I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List? Chapter 418: Collision and Shock!

A dull, heavy chanical sound ca from the direction of the sky!

"Boom!"

The massive warship that spanned the heavens, under countless gazes, opened its hatch!

Countless cha, and Superhumans wearing black tactical suits, dropped from the star warship's open hatch like a dense rain......

Standing on the bustling street, Loren quietly looked up at this overwhelmingly spectacular scene.

There was no expression on his face, as if none of it had anything to do with him......

Soon.

Clear Mine City, the only city on this resource planet, was occupied and encircled by those "raindrops" falling from the sky!

In a short ti.

Whether in the Lower District or the Upper District, the streets filled with figures of the Resistance.

Fully ard giant cha cleared the way up front, and behind each cha followed six Superhumans in black tactical suits, forming combat squads capable of handling most situations.

These combat squads, made up of one cha and six Superhumans, were painstakingly clearing every possible danger.

Every prosperous street, every dark alley, beca targets for those squads.

The Superhumans trailing the cha bent slightly and advanced step by step, slowly.

The abnormal energy detectors mounted on the lead cha were operating at full power, scanning the buildings along the streets and every dark corner of the city's alleys with no omissions.

Even the stinking trash piles and the sewage pipes buried under the ground fell within these detectors' scanning range.

This notorious Rotten Star deserved the utmost caution.

No one knew what kind of dangerous people might erge from here......

"Fertile and poisonous soil will always yield extrely dangerous, deadly fruit."

This was the Federation's specialty, and also the Star Realm's.

Under such high-density, frenzied searches, so Security Bureau agents and Energy Departnt personnel hiding in the Gray Zone were found.

Unusual energy reactions were revealed clearly on the abnormal energy detectors!

The deadly fruit had not yet shown itself.

The abundant harvests born of fertile soil were found first......

"Damn it!"

"We've been betrayed!!!"

"Those goddamn Resistance scum, their search has intensified!!!"

Roars kept erupting from the dark zones!

Massive combat sounds and explosions swept through the entire Lower District!

These Security Bureau agents and Energy Departnt personnel, who had slipped away from other fallen planets in the Dusk Star Domain and hidden here, had assud the Lower District's darkness would shelter them......

After all, the places best at concealing filth are the filth itself.

But unfortunately, this ti, they miscalculated.

The Dusk Star Domain's dark zones had never belonged to the Federation.

This place belonged to every person who could not survive elsewhere.

"Rot" was not a choice, but the desperate inevitability after struggling to survive.

Although the Resistance were not saints either, the Federation had long been their enemy.

At least, in the eyes of those scrabbling in the dark zones, the Resistance who had only risen up a day ago had not yet had ti to act......

The fruits of the barren, toxic soil eventually poisoned those "bountiful harvests" they once looked up to.

"For the Federation!!"

"Long live the Federation!!!"

......

Countless Security Bureau agents enacted the oath they swore when they joined, under the assault of the Resistance's elite squads.

The Resistance elite squads and the Security Bureau agents began the most brutal slaughter.

Both sides were utterly fearless of death!

Clashes between elite forces are always tragic and fierce......

Elite human individuals, nurtured by vast amounts of Spirit Stones, collided violently in the Gray Zone, each fighting for the ideals in their hearts.

Both sides used violent power and ruthless thods to prove their positions right.

But regrettably, this was war.

A war sweeping many star domains, a bloody struggle determining the course of Human Civilization.

Mass casualties began; lives, at their brightest monts, started to wither.

There were Resistance fighters and Security Bureau agents.

In the face of war and death, there was no distinction of stance.

Life only has flourishing or decay......

"Humans always assign too much aning to life, and forget life only requires breathing at the start."

Jessistan had sohow co to Loren's side without him noticing.

The usually unreliable she stood by Loren now, softly reciting that sentence.

"Would dragons feel anything at the passing of humans?"

Loren gazed into the distance, asking calmly.

"That wasn't my line, it was a Divine Oracle left to believers when the God of Life once descended."

"Although I don't like Him, I really like that line."

Jessistan also looked into the distance, her eyes neither sorrowful nor joyful, with a trace of world-weariness.

Ti had inevitably left so marks on this silver dragon......

Having lived for a few thousand years, even if she had seen scenes like this many tis, the inherent kind nature of a tallic dragon still stirred a twinge of sorrow in her heart.

Although dragon-on-dragon struggles could be bloody, because of dragons' deeply ingrained nature, their fights were often for profit.

Humans were different; sotis they fought for more than profit.

"Is that why humans are so powerful?" Jessistan sighed softly.

Loren did not answer.

He remained standing in place, using his Spiritual Power to sense the violent, bloody clashes far away.

......

A man and a dragon stood side by side on a street in the Upper District.

Together they radiated a cold, dangerous aura.

No one disturbed them.

Strength naturally has a repelling quality.

The presence the man and dragon gave off was sowhat excessive for this remote planet.

Every Resistance elite squad tacitly ignored this street......

......

Ti flowed quietly.

When even the massive warship that spanned the sky could not block the sunlight's natural rays,

the explosions in the dark zones gradually thinned out......

After a while longer.

All of Clear Mine City fell silent.

Absolute stillness.

As if everything had reached its rightful end.

It was over.

The Security Bureau agents who had hid and gathered on this Rotten Star t their curtain call.

None survived, and none surrendered.

They were buried with the Federation's rule in the Dusk Star Domain, in the city's Gray Zone.

The battered Resistance elite squads, supporting each other, walked out from the dark zone now leveled to the ground, and stepped into the light that belonged to them.

After losing two-thirds of their number, they had proved their ideals, and erged superior.

The Energy Departnt personnel who had been hiding began to surrender under the cold eyes of the remaining elite squads.

Trapped within the enemy encirclent, they had no choice.

"Surrender!"

"Don't kill us!!"

"We will join the Resistance!!"

Ironically, none of these Energy Departnt mbers were killed.

They had just been overly frightened.