The post about Calamity Grade Supers quickly gained popularity on the forums. As their strength continued to grow, the players gradually began to have thoughts about Calamity Grades. Now that someone had taken the lead to bring it up, the impulse of many players was triggered.
The last time a Calamity Grade was killed was in Version 3.0, and it was a group operation organized by the army. After that, the army did not organize any similar operations, so the forums were filled with people.
However, all the public stargates were closed to Beyond Grade A organizations. Due to the distance, most of the players expressed that they could not help. After all, most of them still had to take care of their own black markets. Furthermore, this was just a suggestion from a single player and not a large-scale mission. Thus, most of them were only willing to express their support on the forums.
However, there was still a portion of them who had a strong interest in this matter.
In the base, Jupiter turned off the private channel on his interface, turned around, and looked at the core members of the Guild of Gods. He nodded.
"I've already discussed with that player. Our guild will be in charge of this operation. The boss will be active in the Didora Star System in the Endless Nebula, which is not far from us. Coincidentally, many of our guild members are operating the black market nearby, so it's convenient to mobilize them."
Poseidon, the core member of the guild, wanted to say something but stopped. "This will affect the progress of many guild members in the black market, right? Furthermore, this is just a spontaneous operation. Is it worth it for us to make such a big fuss?"
Jupiter nodded. "Of course it's worth it! This is a good opportunity to make a name for ourselves. The club has not made any progress in the past few seasons. If we can make some achievements and increase the popularity of the club, everyone will get a bonus! "
The Guild of Gods was a professional guild under the Temple of Gods. Due to the poor performance of their team, the guild had not been doing well in the past few versions. Their reputation had been snatched away by Dynasty, Long Sky, and Rivervale.
However, as the versions changed, the foundations of the various guilds became stronger and stronger. Things that they did not dare to think about in the past were gradually becoming more and more ambitious. If they could kill a Calamity Grade, they would be able to return the favor to the club.
"Are you sure it will work? A Calamity Grade died in the hands of the players in Version 3.0. If it happens again, it shouldn't cause much of a stir." Poseidon hesitated.
"Stupid! How did that Atimo die in Version 3.0? That was a faction activity organized by the Black Star Corps. Too many people participated, and no one could become famous. However, if our guild kills a Calamity Grade on our own, will it be the same? This was a Guild First Kill! How popular! "Jupiter jabbed Poseidon's head with his finger and said in an exasperated tone.
Hearing this, the core members of the guild present deeply agreed.
Although the army had long ago allowed the players to kill a Calamity Grade Super, the significance of an independent guild first kill was different. It was definitely sensational.
The next level of honor would be the First Blood. However, everyone present knew that there was no one capable of such a feat among the current players.
"President, isn't this a little risky? Can our guild deal with a Calamity Grade Super?" Poseidon scratched his head.
"I can only give it a try. I think there's still hope. After all, it's not Version 3.0 anymore."
Jupiter said in a deep voice.
Back then, the army had created a deathmatch environment for Atimo. Hundreds of thousands of people had died and revived one after another. In the end, they had used the human wave tactic to deal with their opponent. After all, the difference between a Grade B and a Calamity Grade Super was far smaller than the difference between a Beyond Grade A and a Calamity Grade Super. The human wave tactic was still effective against a Calamity Grade Super.
As a guild, they naturally could not bring out so many people like the army. However, the average strength of the players was much higher than before. The average strength of the players was more than 30 levels higher than before. The elites of the guild were all at least Level 150 and could be considered Grade B veterans.
Furthermore, the Black Star Corps had been constantly updating their equipment technology. The weapons and equipment that the players were using now were also much stronger than in Version 3.0. They even had special trump cards such as the Evolution Badge, so their combat strength was very impressive.
With so many improvements, Jupiter felt that the guild should have the ability to kill a Calamity Grade Super by themselves. It was worth the gamble.
Hearing his explanation, the various core members of the various guilds were convinced. Instead, excitement filled their hearts as they rubbed their palms together, unable to wait any longer.
Although this was not a mission, their subjective initiative did not care about this.
Jupiter looked at everyone and said loudly, "Everyone, no objections.
"Since no one has any objections, let's go fight the boss now. Let's go!"
…
Endless Nebula, Didora Star System, Heavy Iron Guards' main base.
This was an enormous galactic fortress. It looked like a wooden base made of countless cuboids of various sizes. The structure was very neat and tidy, with clear edges and corners.
On the front armor of the galactic fortress was an enormous engraving that looked like a heavy armor helmet. This was the organization emblem of the Heavy Iron Guards.
The Heavy Iron Guards was a well-known civilian armed organization in the Didora Star System. Most of the members of the organization were Mechanical Pugilists. On the surface, they were a civilian armed organization, but it was said that their background was not ordinary. They had an unclear relationship with the Feeney Civilization that ruled this Star System.
