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Chapter 160 The era of mankind is over (please subscribe)

"This is destruction, this is war."

Wang Ben stood by the porthole of the control room of the Holy Inquisition, witnessing everything outside.

Biotechnology-enhanced eyes can easily see things in the distant void.

He could see the destruction of the battleship.

See the huge space fortress disintegrate.

The surge of energy is everywhere.

Emitting brilliant light.

It's beautiful and it's deadly.

Each battleship's explosion was like a helium flash from a star.

Dazzling and eye-catching.

It is the dance of death.

A single explosion means hundreds of lives are extinguished.

In such a battle, the individual is not worth mentioning.

Life is just a number.

On such a battlefield, their value is no more important than a screw or a light tube.

What each creature can do is complete its assigned tasks.

Pray that your life will not be ended.

Or get relief without pain.

Compared to the vast void, the killing of these lives has no meaning at all.

Stars will burst in the universe at any time, igniting ignorant worlds and races that have just completed preliminary purification.

Many races have been terminated before they have had time to develop.

But no living being will care.

No matter how brutal the war is in the eyes of the people involved, to those who come after it, it is nothing more than wreckage in the ruins or a few words left behind.

They don't care how desperate those lost civilizations were at the time, nor how many people died in those wars.

Such is the universe.

No one really cares about the survival of a race except that race itself.

The vast void never cares how many civilizations have disappeared in the long river of time.

To the universe, the explosion of those battleships and the death of those lives are nothing more than meaningless flashes of light.

Wang Ben showed a smile.

He never thought he would have such a sentimental side.

Perhaps too much killing made him understand the nature of this universe.

Life is too small in the face of the vast universe.

Destruction or birth, it cares nothing and will not care.

This war is only meaningful to the two races, humans and iron-blooded ones.

The winner will live.

The loser will be erased.

That's it.

The outer defenses of the Smpese system were squeezed bit by bit.

The war has been going on for several days.

During this period, the Holy Inquisition, which had completed its energy storage, fired a few more shots.

Using destructive power, it destroyed several large and sturdy space stations equipped with anti-teleportation devices.

Forcibly break the deadlock.

There is a gap in the defense line that was originally able to hold on.

The fleet of the Galactic Empire swarmed in along the gap and pried open the opponent's closed defense line.

The defenders of the Iron-Blooded Clan are very tenacious.

To protect their homeland.

All their people were soldiers, even the children were armed.

The problem is that in void battles, tenacity and fearlessness of sacrifice cannot erase much of the gap.

In addition, all the soldiers of the Galactic Empire are brave and unafraid of death.

The only reason that can prevent them from committing suicide is insufficient profit.

The Iron-blooded clan is like the boulder pushed by Sisyphus. Even if they try their best to persist, they will eventually fall into the abyss of failure.

As a huge space fortress collapsed, the Iron-Blooded Fleet was defeated by the ferocious Imperial Fleet.

Several large ships were killed by concentrated fire.

The original formation was cut into pieces.

Unable to coordinate firepower, let alone concentrate attacks.

The commander of every Ironblood ship felt like he was surrounded.

Above, below, left, and behind are human battleships.

They called for support from friendly forces, only to find that friendly forces were also calling for support.

The imperial fleet cleared the iron-blooded battleships scattered in the void with extremely high efficiency.

They have collapsed and their original formation has become chaotic.

The ability to fight back has been significantly reduced.

Wang Ben watched the battle in the void.

The battle is slowly coming to an end.

The remaining ships either fled towards the Iron-Blooded Motherstar, or were killed by the concentrated fire of the Imperial fleet.

Under the attack of several light spears, the shield of an iron-blooded battleship was paralyzed.

Imperial warplanes roared over the ruins scattered in the void.

After approaching the target, several melta missiles trailing flames were launched from both ends of their wings.

The melta missile leaves a beautiful flight path in the void.

