Chapter 388: The Black Moth Incident, the Beginning of the Extraordinary Inversion
Chapter 388: The Black Moth Incident, the Beginning of the Extraordinary Inversion
"Capture them alive; don't let them escape."
A robust voice accompanied by numerous explosions and screams, as a large number of martial artists scattered and fled.
This was Guiluan City, the city where the Black Moth Sect was located. On the surface, it seemed to be under the control of the Federal Lords, but in reality, whether it was wealth or land and grain, everything ultimately flowed to the Black Moth Sect.
But things were different now. With the large supply of weapons and biological weapons provided by the Umbrella Corporation, the powerful Black Moth Sect had no ability to resist.
Long-range firepower strikes left the martial artists no chance to react, their heads exploding before they could even move.
"Damn, lackeys of the court." Liu Shengtian, the head of the Black Moth Sect, spat viciously, his face filled with hatred as he glared at the towering Tyrant.
Just moments ago, he had been captured alive by the Tyrant. In their confrontation, as a human, he was completely overwhelmed by the Tyrant.
The Tyrant not only had a powerful physique but was also controlled by the central computer. Every move was meticulously calculated. Although Liu Shengtian had a martial arts will, his attacks were limited to a few types. No matter how intricate the moves, they couldn't withstand a powerful strike.
Liu Shengtian's insults meant nothing to the Tyrant. As a biological weapon, it had no autonomous consciousness and, therefore, no emotions. It couldn't feel anger or any other sentiment.
"First meeting, and the disparity is so great. Liu Shengtian, you've lived for three hundred years, from the previous dynasty to now. I am a junior in comparison." A young man walked over. His name was Huang Yue, a specially appointed envoy sent by the higher-ups, tasked with bringing Umbrella Corporation's products to the battlefield.
The target of this operation was the Black Moth Sect. Initially, he had felt quite despondent about the mission. The exposure of the super soldier serum incident had led to many deaths in the research facility, including the professors in charge, and he had been one of them.
He had thought he was coming to his death, but now he realized he was here to seek revenge.
The Black Moth Sect, though only a medium to small sect in the Northern Secret Martial Arts world, had a True Martial Realm sect leader.
Under normal circumstances, such a powerful martial artist would be someone he could never encounter, but now, the Tyrant had easily restrained him with one hand.
"Are you the mastermind? Ha, the Martial Alliance will never let you off." Liu Shengtian, with his fiery temper, said. He had his own principles and was not one to beg for mercy. What was there to fear in death?
"I know, but we have the Umbrella Corporation. What do you think about that?" Huang Yue paid no heed to Liu Shengtian's words, finding them more like the rantings of a powerless man. He looked at the sect's headquarters, now devastated by heavy military fire, and found it not ugly but rather like a beautiful painting.
"One day, I will make all the secret martial arts sects and spirit organizations look like this."
To others, this might seem brutal, but Huang Yue believed it was a noble goal.
The Black Moth Sect alone controlled dozens of gangs, radiating out from Guiluan City. These gangs extorted and robbed, committing all sorts of crimes.
But that was just the surface. The true issue was that they controlled all the economic lifelines of the region. Under their ruthless development, ordinary people had no way to survive. Land ultimately flowed to the Black Moth Sect, prices soared, and greed knew no bounds.
Martial artists were not skilled in economic management or governance. They only cared about power and bore no responsibilities. For them, each day was spent in cultivation to increase their strength.
Hearing Huang Yue's words, Liu Shengtian couldn't help but sneer, "With you ordinary people? Ha!"
"No, with the Umbrella Corporation!" Huang Yue's tone was firm.
"Your name is Liu Shengtian. What a proud name. I hope you can last long enough." Huang Yue suddenly changed his tone, his voice tinged with a strange undertone.
The Umbrella Corporation was collecting martial artists and spirit masters, and that was why he had ordered his Tyrant and other biological weapons to capture them alive.
Not for any other reason, but to pay off a debt.
Today's batch of biological weapons and military equipment was actually lent to them by the Umbrella Corporation.
