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Chapter 387 - 207: Testing the Main Cannon, Three A-Level Life Forms Arrive_2

Chapter 387: Chapter 207: Testing the Main Cannon, Three A-Level Life Forms Arrive_2

"Look at these destruction marks. If it were an A-class life form, there would not be such damage. The attackers are at most B-class life forms."

A few B-class life forms glanced at each other; the one with deep blue skin and sharp fangs spoke in a heavy voice, "Cassis, no need to say too much. One hundred million Star Coins, and I’ll scout below."

"One hundred million Star Coins..." Cassis’s eyes flickered, and then he spoke gravely, "Two hundred million Star Coins. I want all four of you B-class life forms to go down together."

Two hundred million? Fifty million each? The raiders exchanged glances.

Although the price was a bit low, the risk would be significantly reduced with four B-class life forms together.

"Let’s be clear, this is only the price for scouting. If we encounter danger, we will retreat immediately," one of them stressed.

"No problem." Cassis agreed quite decisively, even transferring the money on the spot.

She was eager to find out what exactly was below.

The four checked their accounts, standing around the elevator shaft. The muscular man with blue skin and fangs spoke in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, I can lead the way. Each of you transfer ten million to me, how about it?"

He was clad in heavy combat armor, looking almost three meters tall with an imposing aura.

"Alright." The other three didn’t hesitate, knowing that the first to go down would face the highest danger.

After receiving the transfer, he roared lowly, his body sprouting mottled black scales, even covering his cheeks, seemingly to enhance his defensive capability.

"Iron Mountain—Barbos, a rare raider with a gene sequence, B-class gene sequence [Iron Armor Heavy Rider], with astonishing defense, once withstood the siege of four B-class life forms and survived... "

Cassis’s mind flashed through this information about him, prioritizing defense, hence daring to lead the way.

Nearby, many raiders watched with bated breath.

Barbos took a deep breath and jumped in first, followed closely by the others. They could fly briefly, all controlling their descent speed to avoid being too fast in case they needed to react to danger.

Passing level by level, there was no disturbance, and they grew more cautious; the bottom was now clearly visible.

Suddenly, Barbos’s pupils tightened, faintly spotting a hint of fluorescence.

"Be careful!" he yelled, and the other three immediately braced themselves.

They waited a while but there was no response; Barbos frowned, about to speak when his expression suddenly changed drastically, horrified:

"What is this!"

The metal ground at the bottom suddenly turned into a pitch-black cannon muzzle, surging with blue light, which spewed out almost before he could react.

It was over!

Barbos didn’t even have time to think further.

Boom!

A thick beam of light rocketed into the sky, piercing through the elevator shaft in the blink of an eye and shooting through the first, second, and third floors, up to the highest level.

Next to the elevator shaft, Cassis felt a turmoil of emotions, as the terrifying heat distorted the air, shockwaves bursting forth, and many raiders had been blown away.

She too had to step back to avoid being harmed by the aftermath.

Boom!

The Energy Shield enveloping the entire steel castle emerged, clashing with the beam from below, creating ripples. The advanced Energy Shield had an energy dissipation effect, nearly collapsing, but ultimately withstood the onslaught.

The entire Trading Island was visibly stunned, everyone gazing towards this site.

In front of a shop, Saber looked up, unable to refrain from clenching his fists.

An A-class, it must be an A-class life form!

Cassis’s pupils mirrored the pillar of light, feeling a chill in her heart.

Moments later, the column of light gradually vanished, everyone keeping their distance, observing the pitch-black orifice, akin to a flood beast.

The elevator shaft had been forcibly widened by more than a fold, the edges searing red, still dripping with molten metal.

There was no movement inside for a long time.

"Those B-class life forms, probably not even ashes left," a raider couldn’t help but say.

Cassis’s throat moved, but she dared not advance an inch, better to wait for Master Collector to return.

"To think it didn’t blast through this Energy Barrier; not simple at all." Li Ming peered from the bottom, clicking his tongue, still holding a Star Core Fragment.

...

