## Chapter 310: Yellow Turban Warriors Leave Their Mark
To get a clear understanding of the strength of these Yellow Turban Warriors, Kane had Ivan Vanko bring over an Iron Soldier to test their combat capability.
Still at the Weapon Testing Ground where the Behemoth God Armor was just tested,
An Iron Soldier controlled by an intelligent program faced off against a Yellow Turban Warrior.
After Kane gave the order, a Yellow Turban Warrior, who had been standing still like a sculpture, suddenly reacted. Like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, his body tilted forward, and his right hand formed a tiger claw, grabbing towards the Iron Soldier's chest cavity.
It was as if the Yellow Turban Warrior could see the Iron Soldier's energy core. Golden-yellow light sprayed out from his fingertips over three feet, which was the Gang Wind brought forth by the True Essence within the Yellow Turban Warrior's body. This Gang Wind tore through the air, creating five faint white energy waves, accompanied by continuous crackling sounds.
*Whoosh!* Under the control of the intelligent program, the Iron Soldier's palms split open into two Launchers, and two Missiles were fired directly at the Yellow Turban Warrior.
*Boom! Boom!* The two Missiles exploded within the Testing Ground, the resulting airwaves rolling outwards for dozens of meters. For a moment, the entire Testing Ground was filled with dust.
The Yellow Turban Warrior's charging figure did not slow down in the slightest. He extended his right claw forward, lightning flashing. With one claw, the Yellow Turban Warrior tore through the Iron Soldier's alloy husk, brutally digging out the Miniature Arc Reactor Energy Source from its chest.
The severed wires sparked fire for a moment.
"Not good!" Ivan Vanko watched the Arc Reactor, flashing red light after being pulled out, and quickly issued protective orders to the surrounding Sentinel robots.
Just as the four Sentinel robots erected four Energy Barriers, the red-flashing Arc Reactor reached its Self-Destruct critical point.
A small Mushroom Cloud rose in the Testing Ground.
Even though the four Sentinel robots had fused with the Mutant Gene of Barrier Mutants and managed to erect four Energy Barriers in time,
The white airwaves from the explosion swept in all directions, and countless fragments shot out wildly with piercing ripping sounds.
Fortunately, before the test, Ivan Vanko had cleared the Testing Ground in advance, which prevented any casualties.
After the explosion, a large Crater over ten meters deep appeared in the original spot.
In the Crater, a figure curled into a ball slowly stood up from the bottom of the large Crater. He slowly stretched out his body!
Ivan Vanko and Yuri stared intently at the expressionless Yellow Turban Warrior slowly walking out of the Crater. Was this guy even human anymore?
The standing Yellow Turban Warrior's body was stout and broad like a wall. The black suit he wore had been incinerated in the firelight of the explosion. At this moment, the Yellow Turban Warrior exposed his muscular upper body, wearing a battle skirt embroidered with patches of clouds below.
The Arc Reactor's Self-Destruct attack just now had not left any mark on his bare body.
A sharp light flashed in Kane's eyes. Cultivating the White Tiger Transformation from the God-Demon Transformation had given him the ability to control Wind. Kane could perceive information in the Wind that ordinary people could not see.
Just as he could see the battle skirt on the Yellow Turban Warrior's lower body and the Yellow Turban on his forehead, at the moment of the explosion, they had released an Energy Barrier, protecting him within it.
These two items were clearly Magic Tools.
Thinking of the term Dao Soldiers mentioned by the Boss, Kane's gaze swept over the remaining twenty-nine Yellow Turban Warriors.
This was the force the Boss had set aside, the power that would protect the Heaven Dimension in the future—no, it should be called the Heavenly Court Dimension now? As expected, it was very powerful!
.....
Back in the Office, Ivan Vanko pulled out a cup from under the coffee table, picked up the bottle of luxury Platinum Vodka that Yuri had opened, poured himself a full cup, and clinked glasses with Yuri.
*Gulp gulp,* he drank the Vodka in the cup in one go.
Exhaling a breath of alcohol, a Lollipop somehow appeared in Ivan Vanko's hand, and he casually bit down on it.
"Boss Kane, my body has been modified four or five times by those perverts at the Hive Laboratory. Plus the Cultivation Method taught by the Boss, I think even without armor, I could punch through a Tank. These Yellow Turban Warriors you brought are truly abnormal. I feel like I couldn't even take one punch!"
