue sticking out.
Three or four warriors saw that their comrade had died and angrily lunged at Xia Fei, yelling and screaming. Xia Fei's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, there were several more corpses on the ground, all of them in the same state of death.
No one could clearly see how Xia Fei had attacked. In front of a top-class ability user with a speed of over ten thousand meters per second, any attack appeared to be so weak.
* Crack! Crack! *
In order to completely intimidate these Tulons, Xia Fei did not use any weapons, leaving behind a trail of corpses with their necks broken. Wherever he went, corpses littered the ground.
The Tulons submitted. In front of such powerful martial prowess and bloody slaughter, it was very difficult for anyone to persevere. Xia Fei was like a god of death, invading their camp as if there was no one there!
The first to kneel were some of the warriors. They prostrated themselves on the ground and spoke words of humility, but Xia Fei was unmoved. He knew that the Tulons were not a race that could be trusted. Anyone who tried anything funny would be killed without mercy!
When the number of corpses on the ground exceeded a thousand, the tribal chief Yaimu's fragile mind could no longer take it. He took a few steps out of the tent and led his tribesmen to kneel at Xia Fei's feet.
"Venerable sir, Yaimu, one of the eight chiefs of the Tulon tribe, kowtows to you. I only beg that you spare my pitiful tribesmen," Yaimu said shakily, two lines of tears flowing down from the corner of his eyes.
Xia Fei walked up to him and asked in a deep voice, "You're Yaimu?"
"Yes, venerable sir."
"Come with me now. Take your black crystal with you!"
…
Many, many years later, the legend of Xia Fei, the Conqueror, would still be passed down on the planet where the Tulons lived. It was said that this fiendish character had descended from the sky in a steel warship and killed a hundred thousand Tulons in a single day, conquering the eight major tribes and becoming the ruler of the entire planet. Everyone had to prostrate themselves at his feet, and the slightest carelessness would spell disaster.
Xia Fei, the Conqueror, had used a very simple method: slaughter. Only the most shocking and insane slaughter could make this evil race submit. When the corpses filled the entire Latus Valley, even the strongest warrior could not help but cry.
Whenever a child refused to sleep, his parents would scare him that Xia Fei, the Conqueror, had returned, and the frightened child would obediently burrow into his bed, praying that Xia Fei, the Conqueror, would not descend.
Of course, this was all in the future.
However, the fact that the eight Tulon chieftains were trembling as they stood in a row, waiting for Xia Fei's orders was undeniable. It was not hard to see the fear in their eyes, and even if it was not obvious, one could also see their wet pants.
Xia Fei pointed at the towering mountain in front of him and coldly asked, "Is this the ninth warship that the ancestors of the Tulons rode on? There's even a living insectoid cerebrum inside? "
The eight tribal chiefs repeatedly nodded in agreement. Xia Fei took a closer look. From the size of the mountain, it should be a top-tier warship that was no smaller than a capital ship. Due to the passage of time, the warship had long been petrified, and its original appearance could no longer be seen. However, its massive size was still there, and it still had some of its former glory.
"Come, open the entrance. I want to see that living insectoid cerebrum," Xia Fei ordered in a deep voice.
Eight depressions could be vaguely seen on the mountain wall, and they were neatly arranged in a circle. The tribal chiefs placed the eight black crystals into the depressions, and everyone activated their energy ability, pouring their energy into them.
The mountain wall rumbled as it moved to the sides, revealing a deep and dark passageway.
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