Chapter 667: No Regrets in This Life

The Black Wind Pirate Group never expected the Insectoids to have such combat power, nor that they would possess the ability to fight in space. Is this the kind of strength a bottom-tier civilization of the third level should have? This is completely different from what the intelligence said, damn it!

Romero also discovered that this was truly a pirate group; it contained all sorts of messy species, and there were quite a few slave soldiers forced into joining. But the Insectoid warriors didn't care about any of that; to them, dealing with enemies meant annihilation. On a battlefield like this, being kind to the enemy is being cruel to oneself.

Regardless, this was good news. This ring-shaped spaceship could not be destroyed; they still had to rely on it to tow the merchant ships back. Commandant Ciku also hadn't expected things to turn out this way. Before long, Romero broke through the defenses and had already fought his way to the command cabin. Looking at the high-civilization Insectoid before him, Commandant Ciku was also stunned. This terrifying Spirit aura—those bastards actually said he was just a half-insectoid? How many more Insectoids could compare to this kind of combat power?

Commandant Ciku was already enveloped in Beast Armed, and he was using a fairly advanced model. Carrying a Giant Battle Axe in his hand, a Universe Storm spread out, and with a roar, he charged toward Romero. Romero's eyes burned with intense light as he directly unleashed his strongest ability. In an instant, Commandant Ciku was completely unable to track Romero's movements.

"Clang!"

Romero's Bone Blade had already pierced through Commandant Ciku. In an instant, the remaining pirates scattered like birds and beasts, with life pods flying out one after another. Once this situation occurred, the other pirate ships also began to scatter and flee. Commandant Ciku's screams had already spread throughout the pirate fleet.

Romero looked at Commandant Ciku: "Say something that will make me spare your life." As he spoke, he tore open the armor on Commandant Ciku's head, revealing a hideous, ugly Orc face.

Commandant Ciku coughed up blood, "Don't kill me, I don't want the bounty anymore, it's all yours, the spaceship is yours too."

Romero frowned: "Who sent you?"

"No one, I accepted the mission on the black market, I don't know the employer. This is the rule of the underground world, don't kill me, I'm not lying to you, I still have treasure, it's all..."

"Romero, keep him alive, this guy might come in handy, we have to recoup our losses," Kevin said excitedly, still dancing around in the life pod. He had actually slipped away during such an exciting and cool moment; it was a real shame.

Suddenly, the spaceship shook. At this moment, the pirate ships and life pods scattering outside were being shot down one by one,

exploding into sparks in space. Large warships appeared in space, their formation and scale completely different.

A full-strength Orc fleet, the regular army of Masa Planet, the Orc Seventh Fleet, commanded by the Masa Star Leader, General Man Ciku. A large Orc warship, thousands of light-type warships, and dense swarms of Orc warriors had completely blockaded this area.

Commandant Ciku looked at the sky full of Orc fleets and suddenly laughed hysterically, "This is General Man Ciku of the Seventh Fleet, one of the top ten experts among Universe-stage Orcs. Damn it, there really isn't a single good thing; I knew a deal this cheap wouldn't fall to me. But you're finished too, this is a trap aimed at you. You're all going to be buried with me." Commandant Ciku was just a lure; his appearance gave the Seventh Fleet a reason to strike. As for Romero and the others, they were, of course, killed by pirates. The remaining four hundred or so Insectoid warriors gathered toward the ring-shaped spaceship where Romero was. Looking at the overwhelming Orc fleet, Romero's gaze was calm as he gently twisted off Commandant Ciku's head. This moment was bound to come sooner or later. What he was relatively glad about was that he hadn't been careless and had sent Kevin away in advance. It was also fortunate that he had thought a bit more; if he had set the coordinates in the direction of Kepler, he would definitely have been intercepted by the Seventh Fleet, and...

Romero's reaction was also extremely swift; he made the decision the moment he exited warp flight. Any later, and he might have been tracked.

Man Ciku, an Orc General, studied the Dinglong Sacred Song, one of the three great sacred songs of the Seventh Art. An old-school Orc noble and a top-tier powerhouse, he guarded Masa Planet and controlled the Orc Seventh Fleet. A powerful figure with real authority, he carried considerable weight throughout the entire Larutu Orc Empire. His personal strength was unfathomable, and he was ranked among the best in the Star Alliance. He had been coveting Kepler Planet for a long time, and with the expansion of the Kepler Star Gate, it would inevitably divert traffic from the Masa Star Gate. He had originally hoped to use the humans of the Solar System to get rid of Romero, but he hadn't expected those trash humans to be wiped out first. He couldn't wait any longer. Directly attacking Kepler was impossible; the Star River Alliance would not sit idly by. But if Romero were reasonably eliminated, a new Leader would naturally appear. Not every Leader would be as uncooperative as Romero.

Going to such great lengths was to ensure nothing went wrong and to leave no future trouble. All the pirates involved would also be wiped out, leaving no survivors. Even if the Star Alliance held him accountable, there would be no evidence. Everyone has a duty to fight pirates; come to think of it, he had avenged Romero, and Kepler would surely thank him in earnest. If they didn't offer millions of tons of K23 Mineral as tribute next year, it would be an insult to his old self.

