Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1327: Shadows Over Neo-Shengis

At this moment, whether human or alien, most of them were too busy seeking fortune and opportunities than actively starting wars.

A tall figure stepped up beside Officer Khan.

"Mr. Kenny?" Officer Khan looked up.

Kenny Lin asked, "Can you analyze which alien battleship this is?"

Officer Khan immediately replied, "I’ll check now."

A minute later, he found the data he was looking for.

"I think I understand why this alien battleship is attacking us. Its owner is named Kaelen—he’s Aelra’s younger brother."

Aelra’s death had been widely reported after his Battleship reached the Crimson Moon Dynasty.

The news had quickly reached the ears of the alien royal family.

Kaelen had wanted revenge for his brother ever since.

If it weren’t for others stopping him, he would have taken action back in the Crimson Moon Dynasty.

Now, in the Solvaris Star System, with no one around to restrain him, he had chosen to attack.

His battleship wasn’t as powerful as the cosmic battleship, but it was still a highly advanced warship.

In terms of firepower, it was only slightly inferior.

As the cosmic battleship continued to be bombarded, General Rafiq was just about to issue a counterattack order when—

"I’ll be right back."

Kenny Lin threw out these words and turned around to leave.

Officer Khan hesitated. "General, should we still counterattack?"

General Rafiq barely thought before responding, "Just a simple counterattack—don’t waste energy."

The Solvaris Star System would only be open for a month.

Even if they managed to find an energy mine, they wouldn’t have time to extract it.

Right now, everyone was focused on conserving energy.

Someone like Kaelen, who recklessly started fights, would only be digging his own grave in the long run.

"Understood, General." Officer Khan immediately issued orders.

Prince Castamar looked utterly baffled. "Where is Mr. Kenny going? If we don’t fight back, the aliens won’t just let us off, will they?"

Minister Sharif smirked. "No, they won’t. But just watch—you’ll understand soon enough."

Prince Castamar saw that he was being deliberately cryptic, so he suppressed his curiosity and waited.

Kenny Lin had said he would be right back, and he meant it.

About two to three hours later, the alien battleship gradually stopped attacking.

Eventually, it fell completely silent.

"Alright, that should be settled. Follow me."

General Rafiq let out a hearty laugh and led Khalil and the others away.

Shortly after, several small ships detached from the cosmic battleship, heading toward the now-motionless alien battleship.

By the time they arrived, the battleship’s entrance hatch was already wide open.

About an hour later, Officer Khan received a communication request from the battleship.

When he opened the connection, as expected, General Rafiq and Khalil’s faces appeared on the screen.

Khalil gave a general report on the situation aboard the battleship.

By the time they arrived, almost all the aliens on the battleship were dead, and the internal structure was severely damaged.

When Kenny Lin killed them, he hadn’t taken care to preserve the battleship’s interior.

Khalil said, "Some systems are malfunctioning now, but maintaining basic flight isn’t a problem."

Officer Khan replied, "Alright, I’ll send people over to take control."

Prince Castamar watched this scene completely dumbfounded.

He had always fantasized about a powerful warrior who could save them all, someone strong enough to single-handedly wipe out the aliens.

Back then, they all knew such thoughts were nothing more than a dream—how could someone like that possibly exist?

Yet now, that fantasy had come to life right before his eyes.

Minister Sharif patted his shoulder lightly. "You’ll get used to it."

Prince Castamar suddenly said, "When I was little, I had a dream like that too. I wanted to be the strongest warrior in the universe, to protect our home and stop alien invasions. But when aliens really did appear, my dream shattered. I realized I might not even be able to kill an ant."

Minister Sharif stifled a laugh. "Isn’t that normal?"

In the Draconis Empire, everyone knew about Prince Castamar—the one who dreamed of becoming a great cosmic hero but was completely powerless.

But weakness was weakness; having a dream hadn’t changed that.

For most people, such a cruel reality would have crushed them.

Yet Prince Castamar was like an unyielding cockroach, refusing to give up.

Prince Castamar declared with determination, "But my dream hasn’t changed at all. I still want to be the hero who saves the universe." freёnovelkiss.com

Minister Sharif asked, "So?"

Prince Castamar said, "So I want to become Mr. Kenny’s disciple. Minister Sharif, what do you think?"

Minister Sharif imagined Kenny Lin’s unpredictable temperament and sincerely advised, "I don’t think that’s a good idea. If you really want a master, you’d be better off asking Ms. Amalia. Your chances would be higher."

What no one expected was that Prince Castamar remained stubbornly persistent.

The battleship continued advancing through space, and three days later, Amalia come out from her small world.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ms. Amalia, we should reach Planet Neo-Shengis in about two hours. We don’t know what’s happening there right now, so we have to be careful of an ambush," Officer Khan reported.

Amalia nodded. "Alright. Make your preparations. Where’s Kenny?"

Officer Khan’s eyes glimmered with amusement. "Probably on the battleship, sightseeing."

Amalia was confused.

Since when was sightseeing on a battleship a hobby?

Officer Khan cleared his throat. "Actually, it’s like this..."

He briefly explained how Prince Castamar had been pestering Kenny Lin, begging to become his disciple.

"Eventually, Mr. Kenny got so annoyed that he locked Prince Castamar up and went off on his own. Fortunately, he didn’t actually kill him."

Amalia chuckled and clarified, "That’s not because of Prince Castamar’s pestering."

Officer Khan was surprised. "It’s not?"

Amalia shook her head. "Prince Castamar probably isn’t important enough to bother him. He must have another reason. I’ll go and check it."

Amalia ascended to the upper deck of the battleship and saw someone standing there, gazing into the distance toward Planet Neo-Shengis.

A heavy, dark energy coiled around him.