Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1265: The Aliens’ Dilemma

Neither the alien Battleship nor the Erythar Star System fleet was permitted to approach Planet Omicron.

They had to remain beyond bombardment range.

If they crossed that boundary, the Crimson Moon Dynasty would show no mercy.

The alien Battleship came to a stop, facing the Draconis Battleships from a distance—each side standing their ground, waiting for what was to come.

Within the massive control room of the alien Battleship, a group of aliens stood before a large screen, their faces expressionless.

Displayed on the screen was a silver Battleship—the very one that had arrived from the Erythar Star System.

"I remember that Battleship. It’s the Umbrathari-1 Battleship, once commanded by Aelra," said a tall, humanoid alien male with a golden horn protruding from his forehead.

This man was none other than Prince Sol’Rae of the Solaryx Kingdom.

Surrounding him were more people like him, each of them with a single horn on their foreheads.

"Your Highness is correct. That Battleship is indeed the Umbrathari-1 Battleship," one of his subordinates confirmed.

"Aelra was so useless that he even lost an entire Battleship. What a waste of Your Highness’ trust in him."

Sol’Rae’s arrogant expression remained unmoved as he coldly stated, "We cannot allow our Battleship to remain in the hands of the inferior humans of the Andromeda Universe."

"Your Highness is absolutely right. Even if we have to destroy it, we must not let them keep it," his trusted aide, Hassan, agreed. "However, we are currently in Crimson Moon Dynasty’s territory, which makes it difficult to act."

Sol’Rae narrowed his golden eyes. "The Crimson Moon Dynasty? Nothing more than a civilization from a mere low-dimensional universe."

"Your Highness speaks the truth. If not for those strange people who suddenly appeared, the Crimson Moon Dynasty would have already been annihilated by us," Hassan added.

Heliox, another officer, frowned. "It is strange indeed. The Andromeda Universe is supposed to be a lower-dimensional universe, only capable of producing weak civilizations. Why, then, have such powerful people emerged? Some of them can even fly without any external aid. This does not align with the natural trajectory of a low-dimensional universe’s development."

This was a mystery the aliens had long sought to unravel, which was precisely why they had come to Planet Omicron. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

On the surface, it appeared as though the aliens had been forced to halt by the Pleiades Star System.

In reality, they had never regarded the Crimson Moon Dynasty as a true threat.

However, the royal family was wary of this mysterious force that had suddenly surfaced.

Without fully understanding it, they were unwilling to make rash moves that could result in unnecessary losses.

Ironically, this cautious decision had allowed the Pleiades Star System to use the situation to their advantage.

Through deliberate propaganda, they had convinced nearly all of humanity that the aliens had agreed to a ceasefire due to the overwhelming strength of the Crimson Moon Dynasty forces.

"Humans call these people ’cultivators.’ Apparently, as their cultivation grows, so does their lifespan. According to our intelligence, some cultivators have lived for nearly a thousand years," Hassan reported gravely.

Heliox inhaled sharply. "A thousand years? Is that even possible?"

Even among their kind, not even the royal bloodline could hope to live for so long.

"It’s true. The Crimson Moon Dynasty harbors an organization known as the Pleiadian Ascendancy. Its leader is incredibly powerful, and humans refer to him as the Grand Elder. Rumor has it that he is nearly a thousand years old."

Heliox’s eyes flickered with realization. "This Grand Elder... could he be the same young man from that battle?"

Six months ago, a massive war had erupted in the Pleiades Star System.

During that battle, human and alien Battleships had clashed in a brutal standoff.

At first, humanity was at a disadvantage.

Then, a mysterious young man appeared—seemingly no older than twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

He walked straight into enemy lines with a calm and steady gait, where he engaged three of the alien royal family’s strongest warriors in combat.

Despite facing three powerful royal elites alone, the young man did not fall.

Instead, he managed to kill one and severely injure another.

Even now, the injured royal warrior was still recovering and had yet to fully heal.

Because of this war, the aliens finally realized that such powerful beings existed within the Andromeda Universe.

In the battles that followed, the young man who had slain one of their royal warriors appeared again.

Since royal warriors were incredibly difficult to cultivate, the aliens refrained from launching further wars to avoid unnecessary losses.

Instead, they feigned agreement to a ceasefire and initiated these peace talks to uncover the true nature of the Andromeda Universe.

"It is indeed him," Hassan confirmed with a nod.

Heliox pondered for a moment before suggesting, "Your Highness, since their cultivation methods can extend lifespan, is there a chance that we could cultivate as well?"

"Human cultivation techniques are not suitable for us," Sol’Rae stated calmly, seemingly unaffected by the temptation.

"That is truly unfortunate," Heliox sighed in disappointment.

They did not lack power; their race was inherently capable of strengthening itself.

However, their lifespans did not increase as significantly as those of cultivators.

Among all species, the royal bloodline possessed the longest lifespans and greatest strength.

Yet, even the longest-lived among the Solaryxs clan had an average lifespan of just over three hundred years.

The record for the longest lifespan was over eight hundred years, set by the first and most powerful ancestor of the Solaryx lineage.

But he had perished long ago.

The first generation had reached the peak of their species’ lifespan and divine power, and no descendant had ever surpassed the miracles they created.

Yet, the humans of the Andromeda Universe had discovered a strange cultivation method that could extend their lives to a thousand years—or even beyond.

For an advanced species from a high-dimensional universe, this was an irresistible temptation.

Sol’Rae slowly clenched his long six-fingered hand, his golden eyes flashing with a cruel glint. "It is not unfortunate. There is an old human saying: ’All roads lead to Rome.’ There may still be a path suitable for us."