King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 946 - 946 934 Suggestion - Please Leave a Will

Chapter 946: Chapter 934: Suggestion – Please Leave a Will! Chapter 946: Chapter 934: Suggestion – Please Leave a Will! “Bradley, what did you get from your trade with the extraterrestrials this time? Why so secretive?”

Within a group that had just emerged from the Earth Star Civilization’s Forward Base, a Yikong person curiously gazed at his companion.

“Hehe, I prepared some gifts for my son; he’s about to come of age.” Bradley replied with a simple laugh upon being asked by his partner.

“What gifts? Wrapped so tightly?” The companion looked curiously at the package on Bradley’s back.

“Nothing much, just some ordinary toys!” Bradley chuckled dryly, reaching to touch the animal skin package behind him, which contained the items he’d traded for with the exotic people using his many years’ worth of hunting earnings.

Soon, the group returned to their tribe, and when Bradley climbed up to the treehouse to find his son, he discovered the boy diligently practicing with blow darts.

“Father, you’re back!” The Yikong youth practicing blow darts looked excitedly at his father, knowing the purpose behind his father’s trip to the base of the exotic people—to get what he had long awaited.

“Xin, I’m back!” Bradley laughed when he saw that expectant look in his son’s eyes, then took off the package he carried on his back, opened it, and revealed a shiny silver sniper rifle!

“White Eagle VI Sniper Rifle!” The sight of the sniper rifle uncovered from his father’s bundle sparked excitement in the Yikong youth Xin’s eyes.

Because their proximity to the base of the exotic people was close, they were quite familiar with the weapons used by the exotic people. The power of the various firearms used by their soldiers was particularly envied by the Yikong people, who then inquired if they could trade for these powerful firearms.

After some discussion by the Earth Star Civilization, they ultimately agreed to sell these firearms to the Yikong people, realizing that as long as the Yikong purchased their guns, they could continuously benefit.

One must know that bullets for firearms run out, and firearms, too, will wear out after many uses—these are the opportunities for a second and third trade.

The Yikong people lack the industrial base to manufacture bullets compatible with these firearms, and they lack the technology to repair the firearms when they suffer destructive wear and tear.

Moreover, it’s exceedingly simple to install harmless little tricks in these firearms, which do not affect normal use, when they’re trading them to the Yikong people.

Through selling bullets and repairing firearms, the Earth Star Civilization can continuously bleed resources from the Yikong civilization.

“Father, how many bullets did you buy?” The Yikong youth Xin asked the most critical question—without bullets, a firearm was just a stick for a fire, or less than that, even.

“500,” Bradley scratched his head, a bit embarrassed, knowing that just getting used to the gun would likely consume more than half of the bullets, and what remained wouldn’t be enough for actual use.

“That’s a little bit few!” A look of distress crossed the face of the Yikong youth Xin, but quickly an incredibly optimistic smile appeared, “But it doesn’t matter, 500 is enough. Once I get to know the White Eagle, I can go hunting and exchange the prey with those foreigners for White Eagle bullets.”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The youth Xin, holding the nearly two meters long silver sniper rifle, exploded the stones his father threw into the air one after another. Each adult Yikong was a skilled hunter, and for a hunter, shooting was an essential skill to master.

So after a very brief period of acclimatization shooting, Xin was able to hit his target nine out of ten times within a kilometer. This was an innate talent of the Yikong people, somewhat similar to the Elf Race of the Erathia World.

“Father, I can now go hunting with you with the White Eagle.” After using almost half of the bullets his father had bought from the base, the young Xin excitedly said to his father.

“Haha.” Hearing his son’s words, the adult Yikong too laughed heartily.

“Father, look, is that a battleship from the foreigners?” Just then, the youth who was holding his sniper rifle and laughing heartily suddenly pointed in surprise at something behind his father.

“Hmm?” Hearing his son’s words, Adeli turned his head in surprise and saw seven battleships, each nearly 50 meters long, hovering above their tribe.

“Why are the exotic people’s spaceships over here? What do they want to do?”

The Yikong person furrowed his brows, feeling uneasy. Even in their primitive society, due to their partnership with flying creatures, they had a sense of air supremacy.

But this father-son duo soon understood why the exotic people’s spaceships had come to hover above their tribal territory.

Boom!

