The Interstellar Nation-Hunter

“I came, I saw, I conquered... Oh, blech, that’s way too cheesy. I’d better just try to stay alive first...” Wuchang had arrived. Armed with nothing but his fists, he set off down the bleak, bloody road to domination.

In Wuchang’s eyes, the universe held a surreal, dreamlike beauty, cruel and captivating. The angel wings of armored combat troops spread wide in space, while the imposing fleets glimmered with the radiance of their energy cannons. One planet after another was reduced to ashes, and hundreds of millions of people were enslaved.

Mortals struggled, gods wept, and lost civilizations sighed.

What top-secret truth is the Noble Alliance protecting from humanity? How many strange legends have the pirates of Fallen Star mastered? How much longer can the fragile peace between the Three Holy Empires last? How many treasures still lie beneath the endless darkness of the universe’s sky screen?

“Give me a hunting rifle, and I’ll hunt down every country in this universe...”