Chapter 338: Beastmen Legion Takes Shape

The clamorous Peace Star Region.

Hidden darkness, the boundless void far from any star system.

A massive warship, entirely black and resembling a snarling trident, brims with exaggerated spiritual energy that completely envelops the whole vessel.

If this were a human warship, one would surely be astonished by its extravagant waste of spiritual energy.

But this is a Dark Spirit Race warship, and moreover the flagship of Weike Te, so this spiritual energy is not wasteful at all; it even greatly enhances the ship's cloaking ability.

However, the main Dark Spirit Race fleet that once surrounded Weike Te's flagship has now vanished completely.

Along with it, the Empire's patrol fleet that had been constantly on guard against Weike Te is also gone.

After all, an entire Dark Spirit Race fleet is easy to capture, but the galaxy's number one mobile warship, the Doom Shadow, is far harder to seize.

Yet successfully evading the patrol fleet left by Xisi brings little joy to Weike Te and his crew aboard the Doom Shadow.

They merely continue to compile the various intelligence gathered during this period.

As they confront an ever-growing amount of information, Weike Te's complexion grows increasingly grim.

At this moment, the Bridge of the Doom Shadow.

The newly appointed, most trusted subordinate of Weike Te, the Conspiracy Regiment Commander, faces a flood of projected images and keeps speaking:

"Right now, the Terran bio‑ship and the human‑Beastmen combined fleet are almost constantly grinding each other on the entire front line."

"At the same time, they continuously dispatch raid fleets that penetrate each other's rear, repeatedly launching assaults and counter‑assaults!"

"Add to that several key ground‑level struggles for world control; one can say that from the surface to space, both sides have fallen into a full‑scale war of attrition."

"Moreover, because both sides are wildly mass‑producing troops, this already intense conflagration is surprisingly still in a rapid expansion phase,"

"Perhaps it was previously just a peripheral planet where the two sides exchanged assaults."

"Soon, as the front lines keep expanding and both sides pour in ever more forces, it will quickly turn into a new meat‑grinder battlefield."

"Then, in the grinding process, both sides desperately seize the fallen opponents' corpses, transport them further back, and convert them into fresh living power."

"The living power then continues to accumulate, spawning even more battlefields."

The Conspiracy Regiment Commander explains that, thanks to the Doom Shadow's powerful cloaking and scanning abilities, the information Weike Te possesses at this moment is not inferior to Xisi's.

He is also counted among the galaxy's only three forces capable of probing the entire intelligence network.

But while listening to his subordinate's briefing and watching the screen, Weike Te's complexion subtly flickered a barely perceptible twitch of his eyes before his men.

That is the boundless front line.

Almost every planet and every star system bears the scars of past clashes, or is currently embroiled in combat.

And any one of these battlefields, when taken out, dwarfs the scale of the Dark Spirit Race's main fleet.

Although the Dark Spirit Race is not known for its size, and its warships' mobility is unmatched.

Although Weike Te can utter countless "although"s.

Yet even the most optimistic, most proud members of the Dark Spirit Race feel a deep despair in their hearts after seeing the scale of both sides.

"How are both sides... killing more and more at the same time?!"

The Dark Spirit Race can understand the increasing carnage, after all they know the traits of Terrans and Green Skin.

But when such a scene appears before them, they still can't help a sudden jolt in their hearts.

Yet the most startling point for the Dark Spirit Race present was the detail that the Conspiracy Regiment Commander, after outlining the overall situation and pausing, finally mentioned—the matter that Weike Te cares about most.

The Conspiracy Regiment Commander takes a deep breath, then raises his hand and waves, causing the projected image to shift again.

This time, instead of a collage of dense images, a tall figure appears, accompanied by a group of similar but smaller silhouettes behind it.

It is evident that this footage is not live but recorded.

When the figure materializes, it instantly turns its head toward the area beyond the projection, its gaze seeming to pierce through the screen and land directly on the people aboard the Doom Shadow.

Then it lifts its right hand, brandishing a bizarre handheld cannon—clearly not of Empire technology—and fires a shot at the screen.

Just before the image vanishes, a Subspace rift is spontaneously created, instantly tearing the projection apart.

Weike Te and his comrades feel a lingering, almost visceral dread, and as the image disappears, a new cycle begins.

Thus, amid the endlessly looping footage, the Conspiracy Regiment Commander's words drive the atmosphere down to freezing.

"The one firing... uh, Beastmen."

"Named 'Xisi-One-Arm', he is the supreme leader of all Beastmen under Xisi, and as you see, yes, exactly as everyone imagined..."

"From any angle, he is an unequivocal:"

"Ancient Beastmen!"

Since the Conspiracy Regiment Commander knew this in advance, his expression, though still rather baffled at this point, manages to stay somewhat composed.

But the other Dark Spirit Race members, upon hearing this, instantly widen their eyes in shock.

The spirit race, especially the Dark Spirit Race, and even the Conspiracy Regiment Commander who can climb up.

Their control of expression can be said to be the galaxy's absolute first tier.

Yet this very group is genuinely startled by the news, their eyes widening noticeably.

Although not a full-blown stare of horror with stiff limbs, just a simple collective widening of the eyes.

But if this scene spreads, it could incite even greater terror among the lower ranks of the Dark Spirit Race.

What news could cause these masters of 'expression management' to be so shocked?

A whisper on the Doom Shadow's Bridge, however, reveals the cause of everyone's shock.

"A... 40K... newborn!"

"Ancient Beastmen?!"

He stammers softly, especially emphasizing the three words 'newborn' with increased volume and weight.

Those three words are the real reason the Dark Spirit Race is truly shocked.

They are not afraid of Ancient Beastmen themselves, but they fear the continual resurgence of Ancient Beastmen across the galaxy!

Especially the force that brings Ancient Beastmen to descend upon the galaxy, it is the human Xisi himself who boldly declares himself an enemy!

This situation is no less than what they have in the real universe, where they have found themselves a living father akin to a Color Devil!

Although both are genetic products of the Ancient Saint, the Ancient Beastmen are the Ancient Saint's ultimate masterpiece.

Leaving aside other matters, a single Green Skin zone network untouched by Subspace already leaves the Spirit Clan far behind by countless streets.

And when they thought of having to confront such a living father, the Conspiracy Regiment Commanders, after a brief widening of their eyes, for the first time all stared straight at Wei Ke Te!

They said nothing, but the simultaneous gaze already explained everything.

And at this moment Wei Ke Te no longer displays his former arrogance, only a subdued demeanor after making a faulty decision.

Then, with a grand gesture, he unveiled another scene.

He then pointed to the Terran "Ancient Ship" amid a sea of bio‑ships in the image, and the Ancient Ship's bewildered, self‑doubting gaze after receiving the frontline footage from the bio‑ship, and shifted the topic:

"Now the truly confused..."

"... are the Terrans!"