Chapter 247: Massacre on All Sides, Bai Fu with Overwhelming Potential
Before Bai Fu appeared, even at the very instant she appeared, Flemming had full confidence in the fortress ship he was aboard.
But now he wavered.
A monster with so many long-range offensive methods it made one’s head spin, whose close-combat ferocity was like a berserker, who could act as a mage to control the field, as an assassin to behead, and as a tank to withstand ship cannons with her flesh—there was simply no way to fight that.
Damn it!
Flemming felt like his head was about to split open.
Everyone had come out to complete missions and make achievements—so why did he have the rotten luck of running into Bai Fu?
Sigh, now no amount of cursing would help.
It was all his own fault for that crow’s mouth earlier, saying something like “As long as we don’t run into the likes of Bai Fu, we’ll definitely finish the mission smoothly.”
“Don’t be afraid. No matter how strong Bai Fu is, she’s still only one person. Continue with the plan! Unless the enemy gets reinforcements, there’s absolutely no way Bai Fu can kill us all before the rear force takes Lockheed!”
Flemming bellowed furiously in the command channel.
Everyone: “……”
Was Bai Fu really just one person?
Not to mention that Black Fu, who looked exactly like her—the summoned creatures surrounding her and Black Fu numbered in the tens of thousands.
But everyone did agree Flemming had said one thing right.
If nothing unexpected happened, the detouring rear force should be able to take Lockheed within half an hour. Lockheed was big, but in the end it was just an observation station.
Half an hour—no matter how strong Bai Fu was, she couldn’t possibly kill them all in that time, right?
“Great, we still have a chance to live!”
“As expected of Commander Flemming—truly sharp-eyed!”
The shouts spread far and wide. The morale that had dropped to freezing point miraculously rose again.
Now everyone had hope for the future—and it was strong hope.
Even Flemming, as the one involved, thought this turn of events was absurd, and Marlon, the mentalist trying to eavesdrop on their conversation, thought it was even more absurd.
“Let me check how the enemy’s morale is now!”
“What the hell, what’s going on?”
Marlon was instantly “confused.jpg,” and Steel Curtain, who was sharing his vision, went straight to “old man with flip phone.jpg.”
Like—bro, I’m stunned. Are you guys really here to fight a war?
This was a damn embarrassment to the Cast Civilization!
Complaining inwardly, Marlon and Steel Curtain’s gaze shifted to Bai Fu’s back.
With Bai Fu this fierce, it looked like they weren’t going to get any highlight moments this time.
But that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing—if Bai Fu hadn’t been here and their companion had been another calamity-class, then faced with the sudden appearance of a fortress ship, their chances of survival would’ve been slim.
In short—fight!
Now Flemming’s side was going all out—not only sending out all the calamity-class, but also lifting all firepower safety restrictions on the warships and starting overclocked output.
That could damage the ship’s cannons or hull, but in front of Bai Fu, they couldn’t care less.
Dense artillery fire constantly pounded Bai Fu and her Psionic Legion.
Since the battle had begun, Bai Fu finally felt pressure.
“As expected of a major power’s ship—if the enemy had sent ten times this number of ships today, and added two more fortress ships, my losses would probably be disastrous.”
Thanks to the rapid development of the Silent Court’s subsidiary companies, plus huge investments from the Origin Consortium and the Initial Gate civilizations, Bai Fu was now downright rich.
Even so, if her 【Legion】 was wiped out, she would still feel the sting.
Amid the artillery, Bai Fu’s expression grew slightly more solemn.
Today’s events made her more cautious—if she ever got caught up in an interstellar war involving tens of thousands of warships or more, she must never recklessly charge forward just to show off.
“Black Fu, take a legion to block the ships approaching from the sides—I’ll go meet that fortress ship!”
In the starry void, the two sides fought in a tangle.
Flemming’s side had the clear advantage in numbers, but Bai Fu’s appearance made up that gap—and even “overcompensated” for it.
After her Fictional Life was destroyed, even without activating Mind Blessing, Bai Fu’s Inspiration had soared to 5,018 points.
That was thanks to the boost in her base stats, as well as the increased effect of her exclusive skill 【Night Resonance (Bai Fu)】.
Bai Fu darted through the starry sky, dozens of whirling magic blades spinning at high speed around her body like a colossal cutting machine—any shield that came near her would be shredded to pieces within seconds.
Crushing battles like this were pure pleasure.
On Bai Fu’s sides and behind her, waves of damage numbers floated like blazing flames, both cheering her arrival and playing the death march for Flemming and his men.
Fear.
