Chapter 824: Chapter 566: Moluo Race, Darlings of Space
Montel Planet Base One, Arms Warehouse Five.
The heavy alloy doors were shut tight, and outside, dozens of guards vigilantly watched the surroundings.
Inside the warehouse, the vigilance reached its peak
Numerous pinhole cameras were embedded in the walls and ceiling, providing seamless surveillance coverage, while two squads of soldiers patrolled in a crisscross manner, leaving no room for any disturbance.
In the center of the warehouse, iron boxes were neatly arranged, storing various firearms, energy cannons, and individual combat weapons.
Buzz—!
Suddenly, a slight, almost imperceptible ripple appeared in the depths of the warehouse, and an almost transparent figure abruptly emerged, without leaking any spiritual energy waves.
He traversed between the iron boxes like a ghost, the energy sensing instruments, thermal imaging cameras, and spiritual energy guards in the arms warehouse seemed almost useless, not detecting a thing.
The transparent figure halted in front of a sealed iron box, gently touching with fingertips, without making any sound, and the box showed no signs of movement, yet the guns inside were drawn out by an invisible force and vanished into thin air, leaving only an empty iron box standing silently.
One box, two boxes, three boxes...
His actions were swift and uncanny, with every raise of his hand, a box of arms silently disappeared, like a thief in the night, quiet and stealthy.
However, just as he reached out for the forty-sixth arms box, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind:
"Aren’t you being too greedy?"
The transparent figure jerked violently, and the next moment, he unhesitatingly vanished into the void, disappearing without a trace.
This time, the spatial fluctuation eventually exceeded the instrument’s alarm threshold, and a piercing alarm instantaneously shattered the warehouse’s dead silence.
Outside the warehouse, the stationed soldiers jerked as if shocked, inputting commands as the heavy alloy door slowly opened, and the soldiers quickly charged into the warehouse in tactical formation.
The spiritual energy guards inside the warehouse soon reacted, their faces changing drastically, gripping their weapons tightly and scanning the surroundings sharply for traces of the intruder, though apart from a faint residual spatial fluctuation in the air, there were no other abnormalities.
A few minutes later, a rush of footsteps approached
Luo Yu and Nangong Lin hurriedly arrived with a group of commanders, still bearing a touch of lingering alcohol scent.
"Commander, Deputy Commander!"
The lieutenant colonel responsible for guarding the arms warehouse quickly stepped forward, looking ashamed, reporting with a bow, "The warehouse had a total of forty-two boxes of firearms, three boxes of energy cannonballs, totaling forty-five boxes of arms, all emptied by the intruder."
Forty-five boxes of arms, all stolen!
Upon hearing this, the accompanying commanders’ faces turned even more grim.
However, Luo Yu didn’t reprimand the lieutenant colonel, instead furrowing his brows tightly, and slowly said, "Moluo Race, didn’t expect they would target our arms."
"Commander Luo, what kind of race is this Moluo Race?"
A voice suddenly rang out, and Luo Yu turned to see Qin Tian, who was unknowingly already standing behind them, with a look of curiosity in his eyes.
"General Qin, allow me to explain this."
Nangong Lin stepped forward, speaking slowly, "The Moluo Race are the indigenous people of this Montel Star, but they are not ordinary flesh bodies, rather an extremely rare energy life—bodies are formed by energy, the core being an energy crystal nucleus, as long as the nucleus remains unscathed, even if the body is shattered, it can regroup."
"Moluo Race are born as children of space, able to initially manipulate the power of space in their youth, with adulthood, every Moluo Race’s combat power can reach Tier Four and above, high-tier Moluo Race can easily tear space and travel through the void."
Nangong Lin paused and continued, "When our Tianwei Fleet stationed on Montel Star and began preparations for development, the Moluo Race often caused us trouble. Their whereabouts were unpredictable, skilled in ambushes, succeeding and then immediately disappearing into the void, making defense difficult. We also attempted communication with them, proposing compensation while developing the planet’s resources, but they were hostile towards us, determined to drive us away, escalating conflicts."
"However..." he continued with a turn of phrase, "in the past two years, the Moluo Race rarely provoked us actively—however, it’s not that they compromised, but they are experiencing an almost extinction-level disaster."
Qin Tian’s brows twitched slightly:
"Blood Gu Beast?"
"That’s right, precisely the Blood Gu Beast!" Nangong Lin nodded heavily, "As energy life forms, physical attacks hardly affect the Moluo Race, and even energy attacks can be significantly reduced by their spatial power. But there is no perfect race under the heavens, their greatest weakness is the soul—the Moluo Race’s soul resistance is extremely low, while the Blood Gu Beast happens to thrive on spiritual attacks and soul devouring, naturally becoming their nemesis."
"In recent years, the widespread Moluo Race tribes on the star were wiped out one by one by Blood Gu Beasts, the population of the race declined sharply, now the remaining Moluo Race is estimated to be less than one percent compared to years ago. At this rate, it won’t be long before the Moluo Race might completely vanish from Montel Star."
"Honestly, we attempted communication with the Moluo Race again, proposing a joint effort against the Blood Gu Beasts. But their guard against us is too deep, convinced we’re invaders here to seize their homeland, unwilling to believe in our goodwill."
At this point, Nangong Lin’s tone carried a trace of helplessness.
