Colonial Suit

In the starry sky, the Krodir Conquerors advanced rapidly. If someone were watching from 'above,' they would see them spreading like a black torrent.

Wherever they passed, whether it was a Boka clan warship or a Sasha clan warship, they were all invariably crushed and disintegrated. One strong individual after another was drowned, without even a ripple being stirred.

Simply put, the Krodir were too powerful.

Perhaps in terms of level and numbers, they were not much more advantageous than the Boka and Sasha clans, but they possessed unimaginable effective combat power and extreme killing efficiency. When the group advanced, they invaded like fire, never engaging in prolonged battles with any enemy. Each individual would only launch one attack against the enemy, a single strike and then a swift departure without stopping. The second person would follow closely behind, forming a killing assembly line. Even the strongest enemy could not withstand three Krodir strikes, and all of this often happened within a thousandth of a second.

When coordination becomes as natural as breathing, that is the Krodir's killing machine.

Behind them, Sloth was dumbfounded, his mouth wide open, wanting to say something, but after a long time, he asked with difficulty:

"Is this... Krodir's effective combat power?"

"Maybe..." Heck murmured, also mesmerized, as if in a dream. "Truly... awe-inspiring."

Effective combat power refers to the ratio of how truthfully a person's strength is displayed. Generally, it will not be a perfect score, and even reaching 50% is difficult. After all, life is life. Emotional fluctuations, environmental changes, and even slight errors can reduce it. Therefore, in the current universe, the effective combat power of a normal space warrior generally hovers around 10%-30%, and it can approach 40% when emotionally excited or fighting desperately. For elites like Heck, this value can be increased to over 50%!

However, no one had ever imagined that it would reach 100% like the Krodir!!

Note that this is not an isolated case, but a universal 100%. In other words, every Krodir can fully exert their strength, resulting in incredible battle results.

What kind of concept is this? It's simply cheating!!

Think about it, when the same number of both sides of the same level encounter, the Krodir can easily crush the enemy. The effect produced is not just a simple victory, but the destruction of the enemy's morale and the crushing of the enemy's confidence. The chain reaction that results will feed back to the overall battlefield, completely destroying a race and civilization from the spiritual level.

And more importantly, in the Krodir's short but long history of conquest, there has never been a contest of the same level...

"Disperse! Disperse!" A Boka Grand Knight shouted loudly. "Their attacks are too sharp, we need to reorganize our lines!"

"Damn it, what is that speed? We have no chance at all!" Another Sasha Overlord said with a dark face, a look of fear flashing in his eyes. "Those are... those are the ghosts of the Krodir! They are here to avenge us!"

"Shut up, you should feel honored to see your idols!" The Boka Grand Knight said angrily, loudly commanding. "The whole team disperses. If we can't stop them, we'll divert them! The Krodir Legion is certainly powerful, but once they leave that assembly line-like operation, they are just normal space warriors!"

"Separate small teams to attack the human fleet. They will definitely be attracted!"

In the mental fluctuations, the Boka and Sasha powerhouses quickly reached a consensus and began to separate into countless small teams. These small teams did not confront the Krodir but quickly flew to the battlefield below, trying to attract the attention of the black torrent!

They succeeded. Because these Krodir heroic spirits, from the moment they were summoned, knew who the allies were.

But... they forgot what a combat nation was.

Boom, the huge black torrent trembled slightly and then decomposed into countless tributaries. Each tributary was a Krodir small team, and each tributary ran to a different coordinate. They flickered alternately in the starry sky, like black lightning, intercepting the Boka's small teams one by one, and then colliding with brilliant light.

A Boka knight was caught up by a Krodir Conqueror during high-speed flight. He only managed to emit a magic beam before the opponent approached and shattered his head with a knee strike.

Another team of Sasha Conquerors used a human fleet as bait, successfully attracting the attention of a Krodir small team, but they couldn't withstand even a minute of the opponent's attack and were torn into pieces out of thin air.

There was also a Boka small team that did not intend to stop the Krodir at all. They accelerated, trying to destroy a human fleet, but before they could approach their target, a Krodir Conqueror had already arrived first, crossing an unimaginable distance like lightning, blocking their way forward.

In the fire, the Krodir Conqueror grinned, revealing a disdainful smile.

"Fools, to come up with this kind of tactic. Don't you know..." His body flashed, and the next moment he was already behind the Boka knight, cutting off the Boka knight's head with a backhand knife. "Independent combat is our strength? Legion coordination is just something we do for fun!"

"We are the Krodir Conquerors!"

"Where we are, our sky is our territory!"

With a click, the Krodir warrior's shoulders opened up, revealing twelve circular crystals below. The light of the positron cannons flickered slightly, outlining his ferocity. "Die, Guided Positron Beam!!"

Boom, the black-red light shone brightly, but strangely, no beam was emitted. The members of the Boka small team were still wondering when they saw the void under their feet suddenly twisting, and positron beams shot out... The next moment, they were annihilated in the negative energy of the positron beams.

This Krodir Conqueror actually put the positron beam into anti-space and then bounced it out from under the target's feet?

How accurate spatial perception and how terrifying prediction is this?

Sloth, who was watching the battle from a distance, only felt a chill all over his body and thought of that term again... effective combat power. As that Krodir warrior said, the so-called legion combat is just a by-product. When they begin to operate independently, breaking free from the shackles of legion discipline, they can completely unleash that terrifying power, and that is the real... Krodir Conqueror!

Wherever their footprints are imprinted, that place belongs to... the Krodir's sky.

Boom... another Sasha Mother Nest was destroyed by the human fleet, the huge creature slowly tilting, disintegrating... turning into minced meat.

Above the starry sky, one Krodir after another stood quietly, with cruel smiles on their faces.

Around them, countless corpses floated, broken and chaotic. Blood surged in the starry sky, forming patches of crimson blood mist. So stinky, so miserable...

That is the territory of demons.

Belonging to the Krodir... and also belonging to...

Now, humans. (To be continued...)