Chapter 154 The Man Who Broke Through the Wall

Ning Shuyin drew her particle blade from her waist, ready to fight.

As soon as Situ Linchen released his grip, the energy axe vanished into thin air. He opened his palm, and a golden light condensed, forming a golden spear, unleashing his full War God Armor.

He didn't even let go of her, and fought with her hand in hand.

The Alliance Marshal truly lives up to his reputation as the strongest force in the galaxy. His battles are clean, efficient, precise, and ruthless. He's so adept at handling the situation that he can even pull her into his arms and stroke her hair.

But Ning Shuyin was somewhat terrified.

This was the first time she had ever witnessed real, bloody killings up close.

The enemy is not a machine race, not a mimic, not an illusion, but real people.

She didn't know who these enemies were, and Situ Linchen didn't care about their identities either; anyone who attacked was doomed.

He was a powerful figure who had emerged from countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and had long since forged an ironclad rule: to ponder who the opponent was when an attack was imminent was tantamount to suicide.

Anyone who approaches with murderous intent must be eliminated.

The walls of the small hall were stained with blood. Ning Shuyin looked around and found that the writing on the walls was more numerous and denser than in the corridor.

Her senses told her that more enemies were approaching.

But when the next wave of enemies rushed up, she noticed that Situ Linchen's movements paused for a moment.

He could have easily defeated his opponent in one move, but he chose to block instead, showing mercy.

His brows furrowed lower and lower.

Ning Shuyin finally noticed during the extremely fast-paced battle that some of the enemies in this wave were carrying Alliance standard military knives.

A conflicted expression began to appear on Situ Linchen's face.

Ning Shuyin realized that he recognized some of these people.

"Situ Linchen! I will take your life on behalf of my elder brother!"

A piercing roar rang out, filled with deep-seated hatred.

He was a one-armed man with a scar on his face that ran from his eyebrow to the corner of his mouth. He was leading the charge, brandishing a military knife in his right hand.

"You sent your comrades to the guillotine to curry favor with the parliament! I will avenge them!"

More cries and wails poured in, filling the space.

"We fought for you across the stars, yet you treated us like pawns!"

"Marshal? You don't deserve the title! You're just a lackey of the Alliance!"

Situ Linchen's expression turned extremely ugly. However, his sharp black eyes remained unwavering, instead radiating a fierce killing intent.

The golden spear in his hand no longer blocked; the energy at the tip of the spear gathered and, before Ning Shuyin could see it clearly, it had already pierced the heart of the one-armed man.

Instead of immediately drawing his spear, he approached the one-armed man who was nailed to the wall.

His cold face drew close to the dying man.

"Speak! Who released you from the Alliance prison?"

His questioning voice seemed to come from the deepest hell.

But Ning Shuyin noticed that the hand he was holding trembled very slightly.

The one-armed warrior coughed up blood, a sinister smile creeping across his face: "You'll soon... see... them..."

Situ Linchen drew his spear with a soft thud.

The one-armed man was now a corpse. He didn't even glance at him before turning to face the next wave of enemies.

Situ Linchen's movements were even more ruthless than before, each shot killing the target instantly.

Golden gunshots streaked across the dimly lit space, leaving trails of death. The cries and accusations gradually faded away.

In a very short time, the small hall was littered with corpses.

The strong smell of blood was unpleasant.

Situ Linchen stood motionless, spear in hand, like a god of war returned from hell. His black, lightweight mecha was stained with blood. The battle marks were quickly channeled to the ground by the mecha's special materials, and the armor gleamed like new once more.

"Who are they?" Ning Shuyin asked, looking at the corpses scattered on the ground.

Situ Linchen was silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping over some of the faces: "They are my past. They are the bonds I severed with my own hands in order to maintain the order of the alliance."

After saying that, he stopped looking at the corpses.

After the life force in the small hall disappeared, Ning Shuyin released her senses to investigate.

The silk thread pierced through the thick rock wall, capturing the movement on the other side.

Her eyes flickered: "There is a very faint life force on the back of the wall, like someone who has been seriously injured."

Su Qianqian and Su Zhe were searching the plains together, but no new information came in.

She still has a 20% chance of finding Gu Lei here.

Situ Linchen nodded and then opened the team communication channel: "Fang Yan and the other soldiers, report your situation."

"Reporting to the Marshal!" Fang Yan's voice quickly came through the communicator, "We've passed through a long corridor and are now in a small hall. There are no other exits in this hall; it seems to be a dead end."

"Describe the environmental characteristics," Situ Linchen ordered.

Fang Yan described the environment he was in.

Following that, the other mercenaries also reported their findings, and all of them were remarkably similar.

They all passed through a long corridor and eventually arrived at a small hall. The structure and environment of the small hall were exactly the same as those of Situ Linchen and Ning Shuyin.

The only difference was that there were no inscriptions on the walls along the other route, nor did they encounter any enemies.

Currently, everyone seems to have entered the same process, only separated into different spaces.

"Can your detectors detect what's behind the wall?" Ning Shuyin asked in the channel.

“No, Miss Ning,” Fang Yan replied, “the wall seems to have a special structure; our detectors can’t detect anything.”

“The corridor we just passed wasn’t straight. It seemed like we entered a branching corridor, but we might be able to meet up,” Ning Shuyin speculated. Then she suggested, “I sensed life behind the wall. We can try to break through the wall in the same direction.”

After a moment's thought, Situ Linchen gave the order into the communicator: "All soldiers, prepare to breach the wall at the same angles given by the navigator. Move in unison, countdown begins."

"Received!" came the excited response from everyone in the channel.

Situ Linchen raised his hand, pointing his golden spear in the direction Ning Shuyin had indicated.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

boom!

Smoke and dust filled the air, and a brand new circular space appeared before them.

The ceiling of the space did not appear completely sealed. Several rays of light shone through the gaps in the roof, pouring in silently, like the sunlight seen from the bottom of a cave.

But Ning Shuyin knew this wasn't real daylight.

Gamma has no artificial sun, and its external environment is gloomy and dark. This light source is likely some kind of mechanism within the ruins.

And what was illuminated by this light source was a person kneeling in the center of the space.

The man had long black hair covering his face, wore a tattered uniform of a high-ranking Alliance officer, and his head was bowed deeply.

On the wall behind him were a line of shocking, blood-red words: "Betrayal of the alliance is an unforgivable crime."

There is no Gulei here.

But who is this person?

Suddenly, her senses wavered; the person had lost all signs of life.

How could that be?

Just now outside the wall, she clearly sensed a faint life force; there shouldn't be a cold corpse here.

Did he die in that instant?

"Marshal..." She wanted to tell him about this strange situation, but she saw that his face was pale and his eyes were fixed on the person in front of him with his head down.

At this very moment, the warriors in the other nine passages are using their respective weapons to breach the walls.

Boom!

Stone fragments flew everywhere, and a large hole was broken in the wall.

Ning Shuyin and Situ Linchen watched as a corner of the hall wall collapsed. Amidst the rubble and dust, a person emerged.

It was neither Fang Yan nor any mercenary.

Instead, it was a silver-haired man wearing a spotless white research coat.