Kane looked up at him, saying in a deep voice, "Those are the Yellow Turban Warriors created by the Boss. In their normal form, their single punch strength can reach twenty tons, their skin toughness can resist the firing of small-caliber Energy Pulse Guns, and their running speed can match the full speed of the Behemoth God Armor. Even if you wear the Behemoth God Armor, you might not be their Rival!"
Ivan Vanko was choked by Kane's blow, but Kane's words made him secretly click his tongue in amazement. At the same time, he was even more puzzled: "Yellow Turban Warriors, aren't they the Clones developed by the Hive Laboratory?"
If he remembered correctly, the Hive Laboratory had a trump card Clone army with that very name.
Kane turned his thick neck, managing a slight shake of his head: "It's different! According to the Boss, these Yellow Turban Warriors are true Dao Soldiers. Their strength can increase with their numbers, and their Qi Mechanism can connect with each other through Formations. The more people there are, the stronger the power they can exert.
These Yellow Turban Warriors are just the lowest version. I heard the Boss say that the top-tier Yellow Turban Warriors, with their Qi Mechanism connected, each person's strength is at least at the Nascent Divinity level. If there are one hundred thousand top-tier Yellow Turban Warriors, arranged in the Heaven-Earth Net Great Formation that the Boss mentioned, the entire Universe will be ours!"
"Territory across the entire Universe, does that mean I can manufacture Iron Soldiers the size of Earth!" Ivan Vanko smacked his lips, somewhat yearning for the picture Kane described.
"Boss Kane, manufacturing this kind of Clone Soldier must be quite difficult!" As a sharp-nosed Arms Dealer, Yuri quickly realized the key point.
Kane shook his head: "It requires some things that don't belong to the Science side. This is also the Reason why we reached Cooperation with the Federation. Lane is currently handling this matter at The Church! We need a Religious Force to spread Faith for us throughout the Universe, into countless Dimensional Realms. The Boss needs enough Power of Faith to construct the legendary Heavenly Palace."
"Ivan, Yuri, the Boss is building his own Divine Pantheon. The construction of the Heavenly Court has already begun. I hope to see your names on that Divine Immortal Registry!"
"Don't worry, Boss Kane, I will give it all. That's an Opportunity to become a Deity!" Ivan Vanko grabbed the Vodka from the table and gulped it down, feeling his blood boil.
Yuri's face was also somewhat flushed. He could barely be considered on the periphery of the Tang Group's Inner Circle. Not long ago, he had the good fortune to learn about the Big Boss's Plan from Lane.
Compared to the Big Boss's promise, if he could truly leave his name on that list, what did Money matter! Raccoon City, Hive Base, in front of the Operating Table, Professor Connors stood frozen before a Bald Headed Big man, holding two sharp Scalpels, frowning and lost in thought.
He wore a dazzling white White Coat, and a pair of delicate gold-rimmed Glasses were perched on his face. His White Coat's Pocket was bulging with several small instruments, making him look like a doctor from an emergency center.
The Bald Headed Big man before him had been skillfully dissected by him with the Scalpels. Every muscle and nerve was clearly exposed.
After several years at the Hive Laboratory, Professor Connors' surgical technique was extremely refined, not damaging the muscles and nerves of this Yellow Turban Warrior.
On another Operating Table nearby, there was also a dissected "Yellow Turban Warrior," but it was the Dragon-Scaled Winged Human version of the Yellow Turban Warrior Cloned by the Hive Laboratory itself.
An authentic and a pirated version were placed side by side. Over a dozen top Biology and Cloning professors gathered before the two dissected Experiment Subjects, discussing their respective strengths and weaknesses.
"If we purely compare the Energy Reaction within the body, the Experiment Subject transplanted with the Ghidorah Gene undoubtedly possesses super Explosive Power, but this Strength is like Fireworks, fleeting!"
"Conversely, this new Experiment Subject is undoubtedly more excellent in terms of both Muscle Groups and Nerve Coordination, but it lacks Energy explosiveness!"
Listening to the analysis of those Expert professors, Professor Connors held the Scalpel, his mind somewhat restless.
