Chapter 11

When the Path of "Containment" reached its end, he didn't even dare to imagine how many types of power he could possess.

Could it be...

Omniscient and omnipotent?

Let's forget about that.

A certain one whose title included "omniscient and omnipotent."

Not only did a strange consciousness wake up in his body, but even his corpse was eaten by his subordinates.

As for deploying the next containment item...

Bai Xuan had some ideas.

Now, he was in a good mood, so he got up and walked to Pom-Pom's side.

This conductor of mysterious origin was currently in a state of being both scared and wanting to watch. Seeing Bai Xuan walk to its side, it put its hands on its hips and puffed out its almost non-existent chest:

"Ahem—"

"That definitely wasn't Pom-Pom being scared just now, right?"

"Those three warriors must be the elite of the elite!"

Bai Xuan pinched the monocle in front of his right eye, smiling without a word.

……

"Herta" Space Station.

After seeing the logo on the shoulder armor of the few big guys in tin cans clearly.

March 7th was startled.

"Foundation?"

They came so fast!

Could it be that the Foundation has a team on standby at all times, ready to handle events related to containment items?

Just as March 7th was wondering this.

She saw the three interstellar warriors throw out blue light locks, wrapping them around the Old Man.

Strangely, the black slime on the Old Man failed to corrode them at all.

Don't know if it was some kind of superpower or the Foundation's equipment.

After tying the Old Man up and hanging it in mid-air, preventing it from touching the surface of the space station.

The Old Man's eerie ability lost its utility.

On the side.

March 7th lay blankly on the spot, her mind a complete blank.

The sudden development made her even forget the pain of hitting the bulkhead.

All of this... was like a dream.

Were the people from the Foundation all this fierce?

If they hadn't appeared... Dan Heng and she really wouldn't have been able to effectively fight the Old Man.

Perhaps after Mr. Yang arrived, he could restrict its mobility...

Various thoughts flooded her mind, making her forget for a moment that she was lying on the ground and that her current mission was to save a girl.

She saw.

Another group of Voidrangers arrived here silently.

But they were met with ultimate death.

The three interstellar warriors, one guarded beside the Old Man.

The other two, one guarded each side.

This was the first time the Space Marines had appeared on a conventional battlefield.

It was also their first time declaring the military power they possessed to the entire universe.

Bolters roared, blowing the raiding Voidrangers into pieces.

Then, with a flash, they accurately inserted their power swords into the connection points of the Voidrangers' shells, pinning their spines, then easily pulled them out, drawing a silver line in the darkness and cutting a floating Voidranger in half at the waist.

As experienced Space Marines, they fought against aliens on the battlefield, and discovering and attacking enemy weaknesses had become an instinct as natural as breathing when recovering various containment items.

At the same time, when moving positions and turning their bodies, they would also take the opportunity to give the opponent a hard hit with their sturdy shoulder armor.

And just when something that looked like a black ball tried to hide behind a box to launch a long-range attack.

It was blown to pieces by a shot from the big guy guarding the spot.

The trust and tacit understanding formed through hundreds of years of fighting and training were another efficient and lethal weapon of the Space Marines.

Once the Voidrangers of the Antimatter Legion around the cabin were cleared.

One warrior took off his helmet, revealing a resolute face full of vicissitudes and stories.

What was noteworthy was that there were five gold studs on his left eyebrow.

That Space Marine looked up at the ceiling and said:

"Administrator, 7th Action Squad of the 1st Battle Company reporting to you."

"SCP-106 recovery complete."

The voice was low and mellow, like a cup of latte in the morning.

So cool...

It was like a dancer dancing...

And like a master proficient in music theory, using the sounds of gunfire and swords, with the death of the enemy as notes, playing a "Symphony of Destiny."

And when Welt Yang also arrived at this cabin section.

March 7th finally reacted.

She was still on the live stream!

Wouldn't her embarrassing appearance be exposed to the entire universe!

It's over, it's over!

How can I get married in the future!

Thus, after expressing her gratitude to the Space Marines.

March 7th pulled Dan Heng and ran all the way.

Running toward the cabin where the beautiful girl was.

……

Xianzhou "Luo Fu."

"Foundation... elite warriors..."

Jing Yuan changed his usual loose and lazy appearance, standing behind the desk, quietly pondering.

Others might pay more attention to the Foundation and the containment items.

But as the General of the "Cloud Knights," the most impressive thing to him.

Naturally, were the three warriors who appeared last.

Although with the "Cloud Knights" suppressing the situation, the overall social order of Xianzhou "Luo Fu" would not be in turmoil.

On Xianzhou, most are long-lived species.

Among the Cloud Knights, there are almost no outworlders.

At least before serving for a thousand years, Cloud Knight soldiers don't need to worry about the decline in combat power caused by the decay of blood and Qi.

And they, being experienced, are the strongest shield guarding Xianzhou.

It's just that...

Compared to those three warriors clad in heavy armor, with a greatsword in one hand and a bolter in the other...

It was far from enough.

If one were to compare the Cloud Knights, who have always been considered "invincible," with those few warriors...

Not to mention one-on-one, could they fight ten-on-one?

On this point, Jing Yuan suddenly lost confidence.

The look in their eyes after taking off their helmets.

Seemed to prove that the only reason for those warriors' existence.

Was to step onto the battlefield and fight in blood!

His light-colored eyes looked toward the sky.