Then hit the energy pile location of the iron-blooded battleship.

Without the protection of a shield.

The impact and high temperature generated by the explosion of the melta missile easily penetrated armor plates that were several meters thick.

A gap dripping with magma appeared on the cabin.

The magnetic restraint device was disabled by the explosion.

The reactor that powers the entire battleship explodes.

Raging flames spurted out.

A terrifying pillar of fire formed.

It spurted out along the corridor, drowning all the iron-blooded creatures controlling the ship.

Screams of agony echoed through the warp.

Some iron-blooded ships struggled to move forward among the wreckage and ruins.

Explosions on multiple ships and space stations produced large amounts of debris.

These fragments with raw kinetic energy are extremely lethal.

If you are not careful, you will break through the shell of the battleship.

The high-speed flying debris had to be bombarded with close-in defense artillery.

To ensure the safety of navigation.

But this approach also slowed them down.

The Imperial void fighters shuttled through the burning wreckage like ghosts.

Like a wild wolf active in the grassland.

As long as they find a weak point, they will pounce on it without hesitation and bite each other crazily.

Although the lethality of void fighters is not as powerful as battleships.

But with its large numbers and flexibility, it is also one of the main forces in the void battlefield.

The iron-blooded fleet collapsed at an extremely fast speed.

But the Empire was in no hurry to cheer for victory.

Everyone is working to ensure results and defeat the Iron-Blooded Fleet in one go.

The Imperial fleet divided the remaining enemy forces.

The Iron-Blooded Fleet is like a fish on the chopping block, left to be slaughtered and unable to fight back.

The occasional flash of spears and torpedoes only caused ripples on the shields of the Imperial warships.

Unable to cause fatal damage.

There are still many iron-blooded ships on the battlefield with combat effectiveness.

But as the space fortresses fall one by one, they are constantly losing their advantage.

The remaining ships fled to the final home star area.

There are several ring-shaped megastructures built there.

They sit outside the planet's atmosphere like tires.

Made of steel and diamond.

Countless tiny spots emitting light covered the surface of the pitch-black body.

That's an uncountable number of artillery pieces.

Dense defense arrays were laid out on a circular track.

Its terrifying firepower can destroy all ships that come within range.

The escaping ships relied on circular orbits to make their last stand.

Wang Ben withdrew his gaze.

Stepped forward to the strategic projection.

Examine the obstacles standing in the way of victory.

Several circular orbits built around the planet are the key to planetary defense.

As the home planet of the iron-blooded clan.

The Ironbloods built a large number of shield projection towers.

It's huge, like an endless mountain range.

The scale of each projection tower is even more astonishing, like a majestic mountain peak.

when they are activated.

Pillars of light rushed high into the sky, forming intricate, layered energy shields.

The energy reactor is buried deep underground. Although its efficiency is low, it is safe and reliable.

The home planet of the Iron-Blooded Clan is like a giant turtle shell, extremely solid.

As long as this turtle shell is torn open, the resistance of the Iron-blooded clan will be completely over.

It is impossible for the remaining planets to withstand the iron fist of the Galactic Empire.

They will be destroyed one after another.

Such brutal behavior will not stop until the Iron-Blooded clan disappears in the galaxy.

"Can the Holy Judgment tear it apart with the light of Judgment?"

Wang Ben looked at the technical director, Morton, who was standing next to the strategic projection platform.

The other party shook his head.

"According to the obtained data analysis, the light of judgment cannot penetrate the opponent's planetary shield. This shield uses a multi-layered lens design. The initial guess is that it is projected by multiple independent elements, and it is It formed a wall.”

"Each shield overlaps other shields. When one of the shields fails, there are still other shields below it. When we attack the next layer of shields, the enemy will repair the overloaded and damaged shields. Shield projector to regenerate shields."

"The power and duration of the Light of Judgment depend on the energy and the durability of the launching device. Each time it is launched, a certain period of time is required to recharge the energy and the mechanical equipment related to cold cutting, otherwise there is a risk of overload. Cause an explosion."