The light pillar, scorching to a reddish hue, shot out from the spaceship and struck the tribe directly. Just in a flash, the violent sounds of explosions erupted, and then the ground began to shake lightly.

“Exotic people, what are they doing?” As he watched the scene before him unfold like Hell itself, Bradley’s body trembled slightly. Even if his mind was simple and unenlightened, he knew that the Exotic people were doing something very bad to his tribe; they were attacking it.

“Father, they are attacking our tribe!” The young Xin, holding a sniper rifle, watched as trees fell and flames burned, black smoke billowing from the scene of destruction. His eyes began to redden with blood as he raised the sniper rifle, aimed at the spaceship of the Exotic people, and, without a second thought, pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The sniper rifle, which had already fired 247 bullets, suddenly malfunctioned at this moment. The pale blue energy patterns on the body of the gun turned red and black, then explosively burst.

“Ah!” The young man holding the rifle screamed in agony as his hands were blown off on the spot, his chest mangled and blood pouring out.

“Xin!” Seeing his son suddenly stricken with such a terrible fate, Bradley rushed over and held his son in his arms. He realized that the life force was rapidly leaving his boy’s body.

“Exotic people!” Bradley looked up at the spaceship bombarding his tribe with rage, regret, and despair in his eyes. The sudden malfunctioning of the White Eagle sniper rifle, in connection with the actions of the Exotic people, made him realize that they must have tampered with the weapon.

Overwhelmed with extreme emotions, Bradley struggled to keep a clear mind, “What should I do? What can I do? How can I save my son? What must I do to protect my tribe?”

“King Uhl!” And in his moment of despair, the imposing figure of the straightforward Yikong man, who once dominated the base of the Exotic people, uncontrollably surfaced in Bradley’s mind. In this moment of desperation, he thought of that powerful presence.

“If such a powerful Baghda were a member of our tribe, then these Exotic people wouldn’t dare to attack us,” Bradley thought, feeling helpless due to his own weakness. “If only I could possess strength like that of King Uhl…”

And just as Bradley, a man of the Yi Kong, saw his tribe falling into ruin and his son nearing death, succumbed to fruitless fantasies and self-blaming regrets, he clenched his long spear, ready to join his tribe in death.

But just then, a golden Rainbow streaked across the sky at breakneck speed from afar, roaring through the air with the force of thunder and pierced through a Yikong people’s spaceship in an instant.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and after two or three breaths, the spaceship with a huge hole exploded. Amidst the fireworks of the explosion, countless metal fragments scattered with black trails.

Only then did the thunderous roar of the golden Rainbow breaking through the atmosphere reach Bradley’s ears, followed by rolling shockwaves.

The sudden change stunned Bradley below, but it also frightened the other six Yikong people’s spaceships that were wreaking havoc. Their cruel slaughter of the small Yi Kong tribe was thus interrupted.

…

“What was that just now?”

Onboard a battleship, the captain sitting in the captain’s chair looked at the holographic screen with some trepidation, his peripheral vision catching sight of the wreckage of the battleship that had fallen to the ground.

It should be noted that they had activated their maximum energy defense field at the start of the war. This battleship’s defensive power was the same as that of the destroyed vessel; in other words, it, too, could be destroyed by the same attack.

“Warning! Detection of a Lord-level creature’s energy response above the limit, energy level assessment in progress, energy level determined at 100,000!

Warning! 100,000 is the extreme value of this battleship’s detection equipment, not the actual data of the detected creature!

Recommendation: Immediate full-speed retreat!”

Suddenly, a frame blackened with red appeared on the battleship’s main screen, and the voice of the intelligence brain sounded throughout the ship, intensifying the soldiers’ panic.

“Detection: A Lord-level creature breaking the extreme value is rapidly approaching. According to calculations, this battleship’s speed is insufficient to complete the retreat!”

As the intelligence brain’s report continued, a golden light began to shine from the far end of the sky, like a rising sun dispelling darkness and bringing dawn!

“Based on calculations, the probability of all personnel on this battleship surviving is 0.001%. Recommendation: Please all personnel find the nearest data terminal within three minutes and leave your last words, of no more than one hundred characters. This intelligence brain will upload your last words to the base’s information server in the shortest time possible, and then send them to your relatives, end of message!”