Chapter 129 General-Grade Armor

Melos himself was a Grade B martial artist. [Shattered Splitting Light] was a set of Superpower Adept armor, tailor-made for him to maximize his martial arts strength. The gaps in the armor hid many devices that converted Qi. The surging flames spewed out fierce winds, and with each movement, circles of airwaves spread across the ground.

A Grade B martial artist was starting to approach the level of the Sun family. Releasing energy waves with their bare hands was easy. Having survived the early stages of martial arts, they were basically walking firecrackers, causing explosions wherever they went.

Melos's combat power was also a force to be reckoned with in the Shattered Star Ring. General-grade armor was cutting-edge equipment, a completely different level from soldier-grade and sergeant-grade. With the addition of a ship-splitting blade that amplified Qi, Melos's destructive power was astonishing.

The heavy blade light bloomed with splitting waves, creating crisscrossing ravines as the earth turned over. The top combat power was too different from the level of soldiers. There was no need for anyone else to intervene. Melos rotated the rough-looking ship-splitting blade like the wind, his agility far surpassing the Hunter King Beast. The Hunter King Beast had nowhere to escape, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Melos's godlike performance instantly ignited the fervor of countless soldiers.

The general-grade armor that had disappeared for so many years had reappeared!

Who exactly was the user of this armor?

Various questions arose in the minds of the Sunil people.

General-grade armor held a special position in the Sunil race. Many people knew that it was the embodiment of the strongest individual combat power of the race, almost equivalent to a totem. The appearance of Melos awakened the sleeping memories of all Sunil people.

In an instant, morale soared. In game terms, it was as if all Sunil people had gained a "full attribute increase" status buff!

Han Xiao watched the show from the sidelines, secretly nodding. Melos's strength was very strong, even far surpassing his current self.

"Melos's actions mean that the Sunil race's trajectory is starting to enter the familiar plot..." Han Xiao's eyes rolled. With his presence as a small butterfly flapping its wings, Melos's actions should deviate from the original plot. It depended on whether there was an opportunity to abduct him.

The particle cannon fired twice, killing the heavily injured Mountain Beast and Lava Lizard. This type of weapon was a conventional weapon in interstellar warfare for advanced civilizations, even if it was outdated. With the Sunil race's energy technology, they could only burn relatively low-grade energy. Even with multiple limitations, its power was still enough to serve as a major weapon for defending the main city.

During the charging period, Melos successfully killed the Hunter King Beast and began to roam the battlefield. Relying on his armor and Qi protection, he was fearless of the beast tide's siege. He swept across with his ship-splitting blade, unleashing a flurry of attacks in the beast tide and containing the decline in this area.

Melos alone could not stop the entire beast tide, but his role was undeniable. The soldiers in this area were given a chance to breathe.

On Aquamarine, a Grade C Superpower Adept could fight against the army head-on. Melos's grade was even higher, so even though the beasts at the end of the Calamity of the Beasts were very strong, he was still more than capable, especially since he was also a thick-skinned martial artist.

The extraordinary power of individuals was more flexible, like a sharp knife. At the same level of technology, high-end combat power and war troops were the difference between quality and quantity. A powerful individual could be an army in itself!

Melos jumped and leaped, becoming the focus of the battlefield. Looking at his figure, the soldiers felt their bodies filled with strength.

The situation gradually stabilized, and this wave of beasts ended with a near miss. The military was excitedly wanting to contact this mysterious man, but Melos shook his body, ran towards the forest, and disappeared, making it clear that he did not want to reveal his identity.

Melos felt somewhat conflicted. Contacting the military meant that his past peaceful life would no longer exist, and he would have to walk the old path of Fagonah and others, becoming the guardian god of the race. Although whether or not he did so depended on his own choice, Melos felt that he would definitely not be able to stay out of it at that time.

Moreover, the higher-ups would definitely ask him to hand over the general-grade armor for the race to study. Melos regarded it as a precious legacy of Delphius, so he was very conflicted.

Although standing up to protect the race at this time meant that the dormant sense of responsibility was slowly awakening, a strong person would not undergo a drastic change in personality overnight.

…

In the last few days, Melos struggled with how to choose while helping out. The military had been investigating his identity, but every time the battle ended, he quickly left, maintaining his mystery.

A few days later, the whispers in everyone's minds suddenly disappeared, and the tide ended.

The beast tide that was still attacking suddenly paused. Countless beasts woke up from their killing instincts, stopped running, looked around blankly, and then fled in all directions. The beast tide disappeared with it.

"The Calamity of the Beasts is finally over." Han Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

One by one, the soldiers lay down wearily, unable to move. Their bodies had reached their limits. The surviving warriors were too tired.