As one of the Confidants in the Inner Circle surrounding the Big Boss, Connors naturally knew about the Tang Group's upcoming God Creation Plan and the Divine Immortal Registry early on. That represented Immortality and Infinite Possibilities.
However, for the current Big Boss, the Hive Laboratory seemed to be playing an increasingly smaller role. The Laboratory he used to frequently visit hadn't seen him in a year or two.
Other Colleagues and Employees might be excited about the annual increase in Funding, Salary, and paid vacations.
But Professor Connors always felt a sense of Crisis, a Crisis of not being able to keep up with the Boss's pace and being forgotten.
He needed to do something! He heard that Oscorp encountered a Supervillain named Electro, an existence that was a Pure Energy Body?
A Body composed of Thunder and Lightning, perhaps that would be a very good Research Project, and might attract the Boss's attention.
While contemplating, Connors turned the experimental Yellow Turban Warrior over and used precise small Tools to make two extremely precise Marks on the main Muscle Groups on the Yellow Turban Warrior's back.
Judging by his actions, he planned to make an incision along those two Marks and transplant the two Wings of the Cloned Dragon-Scaled Winged Human onto the Yellow Turban Warrior's Body.
Six Light-years away from Earth, a Planet resembling a kaleidoscope in appearance was orbiting a fiery red Star. The Light and Heat cast by this Star provided the Bio-Energy necessary for Biochemical Evolution on this Planet named Anteverse.
Because of this, Life had already been born on this Planet billions of years ago. After a long period of time, a Higher Civilization finally evolved on this Planet—the Precursors.
The Precursors, their species was advanced and developed, and their Lifespan was also very long. However, the Resources on a single Planet were limited. Long-term over-exploitation of the Planet's Resources had made their Homeworld unable to bear the burden.
The Planet's Resources were depleted, coupled with the fact that the Star above them was gradually showing signs of entering its Decay Period.
Just like Krypton in the adjacent Universe, the Precursors had to find an Alternative Habitation, or rather, a Colony within the Universe to ensure the continuation of their species.
As early as the Triassic Period hundreds of millions of years ago, they had found and Targeted Earth, wanting to invade Earth.
But at that time, Earth's Oxygen Content was too high and not suitable for the Precursors to survive. They had been waiting for a suitable Opportunity, wanting to descend and occupy Earth. Over millions of years, the Precursors had also occupied many Habitable Planets, becoming a powerful Interstellar Empire in their Galaxy for a time.
That inconspicuous Blue Planet from millions of years ago had long been forgotten by them.
Unfortunately, good times didn't last. They enslaved the Inhabitants of various Planets, using the Resources of numerous Civilizations to support their Homeworld. Originally, everything was going smoothly.
Unexpectedly, hundreds of Cosmic Years ago, just like the ordinary Planetary Civilizations they had occupied and suffered Undeserved Disaster, they were also Targeted.
The one who Targeted them was the Cosmic Overlord Thanos. Thanos noticed this inconspicuous Civilization and sent his Dark Fleet, wanting to crush the Precursors like cockroaches. When thousands of Dark Warships jumped through Wormholes and surrounded Anteverse.
Facing Thanos's iron hooves and the Star Annihilation Cannon hanging over their heads, the Precursors decisively chose to Submit.
The Precursors, their Physical Body was not considered powerful, but they possessed extremely high Intelligence and excellent Hive Mind Control Ability.
They were good at Manufacturing Domestically Raised War Beasts, and their powerful Mind Control Ability could ensure a strong Mental Connection between them and every Monster, just like the connection between Humans and Jaegers in Pacific Rim.
This was also the Reason why Thanos did not Order the Dark Fleet to flatten Anteverse like they did with other Civilizations after they chose to Surrender.
The Precursors Civilization thus became the species that raised War Beasts under the Cosmic Overlord Thanos. Many times, Thanos's work of cleaning up certain Civilizations.
Was also completed by the Precursors. Whenever Thanos wanted to eliminate a Civilization and contribute to the Universe's Resource conservation, he would send the Planet Coordinates of that Civilization to the Precursors.
The Precursors would then open Wormhole Tunnels and send out the Highly Venomous Monsters they manufactured. These Monsters were not only powerful but also each possessed the Self-Destruct capability.
