Chapter 345: You Warned Him, Why Hit Me?

"How could this be possible?"

On the Bridge.

Watching the Endshadow's violent tremor caused by its struggle, Victor stared in disbelief at the powerful spiritual energy that enveloped the entire Endshadow.

At the same moment Victor uttered this, Raymond also clearly displayed his shock at the fact that the Endshadow, an ancient flagship, was restrained solely by spiritual energy.

Then, instead of Victor reacting, Raymond suddenly stepped forward, and while Victor was bewildered, used a highly practiced motion to project the surrounding view of the Endshadow directly before their eyes.

Soon, as the images surrounding the entire flagship streamed in, the whole Bridge fell dead silent in an instant!

Even Victor, who had just been excited a second ago, saw exactly what encircled his warship and his eyes instantly turned into a pool of dead water.

Raymond, looking at the scene, realized that the thing he feared most had actually happened.

The damn Shitpit Galaxy indiscriminately pits everyone, but as a return, the Shitpit Galaxy constantly spawns all kinds of legends.

This is both the core on which the Secret Cult survives, and also the thing the Secret Cult fears most.

So when Xisi appeared before Raymond, bringing every legend he could summon,

Raymond knew that any action at this moment would be superfluous.

After all, even Aolake, who had just left, re-emerged from Subspace once he confirmed the Endshadow was controlled.

At a distance almost face-to-face, he aimed the dense Macro Cannon array and the massive Gauss Light Spear mounted on the ship's spine at the Endshadow.

At this moment, both flagships, though legendary massive warships,

When the Endshadow lost mobility and was tightly locked by Aolake, everyone knew Aolake needed only a single shot to blast the Endshadow into fragments like fireworks.

Seeing the dense massive cannon mouths outside the port window, Victor's whole body slumped completely.

Raymond, after a brief silence, swallowed hard and aimed the observation equipment he brought at the crowd surrounding him.

Hundredfold Washituoer and Xisi need no introduction.

What truly made Raymond dare to fulfill his duty even before death was the scene that the outsiders around him could never have imagined.

Is the Secret Cult a conglomerate of multiple races and civilizations?

The people Xisi has gathered now seem to be in direct opposition, also boasting a lineup not weaker than the Secret Cult's!

The three major Demon Original Bodies of the Evil God faction now stand with the Evil God's Blessing, eager to intervene themselves.

Beside the three Demon Original Bodies, the Empire's legends also form a lavish lineup.

Magnus, bearing the Divine Emperor's Blessing, radiates crimson vigor, while the immortal Makado unleashes exaggerated spiritual energy that overwhelms the Evil God's power.

Even Mao Ge risked everything to empower the first newly born 40K Ancient Beastmen, making it appear in the team at the perfect pinnacle of a heavenly war.

Besides the Evil God, the Empire, and the Green Skin side, there is also a faction in the crowd that is neither Evil God nor Empire.

When the Golden Speech envoy Luo Jia, Hundredfold Washituoer, and Xisi appeared on the scene, their strength was no less than the powerful lineups of the Evil God and the Empire, also showcasing power that drew everyone's attention.

To catch this attack, Luo Jia even accepted help from the Evil God, allowing him to cross the long galaxy and forcibly teleport onto Aolake.

Now, when Luo Jia learned that within this Alien Form flagship there was a Secret Cult member,

His guilt over failing to protect his true god's holy site turned into a raging fury.

Even as Luo Jia floated in the void, the holy banner in his hand, and the wails of Eribas and others, became even more mournful under the divine flame.

It's unclear whether Luo Jia did this deliberately, but the mournful wails pierced the warship, echoing deep within the souls of all dark spirit races inside the Endshadow.

Combined with the faint Color Devil's sneer, Raymond was fine, but almost all spirit races were now in great panic.

Until Victor's face turned deathly pale for half a day, he gritted his teeth, mustered his last ounce of strength, and glared fiercely at Raymond, who had brought him here.

"Aren't your Secret Cult supposed to be powerful?"

"You also call people, bring all your Secret Cult members here, and fight them!"

Victor, in a fierce tone, uttered the softest plea for help.

Hearing Victor's words, Raymond, who had been busy gathering intelligence, was taken aback.

He even glanced back at Victor amid his busy tasks.

"Ah?"

"Do you mean you want me to go out and fight them?"

Raymond said nothing, but his gaze conveyed that confusion.

Seeing Raymond's look, Victor's face grew increasingly uncontainable, showing anxiety:

"It's not you; it's you who should call people!"

Victor truly regretted from the bottom of his heart, genuinely remorseful for having listened to the Secret Cult's words and coming here to find Xisi unpleasant.

He now believes he can't win, so he can only place his hope in Raymond to summon more Secret Cult members.

But once Raymond understood Victor's thought, he simply tilted his head, too lazy to deal with Victor.

Seeing Raymond's attitude toward him, Victor was briefly stunned, then completely lost composure.

He didn't even need a signal; he stepped back half a step, and the already-prepared dark spirit races around him rushed wildly at Raymond.

"Since your Secret Cult is scared, I will use your brain as my welcome gift!"

Victor spoke fiercely, and Raymond seemed to have anticipated it; he didn't even turn his head, as powerful spiritual energy surged around him.

The group of dark spirit races that had just prepared to obey Victor's command and charge forward.

Suddenly they split off, turning to stand beside Raymond.

Seeing that half of his subordinates were Secret Cult members, Victor was furious.

He was about to speak to slay everyone when the dense Macro Cannon array outside the port window...

Fired!

"What? I still have to waste time watching you dogs bite dogs?"

Xisi's expression was cold; he was too lazy to consider whether Raymond and Victor were merely acting.

After all, in this situation, nothing is simpler and more direct than a round of Macro Cannon fire.

Xisi also isn't worried that Raymond and Victor will run away; otherwise wouldn't it be a betrayal to the luxurious formation he barely managed to assemble?

Now Xisi only wants to tell the Secret Cult: since you warned me, don't blame me when I return Tenfold, Hundredfold!

The fierce bombardment turned the Doomsday Shadow into a spray of debris.

Among countless soaring ship hulls, a figure surrounded by spiritual energy appeared in the void.

And beside him stood Victor, his eyes burning with anger that would not accept death, staring fixedly toward Raymond.

"Sir, you have won; we have received your warning."

"I only hope that, since we let you go that day, you will reciprocally let me leave."

"I'm not afraid of death; it's just that many things are still waiting for me to do."

Raymond floated in the middle of Xisi's luxurious formation, and Xisi looked at Raymond, then, under the other's natural gaze, without any words, raised his hand.

Black Spear's explosive projectile blasted off Raymond's head.

Then Xisi pointed his spear at the corpse of Raymond, addressing the dark void and the Secret Cult that were spying from behind the darkness:

"I will find you all, then one by one......"

"Blast you to mush!"