The logistics team cleaned up the battlefield, dragged the sleeping soldiers out of their armor, and transported them one by one to the medical room.

The army was recuperating, and the city saw the broadcast of the battle situation, and countless people cheered.

Every end of the Calamity of the Beasts was like surviving a catastrophe. According to convention, a celebration would be held in a few days to thank the army's contribution and mourn the fallen martyrs. This ritualistic celebration was beneficial to cultivating racial cohesion, relaxing tense nerves, making people smile and shed some tears, releasing some negative emotions, and once again raising the feeling that "ah, there is still hope in life".

However, this time was completely different. Only an hour after the end of the Calamity of the Beasts, Fagonah's face appeared on television sets in the streets and alleys at the same time.

Fagonah said lightly, "Fellow compatriots, I am Fagonah. I believe many people know me. I would like to issue a statement that, starting today, I represent 40 percent of the Superpower Adepts—that is, the guardians in your mouths—and announce our departure from the Sunil race and will not return…"

His wording was very decisive, indicating that they had done their best and were now going to pursue freedom and no longer work for the race.

The Sunil people were as if they had suffered an ice rain. The joy and enthusiasm of surviving the Calamity of the Beasts were all frozen, and everyone was stunned.

What's going on? Why so suddenly?!

The military's higher-ups were shocked. They had no prior knowledge of this matter.

Far away in the forest, Melos saw Fagonah's declaration through the armor's built-in terminal. In disbelief, he murmured, "Why not leave quietly?! This way, the clansmen will…"

As soon as the declaration came out, the entire Sunil race was shocked. Their hearts were filled with chaos and confusion. They did not know the reason, only that the guardian gods they had always relied on were abandoning them!

Why? Why!

Therefore, no one was silent.

Collapse, disillusionment, despair.

Cries, screams, roars.

This was the collapse of faith! Even the few people who were dissatisfied with the Superpower Adepts felt boundless panic when they saw this scene!

The whole race was shocked!

Fagonah appeared with the Superpower Adepts who had decided to leave and walked out. The Sunil soldiers looked at them with disbelief, but involuntarily made way.

At this time, another group, including Relton, came up in shock and anger.

The Sunil Superpower Adepts were divided into two groups: one declared their departure from the race, and the other was shocked and angry. The two sides stood far apart, facing each other, clearly separated.

The mercenaries who were waiting for the final payment all showed looks of anticipation.

Han Xiao leaned against a tank, squinting at this scene. His eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself, "It's starting."

He had only read rumors and records of the Sunil race's split, but this time he was able to witness the real situation with his own eyes.

For the time being, the two sides could be called the Independent Faction led by Fagonah and the Guardian Faction that defended the race.

"Why are you doing this?!" One of the Guardian Faction members said with a look of shock and anger.

Fagonah coldly swept his gaze and said lightly, "I have already said it very clearly. Don't show such an expression. I know that you have long thought about it in your hearts. Over the years, how many brothers have sacrificed, how many brothers have been disabled as a result? We have done our best."

The expressions of the Guardian Faction members changed slightly. Indeed, most people had similar thoughts. Not many people could remain steadfast and unwavering, especially after spending a long time in the colorful interstellar world and seeing the temptations of the dazzling world.

Some people got rid of the constantly growing desires, while others let them take root and sprout.

"But…" Relton gritted his teeth. "If you want to leave, you can leave quietly. Why make such a big show? Why publicly announce the split? You are destroying the race's ho…"

Fagonah interrupted Relton's words and said coldly, "So what?"

The members of the Guardian Faction looked stunned, feeling that the once firm and reliable Fagonah had completely become a stranger.

The two sides were deadlocked, and the surrounding Sunil soldiers gradually surrounded them. Further away, the mercenaries took out snacks and watched the bickering battle with rapt attention, eager to see the world in chaos.

Han Xiao casually snatched a strange cigar-like roll from a dwarf mercenary, took a puff, and shrugged, "See? This is the result of a long-distance relationship."

"Profound." The onlookers laughed. Mercenaries were a group of very indifferent people who lacked compassion.

Han Xiao was very open-minded. The split of the Sunil race was already destined, opening the prelude to the demise of the Sunil civilization, and also opening the scene for Melos. He was now just a spectator. Only when the Sunil split and became chaotic would he have room to intervene as a third party. He was just waiting for everything to develop naturally.

Moreover, with his intervention, the split might no longer be the source of tragedy as it was in the original plot, but a new beginning… and it could also benefit him, which was a win-win situation.

The smoke swirled, obscuring Han Xiao's narrowed eyes.