Supernatural Insight Eyes

The final shout stopped in the throat, as Ye Qiu claimed another life.

Of course, merely killing a few people wasn’t very effective.

He vanished again in a flash of movement, because the shout of that man had already drawn attention.

A number of people were rushing over here.

Ye Qiu didn’t wait for them to approach but struck out directly.

Another group of armored individuals appeared, but no matter their numbers, they were no match for Ye Qiu.

A second later, they all became corpses.

With everyone outside killed, Ye Qiu began to deal with those inside the warships. The soldiers inside one warship after another were slain by Ye Qiu; none were his match.

In an instant, aside from Ye Qiu, there was no other living person in the entire stronghold. At this moment, Ye Qiu gazed skyward, reached out a hand, and tore open the void, revealing a small warship. It turned out that at some point, the small warship had hidden there.

The hatch of the small warship opened, and Sevilla emerged with subordinates. When they saw no one else around, except Ye Qiu, they were slightly stunned.

"General Ye, this place..."

Ye Qiu’s reply was simple: "Take your men and fly all the warships away."

Upon hearing this, Sevilla’s eyes sparkled with excitement. Did it mean that all the rebels here had been dealt with?

His heart was shaken and couldn’t calm for a long time, yet recalling how Ye Qiu alone could sever a large warship, Sevilla felt at ease again. Such a formidable martial artist as Ye Qiu was truly terrifying.

Thankfully, his side was friends with Ye Qiu; otherwise, to be enemies with him would be a disaster.

With the threat of rebels gone and no danger to fear, Sevilla directly led his men aboard each warship, then the ships started and ascended, disappearing rapidly with Ye Qiu.

In the void, the warships formed a battle group, and inside the largest warship, Sevilla stood respectfully beside Ye Qiu.

Though Ye Qiu held the rank of General as well, meaning they were equals, Sevilla dared not make presumptions or act as an equal to Ye Qiu.

After all, Ye Qiu had once saved him, and Ye Qiu’s strength was something Sevilla most admired, especially this time, where practically without effort, Ye Qiu cleared out a rebel stronghold and, most importantly, seized all of their warships, making them their own weapons.

Such an outcome was naturally thanks to Ye Qiu. If he weren’t concerned for them, he could have simply severed the warships by sword, reducing them to scrap metal.

Given his prowess, achieving that wouldn’t be difficult.

However, Ye Qiu didn’t do that; instead, he seized the rebels’ weapons to expand their own forces.

"General, what should we do next?" Sevilla asked tactfully, unsure of Ye Qiu’s intentions.

"Continue acting."

"Sir, shall we not return to headquarters first?"

"Since the surprise attack succeeded, we must press on without giving the enemy a chance to be alerted. Strike them swiftly and unexpectedly."

"We all follow General Ye’s orders," said Sevilla.

Then, they went toward the nearest stronghold, starting a new plan of action, aiming to seize the enemy’s warships.

With Ye Qiu, the mighty figure, at the helm, there weren’t many who could fend him off in a stealth attack, not to mention living under Ye Qiu’s hand at the homeland, let alone these rebels who did not focus on martial mastery.

Effortlessly, they swiftly took another stronghold.

The warship battle group expanded again. Sevilla thought Ye Qiu might stop, but it wasn’t so; they began moving toward a third stronghold.

Every time Ye Qiu fixed on a stronghold, he would capture it deftly and quickly amass the spoils, so that among those from Atlantis who accompanied him, nearly everyone owned a warship.

Sevilla didn’t know what to say anymore; he thought it regrettable. Had he known they were so invincible, he would have brought more people. That way, all the warships would have been taken away.

Even so, few remain without a warship.

Soon, Sevilla found there weren’t enough people. He had only a few subordinates left, as the others had gone to command the other warships. Seeing no one left to use, Ye Qiu chuckled: "Call it a day."

When Ye Qiu and others returned, the awaiting clan members were all stunned. Could these dense warships be here to attack them?

Some even doubted whether these warships were sent by rebels to besiege them.

But when familiar figures emerged from the warships, in the next moment, thunderous cheers erupted.

They were their own people!

The Prophet and Mokado came forth to greet Ye Qiu, seeing this scene, their faces full of smiles.

At this moment, it was the happiest day for them, having not achieved such a significant victory in long time. To capture so many warships would instantly boost their strength by forty to fifty percent.

On their side, joy was limitless. Previously, a few high-ranking officials didn’t recognize appointing Ye Qiu as General but now, they all felt the Prophet’s decision was wise.

Such a victory, who else could achieve it, other than Ye Qiu? No one else could accomplish these feats.

People were wholeheartedly convinced of Ye Qiu.

"General Ye, formidable."

"General Ye, formidable."

Calls of acclaim started to arise and quickly became a chorus.

This scene reminded Ye Qiu of when he was still a senior officer on Earth.

As they say, one family’s joy is another family’s sorrow, while here they celebrated jubilantly, the rebels’ side was like mourning. Hearing news of eight strongholds captured in a single day, the rebel leader was stupefied.

Those were eight strongholds!

What’s more, not a single warship was left; all had become the enemy’s weapons.

After shock came fury, the rebel leader approached the Prophet, hoping for a solution.

After all, they didn’t even know who was behind this.

On that day, the Prophet began to divine the identity of the assailant, yet with just one calculation, he spewed blood, instantly withering, vitality vastly depleted.

This was the phenomenon of calculation failure with backlash.

"Prophet, sire."

The Prophet was quickly supported, yet he didn’t care about that anymore, only showing panic on his face, muttering repeatedly, "Bearing such heavenly secrets and variables, just who is this person acting, as even I can’t deduce any future image related to them."

The leader, hearing this, shook violently; could that individual be so terrifying?