The leader of this organization was Dafis, nicknamed 'Earth Core'. It was rumored that he was a pawn of the Feeney Civilization and did some shady work for them.
At this moment, in the leader's office in the main base, Dafis was talking with an important guest. They were chatting happily, and laughter could be heard in the room from time to time.
"… Haha, thank you for escorting this batch of goods personally. I've already asked someone to check them. The quality is not bad."
Dafis smiled, and his tone sounded very satisfied.
Opposite him was a man in a yellow robe. He also looked like a pangolin and was a Feeney Race member like Dafis. However, he had a large amount of mechanical prosthetics on his body. His electronic eyes were always glowing red, and his body sank deep into the sofa. He was shockingly heavy, and his organs and limbs were all replaced with mechanical prosthetics. His entire body was made of metal.
"That's for sure. When have we ever shipped you goods of poor quality? This batch of mechanical equipment is the latest military weapons made by the government. The military specially approved them for you. Others can't buy them even if they want to. "
This artificial spoke with a voice device in his throat, simulating a passionate tone.
He was an emissary of the Feeney Civilization and had always been the person in charge of contacting the Heavy Iron Guards on behalf of the upper echelons. The two sides did have a cooperative relationship, exchanging resources for Dafis.
The Feeney Civilization had a soft spot for mechanical prosthetics. It had always been a hot market for mechanical prosthetics. Almost everyone had been modified. Many civilians even only kept their biological brains and replaced their bodies with different types of mechanical equipment. Most of the Supers in the civilization were Mechanics, and Mechanical Pugilists were the main trend in the civilization.
"Don't worry. I know why you're here. Since I've taken your stuff, I'll naturally complete the mission." Dafis grinned and said, "I'm almost done with what you told me to do. According to the information you provided, I've already removed the spies the Beyond Grade A Association planted in the black markets in the nearby Star Zones. I'm only a few planets away."
"Oh? Many of these people are Immortals from the Black Star Corps. They can't be killed. Are you sure you've taken care of all of them? "
The emissary casually asked and took a sip from the cup on the table. The cup was filled with a black viscous liquid. This was a heavy metal drink specially made for the Artificials. It was broken down into different elements through a special digestive system, which was very nutritious for the Artificials.
"So what if they're Immortals? As long as we destroy the black market channels in their hands, they'll have to start all over again or leave with their tails between their legs."
Dafis did not think much of it.
The emissary put down the cup and asked curiously, "I heard from your subordinates that some of the Immortals you killed are going to take revenge on you. Aren't you afraid?"
"Do they have the ability? These people can't even withstand a single blow. They only dared to speak such arrogant words because they can't die. Otherwise, they would have been scared witless by me. If they dare to come for revenge, I'll kill them one by one. If two come, I'll kill a pair.
Dafis snorted. While expressing his disdain, there was also a hint of jealousy in his tone.
He was confident in his strength. Unless it was someone of the same level or a Beyond Grade A, he would not take them seriously. However, any Super would be jealous of the immortality of the players. He was no exception. He would be jealous just by looking at them, so he did not hold back.
It was precisely because he couldn't obtain it that he developed a different kind of resentment and contempt. He couldn't help but have a sour attitude of "what's so great about him".
"Then I'm relieved." The emissary nodded and said, "Anyway, this is the mission given by the three Universal Civilizations. It's better to be cautious. Plus, the black market is under our control and provides us with a lot of profit. The Beyond Grade A Association thinks they can just send a few people to take over our black market because they have the support of the black market manager. How ridiculous."
Some of the upper echelons of the Feeney Civilization were the protection of most of the black markets in this Star System, earning endless profits from them. However, the Beyond Grade A Association wanted to take over the black market, which blocked their way of making money.
At this juncture, the three Universal Civilizations had talked to many Star System civilizations, hoping that they would cooperate with them to take down the association's people in the black market. The Feeney Civilization was one of the people they talked to.
The Endless Nebula was very far away from the Shattered Star Ring. No matter how strong the Black Star Corps was, they could not reach it. Plus, they were a Star System civilization and were protected by the 'Peace Treaty'. Hugging the thighs of the three Universal Civilizations would bring more benefits than sucking up to the Beyond Grade A Association. Therefore, the Feeney Civilization decided to support the three Universal Civilizations and let Dafis eliminate the team the association sent to take over the black market, killing two birds with one stone.
"With me here, they won't succeed."
Dafis waved his hands casually. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice.
"Don't forget the benefits you'll give me after this is done …"
The emissary chuckled and said, "Don't worry. We've worked together for so long, and the upper echelons don't want to go back on their word. As long as you can do this well, not only will the upper echelons support your continued expansion, but they're also willing to let you become one of the controllers of this black market. You'll get your share of the black market profits as promised."
"Of course, I trust you."