"One light of judgment may not be able to penetrate all the shields, and the existence of the circular orbit threatens the fleet. If you approach rashly, it will inevitably lead to a large number of casualties."

"It's really an ingenious design. The two systems complement each other. These alien races are not so stupid."

Fleet leader-Elsa sat on the command throne.

Long hair-like neural data cables connected the back of her head to the metal console.

Several shimmering information interfaces moved around Elsa.

Silent, like a ghost.

She rarely expressed praise for anything.

These iron-blooded tenacity and wisdom made her sincerely sigh.

Praising the enemy does not mean that they can be tolerated.

It's two different things.

Elsa wouldn't mind using the light of judgment to burn them into charcoal.

Only dead aliens are the best aliens.

Wang Ben remained silent and did not express an opinion.

He stretched out his hand to slide the projection interface and carefully looked at the outline of the orbital station.

Assess structure complexity and symmetry.

Find a way to break this turtle's shell.

If it is a strong attack regardless of the cost, it will naturally be able to break through this turtle shell.

But they will also pay heavy casualties.

It's a bit of a loss.

Perhaps this is what the Iron-Blooded clan thinks! !

Even if it meant death, he would bite a human severely.

"The Iron Bloods are an intelligent race, and they have a long history of civilization development." Fenniu, who is the intelligence director, said, "Unfortunately, they do not have a holy emperor, but we do. So they are destined to be destroyed, and we will Rise up in the galaxy.”

"The question now is how to open this turtle shell? If the fleet is forced to attack, we will have to lose at least 30.00%. If the other party has any means, 40.00%, fifty is also possible."

Captain Elsa looked at the information window in front of her.

If possible, she didn't want to use the fleet to fill this death hole.

Every ship is valuable.

Even if the empire's industrial productivity has been greatly improved.

It would also take several years to build a standard void battleship.

Training a group of qualified crew members and commanders takes even longer.

"We don't need to paralyze their shields, we just need to open a gap. Next is what the Legion is best at, destroying the defenders and paralyzing the enemy. Using the main gun of the Holy Inquisition, we can open a gap and destroy the ring. Orbital station.”

"The readings from the psychic fortune teller show that they have anti-teleportation interference. If you are not careful, you will be teleported to the wall, or directly to the outside of the void."

The intelligence chief, Finyu, reached out and brought up a data interface.

There are problems with the psychic readings and spatial index inside.

"Then there is no need to teleport, just use the assault gunship to complete this task." Wang Ben said: "As long as we can create a vacancy of 1 minute, we can complete the gang jumping."

"The enemy can predict the direction of our Judgment Light. Even if we launch a Judgment strike, they will use the installed thrusters to move away from the circular orbital station. Even if they are hit by the Judgment Beam, the enemy's artillery defense will not Even if it suffers any damage, it can still cause huge damage to the air attack gunboat." General Casal, who was in charge of the army, looked at Wang Ben. "Your raid is very dangerous and the casualty rate will be high."

"But this is the best way, isn't it!" Wang Ben said nonchalantly, "We all swore to die for Him, and now is the time to fulfill our promise. Sacrificing legion soldiers or sacrificing battleships, this is An easy choice.”

Several other people looked at each other and finally chose to remain silent.

Although it is cruel, it is true.

To form a fleet, it takes far more resources and manpower than a legion of warriors.

As long as the First Legion is not completely wiped out, they can use biotechnology and those candidates to quickly replenish their ranks.

Letting the soldiers of the First Legion go on a raid is the most cost-effective solution.

Wang Ben glanced around the crowd with a smile on his face.

"Then let's carry it out like this. If we can win, we can completely eradicate this heretical race. If we return with corpses, it will be considered as fulfilling our oath."

The meeting went quickly.

The First Army Corps was determined to be the vanguard of the assault.