If they could use live martial artists to offset the debt, of course, it wouldn't fully cover it, as this batch of military equipment was extremely valuable. As someone who came from a research lab, Huang Yue naturally knew how much these things cost to develop, so he believed the lab director when he complained about the lack of funds.
Because production required a large amount of resources. As for why they needed martial artists and spirit masters, the head of the Umbrella Corporation didn't hide it. They wanted to continue researching weapons specifically targeting these two extraordinary groups and needed a large number of them, preferably all alive.
The other party was straightforward, only wanting the martial artists and not the secret martial arts traditions.
"What?" Liu Shengtian's heart sank when he heard Huang Yue's tone. He wasn't afraid of being cursed or beaten; he was a tough man who could endure anything. But the look on the other's face made him realize that something humiliating was about to happen to him.
"Nothing, each of you is quite valuable. The Federation is poor, so we can only use you to offset the debt." Huang Yue said calmly.
"What, offset the debt???"
Liu Shengtian couldn't help but feel his anger surge from his chest. He looked at the Tyrant and understood something.
"You're using martial artists to create puppets. How dare you, how dare you do such a thing!!!" Liu Shengtian's eyes were bloodshot. He wasn't afraid of death, but the idea of being turned into a puppet and controlled by ordinary people was unacceptable to him.
Martial artists had their own pride, and he absolutely refused to let his body be used in such a way.
So, his first thought was to commit suicide.
"Ha, you want to kill yourself? That's fine. Live ones are more expensive, but dead ones can also offset the debt. Although it's a bit less, personally, I hope more of you die. While the Federation would need to pay more resources, I think the Umbrella Corporation might need more resources than live martial artists." Huang Yue said with a smile.
He didn't care whether the other party lived or died because both could be exchanged for money. As a researcher, he naturally hoped for more deaths, as more resources would allow the Umbrella Corporation to develop better, rather than using a batch of martial artists to offset the debt.
After all, dead martial artists could still be used.
This made Liu Shengtian instantly calm down. These were a group of madmen. Who knew where the Umbrella Corporation had come from, it was completely absurd.
Martial arts relied on competition. Competing with other schools and martial artists was a minor struggle. The true major struggle was the constant exploitation of ordinary people's lives to grow. Only the abundant resources provided by a large number of ordinary people allowed martial artists to focus on cultivation without laboring and to indulge in luxury without worry.
"Die? Cowards die. I want to see what this Umbrella Corporation is all about, daring to challenge us martial artists." Liu Shengtian's tone was filled with disdain: "Just a bunch of ordinary people relying on external tools, they can be destroyed with a single move."
In his eyes, no matter how strong ordinary people were, they were still just that, especially when relying on external tools.
Whether it was the strange Tyrant puppets or the new types of firearms, they ultimately couldn't match the powerful physiques and unbreakable martial arts will of martial artists.
Although he had lost, it was only his Black Moth Sect that had lost, not the martial artists as a whole.
"Ordinary people? Without ordinary people, you wouldn't have the resources to cultivate. You exploit the blood and flesh of ordinary people to grow stronger, yet you look down on them. Martial artists? You are nothing." Huang Yue sneered, mocking him.
The conflict between the two sides was extremely sharp. From the beginning, the extraordinary forces had been exploiting everyone in the Federal Lords, from the common people to the upper echelons, no one was spared. The attitude of the extraordinary beings made it clear that there was no room for compromise from the start.
It was just that ordinary people had no power, so they had no way to resist.
"This is just the beginning. The gangs and wealthy families you support will all meet the same fate. Not a single one will be spared. They will all be sent to the Umbrella Corporation for human experimentation." Huang Yue said slowly. He hated martial artists and spirit masters, and even more so the lackeys who aided and abetted them.
So even if the Umbrella Corporation didn't collect them, he would send them as a gesture. If he could transfer to the Umbrella Corporation, he would wake up laughing. After all, the Umbrella Corporation, being in this business, would definitely need people. When they developed the super soldier serum, they had used the same approach.
Only then, they had used death row inmates.
(End of Chapter)
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