Two hours later, a black shuttle-shaped spacecraft passed through the edge of the Floating Island, heading straight for the center.

Cassis, who had been staring intently at that hole, suddenly received a message, hurriedly opened her smart terminal, and called off the highest alert, allowing Ulrich to enter.

Before they even arrived, a terrifying pressure swept over them, evidence of an advanced life form’s might.

The castle’s grand doors burst open with a "bang," and a fierce wind surged in. Before the numerous raiders could react, three figures were already standing there.

Gasps of cold air resonated.

"The Collector, the Star Hunter, Grey Eyes are all here..." someone cautiously exclaimed in amazement:

"The connections of the Collector, terrifying indeed."

"What’s going on?" Ulrich furrowed his brows, suppressing the tumult inside him, and looked up at the circular breach that pierced through the entire steel castle.

"There was an attack, from beneath, definitely of A-grade standard," Cassis explained in a low voice.

"A-grade?" Ulrich was astonished, could it really not be Sandro?

Sandro was momentarily stunned, where did this A-grade attack come from? Did Rob and his team have this capability?

Grey Eyes frowned secretly, the Torch Group was also a bit too well-prepared.

"Moreover, since that attack was launched, no life form has emerged from it," Cassis spoke first, then added, "At least that’s what we observed. If the opponent’s stealth techniques are extremely sophisticated, or say, an A-grade life form, they might have already left."

No one left? Sandro’s expression subtly changed.

Theo was also surprised but remained silent.

Ulrich was not the slightest bit pleased; if it were an A-grade life form, this group wouldn’t stand a chance.

"Let’s go down and check." He spoke gravely.

Sandro and Theo had the same intention.

Ulrich led the way down to the fourth underground floor.

"Huo Tan!" His face dark and grim, greeted by Huo Tan’s mutilated body, lifeless, cast aside in a corner.

He took a deep breath; the second sight was two bodies, familiar ones.

Thus, when Sandro came down, an overwhelming terror instantly engulfed him; he seemed to bear the weight of a huge mountain, the metal ground beneath him violently caving in nearly half a meter.

Bang!

Metal fragments burst around, Sandro glared furiously, but upon seeing the bodies, he could no longer mask his anger.

First embarrassment, then awkwardness.

"Still say it has nothing to do with you?" Ulrich’s voice, as if squeezed from his throat, seething with killing intent, "Sandro, it’s you and me, to the death."

Why are they fighting? Theo frowned, according to his estimate, the Torch Organization should not be so foolish.

Provoked by the words, Sandro was angry, resigning himself to despair, "My people are dead here too, the specifics are still unknown!"

What kept Ulrich from fighting him on the spot was seeing that huge hole above the vault.

He was taken aback; this was cold-core black gold, and to blast such a big hole in it without causing widespread damage to the surroundings indicated a terrifying level of energy control.

Ulrich, suppressing his rage, walked through the breach into the vault.

As expected, inside the Azure Dragon had disappeared, and the Material Reorganization Machine was also gone.

Sandro’s brows furrowed, he silently guessed that perhaps the items were already obtained, yet he was not quite sure.

Then he became extremely cautious, even pondering whether to strike first.

True to the Torch, Theo nodded silently to himself.

"Let’s go down and see." Ulrich’s voice was calm, furious to the extreme. The energy attack had penetrated from below.

And his vault was probably also compromised.

Indeed, when he saw the crack in the penetrated portal, Ulrich suddenly laughed, almost maniacally.

"Ha...haha...ha..."

He hasn’t gone mad, has he? Sandro muttered under his breath, cursing those few guys for being too greedy, daring to tamper with Ulrich’s vault, and cautiously moved his steps.

Ulrich, head bowed, murmured softly, "I am of the Wu Hou Clan, an A-grade life form can live up to fifteen hundred years, I still have over seven hundred years left, for the remainder of that time..."

"Who’s speaking, Ulrich??"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the slits in the metal door.

Ulrich’s voice abruptly stopped, and the expressions on Sandro and Theo’s faces stiffened.