Forty Millenniums of Cultivation Chapter 1817
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Chapter 1817: 1817
When the Colossus with the lightning trident embedded on the breastplate that looked like a venomous scorpion finally showed up in front of his eyes, Helian Lie felt as if his nose was stuffed, and he almost burst into tears .
He felt that the good luck that had shunned him for the past hundred years had been focused on today and this second!
He would not have dreamed that he could survive more than twelve hours on the battlefield despite the heavy wounds and the exhaustion of spiritual energy after miraculously avoiding the attacks of the mystic ray cannons, the bullets of spiritual energy, and the groups of crystal suits . He had even managed to pass through the barricades and reached this place, where he encountered the most powerful slaughtering machine of the Imperium of True Human Beings!
Could there be a better ending to witness the invincibility of the Colossus of the Imperium before death?
Helian Lie was followed by almost five comrades of the Heaven’s Origin Fleet, who were all the survivors he had found when he was cleaning the battlefield searching for magazines and engine units from the remains of crystal suits . All the survivors were as heavily wounded as he was and would not last long . They were only struggling to breathe under the support of bionic stitching gel and strengthening drugs, like a few candles who had been burnt up but refused to die down .
They floated in space like clusters of unattractive junk . Seeing that the federation had already been beaten into a mess in the war and nobody was coming to save them, they decided to give them a quick and gratifying death against the fiercest bombardment instead of waiting to die in the cold, lonely iron cans .
The surviving soldiers who had the same purpose established a suicide squad under the lead of Helian Lie . They marched forward facing the radiance of ten thousand suns and reached this place ahead of the Colossus of the Imperium .
The surviving soldiers chuckled in the small-scale communication channel established temporarily .
‘Rabid Dog’ Helian Lie had never been a man who opened his heart easily . Most of the time, either when he was in the army or at home, he appeared taciturn and seemed ready to bite somebody .
But sensing that his life was fading away drop by drop, and seeing the vortexes of flames revolving fast in all directions, he could not help but become a chatterbox like all the other surviving soldiers . He spoke a lot and heard a lot .
Now, he could distinguish the identities of the surviving soldiers from different chuckles . He could tell the young fellow who just graduated from the officers’ school and was eager to earn a medal, the veteran who was still concerned about his unmarried child although his heart had been half blown up, and the lieutenant who planned to get married in his hometown after the war .
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They were all common people, who had never thought, nor were capable, of becoming any sort of heroes . They were like millions of other common soldiers on the space battlefield like dandelions .
But now that fate had pushed them to this point and led them to the front of a Colossus of the Imperium, at the very least—they did not chicken out .
Helian Lie looked at the central battlefield one last time .
On the heated, crimson battlefield, the flagships of the Burning Prairie Fleet and the Black Wind Fleet, the unparalleled experts of the federation and the Imperium, and the dominating, invincible big shots were having the most magnificent competition . The outcome of this war would eventually be decided by them, would it not?
So what? The big shots had the big shots’ war, and they had theirs . This was his battlefield, and he would never retreat!
“Major Helian, what are you waiting for? It’s just a Colossus!” the surviving soldiers roared in the communication channel . “You are a man who is bold enough to beat Vulture Li Yao!”
Indeed .
Helian Lie grinned .
The iron skull of the Colossus of the Imperium seemed to have changed into Li Yao’s face . After all those years, he could no longer remember what Li Yao looked like exactly in his teenage years . It was probably like the righteous, resolute, and keen-sighted appearance on the propaganda, was it not?
He spat a mouthful of blood in disdain . Together with all the surviving soldiers, they shot out everything on them that could be shot .
“Open your eyes and watch closely, b*stards . This is the Heaven’s Origin Sector; this is the Heaven’s Origin Fleet of the federal army!”
The stormy attack successfully caught the attention of the Colossus of the Imperium . The violet scorpion as well as more than ten accomplices dashed toward them .
They shot out the last magazine and the last bullet in great satisfaction . Thankfully, there were still chainswords, vibration sabers, fists, and teeth .
When the Colossus of the Imperium slashed him in half from the left shoulder with a saber more than ten meters long, Helian Lie felt that he had settled scores with the wretched heavens about the grudge in the past hundred years .
His only regret was that the enemy’s violent killing intent locked every muscle on his body and stopped him from uttering any sound .
Of course, even if he did have the ability to roar, he seemed to have forgotten to think of a few presentable and heroic words because he was too occupied by the plain, everyday stories of the other surviving soldiers from just now .
Was my life worthwhile?
