One after another, the Savage Beasts exploded, their bodies blasted apart into pieces, leaving behind only piles of mangled flesh on the ground, dead beyond any doubt.
Soon after, the humans attacking the experintal base had already made their way inside.
"Quick, activate SSS-level alert!" The royal alien’s face changed drastically.
If the enemy had managed to kill a few hundred Savage Beasts in a desperate battle, he wouldn’t have cared.
There were still plenty more to exhaust them, and losing a few hundred was of no consequence.
However, these Savage Beasts hadn’t even had a chance to fight back before being completely annihilated.
The sheer brutality of the thods used by him was no less than their own.
Before long, the experintal base was filled with the urgent and blaring sound of an alarm.
An SSS-level alert, though it existed, had never been triggered since they entered the Androda Universe.
Even in their own universe, such a high-level alarm was rarely ever used.
More Savage Beasts surged forward, but they were unable to hold out for even a mont before being slaughtered by the human leading the charge.
Each and every Savage Beast exploded upon death without exception.
Their blood and shattered bones splattered across the corridors, creating a passageway seemingly paved with raw flesh and gore.
Initially, the aliens had remained sowhat indifferent, believing that with such an overwhelming number of Savage Beasts attacking in waves, the humans wouldn’t last long.
However, to their shock, in less than half an hour, over 80% of the Savage Beast army within the base had already been wiped out.
Panic finally set in among the aliens.
So of them even began to suspect that these beings were not truly human.
Gathering their most valuable experintal data, they prepared to evacuate from the base.
"I refuse to accept this! How could re lowly humans possibly force us to abandon our experintal base and flee in disgrace?!"
A burly alien who is clad in a white lab coat, roared in fury, his face twisting with anger.
This was Sycamore, a mad scientist who is obsessed with experints.
His entire life revolved around research, particularly human experints.
Even in the high-dinsional universe, he had violated the interstellar accords by conducting live experints on humans.
His actions had nearly led to his execution, but the Four Great Royal Clans had intervened to save him, sending him to the Androda Universe.
Here, he was free to indulge in his passions, performing all kinds of experints on human subjects.
Like a fish released into the ocean, Sycamore had found spiritual fulfillnt here.
His experints had reached a critical stage, and now, they suddenly wanted him to abandon everything?
He couldn’t accept it.
He refused.
"Professor Sycamore, if we lose the base, we can rebuild it. If we lose the humans, we can capture more. But if we lose our lives, where will your research go? We must retreat for now—we will provide everything you need later." Orlyn, the one responsible for Sycamore’s safety, walked in with a grim expression.
Sothing flickered in Sycamore’s mind, and he suddenly froze. "Did you say... we might lose our lives?"
Orlyn frowned slightly. "Professor Sycamore, is sothing wrong?"
Sycamore stared at him unblinking, then suddenly chuckled. "Of course sothing is wrong. Sothing is very, very wrong. Our genes are far superior to those of humans. If we do not rely on external tools, humans are no match for us. Moreover, our technological civilization surpasses theirs by an unfathomable margin. We are simply beyond comparison. And yet, in these circumstances, we are being forced to abandon our experintal base by a group of re humans? Orlyn, don’t you think that’s laughable?"
Orlyn’s face darkened at his words. "I know that. But for the sake of your safety, I refuse to gamble on an unlikely outco."
"In the end, it all cos down to the fact that your combat power is inferior to these humans." Sycamore cut straight to the point. "I am beginning to doubt whether these attackers are truly human. Could they be impersonators? Or perhaps, could they be one of our own?"
"Our kind would never attack the experintal base." Orlyn’s expression turned cold.
"Are you so sure?" Sycamore’s lips curled into a faintly mocking smile. "Not everyone supports the invasion toward the lower dinsional universe. Not everyone agrees with the slaughter of humans and their use as experintal subjects. Perhaps... it’s them?"
"They have no chance of reaching the Androda Universe."
"There are no absolutes in this world," Sycamore added. "Take to the monitoring room. I want to see with my own eyes who it is that has forced General Orlyn to abandon the experintal base."
With that, he didn’t wait for Orlyn’s response and walked straight out of the laboratory.
Orlyn had no choice but to follow.
Before long, the two of them arrived at the monitoring room, where dozens of small screens displayed live footage of the entire experintal base.
There were almost no blind spots, making it nearly impossible for anyone to sneak in undetected.
This surveillance system was originally designed to deal with humans attempting to infiltrate the base, allowing them to be discovered as soon as they entered.
However, the humans who had broken in this ti weren’t sneaking around at all—they had forced their way in openly.
Everywhere they passed, there was no sign of life except for them.
The floors and walls were covered in blood.
Sycamore scanned the monitors, noting that nearly half of them were awash in crimson. "Interesting. Humans always call us aliens cruel, but compared to these people, what are we?"
"Professor Sycamore, these people are almost here. We should leave now," Orlyn reminded him once again.
Sycamore seed not to hear him.
His gaze was fixed on the screen, specifically on the figure leading the charge—Kenny Lin.
He noticed that the aliens who had died in the most grueso, bone-shattering ways were all killed by this human.
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