In a small-scale ground war without the participation of Calamity Grade Supers, thousands of Grade B players were more than enough to determine the direction of the battle.
Although the resource base of the Ursa Civilization had four to five times the number of Supers and a large number of defensive measures, in front of the self-destructing players, these were nothing more than sacrifices to the art. They would all walk toward the end of their physical and spiritual lives in the dazzling light and heat, finally fusing together into one.
Extreme Distortion and Self-Destruct Tactics were the two greatest killing moves of the players. In the eyes of these players, life was nothing more than a momentary burst of brilliance. It was as if they had transformed into matchsticks, burning themselves and warming the masses (referring to the explosion). It was so great that it made people cry (referring to the enemy).
With the overwhelming number of B Rank combatants and the help of the New Moon Financial Group's troops, there was no suspense in the battle. The resource base was quickly captured by the players, and Hundejab and a portion of the officers left behind in the base were captured alive.
At this time, the base was filled with traces of explosions, and the ground and buildings were charred black. Some of the players from the New Moon Financial Group and the guilds were cleaning up the battlefield and counting the spoils of war. In the square of the base, Hundejab and the other captives were squatting there with their hands on their heads, their faces ashen as they were surrounded by a group of players.
The vice-captain of the Rivervale team, Evil Sword, turned around and looked at Mad Blade, eager to give it a try. "How is it? Do you want to get rid of all these people?"
"Hmm …" Mad Blade pondered. "Let me think about it."
The joint forces of these few guilds had split up to attack different resource bases, and this side was led by Mad Blade's Rivervale team.
During the battle, there was no time to care about taking heads, but now that the enemies were dealt with, it was the pro players' turn to eat the experience. Providing resources for the pro players was one of the missions of the guilds.
Maple Moon glanced at Hundejab and the others, blinking her eyes. "Why don't you ask for their names first and let me see if I can trigger a mission?"
Hearing this, Mad Blade and the other pro players did not have any objections.
Seeing this, Maple Moon walked up to the group of captives and asked, "Who is the officer here?"
The crowd was in an uproar, and many of them were hesitant about whether to betray their superior. However, Hundejab took the initiative to speak, gritting his teeth. "I am the person in charge of this base. Hundejab, are you mercenaries of the New Moon Financial Group? Where did he come from?! "
Even now, the shock in his heart had yet to subside. This was more than a thousand Grade B Supers! Where did it come from?! How could he possibly be a nobody in the mercenary world? How could he possibly be an unknown person?
Maple Moon smiled in her heart and pretended to be expressionless. "We are the Guild of Rivervale. Previously, we were the Immortals of the Black Star Corps. Currently, we are an affiliated armed organization under the army."
Kacha!
This news was like a bolt from the blue. Hundejab was dumbfounded, his face full of disbelief. He had never expected to hear the name 'Black Star' from these people.
The New Moon Financial Group actually got in touch with the Black Star Corps?!
Hundejabu's face was full of shock and his mind was in chaos. The anger in his heart dissipated at this moment, leaving behind only panic.
His first reaction was also disbelief, but when he thought of the abnormal situation on the battlefield just now, he suddenly understood.
No wonder it seemed that some enemies had clearly died but reappeared. He did not understand at first, but now he understood. It turned out that they were the famous Black Star Corps Immortals. This meant that the origin of this group of people was real!
"You, you guys …"
Facing Black Star's forces, Hundejabu could not get up. The confidence that a Star System civilization gave him was all gone.
Even he had such a listless appearance, and the other captives were even trembling from head to toe. They were shocked to the extreme.
Maple Moon thought about it and felt that she had to take the initiative to trigger the mission. She asked, "Do you have anything you want us to do?"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned and immediately fell into despair.
It's over. She's asking us if we have any last wishes!
Sensing the atmosphere full of fear, Hundejabu gritted his teeth, turned around, and shouted, "No one is allowed to beg for mercy. As soldiers, dying in battle is our glory!"
When he was defeated, he was already mentally prepared to sacrifice himself, and now, he had recovered.
Maple Moon scratched her head and sincerely said, "Beg me. Maybe we'll let you go if you beg."
"Dream on! Even if I die, I won't let you play with me! "
"Uh … You really don't want to fight for it? Maybe we can succeed."
"Demon! Demon! You're delusional! "
A scene that stunned the people of the New Moon Financial Group appeared on the battlefield. They saw the captives begging for death with incomparable firmness, while the captives were trying to persuade them.
However, at this moment, the people of the New Moon Financial Group saw the strong hesitation and struggle on the faces of many of the captives. They suddenly trembled, thinking that they had guessed the intentions of this group of Immortals.
'I understand, they're trying to divide the enemy … What a terrifying group of people!'
Not everyone was as unyielding as Hundejabu. Soon, someone stood up and took the initiative to beg for mercy under Hundejabu's angry gaze.
Maple Moon looked at the interface and saw that a mission had indeed popped up. The format was [XX's Plea for Mercy], and the condition was that they would receive a small amount of experience if they let them go. She turned to Mad Blade and asked, "Do you want to do this mission?"
"Although the experience is a little low, a mosquito is still meat. Let's do it." Mad Blade nodded.
Hearing this, Maple Moon had the people begging for mercy kneel to the side. Seeing that someone had taken the lead, many of the hesitant captives also rushed to beg for mercy.
Some could trigger the mission, while others could not. The players picked and chose the captives as if they were buying groceries in the market, dividing them into two groups.
"The rest don't have a mission. Let's do it."
Without hesitation, the players turned into executioners and killed off Hundejabu and the other stubborn captives. Although most of them were weak, they had the bonus of killing enemies, which gave them quite a bit of experience. Moreover, they could also increase the mission rating on Planet Harker.
