Chapter 429: Chapter 182: The Terror of a Sixth-level Martial Artist, Completing the Hell-level Mission

Qin Feng wasted no time and began preparing for the perilous expedition ahead.

His consciousness entered the Imperial Trading House, his gaze falling upon a precisely engineered module constructed entirely from an ethereal blue crystal.

[Imperial Military Type III · Spiritual Barrier Module]

[Type: Power Armor Plugin / Passive Defense Module]

[Effect: Automatically generates a high-intensity defensive barrier when the user suffers a Mental Power assault. Can significantly weaken the effects of Mental Power attacks from anyone below the level of a Sixth-Level Soaring Martial Artist. The module has a built-in power source and does not require the user’s active control.]

[Exchange Price: 10,000 Contribution Points.]

[Note: An Imperial Military Industry product, stable and reliable. Outside of combat, do not activate in densely populated areas to avoid causing irreversible mental damage to ordinary people.]

A full Ten Thousand Points of Contribution!

But Qin Feng didn’t hesitate for a second.

Over the years of undertaking Warrior Level missions, Qin Feng had always purchased a Spiritual Barrier module and worn his Qiming General Star Medal. This was his weakness when facing Sixth-level Martial Artists; otherwise, he would have long ago been reduced to a soulless husk by a Fourth-level Killing Technique.

"Exchange."

As Qin Feng confirmed with a thought, the Contribution Points were instantly deducted from his personal account.

Next, he spent several thousand more Contribution Points to acquire a "Standard Anti-Chaos Spiritual Core" for his Standard Bomb Gun. This would imbue its shells with a faint Spiritual Array, granting them an extra damage bonus against energy beings like the Evil God’s Followers.

Finally, he spent nearly all his remaining Contribution Points and Reputation, purchasing three "Purifier" wide-area high-explosive incendiary devices.

Once detonated, this military-grade explosive was powerful enough to turn everything within a radius of dozens of kilometers into scorched earth and a sea of fire. It was the ultimate tool for clearing out large numbers of low-level enemies.

When all his preparations were complete, Qin Feng’s personal assets were once again depleted.

Qin Feng glanced at the others and silently retrieved his power armor from his Subspace Storage Unit.

The tall, menacing black power armor stood silently.

Qin Feng reached out with his right hand, ran it over a small recess on the breastplate, and firmly slotted the [Spiritual Barrier Module] he had just acquired into place.

"HUMMM..."

With a faint energy resonance, the ethereal blue module linked perfectly with the power armor’s core, and several imperceptible streams of energy flowed throughout its frame.

He nodded in satisfaction, then skillfully donned the power armor. With a series of mechanical clicks and the hiss of airtight seals, the cold steel shell became his strongest bulwark.

The "Dragon Koi" Long Spear was held fast to his back by a magnetic matrix, while his Standard Bomb Gun and several high-explosive magazines hung from the utility belt at his waist.

At this moment, Qin Feng was like a steel deity about to step onto the battlefield—silent and deadly.

Just then, a crimson mission briefing automatically popped up in his Tactical Goggles, filling his entire field of view.

[Mission Name: The Purification of the Blood God’s Nest]

[Mission Objective: Completely eradicate the "Blood Saber" gang of Believers of Khorne entrenched on the "Abandoned World" Planet K-13.]

[Mission Type: Team Mission (Required Personnel: 4)]

[Mission Difficulty: Hell Level]

[Mission Rewards: 80,000 Contribution Points, 240,000 Warband Reputation, 5,000 Competition Points]

Dragon Jade, Nissan, and Wen Muyun had been waiting for some time, fully armed, their auras solemn.

"Let’s move out once you’re ready."

Dragon Jade said, "I’ve sent you all the squad teleportation invite."

"Alright."

Qin Feng closed the mission briefing, nodded, and accepted the invitation.

The four of them exchanged a look. Nothing more needed to be said.

"Target: Planet K-13. Coordinates locked."

"Teleportation commencing."

In an instant, space tore open, and a dazzling radiance swallowed the figures of the four teammates.

...

When Qin Feng’s consciousness recovered from the vertigo of the spatial jump, a foul air—a mixture of rust, sulfur, and the thick stench of blood—violently flooded his power armor’s external filtration system.

As his vision cleared, the sight before him made his brow furrow deeply.

The sky was a dark, oppressive ocher, like a sheet of rusted iron.

The earth was cracked and bore a dark-brown color, as if it had been repeatedly soaked in blood that had then dried and caked.

In the distance, several massive fortresses stood on the horizon, haphazardly constructed from derelict starship wreckage, industrial scrap, and giant beast bones, exuding a savage and crazed aesthetic.

The construction style of these fortresses was strikingly similar to the War Gang Fortresses of the Green-skinned Orcs that Qin Feng had seen in the Empire’s databases—chaotic and crude, yet radiating a primitive and powerful sense of oppression.

At the highest points of these fortresses, and across the vast plains between them, stood one menacing idol after another.

This was a terrifying deity clad in Brass Heavy Armor, seated upon a throne as tall as a mountain, built from the skulls of countless creatures.

His face was a blur, but from Him emanated an endless sense of tyranny, fury, and a thirst for slaughter.

The posture seemed to be a deliberate imitation—or rather, a desecration—of the Immortal Emperor seated upon the Terran Golden Throne, as depicted in the Empire’s propaganda posters.

The Blood God Khorne.

This was the lair of the "Blood Saber" gang, the Believers of Khorne.

This band of cosmic marauders typically acted like mountain bandits, plundering transport ships that passed through this Star Realm and exploiting the abandoned planet’s last remaining mineral resources.

When their greed swelled, they would even pilot their cobbled-together starships into space, becoming Interstellar Pirates to offer more blood and skulls to their Evil God.