Chapter 57: The Land of Endings, Section 4

The movement of celestial bodies is undoubtedly slow. In fact, despite the stars in the galaxy appearing densely packed, the distances between them are vast—measured in light-years. Any object, once scaled to planetary proportions, presents terrifyingly large gaps, not to mention its slow movement.

Thus, the Blood Wolf warriors ahead did not notice this anomaly. No, not only them—even those behind them, such as Hei Fa on Li Feng, failed to detect it. Only in a corner of Li Feng’s secondary screen was a faint glimmer of light, seemingly serving as a reminder of something.

Unfortunately, even the slightest anomaly is still an anomaly. The Blood Pupils had no idea that while they rejoiced at having defeated the Guardian Deity, a massive crisis was silently approaching them.

It was those planets moving stealthily closer.

If measured with instruments, they would be found to be “small things” with diameters of around 300 kilometers. Such “small things” are common in the universe; they can hardly even be called planets and are usually referred to as meteoroids. When countless small meteoroids gather together, they form the meteoroid belts that inspire fear.

Yet even the smallest meteoroids are celestial bodies. They constantly emit magnetic fields, influencing their surroundings while also being influenced by them. Their sudden movement now could only mean one thing: the overall environment of the galaxy had changed.

No one knew whether this change was caused by the Blood Wolf warriors attacking the Giant Crystal Planet, nor where the change had occurred. But the meteoroids continued to move steadily, quietly deviating from their orbits amid the Blood Wolf warriors’ frenzied attacks.

Time passed quickly. Another five minutes slipped by, yet the battlefield remained unchanged. The third wave of Snake Fang Squad also completed their charge and entered the same attacking positions as the first two waves, launching a fierce assault on the Giant Crystal Planet. No matter how hard they tried, the result remained the same: whenever the crystal planet was damaged, it would automatically recover. Those colorful lights had become their nightmare.

“Boom!!” One Snake Fang warrior flew in a precise arc beside the crystal planet, swinging his twin great swords at it with force, lifting a sheet of transparent crystal hundreds of meters wide. Inside the cockpit, a Blood Wolf technician named George gasped for breath, his face drenched in sweat.

Tired. Truly exhausted.

Although it wasn’t a high-intensity head-on confrontation, Crystal Star was still far too bizarre. To avoid accidents, all the Blood Wolf warriors used an attack style that involved striking and retreating immediately—this undoubtedly increased their operational demands. At this moment, George already felt his stamina waning, as if he had just fought an extremely fierce battle, leaving him physically and mentally exhausted.

Yet even so, George didn’t give up. Watching the opponent recover time and again, he gritted his teeth and persisted desperately. As an experienced warrior, he knew well that many factors could tip the balance of battle—sometimes just a trivial detail. No matter what secrets this strange planet held, it couldn’t keep recovering indefinitely. There would come a moment when it would run out of strength!!

One swing after another. In just a few minutes, he had no idea how many times he had attacked. George felt his hands going numb. The intense exertion had already caused cramps. He knew that if this continued, his hands would likely need to be “repaired” by the Wandering Tribe again. The thought of those slimy biological tissues sent shivers down his spine.

Just then, a sudden change occurred. For some reason, George found his attacks becoming less precise. The targets he should have hit were consistently missing. These unexpected results made him extremely uncomfortable.

“Damn it, have I reached my limit?”

Muttering to himself, George frowned. He had just realized his hands were in poor condition, but he hadn’t taken it seriously yet. After all, everyone’s physical and mental strength was limited. As long as it wasn’t a direct confrontation with the enemy, such inaccuracies were acceptable. After all, he was attacking a planet—missing by dozens of meters wasn’t a problem.

But as the inaccuracies grew worse and began to affect his movements, George finally sensed something was wrong.

“What’s going on? It’s not fatigue!” In his haste, George glanced at his hands. Though they had turned pale from overexertion, the trembling wasn’t obvious. From a warrior’s perspective, they should still be able to sustain high-intensity combat for at least another ten minutes.

If it wasn’t a problem with his body, then where exactly was the issue?

Glancing at a corner of the screen out of the corner of his eye, George’s eyes suddenly widened. There, a red number was flashing rapidly.

“No way… magnetic field!?”