"Too cruel …" The spectating New Moon Financial Group members couldn't help but avoid the players' eyes, nervously swallowing their saliva.
If it were them, they wouldn't have dared to anger the Ursa Minor civilization. They might have just let the captives go, but these Black Star Corps members were so cruel, killing without batting an eyelid.
The Black Star Corps members were indeed dangerous people!
The captives who were begging for mercy trembled in fear as they watched this scene. Mad Blade let them leave as they pleased. Only then did these captives feel as if they had been pardoned and scrambled to leave the base.
At this moment, Mad Blade and the other pro players suddenly paused and looked at the interface.
The moment these captives stepped out of the base, the small missions for begging for mercy had all been completed.
"Is the completion rating so easy? Well, it's just a small mission that gives around 10,000 experience. "Mad Blade scratched his head in confusion. He turned to look at the other players, exchanged a glance, and nodded.
Three minutes later.
The captives who had been released once again squatted down in the square, their faces full of confusion.
Release us, then capture us again. What's the meaning of this?
"Let's try again." Maple Moon coughed. "Anyone else wants to beg for mercy? We'll let you go."
Her tone was clearly sincere, but in the ears of the captives, it sounded like sarcasm. Many of them flew into a rage.
So they really were messing with us!
Can't you just give us a quick death?
A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated. If I had known earlier, I would have died with dignity on the spot with Hundejab!
Most of the captives remained silent, but a small number of them broke the bottom line once, and they begged for mercy again with hope. However, this time, no mission popped up on the player interface.
"It seems that this kind of mission can only be triggered once. It can't be repeated." Evil Sword shook his head, somewhat regretful.
"I thought of that a long time ago. It'd be strange if it could be repeated." Maple Moon rolled her eyes.
Mad Blade sighed helplessly and pulled out his bloodstained alloy blade. "Since it's like this, then there's no other way."
Thirty seconds later, a fresh batch of corpses appeared on the ground.
As for the professional executioners, they patted their buttocks and joined the ranks to clean up the battlefield.
Only the members of the New Moon Financial Group were left. After watching the whole process of 'torturing and killing the captives', their eyes were filled with fear, and their hearts were cold. Their bodies were frozen.
Giving people hope and then shattering it, making the enemy feel even deeper despair. These people were too ruthless!
Everyone shivered, looked at each other, and came to a consensus.
They absolutely could not provoke these people. They were a bunch of devils!
…
Several guilds attacked a few resource bases separately, and all of them were victorious. Such a result immediately made the other six organizations on Planet Harker furious. They hurriedly inquired about the background of the strong reinforcements that the New Moon Financial Group had invited.
Since the attack was successful, there was no need to keep it a secret. The background of the players quickly spread, and after verifying it, the other organizations were all shocked.
Black Star Corps? Damn it, they could not afford to provoke them!
Furthermore, not only was their background scary, but the strength of these Immortals was even more terrifying. With more than five thousand Grade B Supers, they could do whatever they wanted on Planet Harker!
As soon as the news spread out, coupled with the valiant battle record, three organizations immediately retreated. Feeling that there was no hope, they retreated without hesitation, reclaiming their resource bases and giving up on Planet Harker. They were directly scared off by the army's name.
The remaining three forces were two Star System Civilizations and one financial group. They were unwilling to give up on Planet Harker and quickly responded. They reduced their bases, retracted their forces, and prepared for the upcoming battle as if they were facing a great enemy.
However, the players did not immediately take action. Instead, with the help of the New Moon Financial Group, they occupied a few resource bases and resumed their harvesting work.
In the largest base, the backbone of Long Sky, Rivervale, Storm, and the other guilds stood in front of the warehouse, watching batch after batch of resources being sent in by transport vehicles. Everyone's eyes turned into Enas symbols.
"This is an endless gold mine!" Jade Green Sky's face was filled with joy. "Our guild has another stable source of income. Our financial situation is even better now."
"Looks like this is the right way to play." Hao Tian nodded and calculated in his heart how much combat equipment and items could be exchanged for in one day.
Everyone was overjoyed. Most of the army players were very passionate about making money.
There was nothing he could do about it. Although the items in the army were cheap and good, the subsequent costs were also high. Weapons needed to be strengthened, mechanical suits needed to be repaired, ammunition needed to be replenished, Evolution Badges needed to be recharged, spaceships needed to be bought, and equipment needed to be replaced … Just like that, it was all white Enas!
Their wallets were all sucked dry by this b * tch from the Black Star Army Logistics Department. The army players lacked nothing but money!
Now that the guilds had chosen a location to build their headquarters in the army's territory, these core members came from the competition zone to build a bridgehead while doing missions to grow and earn money.
In the eyes of the guild players, a bright future seemed to be waving at them.
…
Long Sky and the other guilds built a stronghold on Planet Harker, and the guilds of the other army players also found different opportunities and started to expand in the Emerald Star Cluster.
After Planet Phiri was destroyed, Hella found another planet as a stronghold and also participated in the wave of free exploration. Now, most people were eagerly opening up maps to occupy mines, and Gorután did not have the time to care about Hella for the time being.
The forces of the affiliated player guilds of the army slowly spread in the Emerald Star Cluster. Now that the Black Star Corps' actions had attracted a lot of attention, this movement was also noticed by many organizations.
Many organizations were curious about the situation of the Immortals turning into semi-independent affiliated organizations. They did not know what Black Star was thinking and just watched silently.
As the various Chinese guilds gradually built their strongholds in the free competition zone, the first batch of foreign players finally came to the Flickering World after a long journey. They were the Blackhole Edge players from Southeast Asia.
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(I was delayed by the match today, so it was a little short. Ah Lian, it was not easy. Tears flowed down (; ′??) Д?? `)
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