Chapter 156: Dragon Nation Is Not Simple

Zhang Cheng could also better pursue his dream of conquering the sea of stars.

After discussing the information on the three major planets and the matter of the Level One Star Cannon,

there was still one more important item of business.

The establishment of a terror entity classification system!

"Everyone, as time has progressed, the terror entities we encounter have grown higher and higher in level."

"The previous X-Class is clearly no longer sufficient."

"Next, I will announce the classification system for levels above X-Class."

"Of course, these levels are not something I fabricated on my own, but come from information provided by the Mysterious Judge."

Zhang Cheng revealed to everyone the level information he knew.

They were divided into: Super X-Class, XX-Class, XXX-Class, Calamity-Class, Destruction-Class, Fall-Class, and Star-Collapse-Class.

These level divisions

were the universal classification standard of the universe.

According to the Mysterious Judge's account,

the strongest terror entities of the three major planets all possessed Star-Collapse-Class strength!

When they went all out, they could destroy an entire planet!

Star-Collapse-Class terror entities were immensely powerful and enjoyed a certain status even across the entire galaxy.

"Star-Collapse-Class, hiss..."

"Just hearing it makes one afraid."

The introduction of the new levels made many present swallow nervously in astonishment.

Especially when thinking that the homeland would face such powerful enemies,

an unknown fear involuntarily arose in their hearts.

"Zhang Cheng, I have a question."

"According to what you said before, those damned aliens stole Earth's fear to gain their current power."

"Why are their realms so much higher than ours?"

"Setting you aside, just look at Eagle Nation and Triumph Nation, which were primarily based on flesh-and-blood terror — their terror entities were completely powerless to resist when facing the three major planets."

"They are all fears born from the same kind of planet,"

"isn't this gap... far too huge!"

Qin Meng was greatly puzzled by this.

Zhang Cheng held up three fingers and explained:

"First, the three major planets came into contact with the Terror Arena earlier than us and obtained a large number of rewards."

"Second, the three major planets possess advanced technology and the ability of interstellar travel, allowing them to plunder or occupy other planets to strengthen themselves."

"Finally, the three major planets have a long history. They have roamed the universe, accumulating over many years to reach their current strength."

"Rest assured, although the three major planets are strong, our terror entities are not weak either."

On this point there was no doubt.

The homeland's terror entities were themselves extremely powerful and unique.

Coupled with the enhancement of the Terror Arena's rewards,

their levels were also rapidly rising.

Star-Collapse-Class was not an unreachable goal!

If not for Zhang Cheng wanting to obtain as many lucky boxes as possible, he could already go and destroy the enemy's lair right now.

But that would not be wise.

Not to mention the risks involved,

the key was the rewards — the lucky boxes accumulated from repelling attacks one after another would absolutely be far more numerous than taking everything in one fell swoop!

This point had been made clear by the Mysterious Judge from the very beginning.

He checked the time.

Only three hours remained until the second assault!

Danger was imminent!

……

Terminus Planet.

Terminus Foundation.

Here it was like Earth's dark night — the sky churned with black clouds, crimson lightning writhed, and a terrifying, solemn atmosphere permeated the air.

On the ground, simple and rugged square buildings were arranged in neat rows.

These buildings were all constructed from black crystal ore, an extremely hard metal that even the most powerful nuclear weapons on Earth could not destroy.

In the center of these square buildings,

stood a magnificent black pyramid!

It was made entirely of high-grade black crystal ore, its surface smooth and dotted with scattered glimmers of light, like stars in the night sky, exceptionally striking.

This black pyramid

was precisely the headquarters of the Terminus Foundation!

Here were stored thousands upon thousands of contained objects!

Every contained object possessed the power of special rules; they were extremely bizarre existences.

In the floating chairs of the headquarters' main hall,

A very strange creature was sitting.

Its skin was like black glass, dotted with stars, deep and mysterious.

Its bodily structure was special, like flowing liquid, capable of transforming all things, having long surpassed the limits of traditional muscles and organs.

At this moment,

It extended a tentacle to support its chin, while another tentacle supported a tetrahedron.

"173, 096, 130, 345..."

"They are all relatively dangerous containment items of this Foundation."

"Each one possesses XX-level strength."

"With their actions, Dragon Nation must now be plunged into chaos, right?"

The black-robed creature sneered.

That profound visage showed no emotion.

A single glance made it feel as if placed in the cosmic void, unable to call for help or move.

"Check, where are the 096s now?"

"Also pull up the on-site surveillance; I need to know the situation."

The black-robed creature ordered its nearby subordinate.

The subordinate wore full-body armor, their face unrecognizable, but they were definitely not human.

Because these subordinates' heads bore huge horns.

Their appearance was strange, like ore protruding from a mountainside.

"Please wait, Vice President; I'll track it for you right away."

After operating the computer in front of him, the screen showing what 096 sees was quickly called up.

However, just as the Vice President of the Final Foundation rose to prepare to witness 096 display its divine might,

The image before him left him stunned.

All that could be seen was 096 buried in the earth, with only its head exposed.

In front of 096 there was also a peculiar-looking fellow who seemed to have an ox head.

He kept slapping 096's face with his palm.

