Chapter 30: One-sided slaughter, ranking rises!

"It's over!"

"I don't want to Hua Hua Hua Hua Hua Die!"

"Teleport, teleport me out, wuwuwu..."

The three trainees surrounded in front of a ruin were now completely desperate.

More than two hundred alien lords—this was absolute crushing power. ===== CHAPTER 81 =====

And they no longer had the 100,000 points required to initiate an emergency teleport.

"We're in luck this time; three pieces of trash with no points."

A Blade-kin lord with four sharp spikes protruding from his back stared coldly at the three.

"Human, hand over everything in your internal worlds—spirit stones, transcendent equipment, or technological items."

"I, Baruke, can grant you a quick death."

The Blade-kin lord stood beside several insectoid warriors that resembled giant bugs, their sharp eight limbs glinting with cold light.

At his feet, smaller, beetle-like black swarms crawled, filling the circle and constricting the trio's living space.

"Otherwise, you will suffer the endless torment of the heart-eating worms before you Hua Hua Hua Hua Hua Die." Baruke threatened.

He was the most powerful of the forty-some novice lords present.

The Blade-kin were a branch of the Zerg, and their combat power was not to be underestimated.

Baruke and these other aliens lived in the Primordial Realm, and the Empire had granted them a way to survive.

One way was to kill students or force them to use emergency teleports, which earned them battle merits to exchange for resources.

The second was to plunder the students.

The Empire’s strongest, the Great Emperor Emperor Chixing, had promised these aliens:

If they could survive one thousand battles in the High-Level Zone, they would have a chance to leave the Primordial Realm alive.

"Can you spare us?" one student trembled. "You've already forced so many students to use emergency teleports."

"Right, according to Imperial rules, you don't need to hunt us anymore."

Another student, seemingly seeing a glimmer of hope, began to negotiate.

"Even if I were willing to let you go, do you think you could walk out of here alive?" Baruke sneered.

The hope that had just risen in the three students was instantly extinguished.

It was true; there were many other lords here who wouldn't pass up the chance to earn battle merits.

Although Baruke had temporarily become the commander of this group of aliens, his authority was limited.

The other alien lords would not agree to let these students go.

"Baruke, why waste your breath on them!"

Just then, the swarm parted, and a lord wearing a monocle walked over.

"If you won't do it, let me!"

Baruke looked around; the other lords were closing in as well.

They were waiting for Baruke to kill these students.

They had participated in the battle, and once it ended, the Primordial Realm would judge the outcome and distribute a small amount of battle merits to the participants.

"Death is coming either way—let's fight them!"

Driven by despair, one student charged toward the swarm.

"Since that's how it is, then Hua Hua Hua Hua Hua Die!"

Baruke waved his hand coldly, and the swarm surged toward the three students.

However, at that very moment.

A sudden change occurred!

"Boom!"

The ground suddenly shook and trembled.

As if an earthquake had struck, the earth cracked open amidst the ruins.

Vines erupted from the soil,

wrapping around the waists of the three students and pulling them straight into the air.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

In an instant, the vines deposited the three students onto the rooftop of a nearby high-rise.

"Huh? What is this?"

*Swish, swish, swish!*

All the alien lords stared in astonishment at the scene,

their gazes fixed on the previously unremarkable rooftop.

There, a silver-white figure stood at the edge of the roof, looking down at the multitude of alien lords.

"There's another one!"

"My detector didn't pick him up!"

"Damn it, when did he hide up there!"

"Is this... a Plant-type lord?"

Baruke’s pupils contracted; instinctively, he felt a trace of crisis.

Without him noticing, vines and plants had crawled all over the city ruins.

Plant-type lords were rarely seen in ten thousand battles; to encounter one was to have fought ten thousand!

Seeing the quantity of these vines and the energy fluctuations, Baruke realized he had encountered a genius of the Empire!

On the rooftop, Zhao Xing looked at the three pale-faced students he had pulled up.

"Stay here and don't move."

"Once the Primordial Realm determines your combat state has ended, you can teleport out normally."

The three students were overjoyed and nodded frantically.

Having survived a desperate situation, they were too overwhelmed by the sudden shift from despair to relief to speak.

Zhao Xing, meanwhile, sat cross-legged on the ground, his spiritual sense transmitting commands to his plant troops.

He launched an attack on all the alien lords simultaneously!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The first to move were the Explosive Iron Trees on the perimeter.

Thousands of explosive fruits detonated amidst the alien crowd.

The sharp thorns and the shockwaves of the explosions engulfed every alien lord.

[Warning: You have entered a combat state!]

[In this state, normal teleportation requires five minutes of being out of combat.]

[You may spend 100,000 points to initiate an emergency teleport.]

A notification appeared on his smart interface.

A smile played on Zhao Xing’s lips.

His entry into a combat state meant that those alien lords had also entered a combat state.

The rule that "combat state prevents normal teleportation" applied to the alien lords as well.

"Bang! Bang, bang, bang!"

The thick trunks of the Tough Vines swept across, and a dozen lords were sent flying instantly,

their own troops perishing along with them.

The level cap for Plant-type lord troops in the growth stage was higher than most other troops.

Furthermore, the troops in Zhao Xing’s territory had been enhanced by his talent and had reached the maturity stage.

It was a suppression of both level and quality!

A single lash from a Tough Vine shattered a giant boulder in the ruins;

it was more than enough to deal with the mortal bodies of these lords.

On the spot, over a dozen lords were beaten into a bloody pulp, dead beyond repair.

"Quick, charge that high-rise and kill him! Now!"

Baruke roared. This suddenly appearing Plant-type lord

gave him a sense of crisis he had never felt before.

Having fought in hundreds of battles, Baruke had never seen such a powerful novice lord.

Looking out, the surrounding city ruins had almost become a world of plants.

The deployment capability of this Plant-type lord was terrifying; everything had been done in complete silence!

Looking around, the surrounding city ruins almost became the world of plants.

This plant lord’s ability to lay out the field is too terrible; everything was done in silence!