The Imperial Fleet serves as an auxiliary.

Void fighter formations will assist the First Legion's assault operations.

After the meeting, the commanders of each department returned to their original posts.

Start executing the plan you made.

The imperial fleet made adjustments, directing its main firepower and muzzles at the Iron-Blooded Homestar and Youyi's Iron-blooded battleships.

Under Elsa's order, the Holy Inquisition entered the energy storage stage, preparing to cooperate with the raid and the fleet.

Wang Ben asked the people of the first legion to go to the boarding deck and prepare to jump into gangs.

Technicians perform final inspections on fighter jets and gunboats.

Even the armed drones and power armor of the soldiers of the First Legion are being repaired with the help of repair technicians.

The prepared void gunship is coming out of the hangar under the guidance of an instructor holding a light stick.

At the urgent prompt, the thick, mountain-like armored hatch on the boarding deck slowly slid open to both sides, revealing the vast void.

Barriers protecting the artificial atmosphere shimmered at the entrances and exits.

The coldness that seeped in quickly caused frost to form on the deck.

The barrier can prevent air leakage, but it cannot prevent the loss of temperature.

In the darkness, scenes of decay and destruction appeared in their eyes.

A destroyed crescent-shaped ship floated before their eyes.

Silks of gas escaped from the broken shell.

In stark contrast to the circular orbit surrounding the planet.

The more you look at the circular orbits surrounding the planet, the more terrifying it becomes.

Like a giant wall across the galaxy.

The width and height are about one kilometer.

The surface was dotted with cannons, speckled like scattered lights across the unmoving surface of steel and marble.

Wang Ben glanced at the legion soldiers arranged in a square formation.

The surface of their armor was scarred.

It is full of traces of ax chops and laser melted surfaces.

The soldiers who were buried in the Iron Knight stood outside the phalanx.

They are too large to fit into the queue.

Wang Ben stood in front of many soldiers and spoke after a moment.

"This mission is very dangerous, but we will fight to the end until the enemy is completely wiped out, and until this galaxy surrenders to the will of the Holy Emperor."

Wang Ben didn't say much.

Because countless words of encouragement have already been said in training and daily life.

The legionnaires need no encouragement either.

They had already sworn to die for the Holy Emperor.

As soon as Wang Ben finished speaking, they started shouting.

"For the Holy Emperor."

"For humanity."

Wang Ben and his bodyguards boarded different void gunships separately.

Corey is on his team.

Corey had been severely wounded in the previous battle.

It is no longer possible to use medical technology to cure him.

Even if he is cured, he can only retire.

The bodies of legionnaires are shaped by complex biotechnology.

Even if Corey could be allowed to grow new hands and feet, his combat effectiveness would drop sharply.

Eventually, Corey was buried in the Iron Knight's life-sustaining sarcophagus so he could continue to fight.

The life-sustaining sarcophagus consists of a life-support chamber filled with nutrient solution and a complex neural synaesthesia network.

The Undertaker will control the huge mechanical body through the neural empathy network, allowing it to sense the world around it.

The Iron Knight has a built-in high-power reactor and servo-driven nanofiber bundles to provide power, and also draws on the structure of the human body.

These designs can make it flexible and last longer.

Combined with energy shields, thrusters, equipped melee weapons, and long-range weapons such as plasma incineration shells and missiles.

The Iron Knight can charge like a tank, suppressing the enemy with its terrifying firepower and creating opportunities for teammates.

In order to adapt to the agility and strength possessed by the legionnaires.

The cost of building the Iron Knight is very expensive, far higher than that of ordinary mechas.

But their combat effectiveness is also very terrifying and can change the balance of victory in a small-scale battle.

Corey controlled the thick mechanical arms and legs and walked into the void gunship where Wang Ben was.

The huge size made the originally spacious space suddenly become crowded.

"It looks like you're doing well."