Dafis smiled with satisfaction.
He risked offending the Black Star Corps to do the dirty work for the civilization. Of course, it was for his own benefits. If the benefits were not big enough, he would not risk his life.
Due to the Feeney Civilization's penchant for cloaking, the annual profits of smuggling machinery products in the black market in this area were astronomical. Dafis had been drooling over this for a long time. Now, as long as he eliminated the spies planted by outsiders, he would be able to get a share of this huge cake. To him, this was the best opportunity.
Thinking of the huge profits in the future, enough for him to swim in cash, Dafis was overjoyed. He felt his nerve cells become much more active.
However, at this time, something unexpected happened!
Boom!
An explosive sound suddenly sounded in the base. The two of them felt an obvious tremor at the same time. The cup on the table shook and fell to the ground. The heavy metal drink spilled all over the floor like a puddle of black engine oil.
Immediately after, the ear-piercing siren sounded, and the warning lights lit up, dyeing the room red.
"What's going on?"
Dafis suddenly stood up, summoned his adjutant, and yelled.
"Boss, the base was bombed just now. The enemy's cannons are too powerful. A few cracks appeared on the protective shield. Someone has already broken into the base. The artificial intelligence center is mobilizing the defense forces to fight the enemy!" the adjutant quickly replied.
"Someone dares to attack my base? Who's the enemy? Is there a Calamity Grade? "Dafis was shocked and furious.
"I — I don't know. The enemy's spaceship erased the organization's mark, but I didn't detect any Calamity Grade energy source …"
"Without a Calamity Grade Super, you dare to attack my base?"
Dafis was furious. He pushed the adjutant away and pretended to leave the room.
This time, the emissary was a little worried and could not help but ask, "Should I hide for a while?"
"What's there to be afraid of? I'll be back in a while."
Dafis did not even turn back and walked out with large strides.
Just as the adjutant was about to follow, the emissary grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
He turned back and heard the emissary speak.
"Erm … I think I should hide for a while. Do you have a safe house here?"
…
At the same time, more than ten pitch-black battleships floated outside the base and fired nonstop.
Rumble!!
Dark red beams from the battleship cannons landed on the protective shield of the Heavy Iron Guards' base, causing cracks to appear on it.
Charge cabins and airdrop cabins were constantly shot out from the belly of the battleships. One end was a thruster, and the other was a high-speed drill. They were covered in a shield and smashed into the surface of the base through the cracks. Some were shattered in midair by the base's defense cannons, and some successfully passed through the barrage of bullets and pierced into the base's armor, leaving behind holes.
"Continue with the rest! All those who land on the enemy's base, remember to tie the resurrection flag to a fixed point immediately! "
In the command room of the main battleship, Jupiter commanded loudly. He was so emotional that his saliva was flying everywhere.
The members of this fleet were all players from the Guild of Gods. They had spent a lot of time to gather in secret. After investigating the intelligence, they charged toward Dafis' base.
In order to kill a Calamity Grade Super, the Guild of Gods had invested a lot. These battleships were all purchased by the guild and equipped with a large number of war weapons. Although there were not many battleships, the technology on the ships was very advanced, and they were all the best products of the army. Dealing with a civilian armed organization was a huge blow.
At this moment, the guild channel was extremely lively. Messages flooded the screen like crazy.
"Nice, I'm going in!"
"Those at the back, airdrop quickly. The enemy's reinforcements are here."
"Mages and Psychics, control the field. Give the Mechanics a chance to set up the field!"
"Don't waste energy on the small monsters. Force the boss out first!"
In the base, the players who had already landed started a massacre. They were all Grade B Supers, and they killed a large number of guards like cutting vegetables.
At this moment, an aura quickly approached.
With a loud boom, the metal wall on one side opened up, and Dafis charged in with his heavy axe.
Dafis looked at the enemies in the field, and his eyes locked onto the Army Commander's Big PP. He had an impression of this guy who had died ten times in a row by his hands. He was instantly enraged.
"It's you?"
The Army Commander's Big PP smashed a Grade C Mechanical Pugilist into pieces with a single cannon. He turned around and grinned.
"Are you surprised? You're out to make a living. If you say you're going to call a truckload of bread men, you're going to call a truckload of bread men! "
Without waiting for Dafis to reply, the Army Commander's Big PP pointed his gun at him and yelled,
"Brothers, it's him. Get him!"
The next moment, everyone's eyes landed on Dafis, and the excitement of seeing prey burned in their eyes.
Even though Dafis had been through hundreds of battles, being stared at by a bunch of Grade B Supers still made him shudder instinctively.
However, right after that, his anger suddenly swelled. He raised his mechanical axe and charged into the battle. With a powerful swing of his axe, he sent two players in front of him flying.
"You're … courting death!"
On the players' side, they said almost at the same time.
"Main tanks! Go! "
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