During the slapping,

The ox-head also exclaimed in surprise,

"Hey, you little waste can actually take quite a beating!"

"I've slapped you ten thousand times, and you're still alive?"

"No, I'll give you a taste of your own medicine!"

Having said that,

The ox-head lifted its rear,

and let out a foul-smelling fart toward 096's head.

096: "..."

Final Foundation personnel: "..."

Sometimes we really want to kill that ox.

The Vice President who was watching, his face instantly darkened,

"Damn it!"

"What the heck is this ox-head monster, able to defeat our 096!"

"I seriously suspect it's using 096 to insult us!"

As the second-in-command of the Foundation,

the Vice President appeared a bit flustered at this moment.

He impatiently wanted to use 096 to humiliate the ox-head.

But reality did not allow such a thing to happen.

Moreover,

What puzzled him further was that 096 is an XX-level terrifying entity, whose rule-based power is not as easily flawed as 173's.

How could it possibly lose to Dragon Nation's terrifying creature?

Losing would be bad enough!

Yet it actually lost to that hideous ox-head.

This is nothing short of making our Final Foundation lose face completely!

"Damn it, really damn it!"

"I never expected my most trusted 096 to lose; indeed, XX-level terrifying creatures are unreliable."

"But thinking about it, it's normal, after all this is Earth; Dragon Nation having one or two powerful terrifying creatures is also normal."

"I firmly believe that even if 096 fails, 173 will surely succeed!"

The Final Foundation's Vice President held a mysterious confidence in this, and quickly ordered his subordinates to keep switching the screen.

This time, it was 345's turn to appear.

That is the terrifying creature that looks like a star.

But the result of the switch was……

"Oh no, Vice President, we've lost contact with 345; I guess 345 might already be dead!" the subordinate said, full of shock.

"What did you say?!"

The vice president of Termination's eyes went wide; he kicked aside his subordinate and stared fixedly at the screen before him.

After attempting to operate it once more,

the feedback he received

was still: switch failed!

One more time!

This time the result changed.

Target deceased.

Vice President of Termination: "..."

Not even a sliver of hope left for me!

"Damn it, how could this happen? How many powerful terrifying creatures is Dragon Nation hiding?"

"How could even 345 be taken down?"

The vice president of Termination knew 345's rule-based power very well.

This was an imprisoned entity that grew braver the more it fought.

It possessed formidable physical abilities,

and its defense was top-tier even among XX-level entities.

And it actually died!

"Could it have been killed instantly?"

"To kill 345 instantly, you'd need at least strength surpassing XX-level. Could it be..."

A surge of ominous foreboding welled up in the vice president of Termination's heart.

Switching the display once more,

sure enough, 130 was dead too, and 173 was trapped inside a pitch-black sealed space.

Those imprisoned entities they had pinned high hopes on had all failed—and failed miserably!

"It seems we must reassess the strength of Earth's terrifying creatures."

"Never expected that these lowly races could create terrifying creatures above XX-level. Truly beyond expectations."

After a round of analysis,

the Termination Foundation ultimately reached a conclusion:

Earth's strongest Terrifying Creature Level: XXX-level!

At the same time, they also analyzed another piece of information:

Earth's ugliest terrifying creature: Bull Head!

"It's truly too ugly. I need to go wash my eyes."

Saying so, the vice president of Termination walked toward the door and instructed his subordinate:

"Contact the persons in charge of the Xenomorph home planet and Desire Planet for me."

"I need to discuss the expedition roster with them."

……

On the Xenomorph home planet,

across the mist-shrouded planet's surface,

everywhere were mounds of flesh piled together from tissue.

Within these disgusting, filthy mounds of flesh dwelled all manner of xenomorphs, each with different forms—some resembled Earth animals, some looked like beetles, and there were even hybrids of animals and beetles.

Through the mist, one could see a colossal, decaying building riddled with holes.

The building's exterior was covered in shell-like plating, and steam gushed from the holes; it was like a living giant organism, full of bizarre, Cthulhu-esque style.

"Vice Commander, something terrible has happened! This is bad!!"

A xenomorph with a squid head hurried over to report.

Before it

stood an extremely bizarre creature.

It had a human body, atop its neck sat a sheep skull, and within the eye sockets were ruby-like pupils.

Wearing a neat black suit, a refined watch on its wrist, adjusting its tie—every movement it made appeared exceptionally gentlemanly.

Completely at odds with the filthy surroundings.

"What's the panic? Speak in detail, take your time, explain the situation clearly."

The xenomorph vice commander's tone was mild,

and even while speaking, it maintained a gentlemanly demeanor.

The squid-headed one glanced at it, then said: "Vice Commander, the Bone Lion we dispatched earlier—it has died."

"Not just it—173, which was with it, has now gone missing as well!"

The xenomorph vice commander frowned slightly. "The Bone Lion died? Expected."

"That brainless, savage creature—I'd find it stranger if it hadn't died."

"But I didn't expect that 173, which possesses immortality, would actually be captured by Dragon Nation."

"Looking at it now, this Dragon Nation is no simple matter."

A creature that could rise to vice commander was naturally no fool.

They were also adept at analyzing situations.