A Core Ship From The Start

Chapter 2660: Chapter 1793: This Hero Is Fishing (This Time’s Situation Is Speechless)

Duanmu Huai had no idea what the Demon King was up to, and even if he knew, he probably wouldn’t care. After leaving the Beast King’s territory, Duanmu Huai divided his team into three groups. Their numbers were growing, now nearly a thousand people, and Duanmu Huai thought it was clearly not safe for so many to move together.

So he made the decision to disperse the team, letting Mary and Hei Chuan Chi Yin lead them separately.

The task he gave Mary was simple: carry on the guerilla warfare back into the Beast King’s territory. Duanmu Huai was sure that when that raging idiot realized they were causing trouble outside the territory, it would fly into a rage and lead its army to chase them.

At that time, Mary could cause chaos in the rear with the others.

It’s imaginable that this could put the Beast King in a state of extreme hypertension, and if it choked to death because of this, all the better.

Though the chances are slim.

Hei Chuan Chi Yin, meanwhile, led another small team, but her mission wasn’t combat; it was reconnaissance. As for Duanmu Huai, he continued to play the role of the elephant, wandering around and crushing anything daring to stand in his way.

While Lisetta volunteered to help them, Duanmu Huai stopped her.

"Why, I just want to help!"

"There’s no use for you there; better to stay here."

"Really?"

Hearing Duanmu Huai’s reply, a hint of surprise and joy appeared in Lisetta’s eyes.

"You mean, I’m of some use?"

The Goddess seemed not to have realized that her self-worth now was defined by "of some use is enough".

"Just a bit, better than useless."

Duanmu Huai wasn’t lying, the Goddess’s appraisal skills were somewhat useful, not the numerical values, which he found irrelevant. But the Goddess’s insights came with the special techniques and skills people could use, which were quite helpful. He had the Goddess go around, identify all human skills, and then let Mary and Hei Chuan Chi Yin take the people they needed.

After all, it’s crucial to know whether your teammates excel in stealth or assault during an operation.

For insurance purposes, Duanmu Huai assigned ten Night Guards to each of them, enough to ensure their safety. He wasn’t worried about Mary, mainly about Hei Chuan Chi Yin... since this was her first solo mission.

"........."

Lisetta didn’t say anything, knowing already that facing Duanmu Huai, no matter what she said, would be pointless. She could only wait in silence, deciding ultimately to leave. Thinking that chatting with people in the rear would be better than staring at Duanmu Huai.

Duanmu Huai didn’t care about Lisetta’s departure; he was staring at the map in his hands, pondering the next moves. Lisetta hoped to eliminate top officials one by one and then annihilate the Demon King. But in Duanmu Huai’s eyes, it was meaningless; he preferred to wipe out the enemy all at once.

Engagement with the Beast King was more like a game, akin to fishing. Even though you had a powerful machine that could directly haul it up, you still let it struggle in the water.

Not to exhaust its strength, but to lure a bigger catch.

Now those foolish aliens surely thought they were cunning enemies but not strong enough, or else they wouldn’t have avoided the Beast King. This would prompt them to make bolder decisions and actions, making it easier for Duanmu Huai to ensnare the aliens. Of course, before that, he needed to do more, to root the Tribunal’s mark in this world, make the Humans Tribunal’s believers, and have their souls serve the Tribunal after death.

First, get the other party to take the bait.

And their next target was already set.

The aliens had issued a proclamation that they would execute the surviving Royal Family members of the Human Kingdom they imprisoned in a city called Partha. It’s a trap anyone with a brain could guess, and Duanmu Huai wasn’t brainless; he was often just unwilling to move.

However, traps have their advantages too.

Because traps aren’t set for free, they certainly require a significant force to maintain.

For Duanmu Huai, this was the best opportunity.

Just needed to make some sacrifices.

Duanmu Huai stood up, looking at the soldiers before him, who stood silently, not moving an inch.

"I assume you are all aware of our next action plan."

Duanmu Huai spoke.

"You will head to Partha to rescue those Royal Family members. Yes, we all know it’s a trap. That’s why we’ll take the bait. Moreover, you should be very aware that aliens have gathered there; you will be defeated, you will die."

"..........."

No one spoke; Lisetta furrowed her brow, unsure why Duanmu Huai was saying this—shouldn’t there be motivational words before battle?

Yet, what Duanmu Huai said next left Lisetta even more shocked.

"Remember, your mission is not to achieve victory. Your mission is to delay the enemy from achieving victory at all costs! The enemy’s resources are far more important than your own! Every second you bravely resist the enemy’s attack, you are depleting their resources, consuming their strength!"

Duanmu Huai’s voice was powerful, echoing amidst the silent crowd.