After they were killed, the Blood within their Bodies would release a Potent Poison. After Volatilizing, it could change the Environment of the Target Planet, forcing the Inhabitants towards extinction.
Compared to the Bombardment of Cannons and Great Ships, this Method of the Precursors Civilization could be described as Clean and Pollution-Free, just like when the people of the British Commonwealth descended upon the American Continent back then.
What was more harmful than Firearms was the Lethal Virus they carried on their Bodies.
So the Precursors Civilization quickly became a Trusted Force under Thanos, their Status second only to the Black Order and the Black Order. The Architecture of Anteverse was different from Human aesthetics. The places they lived in were clusters of upright, pillar-like buildings. These buildings were not just for living.
Between these dense pillars, a powerful Bio-Energy Electric Current permeated. In the Core of each pillar, transparent Incubation Chambers filled with Nutrient Fluid could be seen. In the Incubation Chambers were large batches of Monsters, with Knifehead-shaped Monsters being the most numerous.
Whenever a Monster walked out of an Incubation Chamber, they would be controlled and sent plunging into the giant Wormhole above, to conquer all Habitable Planets within sight for the great Thanos.
Above Anteverse, flashing with strong magnetic Bio-Energy Electric Current, emitting dazzling White Light, there were thousands of Wormholes. The Strong Light released at the moment thousands of Wormholes opened and closed even overshadowed the Radiance of the Star above.
In the central area of Anteverse, inside a pillar-like building, the Precursor King was drinking with several VIPs.
Unlike most Humanoid Races in the Milky Way Galaxy, the Precursors looked more like a type of Aquatic Insect from Earth, with two pairs of translucent ultra-thin membrane Wings,
Their external Body Structure was similar to a Shrimp, a relatively hard shell, while their two lower limbs supported the Ground like Crab Claws.
The best way to distinguish their Identity was the Crown on their heads. Their Crowns also displayed different levels of Status. For example, the Precursor sitting next to Corvus Glaive, constantly toasting him, had three upward Patterns on its Crown, representing that he was the highest-ranking Precursor in the Precursors Civilization.
Towards the special envoys sent by Thanos, the Precursors showed unusual deference. They also knew that the appearance of their race did not quite conform to the aesthetics of most races in the Milky Way Galaxy.
Therefore, to entertain Corvus Glaive and his entourage, they specifically selected a group of Maidservants who conformed to the popular aesthetics in the Milky Way Galaxy from the dozen Planet Surface Civilizations within their ruled Territory, to serve as singers and dancers to entertain the several VIPs.
The people who came to the Anteverse Planet this time to Command the operation against Earth, besides Corvus Glaive and Black Dwarf, also included two Archbishops from the Black Order.
The Black Order was not the Dark Council on Earth, but a religious order that Thanos, the simp, specifically established for the Goddess of Death (Hela). They worshipped Death, one of the Five Great Cosmic Entities.
Spreading the Gospel brought by the Goddess to the Universe with the Main Cannon of their Warships, the moment a Planet Explosion bloomed in the Universe was the best Gift from Thanos to the Goddess of Death (Hela).
The number of Habitable Planets destroyed under the Artillery Fire of the Black Order's Warships could be said to be even more than the War Beasts cultivated by the Precursor Civilization.
This kind of Religious Fanatic was something that even the Precursors inwardly resisted. There was nothing they could do, Thanos had given the Command Authority of the Precursors to Corvus Glaive.
The Precursors did not dare to disobey the Order of the Mad Titan Thanos.
They could only bite the bullet and receive this batch of Guests.
Perhaps because he had a new Mechanical Arm, Corvus Glaive had been wearing a long face since arriving at the Anteverse Planet. He was completely uninterested in the beautiful females the Precursors had prepared, but he accepted every toast from the Precursors.
The Precursors provided these distinguished special envoys of Thanos with a Beverage popular in the Milky Way Galaxy called Tamu, which was roughly similar to Earth's alcohol.
After a few cups of alcohol, Corvus Glaive was somewhat tipsy. "Fifteen Cosmic Days have passed, Precursor King, how much longer do I have to wait here?"
The Precursor King quickly explained, "General, we have opened fifteen Wormholes targeting that Blue Planet. We believe we will take down that Blue Planet very soon!"
(end of chapter)