Chapter 411: Shadow Moon Grey Wolf—Son of Helusi

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When enemies meet, their eyes flare with extra hatred.

The Helusi's Son was originally the Shadow Moon Grey Wolf, and Xiluo Sa and his brothers, after learning of the war commander's betrayal and the plot to slaughter those from Terra, chose to reaffirm their loyalty to the Emperor by resolutely reverting to the name Shadow Moon Grey Wolf, thereby drawing a clear line from the Helusi's Son.

One could say they are the last Shadow Moon Grey Wolves.

At this moment, Xiluo Sa and his group had assumed that only after breaching the palace would they encounter former brothers turned enemies, yet they never expected to meet a foe they were desperate to slay and tear apart inside a tiny outer fortress!

"You trash!!"

Xiluo Sa, disregarding his own safety, clenched his powered short sword with both hands, roared, and charged toward the regimental champion who seemed to be the Helusi's Son, amid a hail of extremely fast, dense burst arrow rounds.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

The energy shield generated by the Ceramic Steel Armor Model III helped the company commander absorb the entire onslaught before he closed the distance to the regimental champion.

"Give me death!!" Xiluo Sa roared again, halted, twisted his waist, and swung his powered short sword with all his strength.

"Hmph! Who's trash?!" The regimental champion scoffed, easily evaded Xiluo Sa's swing, and thrust forward with its powered claw, as if it could crush Xiluo Sa's chest in a single strike.

However, being a company commander indicates that Xiluo Sa's strength is not lacking.

Facing the regimental champion, who wore a Terminator suit and was nearly two sizes larger in physique and height, Xiluo Sa also dodged the powered claw; though not as effortlessly as against a rival and foe, he did not fall into disadvantage immediately.

When their company commander and the Helusi's Son's regimental champion clash, the remaining Shadow Moon Grey Wolves and support troops will not stand idly by.

"Ta‑ta‑ta!"

"Tap‑tap‑tap!"

Burst arrow rounds and high‑energy lasers glowing bright red whizzed through the not‑very‑spacious central control room.

"Buzz! Buzz!" The Shadow Moon Grey Wolf side and the support troops had energy shields.

The Steel Warrior could only rely on the Zero‑Three Universe's Ceramic Steel Armor and a body heavily corrupted by Chaos to confront the burst arrows and lasers.

The result was undeniable…

"Puff! Pfft!" The sounds of bodies exploding and shattering began to echo throughout the central control room.

Several Steel Warrior officers in charge of the fortress and nearby frontlines were killed by a synchronized volley from the Shadow Moon Grey Wolves and support troops; now only the Helusi's Son regimental champion, still exchanging blows with Xiluo Sa and bearing a Blessing from the dark god, remains.

After dealing with the Steel Warriors, the group surged into the control room, pointing their barrels at the regimental champion with the highest "altitude".

When a heavily‑armed support soldier wearing CMC powered armor and wielding a 10 mm Gauss machine gun tried to pull the trigger to aid Xiluo Sa, a Terra-born veteran pressed his left hand onto the gun's front, halting the firing action.

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The heavy‑armed support soldier turned his head toward the veteran; even without his helmet on, his bewildered expression was evident.

"Don't disturb them," the veteran said simply.

In fact, the clash between Xiluo Sa and the regimental champion had long ceased to be a simple life‑or‑death duel; it was a confrontation of loyalty versus betrayal, faith versus corruption.

That is why the Terra-born veteran did not want the heavily‑armed support soldier to intervene.

No further explanation is needed; the vast majority of support troops present understood the deeper meaning, whereas that heavy‑armed support soldier was likely still in a "young and ignorant" stage.

"Whoosh!"

"Hoo!"

The whoosh of blade and claw cutting through the air.

Xiluo Sa was helpless against the regimental champion, and the champion could not immediately determine a victor either.

Yet at this moment, the regimental champion grew increasingly passive and irritable…

It is, after all, the champion!

It is a champion blessed with a Blessing, several times stronger than before! Moreover, it dons a Terminator specially crafted by the Empire for it—its strength, defense, and Spiritual Energy are top‑tier—yet it cannot instantly slay the ignorant, blindly loyal brother before it?!

In contrast, Xiluo Sa, without a helmet and with a demeanor solemn to the extreme, dared not slacken; he could not fathom the mental shifts of the regimental champion who had dominated the entire bout, and he only thought of how to use his own strength to slay the traitor.

Finally!