Helian Lie was an expert at the peak of the Core Formation Stage after all . Although his fleshly body was cut apart, his broken soul could still struggle for a few minutes . He reflected on his life in the several minutes, not noticing Fishbone that pretended to be a remnant avoiding the blockage of the Colossus of the Imperium because of their suicidal attack and rushing toward Black Swirl from the flank!
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On Silver Moon, Jin Xinyue could not help but cover her mouth when she saw the massacre that the Colossus of the Imperium performed on the surviving soldiers of the Heaven’s Origin Fleet . She almost shouted out .
“We have entered the range of strike . Detonation is ready . We will enter the range of absolute destruction in five minutes!”
All the people who heard the propitious announcement took off their military hats . There was no telling if they were soothing their anxiety by rubbing the hats in their hands or paying homage to the anonymous soldiers of the Heaven’s Origin Fleet!
Deep inside Black Swirl, restless devils were jumping crazily . Images of the battlefield were swallowed, analyzed, and combined in their energy waves .
Suddenly, one of the waves turned into sharp sawtooth and rose up!
“Not good!” Lu Qingchen did not sound so anxious and desperate even during the head-on bombardment against Burning Prairie . “We’ve been fooled! Urgent dodge! Block and destroy it!”
Like a bull that was stung by a venomous scorpion, Black Swirl ‘jumped’ high in space, altering the direction crazily without considering the cost, having no time to consider the battle formation or the internal structural damages .
Countless starships of the Imperium shifted their cannons and aimed at Fishbone . Destructive light was ready to go!
But starships were not fingers after all . From the analysis of situation, the dissemination of the orders, to the reaction of the battle units on the starships, it would take billions of times longer than it would take for the bioelectricity to be transmitted from the brain to the nerve endings .
When the firing blockage finally took shape, Fishbone was already within a hundred kilometers of Black Swirl!
On Silver Moon…
“The enemy has discovered Fishbone . Black Swirl is now accelerating and changing course . There’s no time to keep moving forward . Detonate it now!”
Jin Xinyue made the call immediately . She almost smashed her hands on the control panel!
Bo!
In the depths of space, at the center of interconnected firing lines, surrounded by countless iron beasts of the Black Wind Fleet, an insignificant bubble exploded .
In the first millisecond after it was born, it was just a bubble no larger than a cell at the core of a deep gray metal ball, without any sound or radiation .
But one millisecond later, it expanded abruptly at a speed unimaginable for human beings . Infinite ripples surged out and swept to all directions unstoppably!
Spiritual shield, disruptive force field, composite armor, crystal suits, space shuttles, starships… Nothing could resist the invisible tides at all because it was not ‘damaging’ but merely ‘twisting’ and ‘transferring’ . It had just opened a temporary gap between this side of the universe and another side, and all the items that happened to be on the top of the gap could not help but ‘fall’ into the gap!
At that moment, an unforgettable scene for many people appeared on the battlefield .
Including part of Black Swirl, a lot of crystal suits, Colossi, and even starships of the Imperium turned transparent all of a sudden, as if they were made of the clearest glass . Even the internal organs of the Immortal Cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage hiding inside the Colossi were visible .
Soon, the ‘glass’ began spinning and distorting, turning into a gigantic swirl .
Some starships tried their best to get away from the attraction of the swirl, only to be disintegrated into pale light and fall into the deepest part of the swirl like noodles . The small crystal suits, space shuttles, and Colossi could not even struggle before they were consumed by the void in desperate cries and screams .
The swirl was like a voracious beast . After receiving tremendous sacrifices, it was still expanding crazily as a visible speed .
Helian Lie’s remaining soul was not entirely obliterated . It was within the radius of destruction of the wormhole bomb .
He could not run away from it, nor did he think of struggling . He simply perceived the most glamorous and splendid view of the universe in a way that was completely different from living people .
The chaotic spiritual waves from the Black Wind Fleet made his remaining soul somehow realize that the colorful, monolithic swirl seemed to be caused by a certain new weapon of the federal army .
Also, the fatal blow seemed to have something to do with him, too .
But none of that mattered now .
Everybody had their own destiny, and their future path had long been paved before they realized it . He was glad that he could clearly see the path that he had been walking on and the path that he was going to . His life had definitely been worth it!
In the last moment before his remaining soul perished, the Rabid Dog finally put down the knot in his heart that had haunted him for a hundred years . He was Helian Lie . Whether someone was a vulture or a pheasant, did it have anything to do with him?
“Li Yao, go f*ck yourself . ”
Helian Lie’s remaining soul shook slightly and extended like blossoming petals when he faced the overwhelming tides of space and time in utmost tranquility and the most beautiful ending .
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