Ultragenic Warlord

Chapter 899: To the Battlefield

Sun Mengmeng stepped forward with a smile. "We've finished installing the teleportation apparatus. Three hundred thousand disciples of the Zenith Dojo are making their way over now!"

While Yang Ze defended the military encampment from the bugs, the other members of Team Zenith and Hong Xi's four-hunter group had different tasks. Some were responsible for attacking the other bug nests scattered all over Mars, forcing the bugs to retreat, while others installed the teleportation apparatus in a secure and easily defensible location.

This was the solution that Zhang Lie had proposed to deal with the situation on Mars. If they were to solely defend, it would only give the bugs more time and opportunity to grow; they would have to go on the offensive as well.

Zhang Lie decided that an elite group of forces would attack the bug nests directly to seize the initiative in this war. They would simultaneously drive the bugs back while more reinforcements arrived from Earth.

This strategy proved particularly effective, and the Zenith Dojo was able to help the besieged Martian soldiers regain much-needed control.

Many of the Zenith Dojo's disciples were smiling gleefully, clearly having bagged quite a number of bugs and points during the defense.

Zhang Lie commanded, "Yang Ze, you're from Mars. Work together with Zhang Hong to ensure that the Martian civilians return to the encampment—this is the safest place they could be at the moment."

Li Pu walked up to them with the help of a few soldiers. "You must be the dojo leader of the Zenith Dojo, the king of Limit, Zhang Lie. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for your assistance."

Li Pu was about to lower his head and bow when Zhang Lie stopped him. "Marshal Li, you're far more of a hero to Mars than I am. You've been fighting at the forefront ever since the start of the invasion."

Li Pu chuckled dryly. "I only did my duty, and I didn't even manage to do it well."

"No, hardly!" Zhang Lie replied. "To be frank, you shouldn't be thanking me—I'm here because of Martial Sage Hong Tianqi and Yang Ze. If Yang Ze hadn't expressed his intention to head to Mars, I wouldn't have come myself—and if Martial Sage Hong Tianqi hadn't enlisted the help of the Zenith Dojo, I wouldn't have brought my ?disciples along."

Li Pu nodded. "I understand, but I still wish to thank you. The fact that you were willing to come at all despite the grave danger that you and your disciples would face is worthy of respect."

Zhang Lie nodded.

Li Pu continued, "Are the youths behind you all from the Zenith Dojo, then? Reinforcements from Earth?"

Sun Mengmeng replied in the affirmative.

Li Pu lowered his head in gratitude. "I can't thank you enough."

No one had looked favorably on the situation on Mars, and no reinforcements were forthcoming. The fact that Zhang Lie had brought so many disciples of the Zenith Dojo over in Mars' time of greatest need spoke for itself.

"Marshal Li, please rest. We'll handle the rest," Zhang Lie suggested. "Right, I have a special restorative I brought back from the third realm. It may help with your wounds."

Zhang Lie handed over the newest potion that the Yeluo chieftain had researched.

Zhang Lie had made a name for himself in the Milky Way not just because he had won the Void Cup or founded the kingdom of Limit. Everyone knew that Zhang Lie had been the creator of the limit-breaking potions that had taken the galaxy by storm. Even leading herbalists and potioneers within the Milky Way wouldn't dare claim to know more than Zhang Lie did.

Li Pu therefore knew that anything Zhang Lie handed out had to be worth its weight in gold.

Of course, what he couldn't have guessed was that this potion wasn't developed by Zhang Lie himself, but rather the Yeluo tribe.

Li Pu downed the potion in one gulp. As though he had consumed liquid vitality, his entire body seemed to teem with life. His wounds began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye.

He gasped in amazement. "This is an incredible potion! If I had taken it before fighting with the five-star bug and worsening my injuries, I would have been at full strength..."

Unfortunately, the wounds that he had subsequently amassed would take some more time to heal.

Li Pu asked with some embarrassment, "Dojo Leader Zhang, do you have more such potions?"

Zhang Lie shook his head. "Marshal Li, it'll take a while for your body to handle the stress that this healing potion places on it. If you drink another one too quickly, the healing might even backfire."

What Zhang Lie couldn't say was that Zhou Ying's cells had gone into that healing potion. If too many such cells flooded into Li Pu's body, his body would innately reject them all, and he might undergo a monstrous transformation.

"Ah, my apologies. I don't mean to consume it myself—it's for my wounded soldiers."

Zhang Lie understood Li Pu's intent, but he shook his head. "I apologize, Marshal Li, but we haven't begun mass production of these potions."?Your soldiers would benefit from them, but how about my Zenith Dojo's disciples?

Although he did have a stockpile of these restorative potions, he preferred to save it for the disciples of the Zenith Dojo. No one would mind having more of such a miraculous restorative, after all.

Zhang Lie even handed each disciple of the Zenith Dojo one vial of the highest-grade restorative; the other potions were all from the older batches that the Yeluo had produced.

Conveniently, Zhang Lie and the members of Team Zenith had a large stockpile of potions from those older batches, which could now be used immediately.

Li Pu sighed. "What a pity, but it's only to be expected. How could healing potions of such strength be mass-produced? I apologize for making a presumptuous request, Dojo Leader Zhang."

Zhou Ying stepped forward then. "Marshal Li, there's no need to worry about your injured soldiers. I'll be able to handle them."

"You? But—" Li Pu was confused as to Zhou Ying's suggestion until Zhou Ying sprung into action.

An outburst of green light shielded Zhou Ying. Her hair grew long enough to reach her legs, turning into a green the color of sparkling jade. She looked so beautiful that everyone was immediately enraptured.

The vitality radiating from her was visible to the naked eye. With a snap of her fingers, a wave of vitality spread out from her in a ring.

The soldiers in the vicinity found their wounds healing rapidly. In awe, they turned to Zhou Ying, the splitting image of a goddess of nature. Someone shouted, "A goddess, a goddess!"

"Right, a goddess!"

The Martian civilians began to kneel toward Zhou Ying.

"A goddess herself has descended on Mars."

"Please, goddess, save us all!"

The Martian civilians had despaired for days after the start of the bug invasion. None had been able to save them—neither the strength of hunters or technology. As a result, they clung to whatever brought them hope, and they were perfectly willing to venerate Zhou Ying as a goddess if she could bring them salvation.

Yang Ze stepped forward. "Zhou Ying's no goddess, but it's true that we've come to save you all!"