Wang Ben patted Corey's mechanical body.

"It is my honor to continue fighting for the Holy Emperor, Legion Commander."

A mechanical hoarse voice came from the speakers.

The severely injured Corey's body was mutilated, and he was buried in a life-support sarcophagus. He could no longer make a sound through his throat.

They are all produced by receiving nerve signals from his brain and then synthesizing the sounds into the vocal system.

"The only pity is that I can no longer experience delicious food in person, experience the various wonderful feelings of having a physical body, and experience the joy of punching these rookies in the face."

"Don't worry, when this battle is over, I will find you some suitable Mewtwos, so that you can still feel that kind of happiness. As long as that thing is connected to your brain nerves, you can experience the recording reader’s experience.”

"Mewtwo, that's a good suggestion."

A coughing laugh came from Corey's voice box.

It makes people's scalp feel a little numb.

The laughter was so mechanical.

[About to take off] The prompt sounds.

The vibration of the engine came from the bottom of my feet.

The rumble echoed in the cabin.

Technicians and maintenance personnel outside, dragging heavy fuel pipes and gravity locks away.

The void gunship activated its thrusters.

The faint blue flames spurted out pushed the huge machine forward.

When he rushed out of the deck, there was a shaking in the cabin.

The Holy Inquisition dumped all its deadly cargo in a very short period of time.

The soldiers began to recite their oaths silently.

"For my emperor, I will stain the stars with blood, and I will never regret it."

This oath expresses a cold and ruthless attitude towards war.

Indifference to the enemy's life and indifference to one's own life.

Whether the blood comes from the enemy or from oneself.

As long as we can achieve the final victory for the Holy Emperor, everything will be worthwhile and valuable.

"My enemies, the gates of hell have been opened for you."

Wang Ben was also reciting silently.

Blood began to coursing through his veins.

The murderous voice deep in the soul screams, longing for satisfaction.

Every cell is screaming in anticipation of the coming killing.

The first one to launch the attack was the Holy Inquisition.

Energy storage completed.

On Elsa's orders.

The unimaginable cannon fired the light of judgment.

The roaring machinery reached its ensemble peak at that moment.

The pulsating arc shines on the energy supply matrix.

A huge beam of light shot out, causing everything in the world to lose its light.

That beam of light was dazzling.

Brilliant.

When the boundary of the planet's shield is touched.

The beam of light became thicker.

The first shield was constantly flashing every color in the spectrum.

The shield's life was quickly consumed.

The Predators holding weapons witnessed this scene, showing anxiety and uneasiness.

This is not the first time that this world-destroying light has appeared.

Each launch would destroy several large-scale void fortresses, causing the front that could still hold on to collapse.

As a result, they couldn't help but show fear when they saw this beam of light.

The planet's shield is very strong, but it has never faced such a terrible blow.

Even after countless simulations and calculations, they were still worried and uneasy.

All creatures held their breath, waiting for the outcome of the final showdown.

After flickering for a while, the color of the shield finally turned light red.Then it was torn apart.

The whole process happened quickly.

The first shield was torn apart, then the second, and then the third.

Just like peeling an onion, the outside is peeled away little by little, revealing the core.

Unfortunately, the power of the beam is not unlimited.

Mechanical equipment cannot sustain such high temperatures with high intensity and needs to be cooled.

The accumulated energy is also slowly depleted.

Just when it was about to break through to the surface, the power of the beam began to weaken, and finally stopped in front of another layer of shield.

The iron bloods breathed a sigh of relief.

The humans cursed.

At this time, the void gunship, which was already ready to go, rushed towards the circular orbital station along the gap opened by the beam.

Repairs and restarts take time.

And this time is what Wang Ben needs.

Several void fighter formations also took off at the same time to escort them.

They swooped down like birds of prey and strafed the enemy's shells, turning them into fireworks in the void.

The iron-blooded people on the orbital station responded quickly.

