At this very moment, a few passages away from the main control room hall.
Aaron, with Ayesha, slowly walked through the passage. Everyone along the way, upon approaching a certain distance, fell into absolute darkness and icy fear.
Countless illusions appeared there.
The more evil their hearts, the more extreme their actions, the more terrifying the illusions they would see. They couldn't control their thoughts, constantly fleeing in the darkness.
Each face was distorted, utterly miserable.
Until they were literally scared to death.
Ayesha watched with a heavy heart.
"Are you afraid? Are you pitying them?" Aaron said without turning his head.
Looking at Aaron's back, regardless of whether he could see her, Ayesha quickly shook her head. "No... no."
"Heh heh, it doesn't matter how you see it, I don't care."
Aaron's tone carried a chill. "When they raised their weapons against me, their fate was sealed."
Ayesha wanted to say that some of them were not armed personnel.
Aaron seemed to hear her thoughts and said, "When they pick up weapons on the battlefield, they are no longer innocent."
Ayesha could not refute this.
However, thinking that these people were all conducting various biological experiments for the High Evolutionary, she suddenly felt that they all deserved to die.
Ayesha raised her head and said, "Actually, I think everyone here is a bad person, so just kill them all."
Aaron's footsteps paused.
I thought you were a saint, but it turns out you're even more extreme than me.
Just then, the roar of some giant beast came from ahead.
As the ground trembled, three Abilisks crashed through the walls, roaring as they lunged at Aaron.
And behind them was a group of mercenaries armed with various weapons.
Ayesha instinctively raised her gun, but Aaron merely cast a glance.
A scorching high-temperature ray swept smoothly, and whether it was the Abilisks or the mercenaries, they instantly fell.
Ayesha took a deep breath.
So cool!
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"Boss, the C-zone defense line has been breached, and the Sixth, Ninth, and Twelfth Patrol Teams are rushing to the battlefield."
"The Sixth Squad is out of contact!"
"The Twelfth Squad is out of contact!"
"The Abrix Behemoth Group is out of contact!"
"Zone D has suffered massive destruction, approximately thirty percent of the area is damaged, and the bio-armor in Zone C is damaged, creating holes."
"The Ninth Squad is out of contact!"
"All twelve squads in the nearby area are out of contact!"
"Boss, the entire front line has fallen!"
Inside the main control room, the adjutant looked at the screen full of harsh red warnings, her voice trembling slightly.
The heads of the Armament Department, the Biology Department, and the Logistics Department exchanged glances, scanning the surroundings behind the High Evolutionary, searching for an escape route.
High Evolutionary appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly, he was on pins and needles.
He was not afraid of invasion. Over these hundreds or thousands of years, he had encountered all sorts of people.
OrgoCorp was able to develop to this point not by cowering, but by strength.
He had several hundred life Planets directly under his command. He could mobilize hundreds of millions of troops at any time.
Even when facing the Mad Titan, he had the confidence to retreat unscathed.
However, what was happening today was simply too terrifying.
"So, who can tell me exactly how many enemies we are facing this time?"
"Is this a joint attack by all raiders in the Universe? Or a fierce assault by Kree heroes bringing numerous Kree elites?"
"Could it be the Mad Titan passing by and looting?" High Evolutionary asked with a dark expression.
How long had passed since the attack began?
Had it even been three minutes?
Why couldn't his subordinates even manage to stall?
Judging by the route, the enemy seemed to be slowly approaching his main control room, as if taking a leisurely stroll.
Without the slightest pause.
Unimpeded the entire way.
If he hadn't occasionally heard explosions and warnings of warship damage, he would have even suspected the front line had collectively surrendered.
This is illogical!
However, no one present could answer that question.
How should one put it? This battle was like mowing grass.
Their side gathered a large army and charged, only to be eliminated in a single encounter.
Their side then mobilized elite units, such as Abilisks and mercenary elites, only for them to be swept away by the enemy in another single encounter.
Did the vast amount of Galactic Credits he spent every year only fund a group of useless individuals worse than pigs?
He might as well raise a fleet of pigs.
"Everyone prepare yourselves."
The High Evolutionary stared intently at the blast door of the main control room.
"Are they here?"
As soon as his voice fell, the tens-of-centimeters-thick blast door suddenly turned bright red.
Before the few people could react, a ball of fire burned through the door. The fire continued to expand, and in the blink of an eye, the entire door was reduced to ash.
The High Evolutionary clenched his hands tightly, his pupils dramatically dilating.
"H-how is that possible!"
At that moment, Aaron and Ayesha slowly stepped through the large hole.
"All the executives are here? That saves everyone some time."
"Let me see."
"The database password is..."
The High Evolutionary and the others were stunned upon hearing this, glancing at Ayesha, who was trailing closely behind Aaron.
The High Evolutionary glared at her.
He observed again, realizing there were only two enemies before him—no, just one person.
In High Evolutionary's eyes, Ayesha was not considered a complete person at all.
After confirming the number of enemies, he did not hesitate, raising his hand to unleash a brilliant bolt of lightning.
The lightning instantly crossed dozens of meters, but midway, it suddenly turned and shot straight back toward him.
High Evolutionary was greatly alarmed and quickly operated a device to block the lightning.
"You have some skill. You can control lightning?"
"But I am not that weak."
High Evolutionary immediately spread his five fingers, manipulating repulsive force, attempting to restrain Aaron.
"Stop fooling around, I'm doing serious work." Aaron frowned.
High Evolutionary wanted to provoke him further, but his power was merely like a gust of wind, causing Aaron's hair to lift slightly.
"Very crude gravitational technology and electromagnetism."
"I suggest you switch professions to a toy manufacturer. The market for these little toys of yours should be quite good."
Aaron completely ignored the functions of High Evolutionary's armor, offering the suggestion casually.
Since he had already mastered Grand Unified Field, how could High Evolutionary's crude gravitational and electromagnetic technology possibly compare?
High Evolutionary's face darkened. He was a great existence referred to as a god. Aaron's words were undoubtedly trampling his dignity underfoot.