Chapter 183: Too weak!

No……don't!

Tatarik's consciousness, in the extreme pain of impending death and endless fear, let out a feeble wail.

It regretted it.

It shouldn't have accepted this damned duel!

It shouldn't have let that ridiculous pride cloud its mind!

The humanoid monster before it was utterly beyond its comprehension.

That seemingly casual punch contained power that had already surpassed its entire understanding of physics.

Its proud bio‑force field, strong enough to withstand a warship's main‑gun barrage, was before the opponent like a fragile sheet of paper—one puncture and it tore.

At this moment, it could clearly feel its life draining away rapidly.

Over sixty percent of its internal biological organs, under that punch, were shaken into minced flesh.

It frantically activated its regenerative ability, trying to rebuild its body and escape this land of death.

However, when it saw the two crimson beams in Qin Hao's eyes that made the whole space wail, all its hope,

turned in an instant into bone‑deep despair.

What is that?

Is that……a star?

No, it's more terrifying than a star!

It is a pure, unreasoning destructive energy capable of reducing everything to nothing!

Stop! I surrender! I am willing to submit! The Mo Yun Empire is willing to become your vassal!

Tatarik utterly abandoned all dignity, expending its last strength to send out a plea for mercy.

It only wanted to survive.

Yet Qin Hao's gaze showed not the slightest flicker.

From the moment he decided to step off the Nüwa, from the time he chose to end this war with a duel, Tatarik's fate was already sealed.

The Federal does not need a vassal that might turn on it at any moment.

What humanity needs is a resounding, absolute victory that will strike fear into all who dare to spy on us!

It requires the death of a powerful civilization's commander to announce humanity's rise to the whole dark universe!

Too late.

Qin Hao's icy voice became the last thing Tatarik heard.

The next second.

The two red beams from his eyes turned into thick, scorching red pillars of light that instantly spanned the distance between them, precisely enveloping Tatarik's massive body.

Sizzle—

No explosion.

Only a grating sound of matter being instantaneously vaporized.

Tatarik's hundred‑meter‑tall body could not even last a second in that terrifying heat beam.

Its flesh, carapace, bones, and every cell constituting its body,

were directly decomposed and vaporized under that temperature hot enough to melt anything, turning into the most basic, primal particle stream.

A powerful lifeform was thus erased from the universe by Qin Hao in an almost god‑like punishment—completely and cleanly "wiped out".

Not a trace of debris remained.

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence at that moment.

Whether it was the Federal soldiers fighting bloody battles or the Mo Yun fleet wildly besieging, every living being that could see this scene

stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the empty void of space.

Their king……

Their commander……

that being which, in their eyes, was as strong as a god and invincible……

just……gone?

killed in a single move by that tiny human?

This fact was so absurd, so bizarre, that it left the brains of all Mo Yun creatures in a state of crash.

Inside the Imperial Bug mother ship, those subordinate brains responsible for auxiliary command all together let out a chaotic psychic shriek.

Their psychic link with Tatarik was brutally and permanently severed in that instant.

That feeling was like a vast network empire whose central server, together with its physical hard drive, was hurled into a star.

The Mo Yun fleet's command system collapsed completely at that moment.

The remaining several million warships instantly turned into a flock of headless flies.

They lost unified command, lost their spiritual mainstay, lost the will to fight.

Only the pure fear stemming from biological instinct remained.

……

Nüwa's bridge.

Zhang Xianzhong opened his mouth wide, stared fixedly at the screen at that god‑like figure, and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

He knew Qin Hao was strong.

But he never imagined Qin Hao could be this strong.

That was the enemy fleet's commander! A being capable of covering an entire battlefield with a psychic shockwave by sheer personal power!

As a result……

Was he crippled by Qin Hao's punch, killed in one move?

This is no longer a matter of combat power; this is outright a dimensional strike!

"Is… this… all of Xiao Qin's strength?" a young staff officer asked, voice trembling.

"No……"

Beside him, Zhang Xianzhong slowly shook his head; his eyes were likewise filled with shock, but more so with realization.

He stared at the figure on the screen, muttering to himself:

"This, perhaps, is merely the result of him deliberately suppressing his power."

"He merely wanted to test the opponent's strength, that's all." "Perhaps it's still less than half of his power!"

This speculation, like a thunderclap, exploded in the ears of everyone on the bridge.

Less than half of his power!

One punch crippled, one move instant killed—and this is only thirty percent of his strength?!

Then if he went all out…

No one dared to think further.

Their gaze toward Qin Hao had shifted from earlier admiration and trust to an almost reverent awe, like looking up to a deity.

At this moment, the red light in Qin Hao's eyes gradually faded.

He felt the surging, roaring, seemingly endless power within him, yet felt a hint of boredom.

With his shackles gone, he had expected to enjoy a thrilling battle.

But reality disappointed him.

This so-called Second-level Civilization Chief Commander couldn't even make him use fifty percent of his power.

"Still too weak."

He shook his head, turning his gaze to the vast Demonic Cloud Fleet now utterly plunged into chaos.

His gaze was icy as frost.

"Now that the warm-up is over…"

"Then it's time to begin… clearing the field."

His figure vanished from the spot once again.

The next second, he appeared directly in the core area of the Demonic Cloud Fleet's densest formation.

A true one‑person massacre began.

When Qin Hao's figure boldly broke into the Demonic Cloud Fleet's core formation, the nature of this war changed completely.

It was no longer a clash between two civilizations' fleets.

But became… a one‑sided slaughter.

"He… he charged in!"

On the Federal Fleet's public channel, a crew member let out an incredulous exclamation.

All Federal personnel, via the projection screen, witnessed that unforgettable scene.