The irritable regimental champion finally seized an opening, raising its right hand equipped with a powered claw at breakneck speed and smashing toward the Xiluo Sa before it.

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In an instant, with no time to dodge, Xiluo Sa raised his powered short sword horizontally, attempting to block the incoming powered claw.

"Crack!!"

The teal lightning sheath surrounding the blade collided with the dark pink chaotic Spiritual Energy between the claw and blade, producing an extremely intense reaction.

"Boom!!"

Xiluo Sa himself was unharmed, but the force of the champion's strike transmitted to the floor beneath, which could no longer bear it and began to collapse thunderously; Xiluo Sa and the champion fell first to the lower level, followed by the Terra-born veteran and the support troops.

Soon, all vibrations and noises subsided.

Protected by powered armor, the veteran and all support troops emerged unscathed, pushing aside the debris that had fallen on or near them and standing up to survey the surroundings.

The huge ammunition storage warehouse was filled with swirling dust; since the shelves that once stored ammunition and batteries were now completely empty, the collapse caused no subsequent hazards.

The culprit behind the collapse, that irritable, short‑tempered regimental champion whose mindset was somewhat blown, remained at the very center of the warehouse, and simultaneously…

It now had a sword hilt protruding from its left breastplate.

Precisely, the powered short sword shattered the champion's Spiritual Energy shield, then pierced its armor and torso, leaving only the hilt exposed.

"... This... this..."

Realizing that one of its hearts had died, the regimental champion stared at the resolute Xiluo Sa, whose body faintly glowed with a pale gold light, seeming both incredulous and fearful, and with a metallic‑tinged voice that trembled, said:

"How is this possible?! I am the champion of Helusi's Son's Sixth Regiment! I am…"

But before the champion could finish, a "Pfft!!" sound abruptly cut it off.

It turned out that after spending nearly three months among the Sparta Corps and the peoples of the primary universe, Xiluo Sa had unconsciously absorbed their influence, including the habit of acting immediately without idle chatter.

Thus, Xiluo Sa seized the moment when the champion was plagued by self‑doubt and briefly lost vigilance, took long strides to close the gap, swung his right fist that emitted a faint golden glow, and slammed it into the champion's head…

Brain matter splattered.

Xiluo Sa's right fist and forearm left a perfect gash in the champion's faceplate, helmet, and skull, and the back of the head sprayed dark‑red blood and white soft tissue.

"Pfft!" When Xiluosa withdrew his right fist, more blood spurted out uncontrollably through the gap.

"Thud!!"

The battalion champion, having lost the ability to think, his body uncontrollably fell backward, collapsing heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust and gravel, completely devoid of movement and vitality.

Actually, relying solely on Xiluosa's personal martial prowess and the various enhancements of the Tao Steel Armor III, it is impossible to defeat that battalion champion, the son of Helusi.

However, Xiluosa insisted on fighting alone, to avenge his fallen brothers and the innocent Imperial people who died tragically; his strong desire to personally slay the traitor reached Sui Bian, who was stationed aboard the Never-Fallen.

Sensing such emotion, as the Lord of Humanity, and also as the father of the Main Universe OriginalBody and the Astate, Sui Bian secretly provided a little help, allowing Xiluosa to undergo a metamorphosis without his knowledge.

Although the transformation used the gene seed of the 03 Universe, Xiluosa's physique, reflexes, and strength are now on par with Umbrella's Astate.

Thus this battalion commander could, after falling into a disadvantaged position and being suppressed, quickly transition to a lethal counterattack.

In a certain sense, the help that Sui Bian provided is essentially no different from the Blessing of evil gods and demons…

But as long as he could ensure human prosperity and effectively kill aliens, demons, and traitors, Sui Bian couldn't be bothered to concern himself with, or distinguish, the essential differences.

"It doesn't matter if the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat."

What he wants is the result, not the process; if he were to first agonize over whether his actions are the same as those of evil gods and demons, those with absolute loyalty and faith, who have even greater potential to stand on their own, would already be dead.

At this moment.

Unaware that Sui Bian was paying attention to him, Xiluosa bent down, reached out, grabbed the hilt, pulled the powerless energy short sword from the corpse, shook off the foul blood clinging to the blade, lowered his head to look at the motionless battalion champion, and said contemptuously:

"Traitor, it seems the evil god you believe in and worship couldn't even provide protection and salvation in death—who really is the trash? Heh, dying is nothing special; rest assured, more trash will go down to keep you company."

