Chapter 61: Why Does This Alien Form Love to Send Itself to Death So Much?

The Bridge was completely quiet.

Kailuo was also shocked, but far less so than Fami'er and the other crew members who had been watching the screen.

Because Kailuo only saw the outcome, whereas Fami'er and the crew saw the entire process.

The process was extremely simple and straightforward, with nothing worth mentioning; summed up in six characters:

Landing, appearing, being killed in an instant......

Even though the process was simple, the shock Fami'er felt was far more intense than Kailuo's.

He stood dumbfounded in place, staring at the entire shuttle's worth of Spirit Race Pirates corpses on the screen, expression dead, his wide eyes unable to shift even a fraction from the bodies.

The already sparsely populated Spirit Race Pirates could no longer simply describe such a massive, meaningless loss as mere heartache.

Especially when the Spirit Race Pirates died instantly, leaving no chance to use a Soul Stone.

Soul Stones are items the Spirit Race Pirates use to protect their own souls, specifically to ensure that after death they are not taken and tormented by the Color Devil, which is obsessed with the Spirit Race Pirates.

In other words, if certain forces or individuals could systematically eradicate the Spirit Race Pirates, denying them any chance to enter a Soul Stone, then......

the Color Devil would rejoice!

Of course, Spirit Race Pirates who entered Subspace could only face the Color Devil, showing a 'smile'.

At that moment, watching the line of fallen Spirit Race Pirates, Fami'er felt his heart bleed, his breathing even halted.

Especially seeing that group of 'Monkeys' rudely fiddling with their own corpses, even directly comparing them to Green Skin and concluding they were less clever than Green Skin, Fami'er was so enraged he pointed at the screen, his mouth moving several times, nearly losing the noble elegance of a Spirit Race Pirate.

Even without speaking, Kailuo nearby watched these humans infuriate a Spirit Race Pirate to the point of breaking defense, both amazed at the exaggeration and secretly delighted, giving them a thumbs‑up in his mind.

Then Kailuo, reverting to his role as a competent Merchant Ronin, quickly stepped in to interrupt.

He tapped the screen, switching the view to another shuttle's angle, hoping to let Fami'er see other relatively normal battle lines and distract him.

Seeing in the footage that the Spirit Race Pirates were no longer killed instantly on landing, but instead crushing ordinary humans with their exaggerated agility and advanced technology, Fami'er finally gritted his teeth and steadied his mind.

Then, without looking at the screen, he glared at Kailuo viciously.

"Didn't you say the lower level was easy to beat?"

Facing Fami'er's accusing stare, Kailuo squinted slightly, a merchant's grin appearing on his face:

"I said there are only mortals below; that part wasn't wrong!"

Kailuo spoke up, and Fami'er was suddenly silenced by those words.

He tried several times to resume blaming the other, but after thinking it over, Kailuo insisted he truly hadn't misspoken.

Now the only problem was that their own powerful Spirit Race Pirates couldn't defeat mortals!

Fami'er, after holding back for a while, suddenly withdrew his gaze from Kailuo and turned back to the screen.

After all, even after the brief switch, the Spirit Race Pirates on the screen could still dominate mortals whose equipment was far inferior.

Fami'er was repeatedly broken by the strange humans at Tower Top and Kailuo's anger, especially the line 'less clever than Green Skin' which felt like a dagger to his heart.

He now desperately needed a Spirit Race Pirates‑versus‑humans slaughter to soothe his mood.

But when, after that brief interval, he looked back, the scene caused his eyes—hardly suppressed—to open slowly again.

Although there was no instant appearance kill like at Tower Top, watching the new recruits under Black Watch Command rapidly increase their combat power, now able to trade blows with the Spirit Race Pirates and even occasionally counter‑kill, Fami'er's widened eyes ceased to reflect anger, resentment, or contempt, becoming gradually numb.

Finally, the Spirit Race Pirates below clearly sensed something amiss; faced with millions of new recruits surging from all directions under Black Watch Command, they knew that not only robbery was impossible, but even surviving to return might be a problem.

In this crisis, the Spirit Race Pirates below quickly devised a new plan: they retreated to the shuttle, using its heavy firepower to suppress the surrounding hot‑blooded new recruits that made onlookers' scalp tingle, then turned and propelled the shuttle straight toward Tower Top.

Seeing this, Kailuo finally put away his sarcasm and showed a hint of approval.

The completely numb Fami'er let out a sudden breath, oddly feeling an urgent desire for recognition from the other humans, his voice rising:

"Right, the defensive forces are elsewhere now; Tower Top must be empty. If we go up and behead their Governor, everything still has a chance!"

Fami'er quickly explained; although Kailuo and the other humans nearby felt a bit annoyed, faced with Kailuo's warning glance, they could only silently recite the Falomoer family motto in their hearts.

Business is always just business!

At this moment, Fami'er could not possibly just run away; setting aside whether he could escape under anti‑air fire, the dead Spirit Race Pirates alone would have to try every means to take their souls away as much as possible.

Thus Fami'er greatly admired the lower group's approach; after all, in his view, nothing is easier to bully than a human mortal officer!

However, Fami'er, full of anticipation, saw the empty‑handed Bunoke and Daiweiluo rush in from below, and the first emotional ripple of this inexplicable attack resurfaced.

Looking at Bunoke's ecstatic face, even as he led people away from Tower Top, seeming to think it was because they had successfully mobilized their Alien Form, Bunoke was momentarily speechless.

Watching the excited Alien Form charge straight toward Tower Top, Bunoke thought seriously, then lowered his head, glanced around, and could only look at Daiweiluo, who, also thrilled to learn of the Alien Form,

"They sent a wave at Tower Top."

"And they helped train our troops in our crowd, sending another wave."

"Now they're not fighting new recruits below, but flying toward Lord Sisi."

"Why are they still so happy???"

Bunoke was bewildered, while the empty‑handed Daiweiluo, gripping an Explosive Gun that hadn't fired in who knows how long, looked regretfully at the departing Spirit Race Pirates.

Then, facing Bunoke's astonishment, he set down the Explosive Gun and said irritably:

"They're going to behead Xisi!"

Bunoke was startled, his eyes widening instantly as he stared at the ecstatic Spirit Race Pirates charging into the clouds; his mouth twitched several times, his face flushing red, before he abruptly withdrew his gaze:

"Xisi... behead..."

"These words can actually be combined together?"

Bunoke was speechless, and when the surrounding new recruits—who had never witnessed their own superior's terror—asked "Need support?", Bunoke suddenly felt completely relieved.

He was even too lazy to lift his eyelid further; seeing the sky reach noon, Bunoke put down his machine gun, a look of relief on his face:

"Since things have come to this, let's eat first."