The post about attacking the natural disaster level quickly became popular on the forum. As their strength continued to grow, players gradually began to have ideas about the natural disaster level. Now someone took the lead in bringing it up, and it suddenly aroused the urge in the hearts of a large number of players.

The last time a natural disaster-level character was killed was in version 3.0, a collective action organized by the legion. After that, the legion had not organized a similar action, so the forum was immediately filled with responders.

But now public stargates everywhere are collectively closed to Transcendent A Grade forces. Due to the distance, most players are helpless. After all, most people still have to look after their own black markets, and this time it is just a suggestion from a player, not

For large-scale tasks, resources are limited, so most people are only willing to support in the forum.

However, there are still some people who are very interested in this matter.

In the base, Jupiter turned off the private chat channel on the panel, turned to look at the room full of elites from the Protoss Guild, and nodded calmly.

"I have already negotiated with that player. Our guild will be responsible for this operation. The scope of the boss's activities is the Didora galaxy in the Endless Nebula, which is not far from us... It just so happens that many of our guild members are running the black market nearby.

Convenient to assemble.”

Poseidon, the backbone of the guild, hesitated to speak and asked: "This will affect the progress of many guild members' black market tasks, right? Moreover, this is just a non-task spontaneous action. Is it worth us going to such a big fight?"

Jupiter nodded heavily, "Of course it's worth it! This is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself. The club has had little improvement in several consecutive leagues. If we can make some achievements here and increase the popularity of the club, everyone will get bonuses!"

The Protoss Guild is a professional guild under the Temple Club. Due to the poor performance of the team, the guild has not been doing well in the past few versions. Its reputation has been taken away by Dynasty, Changkong, and Jiangcheng.

But now as the versions change, the foundations of each guild are getting stronger and stronger. Things that I didn't dare to think about before are now becoming more and more ambitious. If I can kill a natural disaster, I can feed the club back.

"Are you sure it works? In version 3.0, a natural disaster-level person died in the hands of players. If it happens again, it shouldn't be too sensational." Poseidon hesitated.

"Stupid! How did Atimo die in version 3.0? It was a camp event organized by the Black Star Legion. Too many people participated, and no one could be famous. But if our guild independently kills a natural disaster level, the nature

Can it be the same? This is the guild's first kill! How hot it is!" Jupiter stabbed Poseidon's head with his finger, his tone of voice filled with hatred.

Hearing this, the backbone of the guild present felt deeply convinced.

Although the legion had long ago allowed players to kill a natural disaster-level player using the human sea tactic, the significance of the guild's independent first kill was different, and it was definitely sensational.

The only further honor is a personal first kill, but everyone present knows that there cannot be such a fierce person among the current player group.

"Guild President, aren't you taking a bit of a risk? Can our guild handle a natural disaster?" Poseidon scratched his head.

"I can only give it a try. I feel there is still hope. After all, it is no longer version 3.0."

Jupiter said in a deep voice.

When Atimo was massacred, the legion created an environment of death-match. Hundreds of thousands of people kept coming back from the dead, and finally used the human sea tactic to solve the opponent. After all, the gap between B-level and natural disaster-level is far less than that of super-a.

There is a gap between the natural disaster level and the human sea tactics at one level lower than the natural disaster level. It is still effective against the natural disaster level.

Naturally, their guild cannot randomly deploy so many people like the Legion, but the average player strength is not what it used to be. The average player is more than 30 levels higher than before. Basically all the guild's elite members are above level 150, and they are all considered to be B-level.

A veteran.

Moreover, the Black Star Legion has been updating its equipment technology. The weapons and equipment used by players now are much stronger than the 3.0 version. They even have a series of special cards such as evolutionary badges, and their combat power is considerable.

With so much progress, Jupiter felt that the guild should be able to kill a natural disaster level independently, which was worth a gamble.

After hearing his explanation, many of the guild backbones were convinced. Instead, they were filled with excitement, and they were all gearing up and couldn't wait.

Although this is not a task, their subjective initiative does not care about this.

Jupiter glanced at everyone and said loudly:

"Since everyone has no objections, let's go fight the boss now and let's get started!"

…

Endless Nebula, Didora Galaxy, and the main base of the Heavy Iron Guard.

This is a huge interstellar fortress. It looks like a building block base made up of countless rectangles of various sizes. The structure is very neat, with layers upon layers and clear edges and corners.

On the front armor of the Star Fortress, there is a huge glyph pattern engraved on it, which looks like a heavy armor helmet. This is the emblem of the Heavy Iron Guard.

The Heavy Iron Guard is a well-known civilian armed organization in the Didora galaxy. Most of the members of the organization are weapon warriors. On the surface, it is a civilian armed force, but it is said that the background is unusual, and it is secretly related to the Fenni civilization that rules this galaxy.

There are unclear connections.

The leader of this organization is Da Fess, nicknamed "Earth Core". It is rumored that he is a minion maintained by the Feni civilization and completes some shady work for them.

At this moment, in the chief's office of the main base, Da Fess was receiving a distinguished guest, chatting happily, and laughter could be heard from time to time in the room.

"...Haha, I really need you to escort this batch of goods in person. I've already had them inspected and they are in very good condition."

Da Fess smiled and sounded very satisfied.

Opposite him is a man wearing a khaki robe. He also looks like a pangolin transformed into a spirit. He is the same Feni tribe as Dafes, but he has a large area of ​​mechanical colonization on his body, and a pair of electronic eyes are always on.

With a red light, his body sank deeply into the sofa, his weight was astonishing, his organs and limbs were basically replaced with mechanical prosthetics, and his whole body was made of metal.