George’s mouth dropped in shock as he prepared to send out the message. But before he could open the channel, suddenly a powerful suction force came from behind. He felt as though someone was grabbing him from behind and was thrown violently onto the control panel. Immediately afterward, his Snake Teeth shot backward like arrows!!
This wasn’t under his control!! That terrifying thought flashed through George’s mind. Struggling to get up, he tried to operate the controls again. But this time he was disappointed. No matter how hard he tried, the Snake Teeth, which he could usually make dance at will, showed no reaction at all—like puppets with their strings cut…
“Damn it!! What’s going on here?? Captain Bloodpupil!! Lord!!” George’s face twisted as he let out a shrill scream.
What he didn’t know was that there were many others who shared the same fate as him at that moment.
In just an instant, almost everything changed. Next to the giant crystal star, hundreds of close-combat Snake Teeth stopped attacking and were violently flung away by an invisible force. No matter how hard their operators tried, nothing could be done. All the close-combat Snake Teeth lost control at the same time!!
“That’s impossible!?” In the fierce wind behind them, Monkey and the others were shocked. Although no explanation for the anomaly reached them from the front, anyone with eyes could see that something was wrong. The way those Snake Teeth flew away couldn’t possibly be normal flight. To put it more bluntly, it wasn’t so much flying backward as being thrown by someone!!
What on earth was going on?
The voices in the wind grew louder as everyone shouted their questions. Only Blackhair remained completely silent in the face of such sudden changes, only frowning slightly.
Panicking wouldn’t solve anything; calmness was what battles truly required. Blackhair wanted to see just how far those Snake Teeth would be thrown. He believed in his warriors—given a chance, they would never miss it. Just wait; soon, those Snake Teeth would return!!
But even Blackhair was wrong this time. The Snake Teeth that were flung away not only didn’t return but the situation worsened even further.

Because they seemed like a swarm of flies, stuck to those not-so-large meteorites, then remaining completely motionless. No one knew where those meteorites came from, nor when they appeared on the edge of the battlefield. But one thing was certain: they were by no means ordinary meteorites.
In Hei Fa’s eyes, they resembled traps with jaws open, and his own Snake Fangs were the mice they wanted to catch!
With a sudden movement, Hei Fa stood up from the captain’s seat, his face turning ashen.
It was a trap!!
He had fallen for it.
As an old rival who had studied the Moor Emperor closely, Hei Fa knew well just how terrifying this opponent was. Previously, due to the existence of the Guardian, Hei Fa and the others had thought that was the Moor Emperor’s ultimate weapon. But now that the Guardian was gone, Hei Fa realized the Moor Emperor could never be that simple. This trap was likely his true hidden weapon—a killer meant to deliver a fatal blow to him!
Through the screen, Hei Fa could clearly see those Snake Fangs being “stuck” to the meteorites. Their motionless bodies seemed dead, which filled Hei Fa with growing dread and a badpremonition.
What exactly were those meteorites? Did they possess other abilities that could threaten other Snake Fangs?
At this thought, Hei Fa’s expression changed again. He turned sharply and shouted at Monkey, “Send orders immediately—have all the other Snake Fangs return! Now!!”
“Huh? Okay!” Monkey was stunned but quickly reacted and passed on the order. As the situation changed ahead, the second wave of Snake Fangs responsible for long-range attacks immediately stopped firing their weapons and rushed back as ordered. But just as they turned around, ready to gather energy to enter the anti-space realm, the Moor Emperor’s familiar laughter suddenly came through Hei Fa’s fleet’s public channel.
“Hehe, Hei Fa. Leaving so soon? Since you’re here, stay. Otherwise, others will surely say my master isn’t warm enough. Hahaha…”
Along with the Moor Emperor’s wild laughter, Crystal Star suddenly glowed brightly, causing the galaxy to surge violently. Hundreds of small meteorites shot out, heading toward the Snake Fangs trying to return. Even from a distance, powerful gravitational forces began to pull them toward those meteorites. Hei Fa watched helplessly as his subordinates struggled in vain, each one drawn toward the flying meteorites by those overwhelming forces…

Standing in Li Feng’s cabin, with dark hair and a pale face, he suddenly spoke to the monkey. “Go make preparations. It’s time to use the wolf fangs.”