Chapter 506: Immortals Versus Dark Ones (1/2)
Chapter 506: Immortals Versus Dark Ones
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_
One of Guan Dongyang's allies, the Divine Mastery Sect, was the most influential force on Mars. No one knew exactly how powerful they were. Their cultivation was at least twenty years ahead of the rest of the humans, and this was particularly the case in terms of their understanding of the soul energy. Although the Divine Mastery Sect focused solely on inner cultivation and research during the peaceful times, and was not best known for their combat ability, after the Zerg Invasion, they were forced to reveal their unmatched combat skills.
Between pissing off the Divine Mastery Sect and the House Lie, any war-band would choose the latter in a heartbeat.
”How is the situation in Maersa?”
”It is rather strange. The Zergs should have poured out of the city gates by now, but our scouts reported that they had seen none outside the City. Instead, there was a lot of commotion inside. There must be something going on inside the city that has distracted them.”
”Oh? What could it be? The Zergs are not well known for their tolerance.” Aamir asked as he rolled a cigar and lit it up.
”Hans, we need to know more… we must. The Zergs' transition towards humanity is going to be the best shot we have to get rid of them.”
”Yes, Captain.”
Ever since the shipment was raided by the human resistance, the Zergs had acted against their vengeful nature. It was hard to imagine that they would swallow down the loss and let the matters slide.
The Zergs didn't even attack Battle Wolf's camp after it was exposed during the skirmish against Thunder Fire. Although Guan Dongyang had already packed up and relocated, there had been ample time for the Zergs to deliver a blow to Guan Dongyang.
What would have made the Zergs act so out of character?
Meanwhile, loud commotion could be heard from inside Maersa City as if they were preparing for an invasion. It was not only the case in Maersa, but also in all the Zerg occupied cities.
This was an order from the Dark Lord Moye, and there was only one individual who could make the dark Lord Panic: Patroclus.
The news of Patroclus killing the other two Zerg warlords had shocked all the Zergs. Despite the Zergs' aggressive nature, their social status within the highly stratified society was very stagnant. Therefore, things such as murdering the commanders of the same level was unheard of in the history of the Zerg race.
After that incidence, Moye had always been watching out for Patroclus's suspicious actions. The four of them— Moye, Patroclus, and the two warlords killed by Patroclus— had been at the same rank. And now, the number had reduced to two. Moye knew that he would be the next target sooner or later. Therefore, he requested to rule the human world on the other side of the solar system, far away from Patroclus.
The separation worked for a while until Moye recently heard that a secret convey was sent to the Mars by Patroclus.
After the group arrived at Mars, they didn't do anything destructive, but neither did Moye know exactly what they were up to. His report said that the members of the convoy had already infiltrated all occupied cities on Mars.
In the eyes of the Zerg populous, Moye was at least half a rank higher than Patroclus. However, Patroclus never played by the Zerg's rule. Ever since he had assimilated the forces and resources of the two other warlords, Moye had lost all advantage he used to hold against the Ivantian hybrid. By far, most of Patroclus' actions were against the grains of Zerg traditions. He was dismantling the framework that defined the Zergs from inside. What was worse, Patroclus was not alone, since all the dark ones' mindset was similar to him, and their number and influence were growing rapidly.
”Mr. Turbolix, welcome to the City of Maersa.”
”Thank you, Mr. Kun. ”
”The tables are set. Please enjoy.”
”After you, please.”
In the kitchen, human slaves worked diligently to prepare the dishes. Although the Zergs were capable of doing laborious work, they had chosen to let the slaves do their chores.
Lives of the humans who had any use to the Zerg community were spared by their Zerg Master. However, it was not uncommon to hear about slaves being abused to death; it happened almost on a daily basis.
Turbolix walked with heavy and wide strides, his steps carrying confidence and power. He was one of the human warriors that had turned their backs on their own race. He was young and strong, one of Patroclus's favorite generals.