"Watch out! They can rge with the space!"
The injured Greyrock Clan mber covered his body and retreated to the side.
Looking closely, large chunks of rock fragnts were peeling off from his body, and the wounds showed a strange dissolving state, unable to heal at all.
"D*mn it! On the right!"
The three-eyed alien had just announced a warning when a distorted spatial ripple appeared again on his right side.
Whoosh!
Another Void Clan mber appeared, materializing next to a short and stout pan-human alien.
The prism's sharp spike sliced through the air with a cold gleam.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered.
The stout alien warrior didn't even have ti to react before the spike pierced through his lower abdon.
"Hehe."
A sinister smile erged at the corner of the stout alien's mouth.
He was from the Urn Tribe.
Their race was generally short and stout, shaped like a jar, but possessed powerful self-healing abilities. Even if their body was severely damaged, as long as a single finger remained, they could recover to their original state in a very short ti.
Such damage was essentially aningless to them.
However, in the next mont, the Urn Tribe mber's expression suddenly changed.
What?!
His self-healing effect had failed?
The conical spike had left a circular penetrating wound on his body with no sign of healing. Instead, the circular hole shaped a vortex. The white vortex rapidly turned outward, fiercely devouring the surrounding flesh and blood!
"No! No!!"
The Urn Tribe mber's face twisted in horror.
The vortex spread rapidly!
Within seconds, the Urn Tribe mber was completely dissolved by the expanding vortex on his body.
The aliens were shocked to see this. They quickly gathered back-to-back, vigilantly scanning their surroundings.
The Void Clan's attack thods were too strange, and combined with their godlike, elusive movents, the aliens could not lock onto their positions.
"Brother Fang Heng, shall we go in?"
Zane and his two companions stood at a distance, frowning as they saw the alien squads forced into such a dire situation within just a minute.
"No rush."
Fang Heng hovered in the starry sky, carefully observing the battle from afar.
His attention was fully focused on the three Void Clan mbers.
Interesting.
The way the Void Clan used spatial power was very peculiar.
It wasn't a simple spatial teleportation, nor just a secondary space projection. It was a technique more advanced than secondary space projection, like briefly rging themselves into spatial interlayers.
If there was a weakness, it was that each traversal left obvious spatial fluctuations.
Within seconds, the Urn Tribe mber was completely dissolved by the expanding vortex on his body.
Moreover, they were not very skilled in lee combat, and their attack patterns were very rigid, always choosing to appear in the target's blind spot of perception for a fatal strike.
This was only effective against normal aliens.
Against opponents of the Seed of Ouroboros level, Xia Xi could dodge lee attacks without injury.
What puzzled him most was the prism attack.
The damage caused by the prism was not strong, just a piercing wound, but the subsequent special ability could completely dissolve the life form.
"Get out of here!"
An irritable red-eyed alien suddenly ignited blazing flas all over his body and blasted fireballs indiscriminately in all directions.
This kind of rage-like attack was completely ineffective.
The fireballs dissipated into the star sea.
During the attack's brief pause, a spatial ripple quietly appeared behind him.
"Watch out!"
The three-eyed alien's warning had just sounded.
"Pfft!"
A Void Clan mber appeared, precisely stabbing the prism spike into the back of the red-eyed alien's head.
The red-eyed alien's body stiffened, the flas in his eyes instantly extinguished, and his flesh was imdiately swallowed by the vortex power ford behind his head.
The Void Clan mbers coordinated perfectly, striking then retreating. They repeatedly erged around the alien squad through spatial abilities, and within just a minute, they had taken three alien lives.
The remaining twenty-plus aliens gathered tightly together, not daring to move, afraid of ambush by the godlike, elusive Void Clan.
For a ti, everyone was trapped, unable to move.
"Ouroboros! What are you waiting for!?"
One alien shouted angrily, seeing Fang Heng and the others hiding behind, not acting.
D*mn, they were just letting them attract the Void Clan and fall into danger while watching the show from behind.
Fang Heng glanced at him coldly but paid no attention.
In the main control room of the Silent Shadow ship.
Captain Erko looked at the screen showing the struggling expedition team and shook his head slightly, smiling, "Pena, is this the Seed of Ouroboros you ntioned? From what I see, they don't even dare to fight back."
"Maybe he has his own plan."
Pena walked to the main control platform and issued orders, "Charge the main cannon, perform indiscriminate area bombardnt on sector A-7, force them out!"
"Order received."
"Main cannon energy filling... 10%... 50%... 100%!"
"Target sector locked!"
"Fire!"
Several huge energy beams at the front of the Silent Shadow's elongated hull suddenly lit up, quickly condensing into blinding white pillars of light that tore through the darkness and covered the distant battlefield.
"Buzz...!"
Where the pillars of light passed, space shrieked, producing waves of distortion.
"D*mn! Raise the barriers!"
The alien squads caught within the cannon fire's area imdiately panicked and released colorful barriers, enveloping and protecting themselves.
Fang Heng lightly raised his hand and opened a shadow barrier.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"
In the next mont, the beams struck the space directly, causing fierce explosions to bloom across the star sea. The terrifying energy shockwaves spread out in all directions.
Instantly, the three Void Clan mbers hiding in the spatial interlayers were hit by the shockwaves, violently expelled from the spatial layers. Their blue star-patterned skins quickly dimd.
"Retreat!"
A lightly injured Void Clan mber struggled to carry two heavily wounded companions and retreated toward the screen's direction.
"Good opportunity!"
"Charge!"
Nearby, seeing the Void Clan pushed back, the aliens imdiately rushed toward the blue barriers.
"Ugh..."
Fang Heng's shadow barrier gradually faded, and he murmured, glancing back at the ship.
That move was interesting.
Although it looked like a beam weapon attack, the beam's energy after the explosion acted directly on the spatial level, causing powerful spatial vibrations in a very short ti.
They used spatial vibrations to severely wound the Void Clan mbers hiding in spatial interlayers.
Very interesting!
"Tch."
Zane also glanced back at the ship, sneered, and muttered disdainfully, "Turns out they already had a way to deal with the Void Clan. They've been waiting for us to act as bait to lure the Void Clan out."
"Break it!"
A Greyrock Clan mber was the first to reach the pale blue spatial barrier and shouted, condensing all his strength into a punch, and slamd it hard against the barrier.
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