"Everyone, the spatial channel is about to stabilize. For our families, let’s kill!" The many alien races below displayed excited expressions in their eyes. Killing an ordinary human could elevate their family to the Third Level. If they killed a human of the same level, it would give them a chance to reach the Seventh Level. Whether on the Exotic Battlefield or in the Human Federation, advancing from three to four, six to seven, are extremely difficult tasks. Usually, these ordinary private soldiers of the alien races could barely sustain their cultivation with their earnings. Now, with a chance to obtain the Candle Grass Pill and the Yin Ming Pill, why wouldn’t they risk everything? The opportunity to change their fate was right before their eyes, and anyone who missed it would be a fool. The Alien Star General in charge of maintaining the spatial channel saw the star soldiers below flushed with excitement, with feverish eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips. The Star Power Fluctuation around the spatial channel gradually stabilized. The Star General reached out a hand to test it and, confirming passage was possible, shouted. Hundreds of thousands of alien private soldiers roared in unison and stepped into the spatial channel. It was as if they had pierced through a layer of membrane, appearing in the sky above Chongnuo City. The star soldiers of the Eight-Armed Tribe waved two pairs of wings in their hands, slowly descending from the sky. The star soldiers of the Yu Feng Clan were surrounded by wisps of invisible winds. The star soldiers of the Yanliu Clan had hair that turned into a massive cloud. The star soldiers of the Mountain Fire Clan were hurling black pellets underfoot. The star soldiers of the Three-eyed Clan shot beams of light from the vertical eye on their foreheads. Then there was the Ghost Wind Tribe, the Withered Wood Clan, the Ice Bone Clan, the Eagle Feather Tribe, the Firefox Clan, the Dark Silk Clan, the Sky-swallowing Rat Clan, the Earth-Breaking Tribe, the Snake Hand Tribe, the Poisonous Scorpion Tribe... In the sky, it was like rain of alien star soldiers falling. Impressive to see, yet deadly. They were not angels of peace but devils plundering human lives. Of course, the humans guarding the ground would not stupidly wait for them to land. All sorts of mechanical weapons, anti-aircraft guns, rapid-fire cannons, anti-aircraft cannons, sniper cannons, electromagnetic cannons, and air cannons fired continuously. Besides these artillery, there were human experts above Seventh Level flying in the air, releasing vast fires, waves, countless swords, arrows, and javelins. After the first wave of attacks ended, a large section of space was immediately cleared. Lu Lin glanced up and found that the cleared areas were the key buildings of Chongnuo City. Principal Li beside him also notified Lu Lin, quickly soaring into the air. Star Skills of the water attribute, containing various poisons, were directed at the alien star soldiers falling in succession. "Principal Li, save a few for me." Lu Lin watched eagerly from the ground, without a way to act. For he could not fly. Principal Li smiled, agreed, and unleashed another series of water attribute Star Skills. It seemed he didn’t save any aliens for Lu Lin but worked even harder. Wang Jianfang gave repeated orders to take great care of Lu Lin. Lu Lin was now the most important figure in Iron Blood College, without question. Training Titled Kings for humans. Assisting the Equipment Division in creating machines to identify traitors. These two tasks undeniably elevated Lu Lin’s importance to a considerable level. Additionally, Principal Li had been stuck at the Seventh Level Peak without a breakthrough for years. He hoped to build a good relationship with Lu Lin to break through to Level 8. He wasn’t about to let Lu Lin suffer a scratch. Moments later, Principal Li landed on the ground, proud of having fulfilled his mission, and told Lu Lin, "Fortunately, it seems no one noticed us over here for now. All that came were some Fourth Level star soldiers, not worth mentioning, completely not worth mentioning." Lu Lin looked at Principal Li, speechless for a long time. "Principal Li, I want to fight." "I’ll go help at the student dormitory." Fresh chapters posted on NoveI(F)ire.net Principal Li waved his hands repeatedly, "I checked over there, too—just some Fourth and Fifth Level aliens, no problems at all." "It’s perfect for the teachers to practice. Lu Lin, our teachers at Luse Alliance College have only one chance a year to enter the Exotic Battlefield. Now that we’ve encountered an alien invasion, let them have some fun." Principal Li spoke casually, and Lu Lin was at a loss for words. How could it sound like a grandiose alien invasion seemed like a game to Principal Li and the other teachers? They probably didn’t know yet that this alien invasion included more than twenty Level 9 star soldiers, a hundred Level 8, and five hundred Level 7. Such powerful forces, even if all the ordinary star soldiers were killed, Chongnuo City couldn’t resist with its power alone. It was so frustrating. Even in the human world now, Titled Kings couldn’t strike at star soldiers lower in level than themselves. Those few alien star generals held the Shadow Record Stone in hand, just waiting for human experts to strike. If they recorded the scene and handed it to Ji Gu and Ming Jin, humans would lose a King. "Principal Li, Heavenly Calculation King just called me and said this alien invasion is unlike any before, with more than twenty top-notch Level 9 star soldiers, a hundred Level 8, and five hundred Level 7 descending." "If we don’t quickly eliminate the enemy forces, the situation could become dire." "So many... masters." Principal Li was shocked when he suddenly felt a stream of light flying toward him. The approaching person was at least a Level 8 expert. This was triggered by his massacre just now, and the Level 8 alien star soldiers couldn’t hide anymore. "Principal Li, you’re only Level Seven..." Lu Lin tried to pull Principal Li back, but Principal Li thrust into the air. "What does being Level Seven matter?" "Today, I’ll show this alien star soldier that we humans can kill him even at Level Seven." The incoming was an Eight-Armed Tribe’s Level 8 star soldier. In his four hands, he held two shields, a large hammer, and a huge axe. The Eight-Armed Tribe were mighty among the alien races, each possessing immense strength and unmatched bravery. Principal Li, playing with poison and water, was a level below; this battle looked ominous.