There was no typical Orc arrogance or greed on Man Ciku's face. He looked at the Insectoid warriors before him with a serious expression. Having coveted them for a long time, he had a detailed assessment of the Insectoid warriors' combat power. These

half-insectoids were neither Zerg nor Human; they possessed strange power and were "instant" products. If Kepler continued to expand, this kind of biochemical unit would indeed be quite troublesome. But the number of Insectoid warriors on Kepler was constantly decreasing, and these warriors were less "fearless" and more "rushing to their deaths." Man Ciku did not let the fleet launch an attack, but instead led numerous Beast Armed warriors

to arrive in space.

"Romero, I'll give you one last chance. Submit to me, and you will still be the Leader of Kepler!" Man Ciku said in a deep voice.

Romero looked at the Insectoid warriors beside him, a mocking sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth, "It won't be long before you regret today's actions."

Man Ciku shook his head, "Since that's the case, as a warrior, I will give you a one-on-one opportunity. I will

take your head with my own hands."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and numerous Beast Armed warriors flew toward the Insectoid warriors like a tide, while more Beast Armed warriors surrounded them from all directions, not giving Romero any chance to escape. The Orcs' ring-shaped spaceship was pursuing the pirates; the pirates' old, broken ships had no chance. Romero smiled as he looked at the sky full of flames. He had imagined countless scenarios, but he hadn't expected the final opponent to be a group of Orcs.

"Brothers, this is our final battle. Thank you all for your protection and care during this time," Romero said.

The Insectoids had a very strong suicidal tendency; many of them had persisted in living only to help him.

"Leader, I hope we can fight side by side again in the next life!"

There was no fear in the eyes of all the Insectoid warriors, only the relief of what was to come. Fighting the final battle with human souls.

--Death is rebirth!

The Insectoids shouted, baring their Bone Blades, igniting the crystals on their bodies, burning their lives to unleash their strongest

Universe Power. The Insectoid warriors charged fearlessly at the dense Orc army. Romero also charged at the fully armed Man Ciku. Any Orc General who could become a General was a top-tier existence in the Star River Alliance in terms of combat power.

With just one punch, Romero felt the pressure. Man Ciku's terrifying Universe Power was released to the fullest, completely different from the standard Universe Power. It wasn't a Universe Power tornado, but Universe Power blooming like the stars themselves.

Universe Force Stage, this was the standard equipment for a General, and Man Ciku was at the unfathomable Universe Gale Peak.

With just one round of attacks, Romero's strongest Insectoid Armor was torn apart. His attacks could not produce any effect against the super Beast Armed triggered by Universe Force. Three-turn Insectoid was already the ceiling for Insectoids; however, this was ultimately a shortcut of bioengineering. No matter how it was strengthened, it had reached its limit and stopped growing. One could increase the strength of some armor or certain minor abilities, but in front of true powerhouses,

it was all just flashy tricks.

Romero fought fearlessly. The Silicon-based Armor on his body kept cracking and shattering under the powerful force. He gradually felt pain—the feeling he once had as a human, having once fought with such passion. Many, many things flashed through his mind: the child on Mars who wanted to become a glorious Mobile Suit pilot, growing up bit by bit, meeting that person, standing on the stage of the competition, everything flashed through his mind. He thought of Polina and his child, an

incomplete life.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by Man Ciku's heavy blow, Romero's body was permeated by the force, his Silicon-based Armor shattered, and his whole body flew out. With a loud explosion, he crashed into the Dawn. Man Ciku frowned; this guy was doing it on purpose, wanting to cause trouble before he died. But he had suffered his fatal blow, and the Universe Power had already disintegrated his flesh. Insectoids were a species that seemed strong on the surface but actually had a very limited ceiling. And most importantly, their incomplete souls did not possess the ability to repair themselves. This was the price for gaining power quickly; essentially, they were no longer complete creatures of the Star River World.

Romero felt his life slipping away rapidly. The power of a General was truly terrifying. His

resilient trajectory, his body completely unable to resist the pervasive erosion of power, his body was on the verge of collapse at any moment. Relying entirely on a single breath, he hung on desperately, struggling to reach the cockpit to activate the spaceship's self-destruct device. He would not leave anything to the enemy. Having finished all this, Romero collapsed powerlessly, and calcification began to appear on the surface of his body. This was the final time for an Insectoid. Kevin watched all this helplessly from the life pod, his eyes red, his fingers digging into his own flesh, but he could do nothing.

In the blink of an eye, the lower half of Romero's body had completely calcified and was still spreading. Romero struggled to open his eyes, which were bright and spirited—this was his final flash of brilliance. A look of relief appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Kevin, tell Li Ge to take good care of Polina and my child. The most glorious battle of my life, Romero, was the day of the competition." No regrets in this life.

The Dawn exploded in space, a violent energy storm sweeping out. All the Insectoid warriors fought until the very last moment. Nothing but ruins remained in space.