Godlike: Double Penetration of the Starry Sky! A brutal beating of Ge Xiaolun at the start.

Even the air seemed to be silently telling the story of what was unusual about this place.

As their footsteps echoed in the empty space, a strange sense of tension quietly spread.

Suddenly, a series of low, heavy footsteps shattered the silence—a threat emanating from the depths of darkness...

The elusive soldiers, those monsters twisted by darkness, had silently surrounded them without them even realizing it.

Their bodies were twisted, and their eyes gleamed with an eerie green light, like messengers of hell, ready to drag all living beings into an endless abyss.

"careful!"

March 7th gave a low shout, quickly drew his weapon, and stood in front of Xingmei.

Her movements were swift and decisive, each one revealing the marks of a long battle.

Seeing this, Xingmei immediately went into battle mode as well. The two stood back to back, cooperating tacitly to fight against the surging wave of illusory soldiers.

The battle was brutal, and the air was thick with the stench of blood and the scorching heat of battle.

On March 7th, the sword light shone like a dragon, each swing accompanied by the cries of the vacancies and their fall.

Xingmei, on the other hand, used her special abilities to manipulate the surrounding elements, forming protective barriers to create precious living space for the two of them.

Their movements were fluid and synchronized, as if they had experienced such life-or-death tests countless times.

However, just when they thought they were about to break through the encirclement, an even larger figure slowly stepped into the battlefield!

They are the ones who trample on it!

The monster was tall, with skin like hard armor, covered with hideous scars and protruding bone spurs.

Its eyes, like burning flames, revealed endless savagery and destruction.

Its every step shook the ground, as if even space itself trembled under its power.

"What...what the hell is this?!"

Xingmei couldn't help but gasp, her voice filled with barely concealed fear.

On that battlefield, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun yet tinged with a touch of melancholy, dust was stirred up and swirled everywhere, as if even the air itself was trembling.

The Trampler, a colossal beast covered in black scales, launched its attack with a deafening roar.

Its every step trembled the ground, releasing a destructive force powerful enough to shake mountains, causing even the two valiant warriors, March 7th and Star Girl, to feel a chill run down their spines.

His steps were slightly unsteady.

March 7th, wielding a long sword with dazzling light, attempted to evade the indiscriminate attacks with agile movements.

Even so, sweat still unconsciously trickled down her forehead, reflecting her resolute gaze.

Star Girl uses her unique superpowers to try to weave a protective net on the battlefield, but she is facing such a powerful enemy.

Her strength seemed to be insufficient, and her face was full of solemnity.

At this critical moment, a dazzling dragon roar ripped through the sky, deafening, as if even the air itself was torn apart.

Long Wen, this legendary powerhouse, descended upon the battlefield like a savior.

He held a giant blade that emitted a faint blue light.

Every step he took exuded the aura of a king.

With a flash, he appeared in front of the trampler and, without the slightest hesitation, swung his giant blade down.

With the force of a thunderbolt, it slammed directly into the trampler's head.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split apart, the trampler's body instantly crumbled under the giant blade, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

As the dust settled, only a deathly silence remained on the battlefield, along with the chilling aftershocks.

Long Wen sheathed his sword, turned to look at March 7 and Xingmei, a hint of tenderness and apology flashing in his eyes.

"Sorry, are you alright?"

"I'm late."

Seeing this, a relieved smile spread across March 7th's face. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and laughed.

"Thanks to you! We're all fine!"

Her voice carried a hint of relief and gratitude, as if the life-or-death crisis just now was nothing more than a false alarm.

Xingmei's gaze was fixed on Longwen, her eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.

This man, his face, his temperament, were so similar to the figure she had seen countless times in her dreams, almost identical!

Her heart began to race involuntarily, and a strange feeling quietly began to grow in her heart.

She slowly approached Long Wen, her eyes widening in surprise!

Chapter 80: Technological Suppression from the Star Train Stuns the Super God Universe

Xingmei stood in the somewhat empty yet futuristic corridor of the space station, the surrounding metal walls reflecting a cold yet soft blue light.

