A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 972

Chapter 972: Chapter 669: No Entry for Outsiders Chapter 972: Chapter 669: No Entry for Outsiders The Supreme Forest fire naturally drew the attention of numerous factions, given that the Supreme Forest lacked a unified political entity. This area consisted of various professions and races, including Druids, Rangers, and Elves, each forming small groups. Indeed, if the Supreme Forest were likened to an office building, these groups would be akin to different companies renting office space within it.

Therefore, when this “office building” caught fire, they could not possibly stand idly by.

Rangers and Druids mobilized, and even the Elves prepared themselves; however, upon arriving at the “fire scene,” they were blocked by the Steel Warriors.

“The Tribunal is conducting purification work; no one is allowed to enter without permission!”

“For the sake of the God of the Forest, who the hell are you guys, and what are you doing!?”

A Ranger brandished his bow and arrow, roaring loudly at the Steel Warriors in front of him.

“This area has been infected with a plague, and we are purifying it.”

The Steel Warrior's eyes stared unblinkingly at the Ranger.

“Anyone attempting to interfere with the action of the Tribunal will be treated as a heretic and eliminated. I have already warned you.”

“Damn, what are you talking about, what is the Tribunal?”

Confronted by the murderous intent of the Steel Warrior, the Ranger was somewhat stunned. He was aware of the strange mutant animals that had recently appeared on the fringes of the Supreme Forest; they had discussed this issue but had never reached a conclusion. Now, it seemed these warriors of the Tribunal–perhaps were here for this purpose?

“You have no right to do this!”

At this, an old Druid approached, leaning on his walking stick, glaring at the Steel Warrior.

“This is the Supreme Forest! You have no right to set fires here, burning these trees, killing those poor beasts; you are committing a crime!!”

Amid the old Druid's roaring, the Night Guard remained silent, simply raising his bomb gun silently, responding with his actions–anyone who dared to intervene was on a path to death.

Faced with the action of the Night Guard, the Rangers and Druids were momentarily unsure of what to do. If these people were here to destroy the Supreme Forest, then they were ready to fight to the death. But since they were here to eliminate the plague, that… left them somewhat uncertain about whether to intervene.

After all, they were also aware of the strange plague spreading within the Supreme Forest and had always been trying to find a way to deal with it. They had attempted treatments, but to no avail. The infected animals had already become miserable and twisted forms, and ultimately, they had no choice but to put them to rest. There had been similar proposals before, but since the Supreme Forest didn't have a unified governing body, no one wanted to be the first to take action.

Now, this organization called the Tribunal had arrived, and indeed, they were as they said–currently, those Steel Giants were facing them, spraying flames, not advancing deeper into the Supreme Forest, which itself was telling.

Of course, this contradicted their beliefs, but……
“Thud…… thud…”

However, not everyone was as hesitant as they were.

“You murderers!”

All was lost!

Upon hearing that thunderous roar, everyone was shocked; they all knew, the Tree Men were moving!

If there was to be named the most stubborn and most powerful race in the Supreme Forest, it would undoubtedly be the Tree Men. In fact, other groups generally tried very carefully not to provoke the Tree Men, and the Tree Men intensely despised the destruction of trees, especially actions like those of the Tribunal, who blatantly set fire to the forest.

As everyone anticipated, one by one, the Tree Men strode out from within the forest, glaring at the Night Guard before them, who then promptly raised their weapons, aiming at the enemies ahead.

“Warning, the Tribunal is conducting contamination purification, and anyone who dares to obstruct will be treated as a heretic and executed!”

“You murderers, I will never let you destroy the Supreme Forest!”

The leading Tree Man roared and directly swatted a slap towards the Night Guard.

Simultaneously……
“Eliminate the aliens, open fire!”

Facing the Tree Men, who were taller than themselves, the Night Guards showed no fear, having already faced various enemies including large demons, so they were undeterred by the Tree Men's attack. Soon, they aimed at the Tree Men and quickly opened fire, and soon, bursts of sparks exploded on the bodies of the Tree Men, who then wailed and fell to the ground.

Yet, this was clearly not the end; the Night Guards continued their relentless attacks on the Tree Men lying on the ground, raising their hands, and from the Polonium Flame Throwers, high-temperature flames whistled out, mercilessly enveloping the Tree Men and turning them into charred black embers.