"Of course. When have we ever shipped goods of poor quality to you? This batch of machinery and equipment are all newly released military weapons from the government. They were specially approved by the military for you. No one else can buy them."

The colonizer spoke using the vocal device in his throat, simulating a passionate tone.

He is the envoy of the Ferni civilization and has always been the person in charge of liaising with the Heavy Iron Guard on behalf of the senior management. The two parties do have a cooperative relationship, exchanging resources for Dafes's effectiveness.

The Feni civilization has a special liking for mechanical reproductive clothing. It regards colonial clothing as its beauty and has always been a hot-selling place for mechanical prosthetics. Almost everyone has accepted the transformation. There are even many civilians who only retain their biological brains and replace their bodies with

They have become different types of mechanical equipment. Most of the superpowers in the civilization are from the mechanical system, among which the mechanical warriors are the main trend within the civilization.

"Don't worry, I know why you came. After taking your things, I will naturally complete the task well." Da Fess grinned and said: "I have almost done what you told me before. According to you,

According to the information provided, I have already removed the nails planted by the Transcendent A Grade Association in the black markets in several nearby star regions, leaving only the last few planets left."

"Oh? Many of these people are immortals from the Black Star Legion. They cannot be killed. Are you sure they have been dealt with completely?"

The messenger asked casually, picked up the cup on the table and took a sip. The cup was filled with a dark, viscous liquid. This was a heavy metal-excess drink specially made for colonists. It is decomposed by special digestive organs.

It is composed of different elements, which are very nutritious for the reproductive system.

"What about the Immortals? As long as the black market channels in their hands are destroyed, they will have to start all over again or get out in despair."

Dafes disagreed.

The messenger put down the cup and asked curiously: "I heard from your men that some of the Immortals you killed threatened to retaliate against you. Aren't you afraid?"

"Do they have that ability? These people are so vulnerable that they only dare to speak out arrogant words if they don't die. Otherwise, I would have scared the shit out of them. If they dare to retaliate, I will kill one of them and two of them."

Kill a pair."

Da Fess snorted coldly. While expressing his disdain, his tone also had a hint of sourness.

He relies on his own strength. Unless he is at the same level or Transcendent A level, he will not take it seriously. However, he will be envious and jealous of the player's immortality if he is a superpower. He is no exception. He will be jealous when he looks at it, so he takes action.

Extra heavy.

It is precisely because he can't get it that he will have a different kind of resentment and contempt, which makes him unable to help but have a sour mentality of "what's the big deal?"

"Then I'm relieved." The messenger nodded and said: "In short, this is a task ordered by the three major civilizations. It is better to be as cautious as possible. Moreover, the black market is originally under our control and provides us with a lot of profits.

, the Transcendent A Grade Association thinks that with the support of black market managers, it can just send a few people to take over our black market, it is really fantastic."

Some high-level officials of Feni Civilization are the protective umbrella for most of the black markets in this galaxy. They continuously obtain profits from them and line their own pockets. However, the Transcendent A Grade Association wants to integrate the black markets and block their financial path.

At this juncture, the three major civilizations held interviews with multiple galaxy-level civilizations, hoping that each civilization would cooperate with them in cracking down on the association's men in the black market. The Feni civilization was also one of the interviewees.

The Endless Nebula and Broken Star Ring are far away, and no matter how powerful the Black Star Legion is, they are beyond their reach. Moreover, they are a galaxy-level civilization and are protected by the "Peace Treaty". The benefits of hugging the thighs of the three major civilizations are far more than pleasing the Transcendent A Grade Association.

, so the Feni civilization simply supported the three major civilizations and let the team sent by the Dafes Extermination Association take over the black market, killing two birds with one stone.

"As long as I'm here, they won't succeed."

Da Fess waved his hands carelessly, suddenly narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice:

"Don't forget the benefits that will come to me when things are done..."

The messenger laughed twice and said, "Don't worry, we have been cooperating for so long, and the superiors have no intention of breaking their promise. As long as you can handle this matter properly, the superiors will not only support your continued expansion, but are also willing to let you become the behind-the-scenes controller of this black market."

One, I promise you that the profits from the black market share will not be less for you."

"Of course I believe you."

Dafes smiled with satisfaction.

He risked offending the Black Star Legion to do dirty work for civilization, naturally for his own benefit. If the benefit was not great enough, he would not sacrifice his life.

Due to the Feni civilization's preference for colonial clothing, the annual profit from smuggling mechanical products in this area's black market is astronomical. Dafes has been coveting it for a long time. Now he can get a piece of this big cake as long as he removes the nails planted by outsiders.

, seemed to him an excellent opportunity.

When he thought of the huge profit prospects in the future, enough to make him swim in banknotes, Dafes felt extremely happy, and his sensory nerve cells became much more active.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened!

Boom!!

A loud bang like an explosion suddenly sounded in the base, and both of them felt a clear shock at the same time. The cup on the table shook and fell to the ground, and the heavy metal drink spilled on the floor, like a puddle of black motor oil.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing siren sounded, and the warning light suddenly turned on, dyeing the room red.

"what happened?!"

Da Fess stood up suddenly, called his adjutant, and shouted loudly.

"Boss, the base has just suffered a bombing attack. The opponent's naval guns are too powerful. Several cracks have been cut out in the protective shield. Someone has already entered the base. The intelligent center is mobilizing guard troops to meet the enemy!" the adjutant replied quickly.

"Someone dares to raid my base camp? Who is the enemy? Are there any natural disasters?" Dafes was shocked and angry.

"No, I don't know. The enemy's spaceship erased the power mark, but no natural disaster-level individual energy source was detected..."
To be continued...