Chapter 1258: The Next Target: Fallen Star City

Capítulo 1258: The Next Target: Fallen Star City

While Ethan and the others were focused on getting used to their new strength, the satellite phone on Ethan’s body suddenly started ringing.

Ethan frowned, puzzled, and picked up casually.

A few seconds later, his expression turned heavy.

When he hung up, he stood there in silence, thinking.

“Red-skinned. Humanoid. Tier 15 or above…”

“Yeah. That’s definitely something from the Void Realm.”

He hadn’t expected the Atlas Federation’s own Void Realm creatures to be the first to break out and cause trouble. Instead, the Yamato Empire had delivered a batch straight to their doorstep.

“You’re playing with fire,” Ethan muttered.

“Ethan, what’s going on?” Chris and the others hurried over.

“General Kane just called. Nova City has a group of red-skinned monsters—absurdly strong. Minimum Tier 15.”

“Tier 15?!” Everyone stared. “Nova City has a Void Realm too?”

“No.” Ethan shook his head. “Yamato Empire shipped them over.”

“Damn it—those Yamato bastards are trying to get us all killed!” Big Mike spat, furious.

“Yeah,” Ethan said. “That’s probably the idea.”

Chris’s eyes lit up. “Then let’s hurry over and take a look. Perfect timing—we just got stronger and we’ve been dying to find an opponent. Tier 15 is perfect for practice!”

“Practice my ass,” Ethan said, rolling his eyes. “Keep talking and you’ll ‘practice’ yourself right into the grave.”

“They used a Tier 9 sensing-type Enhanced to check them,” Ethan continued. “He couldn’t sense anything, so they’re guessing Tier 15 and up.”

“In other words—Tier 15 is the floor. There’s no ceiling.”

“…”

Chris’s face went stiff. “So… they’re basically just guessing blind?”

“Not exactly,” Ethan said. “The ‘Tier 15+’ part is solid. The gap’s just too big to measure beyond that. And honestly, this method was the only method.”

Big Mike scratched his head. “So are we going or not?”

“We’re going,” Ethan said. “We’ll check it out first. Those red-skins can’t fly. We’ve got Flint and the others—if we can’t win, we can run.”

“And worst case…” His gaze flicked sideways. “We’ve still got our secret weapon—Dopey. We’re not going to die that easily.”

Everyone nodded.

“Alright. Tell Miles,” Ethan said. “We leave tomorrow morning.”

He sighed, half amused, half annoyed. “So much for staying home and resting. Guess I’m just built for hard labor.”

By that night, Miles and the “professors” he’d pulled together to study ancient language finally finished translating the Ritual Circle Compendium.

Miles had done it carefully. Anytime he hit a section he couldn’t fully understand, he copied it out separately and distributed pieces to different people to research.

So even after working all day, none of them had a complete picture of what they were studying—meaning there was no real risk of information leaking.

Miles always operated like that: airtight. Even with people he trusted, he kept a hand hidden.

In this kind of thing, he was even more meticulous than Ethan.

That evening, everyone ate together at a huge long table, and Ethan told them about what was happening in Nova City.

When Miles heard they were leaving again, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Looks like building the new compound was going to be on him—again.

But he was used to it at this point. And Nova City’s situation was urgent. He supported Ethan’s squad heading out as soon as possible.

Early the next morning, the Fallen Star Squad mounted up and flew out of Fallen Star City.

Forget Miles—even the ordinary people of Fallen Star City were speechless about their Commander, who never seemed to stick around.

It was like the guy treated his own home like a roadside inn.

Silverlake City compound…

The military-built major compound had already changed hands.

A new force controlled Silverlake City now.

When Riverton City compound attacked, Silverlake’s people had laughed at them, convinced they were overreaching.

Then Riverton City suddenly produced a few towering, ugly brutes—things that barely looked human. They charged straight through artillery fire, crashed into the compound, and started slaughtering.

Anyone who resisted was killed on the spot. That horrifying strength made everyone tremble.

Riverton’s fighters rode that momentum right through the gates. They stormed the command structure, butchered Silverlake City’s leadership, and forcibly seized control of the compound.

It happened so fast that most of Silverlake City didn’t even have time to react before the flag changed.

After taking over, Riverton City’s leader, Garrett Knox, immediately declared himself Silverlake City compound’s new Commander. Any opposition was crushed with violence.

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With the help of those terrifying powerhouses, he stabilized control quickly.

Now, at the entrance of a massive mansion in the compound’s central area, Garrett and several Riverton City higher-ups arrived, each carrying a bowl of fresh blood.

Garrett took a deep breath, then knocked carefully.

“Come in!”

A harsh, grating voice answered from inside.

Garrett pushed the door open softly. He led the others in, then dropped to his knees at once, lifting the bowls above their heads.

The newly crowned Commander of Silverlake City compound looked like a groveling servant.

A moment later, several tall, hideous “men” stepped out from deeper inside the room.

They took the bowls from Garrett’s hands and drank the blood in a single gulp, their faces twisting with intoxicated pleasure.

“Lord Monroe…” Garrett asked in a low voice. “Do we continue attacking other compounds next?”

“Of course.” The leader—Monroe—spoke in a muffled, ear-grinding tone. “I’m going to make the people of this world… all become my slaves.”

He leaned forward slightly, eyes gleaming. “You handle those things. As long as you stay loyal to us, you’ll be the head of these slaves in the future.”

“Yes, Lord Monroe!” Garrett’s face lit up with excitement.

Soon, Garrett and the others backed out and left the mansion.

Monroe exchanged looks with his companions, all of them smiling.

They’d never expected that stepping out from the place those weak little ants had entered would bring them to a world this beautiful.

They loved this place.

Great view, abundant mysterious energy—and most importantly, the natives here were pathetically weak.

Back in their original world, they’d been low-tier creatures nobody respected.

But here?

Here they were living like kings.

They spoke to each other in a harsh, guttural language.

“Grrk… klak… vrash…”

(I like this place. I’m not going back.)

“Vrak… krr.”

(Me neither.)

“Krrash… drak… vrash!”

(Then we seal the portal. This world will belong to us. We’ll have billions of slaves.)

“Grr.”

(Yes.)

Elsewhere, the moment Garrett left the mansion, he immediately called a meeting and began drafting attack plans.

With Lord Monroe backing him, Garrett’s strength had skyrocketed.

The crystal cores Monroe tossed out casually were the kind Garrett used to dream about. With barely any effort, Monroe had pushed him all the way up to Stage C.

Thank God he’d surrendered quickly back then. Otherwise, forget getting stronger—Riverton City compound would’ve been wiped out.

Garrett didn’t think being a slave was shameful.

Only a fool fights a losing battle.

Becoming a servant to these Void Realm creatures had let him casually rise into the seat of a major compound’s ruler—something he’d never dared to hope for.

Sure, he’d lost some dignity.

But only in front of them.

Out in the open, in front of everyone else? He had more dignity than ever.

“Oh, right,” Garrett said, tapping the table. “I had you investigate where that so-called Fallen Star City is. Any results?”

“Yes.” A subordinate nodded. “Fallen Star City is actually in Golden Valley State, in a remote city that used to be called Redmont City. It’s not that far from us.”

“Is that so?” Garrett’s eyes gleamed.

“Cancel the earlier plan,” he said immediately. “Next target—Fallen Star City.”

“Yes!”

His people hurried out to make arrangements.

Garrett’s mouth curled into a cold smile.

“Hmph. Fallen Star Squad?”

“The humiliation you put on me…” His eyes narrowed. “I’ll pay you back a hundredfold.”