Trembling.
Flemming’s heart was trembling.
Boom boom boom!
The Psionic Legion crashed against the fortress ship like sparrows, and whenever she saw an opening, Bai Fu would blast a Heaven Burial or Psionic Burst.
It had to be said that a fortress ship was a fortress ship—the outer shields wavered under the attack but never fell, and although the cannons couldn’t lock onto Bai Fu in her frequent Void Form, every shot still culled a portion of her Psionic Legion.
Of course, this couldn’t last forever—the turtle shell would be cracked eventually.
Flemming still hadn’t gone out; he was waiting for his chance. If he went out rashly, Bai Fu might kill him in two strikes.
He planned to wait until Bai Fu’s prayer cards and psionics were partly spent, and until news of Lockheed’s attack reached her—then he’d go out to share the fortress ship’s pressure. By then, the danger to him would be much less.
Several minutes later, behind and to the side of the fortress ship, Bai Fu—who was brandishing Zenith Sovereign and about to unleash a psionic scatter on the newly exposed armor—temporarily put the weapon away.
“Saintess Bai Fu, bad news—over thirty ships from a micro-fleet have suddenly appeared near Lockheed! They’re attempting a boarding operation! Once Lockheed falls, the wormhole to Arctic Dynamics will be lost!”
Bai Fu asked, “What’s the strength of the boarders?”
“Most are at the level of ordinary interstellar soldiers, but there are quite a few S and S+ grades. Miss Anya and Mr. Vic have held two chokepoints, but it’s not enough—far from enough! The undead you brought are fighting fiercely, wave after wave, but… the gap in strength is too big. Even hundreds of B-grade supernaturals together can’t match an S-grade, especially in a narrow space. Unless the invaders’ stamina is exhausted, every undead we send will just fall!”
The voice from the communicator was urgent, with shouts and explosions faintly audible in the background.
Bai Fu replied quickly, “Calm down, calm down.”
If it had been in the past, she would definitely have gone back in person to rescue them—but times had changed. Going back now would be too much trouble, and it was the perfect chance to demonstrate the so-called “Power of the Apocalypse”!
“Bai Fu, do you want me to head back right now?”
At this moment, Marlon’s voice came through the communicator.
Bai Fu shook her head. “No need. If you head back now, Flemming’s people will definitely follow. If the two of you start fighting and the aftermath accidentally destroys Lockheed, wouldn’t that be exactly what Flemming wants? Don’t worry, I have my own way.”
Marlon was half-convinced.
Could this really work?
If Lockheed was destroyed, that wormhole would definitely be affected. If something happened to the wormhole, the commission he would receive for this operation would drop drastically.
Fighting desperately for so long and ending up with barely any payout—that would be way too miserable.
But when he thought about the fact that the one telling him not to worry was Bai Fu, he really did feel much more at ease. Bai Fu wasn’t the kind to lie, was she?
After all, he had never heard of Bai Fu deceiving anyone.
On the other side, Bai Fu quickly pulled away from the fortress ship, temporarily letting Black Fu take over. Then, she opened her communicator and contacted a player at Lockheed.
…
“Beep beep beep…”
Treasure Digger noticed her communicator ringing—the contact was Bai Fu.
“Huh? Why would Fu Fu contact me at a time like this?”
She froze for a second, then quickly said to the livestream camera: 【Everyone, hold on a moment. I’ll reply to Fu Fu’s message first, then get back to explaining the battle situation to you.】
Pressing the answer button, Treasure Digger asked, “Hello, Fu Fu, what’s go—”
“Want to experience what it’s like to be a hero? Want to experience truly standing against a thousand?”
“Ah?”
In that instant, Treasure Digger and the viewers in her livestream were all thrown off by Bai Fu’s question.
If you asked whether she wanted to be a hero, of course Treasure Digger would say yes.
If you asked whether she wanted to feel the thrill of taking on thousands, Treasure Digger could only shake her head and sigh—she knew she didn’t have that ability. Every time she shouted in front of the camera that she was charging, she either got killed before knocking down even one person, or she got lost halfway through.
“I…”
Just as Treasure Digger was about to say something, Bai Fu directly cut her off.
“There’s a box of S-grade and S+ grade prayer cards in my room. Go take them out. Don’t worry about not being able to use them—I’ll grant you a special blessing. The rescue of Lockheed depends on you!”
【Special blessing?】
Treasure Digger suddenly felt a heat surge through her body, and then a game notification rang in her ears.
【You have received the Gift of the Apocalypse—
You have temporarily inherited 20% of Bai Fu’s base stats.】
What?