Each ray of light seemed to be silently telling the story of the universe's profundity and mystery.

Her heart was filled with doubt and confusion, as if shrouded in a thin mist, both hazy and real.

She slowly closed her eyes, trying to dig out that blurry yet lingering figure from the depths of her memory!

Longwen's face!

The scenes in my memory play out slowly, frame by frame, like old film reels.

She remembered those eyes, deep and bright, as if they could see into the secrets of people's hearts.

She remembered the smile that unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth, warm and mysterious, enough to make one instantly intoxicated.

But all of this seems to be happening in another time and space, in a world completely different from the space station she is currently in.

She sighed softly, opened her eyes, and the surroundings became clear again.

The interior of the space station is designed with a strong sense of technology. Above the huge transparent dome, the stars are dazzling and the Milky Way is like a ribbon, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

However, this beautiful scenery failed to completely dispel the fog in her heart.

She turned around, her gaze sweeping across the closed hatches on both sides of the corridor. Behind each hatch might lie unknown secrets or long-forgotten memories.

Suddenly, a faint mechanical sound broke the surrounding silence. Xingmei turned around sharply and saw a hatch slowly opening not far away.

A beam of light shone through the crack in the door, intertwining with the blue light of the corridor to create a strange interplay of light and shadow.

Her heart began to race, and an inexplicable impulse drove her toward the door.

As they got closer, the view inside the hatch gradually became clearer.

It was an ecological zone filled with strange vegetation, with shimmering fluorescent fruits hanging from tall trees, and the air filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and the scent of unknown plants.

In this vibrant scene, a familiar figure stood with his back to her in front of a huge plant, seemingly gazing at something.

Xingmei was stunned. It was Long Wen, the face she had searched for in her dreams countless times, now appearing so realistically before her eyes.

She couldn't believe her eyes, as if it were all an illusion, yet the sense of familiarity was so real!

This forced her to believe that there was indeed some inexplicable connection between her and this man.

She approached slowly, each step feeling as if she were walking on clouds, both light and heavy.

When she finally stood beside him, Long Wen seemed to sense her presence and slowly turned around.

At that moment, their eyes met in mid-air, and time seemed to freeze.

But it seems like I was first awakened by Kaffa on this very space station.

Xingmei stood on the deck of that ancient and massive interstellar warship, surrounded by the deep and boundless universe. The stars, like tiny diamonds inlaid on black velvet, shimmered with a light that was both distant and mysterious.

Her thoughts were like the universe, vast and chaotic, each one seemingly drawn by an invisible force, swirling and intertwining in her mind.

She looked down at the deck beneath her feet. The metal surface gleamed with a cold blue light under the faint starlight, and every scratch recorded the glory and vicissitudes of past battles.

A hint of doubt and unease flashed in Xingmei's eyes. She gently bit her lower lip, her heart churning with indescribable emotions.

Could it all really have been just a dream?

Why is that figure...Dragon Pattern!

Why would it appear so clearly in her dream, even with a strange sense of familiarity?

She looked up into the distance, where the antimatter legion's fleet lay, its dark hulls appearing and disappearing in the depths of space.

It was like a ghost from another world, silently waiting to launch a fatal attack. Xingmei's heart tightened suddenly; the oppressive feeling made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Just then, Long Wen's voice rang in her ear, deep and firm.

"Let's hurry to the main control module. These should be the main force of the antimatter legion this time, but it's hard to guarantee that there won't be another wave. Let's go to a safe place and observe the situation."

Long Wen's words were like a warm current, piercing through the fog in Xing Mei's heart and allowing her to temporarily forget those chaotic thoughts.

She nodded, refocusing her attention on the task at hand.

As she turned around, she noticed that the crew members around her were busy in a tense but orderly manner. Some were busy checking the weapon systems, while others were maintaining contact with other warships through communicators.

Every face was filled with determination and resolve, as if they were used to this life-or-death battle.