They sent out half-moon-shaped interceptor fighters in an attempt to prevent the empire from vomiting blood.

Soon, the fighters from both sides were fighting together.

The Iron-Blooded Clan's counterattack was swift and deadly, combined with a huge artillery array to form an insurmountable barrier.

Fighter planes crashed and exploded one after another.

"For the Holy Emperor." A pilot shouted enthusiastically, and the fighter plane he controlled crashed directly into the enemy.

Two fighter planes collided.

Debris splattered.

It even affected other high-speed flying fighters.

The void fighter formation provides a strong guarantee for the Legionnaires' raid.

Even though some gunboats were destroyed, more gunboats crossed the fire blockade and were intercepted by fighter jets.

Under the superb control of the driver, the huge gunboat quickly squeezed through the narrow safe path.

Arriving safely above the surface of the orbital station.

The huge suction power of the engine pressed him tightly against the metal shell.

The lowered boarding ladder hissed.

"In the name of the Holy Emperor, kill."

Corey was the first to rush out of the cabin.

The huge and bloated mechanical body made the ground tremble every time it took a step.

The molten beam shot out from his arm, causing the overcoming Predators to scream.

The terrible high temperature melted the iron-blooded armor and turned the body into ashes.

Other legion soldiers also swarmed out, roared, and rushed towards the enemy.

Orbital stations have their own gravity.

This allows legionnaires to stand firmly without opening the magnetic lock.

Battleships circled above them.

The cold and dark void was illuminated one after another by fireworks exploding on the battlefield.

Burning ships, blinding gas clouds, laser beams from exchanges of fire.

The soldiers of the First Legion became corpses of the will to kill, the embodiment of death.

The huge armed drone stretched out and began to spray energy beams and micro-missiles towards distant targets.

Soon, they entered the interior of the Iron-Blooded Clan's orbital station.

The battle that broke out in the claustrophobic space was particularly brutal.

The smell of ionized ozone mixed with the smell of blood.

There were broken bodies everywhere.

The legionnaires were killing tirelessly.

They paralyzed the energy pipeline center and distributed parallel energy reactors of the circular orbital station.

Destroy and paralyze the defense system of the iron-blooded aliens.

Kill all the defenders.

Blast everything in your path to smithereens.

The Predators who were able to stay behind had already put their life and death at risk.

They used the fortifications they built and various heavy weapons to hinder the progress of humans.

However, facing the brutal offensive of the Legion, they were defeated one after another and were unable to resist at all.

Nothing but screams and wails before death.

With the First Legion's offensive, the void artillery and laser towers on the surface of the orbital station gradually fell silent.

The Imperial Fleet and Void Fighters took the opportunity to approach.

Bombing of orbital stations.

At the same time, mobilize more support forces to conquer the orbital station.

Mecha troops, as well as large land infantry, and tank clusters were all launched.

The destruction quickly became an unstoppable wave.

Blood flows from one battlefield to another.

Seen from space, this orbital station looks like it is infected by some terrible cancer that eats away at an extremely fast rate.

The blazing fire spread rapidly from node to node.

Without the firepower of the orbital station, the remaining iron-blooded ships also suffered a bloody massacre.

The Imperial fleet pounced on them like hungry wolves.

The ships that relied on the planetary defense system to protect themselves soon fell into despair.

Under Elsa's command, all remaining enemy ships were cleared.

The Imperial fleet gradually expanded the scope of the airspace it occupied.

Until the entire orbital control of the Iron-Blooded Mother Planet fell into the hands of the Empire.

When the orbital station was completely captured, Wang Ben ordered the deployment of anti-matter bombs, planning to blow up the entire orbital station and smash the ruins of the orbital station towards the opponent's home planet.

After doing all this, they boarded the evacuation ship, took their brothers who died in the battle, and left the orbital station where only the corpses were left.

All the imperial ships tacitly distanced themselves a little apart.