"This time, you will face defeat, and pay with your useless lives! However, your courageous death, your resolute death, your humble sacrifice will pave the way for humanity’s great triumph tomorrow. By the Tribunal’s destiny, I swear to you here!"

Duanmu Huai clenched his fist and raised it high.

"Humanity will once again become the rulers of this world, the vile and lowly aliens will be utterly destroyed! Their flesh will rot and be devoured, their souls will perish amidst endless agony and wails! And all of this stems from your sacrifice!"

Duanmu Huai’s angry roar reverberated in their ears, they didn’t know if this was true, but they believed it should be true. Or rather, they hoped it was true. But what if it wasn’t? At least they tasted the flavor of freedom, and they tasted the flesh of the enemy. Their revenge had blossomed and borne fruit, they tore off a massive chunk of flesh from the enemy with their own strength.

They saw the aliens’ wails and agony!

So, what do they need now?

They need a future.

Perhaps they won’t see that future, but that man, that Judge promised them a future.

A future in which they do not exist, but can imagine.

No, or rather--- the past.

The world where humanity once ruled all, but this time, they won’t make the same mistakes again. They won’t just regard Orcs as some kind of savage, dangerous race. Aliens are enemies of humanity, aliens must be eradicated, even if it costs their own lives.

Because they are the Death Army!

The sounds of artillery began.

Duanmu Huai’s angry roar still echoed in their ears, soldiers clasped their laser weapons tightly, aimed forward, and pulled the trigger. The crisscrossing laser beams slaughtered wave after wave of Orc armies charging at them. Behind them were the members of the Royal Family bound to the gallows. But they had already lost their breath, and it wasn’t from the Orcs, but from themselves.

Damn!

Sturk stood at the back of the battlefield, tightly clenching his teeth, revealing his fangs as if he wished to tear everything to shreds. The plan was successful, those damn idiots indeed fell into the trap, they had charged in a formation that Sturk hadn’t anticipated, breaking through the defenses and rushing into the execution ground.

Of course, up to here was still within Sturk’s expectations, as long as these guys attempted to break through the blockade and escape, then the spies he had placed would immediately activate and release the poison gas --- yes, these Royal Family members had long betrayed humanity, becoming traitors.

And as long as the battle reached its peak, stabbing them in the back, the Rebel Army will definitely be annihilated!

However, the development of the battle that followed was completely beyond Sturk’s expectations.

After the soldiers entered the execution ground, they didn’t rescue people as he had thought. Instead, they raised their weapons and executed all the Royal family members bound to the gallows right then and there and began setting up defensive measures!

This sudden change instantly disrupted Sturk’s arrangements, he had to issue orders, having the hidden troops nearby rush in to attack the execution ground. However, his orders were still a bit late; when the Beast Race’s army gathered to attack, the other side had already set up defenses and started to counterattack.

The weapons used by those humans were quite peculiar, with a range similar to bows and arrows, and with considerable power. The ordinary Orc armor couldn’t withstand those red rays. Even when some mighty Orcs tried to rely on their robust bodies to break through the defenses, those warriors clad in steel armor standing behind human soldiers would then use cannon-like weapons in their hands to blast them into pieces.

In the first round of the raid, the Beast Race’s army suffered a huge defeat and retreated, leading Sturk to choose to encircle but not attack after reflecting painfully. After all, there’s no water or food in the execution ground. As long as they are trapped inside, these fragile humans have only one path: to death!

Next, those humans seemed to have sensed Sturk’s intentions, launching an attack to break out, only to be repelled by Sturk --- Initially proud about it, Sturk quickly noticed the reason those human soldiers launched their attack was not to break out, but to capture Orcs!

Yes, they broke several Orc limbs and then dragged them back to their positions. Then, under Sturk’s shocked gaze, they cut the throats of these Orcs alive, drank their blood, and roasted their flesh to eat!

Sturk had to admit, when he saw this scene, he felt chilled all over.

These are humans?

These are the weak, incompetent, defenseless humans?

Not only did Sturk think this, but other members of the Beast Race were also terribly startled. After all, humans used to attack Orcs but wouldn’t eat them. But now, these humans not only attack them but also plan to eat them, and right in their faces!

The Orc’s offensive inevitably slowed down, they felt a certain fear facing humans for the first time.

Not facing Heroes, but those weak humans, who sat by the bonfire, roasting the bodies of their kin and drinking blood in large gulps, using the skulls of their kin as goblets!

These are humans!?

What should I do, Lord Demon King?

Sturk ordered several charges, but repeated failures made the Orcs feel fear. Clearly, they had more strength, greater numbers than humans. But now, they lost the courage of a past battlefield, leaving only uneasiness and fear.

If the reports of these events get out, I’m in big trouble!

Sturk gritted his teeth - perhaps, as the confidant of the Demon King, he has no choice but to risk taking action himself!