Seeing their kin die such tragic deaths, the remaining Tree Men reddened their eyes and desperately attacked the Night Guard.

Instantly, the area became a chaotic battlefield.

“What do we do?”

Faced with this scene, the Rangers, Druids, and Elves looked at each other. Logically speaking, as “residents” of Supreme Forest, they should have been fighting side by side with the Tree Men. However, the problem was that–within the Supreme Forest, the Tree Men were the strongest race.

And now, this strongest race was being brutally beaten down by the Tribunal's Steel Warriors, who were blasting them with flames comparable to Dragon Breath, mercilessly charring the Tree Men's bodies into black charcoal.

Here it must be mentioned that although the Tree Men's bodies were made of wood, this did not mean they couldn't resist ordinary flames. In fact, mortal flames and weapons couldn't even harm the Tree Men at all, which was precisely why they were the strongest race in Supreme Forest.

But now, the most powerful race of Supreme Forest lay on the ground, wailing in agony, rolling around, before being blasted into pieces by these terrifying Steel Warriors…

“I'm going back to Druid Grove to prepare defenses,”
said the old Druid, stroking his beard, the first to speak.

“This fire is growing bigger, we must prevent it from spreading to other parts of the Supreme Forest!”

“Ah, right!”

The Rangers and Elves looked at each other and nodded.

“We absolutely cannot let this fire destroy the Supreme Forest, we must protect our homeland!”

Indeed, firefighting was the most important thing now; as for other matters, they could be set aside for now. It can only be said that experience truly comes with age, they were still too young.

Huh? What about the Tree Men who have been half beaten to death upfront?

What about them? We didn't see anything besides the roaring fire.

After reaching a consensus, everyone immediately turned and left, striving to “prevent the fire in the Supreme Forest from spreading further.”

As for the Tree Men… well, that wasn't their concern anymore.

After all, they weren't really closely related to begin with.

At that moment, the Tree Men were enraged.

The birth of each Tree Man was incredibly time-consuming, described in mythical novels as old trees turning into spirits after tens of thousands of years, which was why they so valued every tree–given enough time, these trees would become their kin and limbs.

So, watching their kin being swallowed by flames and dying in agony, their anger was naturally indescribable.

However, anger in itself was of no use.

Just like how it is not courage but strength that brings justice.

“Bang!!”

Duanmu Huai strode forward, smashing his hammer onto the root of a Tree Man, the immense strength bursting forth instantly, flipping the Tree Man over with a crash to the ground, then with a step forward, his War Hammer mixed with fierce flames swung down–straight through the tough skin of the Tree Man, resistant even to the finest steel, shattering it completely. Then, with a forceful grip, Duanmu Huai split the Tree Man in half, its eyes widening in shock, its mouth opening as if to say something, but in the next moment, the flames followed, turning it into a pile of ash.

“Kill all the Aliens who dare to attack us, leave none!”

Duanmu Huai raised his War Hammer, issuing the cold command. To the Tribunal, beings like the Tree Men were not even considered Subhumans, just malevolent Psychic Creatures. Having dared to show up here and strike at the Tribunal, he felt no need to spare their lives.

The last trace of Typhonse's residual pestilential breath finally disappeared; that was good news. But for Duanmu Huai, his visit here was not merely to destroy the remnants of the pestilence, but to showcase the power and method of operation of the Tribunal to everyone.

Now, everything seemed to be going smoothly.

Though the Tribunal had spoken of their doctrines many times, few had ever taken them seriously, but Duanmu Huai believed that after this, no one would treat the Tribunal's warnings as mere wind past the ears.

Thinking this, Duanmu Huai scoffed coldly, looking around once more–the battlefield shrouded in thick smoke had left little behind, the remaining Tree Men had been charred, returned to dust.

He glanced one more time at the skybound transport ship, invisible from here, but Duanmu Huai could easily imagine the stunned faces of the natives.

“Operation over.”

Duanmu Huai withdrew his gaze, sweeping the surroundings once more. The lush forests, grasslands, and vivid flowers, along with the birds and animals that lived within, had all been completely devoured by the flames. Now, this world was almost reduced to just black and white–the blackened land and the white ash remains of animals and trees.

The flames had disappeared now, leaving behind only an icy chill, as if even the temperature had been melted away.

“Let's go.”

Having issued his commands, Duanmu Huai turned and left.

This was just the beginning.

Chapter end

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