Treasure Digger was stunned.
Since her game notifications were broadcast in real time to the livestream, the viewers exploded in excitement.
【Whoa, you can inherit Fu Fu’s stats?】
【Ahhh, I’m so jealous!】
【Quick, check how high Fu Fu’s base stats are! I haven’t seen them in ages!】
Speaking of which, Treasure Digger was curious too.
She calmed her excitement and opened her stats panel.
All six stats—from Strength to Inspiration—had increased.
The smallest increase was in Strength, up by 157 points; the largest was in Inspiration—up by a whopping 749 points!
Whoa!
Treasure Digger was stunned again.
Her base Inspiration had been over 300 points, and now it had jumped to nearly 1,100—already between S-grade and S+ grade.
But what shocked her the most was discovering that Bai Fu’s base Inspiration was already close to 3,750!
And Bai Fu had only advanced to Calamity-class just over a year ago. If she remembered correctly, the Calamity-class standard for a single stat was 2,000—and in just over a year, Bai Fu had nearly doubled it…
【This is just insane!】
Nothing was more intuitive than stats.
In that moment, every viewer understood why Bai Fu’s standing had risen so high lately, and why she could earn the favor of a superpower like the Taim Civilization.
【She’s regained this much strength in version 2.0—by version 2.1, Fu Fu might return to the Dominator Realm.】
【My god, if 2.1 means Dominator, and if the devs don’t sacrifice her in the story, doesn’t that mean she could very well reach the “Transcendent” tier?】
When the word “Transcendent” floated through the chat, many players held their breath.
It seemed Bai Fu was the ultimate powerhouse worth following—more than the Free Star System Alliance, the Taim Civilization, even more than the Arcane Library, All-Beings Society, Star Pact, or the Three Major Interstellar Civilizations.
The reason was simple—Bai Fu was a growth-type NPC. Grinding favorability with her was far easier than with long-established NPCs or factions.
Many times, they would go through all the trouble of joining a faction, only to never get a chance to meet the leader—but Bai Fu interacted with players daily.
【Damn, I’m going to find the Bai Fu Foundation right now.】
【Forget the trade hub, I’m switching sides immediately.】
The players who had followed Flemming to attack Lockheed were also swayed, many considering outright betrayal.
【Treasure Digger, your imagination’s big, but you still underestimated Fu Fu.】
Treasure Digger nodded.
That was true.
【I’ll talk to everyone later—first I’m going to grab those prayer cards.】
Treasure Digger quickly ran to Bai Fu’s place and retrieved the prayer cards.
Great Black Fu, Arbiter, Dark Magic Hawk…
Cards she normally couldn’t use were now being thrown out like water—one after another. In an instant, she was surrounded by a massive number of summoned creatures.
The summoned creatures surrounded her, eyes full of expectation, as if awaiting the call of their queen.
And that queen was Treasure Digger!
Treasure Digger raised her hand and gave a firm wave. “Charge!”
The newly crowned queen stepped forward, and hundreds of subjects serving their queen charged bravely.
In just one round, the new-military-nobility faction’s interstellar soldiers—who had been happily slaughtering players—were stunned.
【Help!】
【Whoa!】
When they came back to their senses, they flew into a rage, gathering several S+ grade supernaturals to strike at Treasure Digger.
But they still underestimated her—Treasure Digger had a Mind Blessing card.
Transform!
Inspiration up another 20%!
At that moment, Treasure Digger’s Inspiration reached over 1,300.
And what kind of power did a psionic priest with over 1,300 Inspiration wield through a Psionic Legion?
Treasure Digger put on a perfect display for the livestream—showing the sheer charm of stats!
Clumsy as she was, she now roamed the NPC ranks like a dragon in the clouds.
Kill, kill, kill.
With a casual stroll, NPCs fell like wheat before the scythe.
Fear began to spread.
But that wasn’t the most despair-inducing news.
“They’ve rebelled—all the undead have rebelled.”
“They’re shouting ‘Fu Fu is number one in the world’ and have seized control of the ships.”
“It’s over—we have no way back!”
The news finally reached Flemming. At that moment, he had just put on his special combat suit, planning to seize the “perfect opportunity” to go out and pin down Bai Fu. But he never imagined that in just two minutes, the situation at Lockheed would completely reverse.
“Arghhhhhhh—”
Flemming let out a miserable scream.
He looked through the porthole at Bai Fu, her head topped with a single black eye, and felt as if he were staring into an endless abyss.
Who in the world had given birth to this disastrous monster called Bai Fu!