CHAPTER 1039: CHAPTER 1037: LEAVE YOUR BELONGINGS, WALK AWAY NAKED

"Star Core vein? You will take ten legions there. No matter the cost, you must conquer that vein!"

"What? That’s great! As long as we can capture this vein, we’ll never have to worry about energy issues again. We can even trade with other universes for resources to make our strength grow even stronger!"

"Set out immediately! Be sure to occupy that vein before anyone else arrives! Taking the lead gives us priority!"

Ships loaded with warriors from various universes moved mightily towards the Star Core vein. This was a war heading to an uncharted battlefield.

"Nervous?" In a battleship, two warriors were chatting with laughter.

"Heh, what’s there to be nervous about? I’ve already considered myself a dead man."

"Bro, don’t be so pessimistic. Our universe is so powerful, and this time we’re dispatching 10 legions. Even if we can’t win, we won’t suffer major losses." This was a young recruit who had not even spent a century on the battlefield.

"You don’t understand," the veteran smiled bitterly, "You’ve just joined the force not long ago and haven’t been in any large-scale wars. But I’ve joined, and I’m lucky to have survived one of those wars."

The veteran’s eyes seemed to reflect a meat grinder-like battlefield from the past, "You know, that war was just for a small metal vein, but dozens of universes coveted it, each sending at least five legions to seize it."

"I thought just like you, but when the war started, I realized how wrong I was. It was absolutely not a place where survival was based on strength but on luck. Of the five legions we sent, two were almost completely wiped out. My legion had over ten billion warriors, and less than 20 million survived."

The young recruit suddenly had a trace of horror in his eyes. A 0.2% survival rate?

"This time, we’re going to fight for a Star Core vein. Do you know its value? Its energy far exceeds the top-level Energy Crystal. Our universe alone dispatched ten legions, a full 200 billion warriors. I can hardly speculate on how many legions will be deployed this time, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands!"

"Haha," the veteran let out a bitter laugh, "Perhaps this time, we may not even have a 0.02% survival rate."

The recruit’s palms were already sweating, and his gaze shifted from calm to panic, eventually turning to fear.

...

This atmosphere almost pervaded all warships of the universes. Based on the exchanged intelligence, it was feared that over 20,000 legions would be deployed this time. It would be an unprecedented war!

Some were writing wills, some were recording videos, and some were even starting to anesthetize themselves with drugs or engage in more absurd activities. They needed to overcome fear, to vent emotions.

If they could survive this war, even in defeat, they would become legendary figures.

Of course, this atmosphere was simply nonexistent for the IPX-001 Corps.

"Hey, Pong!"

"Mahjong!"

"Damn it, another round!"

...

"Call the landlord!"

"No call!"

"Rob the landlord!"

"Double."

"Super double!"

...

"Hit him! Use the ultimate! Use the ultimate!"

"Damn it, do you even know how to play, you useless piece! If you don’t, switch!"

...

On the ship of the IPX-001 Corps, there was no neat and tidy formation, no solemn atmosphere, only a state of high excitement, as if they were just going on a hike, not plunging into a war where almost no one survives.

In the dictionary of the IPX-001 Corps, "defeat" and "casualties" simply do not exist.

Since their founding, the IPX-001 Corps had conducted hundreds of operations, always outnumbered by the enemy, but had never experienced any casualties to date.

"Did you find out the intelligence?" Zhang Menglong sat in the command room slowly drinking tea with a few students from the Super God Academy he was most familiar with. "How many legions are there this time?"

"Dean, from what I’ve gathered, over 3,000 universes will be competing for this Star Core vein, covering almost all the remaining combat-capable civilizations in our region."

"Wow, that’s quite the attraction."

"There’s no other way; on the battlefield, our universe currently masters high-grade space technology. Their energy must rely on external battlefield resources, and this Star Core is likely more terrifying than the total amount of a universe, so it’s natural to fight fiercely for it."

"How many legions in total?"

"Ordinary civilizations send 5 to 10 legions, with the largest reportedly dispatching over 60 legions, showing their firm resolve. The total number of legions will likely exceed 20,000."

"What’s the use of having so many people? Even if we only have one legion, we can still take down that vein. This time, our IPX-001 Corps must resonate across the external battlefield, and we must make a name for ourselves."

"How long until we arrive?"

"Dean, about five to six hours."

"Wow, that’s plenty of time for a few more rounds, log in!"

"TIMI!"

...

"Report to the Legion Commander, we discovered a United Legion 500,000 kilometers away! The scale should be about 12 standard legions."

"Engage them! Engage them!" Zhang Menglong’s hands were operating frantically while asking, "Which civilization? An enemy or an ally?"

"Report to the Legion Commander, it’s Universe 157, they are currently in a neutral state with us without any conflicts."

"If they’re neutral, leave them be and keep advancing."

"But Legion Commander, one of their commanders has sent a communication request, saying they want to speak with you personally."

"Fine, put it on speaker!" Zhang Menglong still didn’t lift his head.

"I’m the Legion Commander of the Eighth Legion from Universe 157. Which part of Universe Seven do you belong to?"

"IPX-001 Corps, Zhang Menglong."

There was a moment of silence from the other side. Clearly, they had never heard of such a strange designation.

"You really have the courage, coming to die with just one legion. This war is not something Universe Seven is qualified to participate in. Considering our lack of conflicts, I suggest you withdraw immediately."

"Thank you for your concern, but we have no intention of leaving. I think it would be better for you to leave first; I fear that when the fighting starts, you might get caught in the crossfire, and that would not be good."

"Hahahaha!" Laughter came from the other side. "Injure us? With just one legion from Universe Seven?"

"Anything else? I’m busy gaming, hang up if there’s nothing!"

"Hmph, since you won’t listen to reason, it doesn’t matter where we engage you, we’ll just destroy you first," the enemy commander laughed. This war’s scale was simply too massive, and eliminating one competitor would only heighten their chances, so they planned to wipe out Zhang Menglong’s legion.

"I’ll give you one more chance. We are not keen on clashing with you. Turn back now, or we’ll attack you directly!"

"You want to fight?" Zhang Menglong showed an excited expression.

"That depends on your attitude!"

"Alright, since we’ve come to this point," Zhang Menglong laughed, "I originally planned to let you go, but now it seems unnecessary. Listen, leave your stuff, everything on you, and then you can walk away naked!"