When the evacuating ship reaches a safe distance.

There was an explosion at the orbital station.

The placement and detonation time of all bombs are carefully calculated.

The impact of the explosion will cause the huge orbital station debris to crash into the planet.

When it crosses the safety limit, the wreckage will be pulled by gravity and smash to the ground.

The wreckage was huge, like cities burning with flames.

When they hit the ground, the strength of the ground defense system is tested.

"Is this the end? Destruction will eventually befall us."

The Iron-Blooded Queen who did not escape is taller than the Iron-Blooded Elder and the Ultimate Iron-Blooded.

She stood on a raised platform on a magnificent pyramid, looking at the debris falling to the ground.

The firelight of the wreckage was reflected in his eyes.

She didn't growl as usual.

Even though they were iron-blooded, when facing the final destruction, they felt more sad in their hearts.

The iron-blooded guards and elders did not speak either.

The war is over.

They lost.

The price of losing is to be destroyed.

There is no show-off or any self-satisfaction in humans.

They continued to refuse to communicate.

The iron-blooded clan was not even given a chance to say harsh words.

They come only for destruction, nothing more.

If you want to escape, all the iron-blooded ones who can escape will leave.

With pain, he once again escaped into the endless void.

They would not know how tenacious but powerless resistance the tribesmen who stayed on their home planet put up.

But they will survive, just as their ancestors did.

When the time is right and mankind declines, they will come back again and return hatred and killing to mankind again.

The size of the fragments was extremely large, and they were once the pride of the Iron-blooded clan.

But now it has become a reminder.

Smaller fragments hit the planet like meteors, burning up in high-altitude orbits.

The wreckage the size of a village or town made a terrifying sonic boom.

They were burning, swooping down like a hot missile and causing a huge explosion.

The entire orbit around the planet has been blown up, they are sinking towards the planet, and the air is disturbed.

It was like giant mountains being thrown towards the hills.

Ground defense fire opened.

Countless lasers, artillery shells, missiles, pulse rays, and plasma beams were all fired together, shattering the huge wreckage and slowing it down.

The circular orbital station is very huge, and there is more than one.

Its wreckage was too numerous to count, many destroyed by ground defense artillery.

But more debris hit the ground.

Each explosion wipes out everything nearby.

Hundreds of tons of soil are thrown into the atmosphere, forming a mushroom cloud.

Dust and debris filled the sky.

The impact ripped apart the earth's crust, causing the plates to move and create terrifying thunder fronts.

When the shock wave rumbled out, the magma in the ground spewed out like a pool hit by a stone.

Most of the projectile shields were destroyed.

Human bombings followed.

Virus missiles, incineration torpedoes, giant ground-penetrating artillery shells.

Every imaginable weapon of extermination has fallen on the Iron Blood Homeworld.

In the end, the Holy Inquisition, which had fully charged up its energy, launched another strike.

This time, there is no shield to block the light of judgment.

It passed through the dusty atmosphere with ease and hit the surface.

The final extinction begins.

A large number of lives were killed in just a few minutes.

The planet was also killed.

Even the warp was eerily silent for a brief moment.

The death scream of a race was so horrific that it shattered the warp storm.

It wasn't until a long time passed that a new storm formed.

The brutal death was too horrific and too quick.

It makes countless subspace demons and strange creatures feel frightened and fearful.

There is no playing around with life, no thirst for pain.

There is only destruction.

Cold destruction.

Not a trace of emotional devastation.

When all attacks subsided, the home planet of the Iron-blooded clan turned into a planet glowing with red light.

The sea has been evaporated, the mountains have overturned, the mountains and rivers have collapsed, and the atmosphere has been stripped away.

On the surface, there is only continuous eruption of lava and broken crustal plates squeezing each other.

The magnificent buildings of the Iron-blooded clan were reduced to ruins, buried underground or under lava, and crushed into pieces by the movement of tectonic plates.

