Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

Inside the misty forest of the First Federal Military Academy, a gloomy atmosphere enveloped every inch of the ground. Enzo, dressed in a black robe, stood beneath an ancient tree, quietly listening to a report. His figure was hidden within the robe, only his eyes, gleaming with purple light, revealed a hint of coldness.

"All our men are in place, ready to receive orders from you at any time." A subordinate reported respectfully, his head bowed, his voice as low as a mosquito.

Enzo nodded slightly, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, the subordinate hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Sir, the troops from other empires have already arrived. Should we take this opportunity..."

Enzo's purple eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said coldly: "Do you think it's too late to die?"

The subordinate immediately broke out in a cold sweat and quickly lowered his head, saying, "Please calm down, sir."

Enzo glanced at him calmly, his voice tinged with cold menace: "The league starts in three days. If you're exposed before then... there's only one outcome waiting for you."

The subordinate felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, sir."

Enzo turned away indifferently, preparing to leave when his subordinate hurriedly added, "His Majesty said everything will be as you command, but please be sure to return...return to your country after finishing your business here."

Enzo stopped and sneered, "She's looking for her precious son, right? What does that have to do with me?"

After saying this, he threw off his black robe and quickly disappeared into the depths of the misty forest. The black robe was like a giant black bird of prey, drawing a dark arc in the air.

In the forest, the fog grew thicker, and the inky shadows swallowed up Enzo's figure, as if he had never existed.

The subordinate stood there, sweat dripping down his forehead and a sense of uneasiness in his heart. He took a deep breath, tried to steady himself, and then hurried off to convey Enzo's orders.

Outside the misty forest, the sun is still shining brightly, but that dark corner seems to be pregnant with an impending storm.

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The annual Military Academy Alliance Anti-Gravity Ball Competition is a grand interstellar event, where elites from all major military academies compete to compete. Over 20 military academies from the Atlantis Empire, the Free Federation, the Star-Moon Empire, and the Sky Empire have sent teams to participate. After several rounds of fierce elimination matches, only the strongest eight teams remain.

The Atlantis Empire and the Free Federation each had two teams remaining, the Star-Moon Empire had only one, and the Sky Empire, renowned for its military prowess, had three teams successfully advance. These eight teams would then compete in the elimination rounds, where every match could be their last.

Today's match was particularly eye-catching, as the twin brothers were facing off against the Royal Military Academy team, led by the Second Prince of the Sky Empire. This match was destined to be a fierce battle.

Rosie had rarely left the house since the incident with Mary. She felt oppressed by the long hours of confinement, especially as a pregnant woman with unstable hormones and pronounced mood swings. Ling Yuan, keenly aware of Rosie's mood swings, suggested that the whole family go with her to the live game for a change of pace.

The family dispatched many male members, mainly to prevent any possible accidents. The shadow of the last beast riot had not yet completely dissipated, so they had to be cautious.

Fan Xiao said in a somewhat arrogant tone, "I'm enough. It's useless for you to follow me."

Indeed, in the absence of Marshal Kyle, among all of Rosie's partners, Fan Xiao is currently the strongest.

Although Ling Yuan broke through to the eighth level, he had just been promoted, so his strength was naturally not as good as Fan Xiao, who was in the late eighth level.

The twins were only 18 years old and were already dual-system seventh-level psychics. Such talent was incredible in the entire galaxy.

But unfortunately they are young, so they are still inferior in strength.

Needless to say, Marshal Kyle is the strongest fighter in the entire Free Federation.

It can be said that although Rosie's partners are pitifully few in number, they are not even as good as a female with D-level fertility.

But it can be said that each of them is gifted and has extraordinary strength.

The main point is quality over quantity.

Ling Yuan was too lazy to argue with this stupid dog. He rolled his eyes at him and walked out first, holding the little female's hand.

Seeing that he was being so lonely, Fan Xiao's breathing stopped slightly.

Seeing Norsia and Xingyu following silently, he suddenly became excited.

"What are you two doing following me? You're not Sissi's partner!"

Xingyu waved its snake tail as if it didn't hear anything, and walked past Fanxiao sleekly.

Fan Xiao: “…”

Forget it, I won’t bother with him.

He would never admit that he couldn't beat Xingyu.

Fanxiao shifted his gaze and met Norsia's.

Suddenly, the sharp ice-blue eyes took on a hint of hostility.

Norcia paused for a moment, and began to think hard...

After a while, he said seriously:

"I said it was on the way, do you believe it?"

Fan Xiao: "Get out!"