Chapter 331: Is This Still Green Skin?

The boundless sea of corpses in Nest City.

Many who had escaped the cataclysm, the planetary Governor, the Nobility and officials who hadn't even had time to rejoice, were seized and brought in by the Black Watch.

Then, rows upon rows knelt before the corpse sea, under the raging rebuke of the fire lizard priest, drenched in sweat and terror, their bodies trembling like sifted chaff, listening to the priest's ever‑louder cries of "Guilty!"

Finally, a wave of engineer's shovels hacked at the throats of those fat‑headed, big‑eared nobles, cutting flesh in a jerky rhythm.

Often a single swing couldn't sever the head; the Black Watch had to strike repeatedly, and amid the nobles' endless wailing and horrified screams, they finally cleaved the heads off, then kicked them into the corpse sea to lie together with the citizens who had once trusted them.

That jerky "cutting" of flesh also terrified the nobles still waiting in line, leaving large swaths of their trousers soaked.

Oh, by the way, the Black Watch's jerky chops aren't due to the newer generation's lack of strength, nor because the shovels are dull.

It's because they refuse to use the sharp edge, insisting on the blunt side.

The way they swing the shovels, strictly speaking, isn't cutting flesh at all, but more like smashing it.

And watching the necks being smashed alive is exactly why the nobles behind them are terrified to the point of losing control of their bowels.

But there's nothing to be done; after all, Xisi learned that the batch of Tyran war beasts had been deliberately placed there by the nobles.

They did it to conveniently purge the Chicken Thieves mixed among them, and then lock tens of billions of civilians together with the Tyran war beasts.

The sound of flesh being smashed kept echoing amid the nobles' cries.

Meanwhile, as Xisi issued a command to eradicate all insects and vermin, his attention remained on another major matter.

That matter was also something Lai Shande truly needed Xisi to personally inspect.

It was why, on the battlefield adjoining the Sanctum Star, dozens of Beastmen suddenly emerged!

A short distance away, Xisi stared dumbfounded at the upright figures before him, no longer the ragged Green Skin, but a fairly orderly line of Beastmen.

After studying them for a while, he reluctantly changed his habitual label from Green Skin to Beastmen.

These Beastmen, however, were not Ancient Beastmen, as they still retained many Green Skin traits while edging toward the Ancient Beastmen form.

"So you were scattered, then received a plea for aid from this world, and that's how you ended up here?"

Xisi looked at the Beastmen before him, unusually fervent toward him, and confirmed why they were here.

The Beastmen immediately nodded excitedly, hurriedly responding to their leader.

"We came just like that."

Seeing the lingering Green Skin demeanor and gestures, Xisi used the Green Skin regional net to repeatedly verify that these Beastmen were not impostors.

Finally, something like Lai Shande's inability to hold back emerged.

Slightly bowing his head, Xisi couldn't help to make a snide remark:

"The Ancient Saint, in his dying moments, tinkered with this Ancient Beastman—it's surprisingly overpowered."

"I haven't even led them yet; after a few hundred years of high‑intensity training with Tyran on Sanctum Star, they somehow developed a Beastman tendency on their own."

"If I were to guide them a bit more..."

Although these Beastmen were loyal to his Xisi Empire, the thought made Xisi unable to refrain from expressing his astonishment at the Ancient Saint.

"They truly are a force that can wrestle with the peak Dead Spirits and the Star God."

"The Ancient Saint really does have some serious skill."

After whispering to himself, Xisi looked up as another group of nobles behind him began wailing, ready to ask more questions.

He gave the Beastmen unit a serious up‑and‑down appraisal.

Their physiques were considerably more coordinated than Green Skin, and their gear—whether due to Imperial coordination or their own Beastman inclination—was unclear.

In short, the equipment appeared far more streamlined and disciplined.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Xisi wouldn't even dare imagine that Green Skin could ever adopt uniform attire.

Of course, even now the Beastmen forcibly wearing Imperial Helmets still looked somewhat comical.

Yet just this outward appearance already showed their growing distance from traditional Green Skin.

Can you believe it?

Their axes and broadswords were actually beginning to shift toward high‑tech gear!

At this moment, Xisi saw that these Xisi Beastmen had fewer axes, but a greater variety of high‑tech equipment.

After inspecting, Xisi spoke:

"From what I heard, you mean they were scattered during a localized decisive battle against the Tyran?"

The Xisi Beastmen nodded repeatedly.

"No wonder; only a battle of that scale would justify mobilizing elite forces like you."

Xisi thought it natural; in his view, this Beastman‑type Green Skin was an absolute elite force, deployed only on decisive‑battlefields.

However, the Beastmen opposite, who instinctively began to frantically nod at their tribal leader, halted abruptly after two quick nods.

If they were ordinary Green Skin, they'd just accept it—since the leader said so, My Thought would be that.

These Beastmen, after a brief hesitation, flicked their eyes, clearly engaging in some thought.

Then, under Xisi's puzzled stare, they shook their heads hesitantly.

"We... probably aren't elite."

The Beastmen hesitated; Xisi, hearing this, paused to think, then explained:

"I'm not comparing you to the one‑armed kid's leaders or the Black Gold Forbidden Army; I'm comparing you to ordinary Green Skin."

Xisi assumed the Beastmen misunderstood, but as he added, they shook their heads even more decisively:

"But we are ordinary Green Skin."

"You call yourselves ordinary Green Skin? What kind of ordinary..."

Finally, Xisi could say no more, because as he followed the Beastmen's answers, a scenario that outsiders would find unbelievable seemed... to be happening within Xisi's own Xisi Empire.

Xisi's voice grew softer and softer, until it fell completely silent.

After a moment of silence, reflecting on the Beastmen's replies, a sudden thought rose in his heart, and even Xisi couldn't help but let out a long, trembling sigh.

Afterward, before asking the question buried in his heart, Xisi swallowed, first steadying his mind.

He raised his head and earnestly looked at the innocent-looking beastman before him.

Xisi spoke, each word deliberate:

"You say you're just ordinary Green Skin?"

The beastman nodded, and Xisi continued:

"Following your words, that means the Sith Kids on Sanctuary Star have already......"

"They've all become beastmen?"

Xisi asked cautiously, his eyes locked firmly on the group of 'innocent' Sith beastmen before him.

The beastmen didn't think that much; they were earnestly waiting for Xisi to finish his question, then without hesitation......

Keep nodding!

Fanluosi and Lai Shan De, watching on: '???'

Xisi also froze for a moment, then drew a sharp breath:

"What does that mean?"

"The beastmen have started forming units?!"