Saying that, Xiluosa also put the energy short sword back into its sheath at his waist, turned and left without looking back; the Terra-born veterans and auxiliary forces also followed him out of the fortress, leaving only the corpse of the battalion champion with a notch in its head.

Leaving the fortress, they came to the open area before the main gate.

Everyone discovered that the Sparta and Glory Iron Fist battalions, which were far larger in numbers and overall scale, had seized eight major fortresses and countless small bunkers from the Steel Warriors and a minority of Helusi's sons, and then fully occupied the front region of the trench.

Currently, the fighting in the middle section of the trench is the most intense, because advancing just a few dozen kilometers forward leads to the Terra Imperial Palace, and the traitors naturally are putting forth all their effort in defense.

Fortunately, the Sparta and Glory Iron Fist battalions had no intention of continuing to advance; although their equipment and elite level crushed the 03 Universe, and their father provided protection, casualties were nearly zero, but through inheriting their father's steadiness via the G glands, they chose to first temporarily rest and refit.

Moreover, ammunition and battery supplies had already been depleted by more than half, so among Umbrella's ten legions, the Glory Iron Fist, which excelled at building, utilized existing materials, structures, and the tools they carried to erect a simple line in the middle section of the trench, facilitating our forces' standoff against the ever-increasing numbers of traitors and demonic creatures.

According to the current situation, Xiluosa also issued orders to the Shadow Moon Grey Wolf, commanding the entire detached battalion to clean up the vicinity of the fortress and maintain vigilant rest while tuning weapon equipment.

After giving those orders, Xiluosa came to the edge of a low cliff, gazing at the industrial area that had been "visited" by their airdrop warehouse and had already become completely ruined.

A veteran wearing a helmet reminiscent of an ancient Roman centurion, with a transverse red plume, slowly walked to Xiluosa's left side, likewise observing the continual landing of transport planes and craft, the wrecked industrial area that follow-up units had converted into a landing zone, and sighed:

"Brother, are we really going to face the former commander... Helusi?"

"Of course!" Xiluosa replied without hesitation, then glanced at his brother with the corner of his eye and asked back: "What, are you afraid?"

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The veteran didn't reply, but Xiluosa knew his brother was somewhat hesitant.

It's understandable, after all, facing the OriginalBody with their strength, and having received the Blessing of all evil gods, their strength is equal, even surpassing that of the Human Emperor Helusi; any Shadow Moon Grey Wolf would feel apprehensive.

A moment of silence.

Xiluosa saw a massive ground convoy, as well as fast assault boats, attack aircraft, and airborne gunships within the atmosphere departing the landing zone and heading toward the trench where they were; he then raised his hand and placed it on the veteran's right pauldron, his expression still resolute as he said:

"Brother, no matter what, we must face it, to untie the knots in my, your, and all our brothers' hearts; otherwise its shadow will shroud the rest of our lives."

Moreover, don't forget, brother, before it returns to the Empire, we Shadow Moon Grey Wolves were once the bravest and most outstanding warriors beside the Emperor! What is a mere traitor like it?

After hearing those words, the veteran indicated agreement with a nod, his tone no longer confused, and solemnly said: "What you said is correct, brother!"

"Hahaha! That's right!" Xiluosa laughed heartily.

At that very moment, a convoy consisting mainly of two Mammoth-class mobile fortresses, with a total of about one hundred ten or so siege tanks and other ground armored transport and artillery units, approached and parked not far ahead of them.

Moreover, this convoy was precisely sent down from the Vengeful Spirit to the surface, belonging to the follow-up forces of the Shadow Moon Grey Wolf.

Seeing this, Xiluosa patted the veteran's pauldron, went around the cliff edge toward the convoy, and opened the comms: "Everyone, resupply and prepare to continue advancing toward the Imperial Palace."

"Yes."

Next, everyone obtained sufficient ammunition and battery supplies from the convoy, and then the accompanying technicians quickly inspected everyone's powered armor and weapon equipment.

After completing the preparations, the Shadow Moon Grey Wolf, supported by ground armor units, began to continue advancing toward the middle of the trench, and shortly thereafter linked up with the main forces of Sparta's 12th and 13th Battalions and Glory Iron Fist's 32nd and 37th Battalions.

But!

Just as the assembled units wanted to break the brief lull and continue the offensive, the sky over the Terra Imperial Palace suddenly darkened, shifting from a clear azure to a pink and purple light representing another dimension.

Even Xiluosa, who was not particularly adept at Spiritual Energy, sensed that the chaotic power had also suddenly surged!

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