There is no more living life.

everything is over.

Wang Ben, who withdrew the Holy Inquisition, witnessed the destruction of a planet. The home planet of a race turned into a red planet of death under his own order.

"Continue to strangle the remaining iron-blooded aliens and never give them a chance to fight back." Wang Ben turned around and said to the commanders next to the strategic platform.

The Imperial fleet departed.

Leaving behind another galaxy scattered with debris and ruins, a planet burned to charcoal.

Qin Zheng did not show up from beginning to end.

Just like the destruction of a race is not something worthy of too much attention.

He was still in the dreamland.

Under the magnificent throne, skulls have been piled up.

Where the stone monument originally stood, there was a sculpture of a decapitated Predator being trampled on the ground by humans.

That human being was not the image of Qin Zheng, but a legionnaire wearing a helmet.

Obviously, this is a moral.

The massacre of humans in the outside world has also affected the dream realm.

The sculpture is part of the War Authority.

The more aliens died, the more powerful the power of war and killing became.

Although it is a bit cruel, the universe is like this.

There is only war between different races.

Human beings can fight to the death for religion. Even if they have never met, they will hate each other to the core.

What's more, they are aliens with completely different living habits and appearance.

Coexistence is an unrealistic dream.

Maybe one day, everyone will worship the subspace and start killing humans in order to make sacrifices and gain eternal life.

Qin Zheng projected his will into the vast void.

The departure date of the Third Army has been determined, and there is no need for him to do anything else.

He would also continue to implement his Spark Plan, spread the faith, and prepare them to be integrated into the Galactic Empire.

If anyone dared to resist his beliefs, he encouraged them to rise up and overthrow the local ruler.

Qin Zheng doesn't care whether the local ruler is good or bad.

As long as you resist his beliefs and his empire, you will die.

Being right and being kind have nothing to do with each other.

Qin Zheng soon found his new goal.

In the Octanius system, the extraterrestrial military command space station.

"The era of mankind has ended. Welcome your destruction, stupid humans."

After saying this, the alien's communication projection flickered off.

The Octanius galaxy is a distant and remote galaxy.

Like those lucky ones, it was far away from the center of the storm and was not swallowed up or blocked by the subspace storm.

A fragile human civilization is isolated here.

After losing contact with the Human Alliance, they survived tenaciously and did not collapse due to the loss of trade and technical support.

Unfortunately, just after surviving the initial subspace disaster, a new disaster followed.

An alien civilization rose again when the Human Alliance fell.

They call themselves the Star Alliance, or the Star Alliance for short.

After the first contact between the two sides, war broke out.

Just because the Star Alliance is a camp formed by races that were driven out of their home planet by humans in the past.

Their methods are extremely cruel.

Hundreds of human settlements were destroyed, and tens of billions of human civilians and military personnel were massacred.

Several planets were directly burned into glass by the opponent.

In the Void Command of the Octanus system, General Keyes, the supreme military commander, walked back and forth.

His face was extremely angry.

Finally, he punched the table and roared.

"The Harvest Planet was burned to ashes, and nearly 70 billion humans were slaughtered. These beasts still dare to send provocative messages. Do you really think we have no power to fight back?"

The other commanders fell silent.

They witnessed the wrath of their superiors.

dare not say a word.

They really had no power to fight back.

The Covenant is suspected to have received support from civilizations outside the galaxy and has mastered various advanced technologies.

The Human Alliance may be able to fight.

But they are just fragments of the Human Alliance, and they have not inherited industry or technology.

A few years ago, Spartan warriors who could rely on biotechnology to strengthen their opponents fought back and forth.

As a result, the opponent also launched enhanced warriors, which offset their advantages.

Putting them in trouble again.

　Any typos can be corrected, thank you for your support.

　　The speed of time in the galaxy is inconsistent, and the continuity of space and time is inconsistent, so there are still no lighthouses found in some places.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)