Xiling Empire

Haran's legion has completely eased from the emperor's onslaught. They are gradually holding their feet and launching a fruitful counterattack. Two factors have caused our advantages to quickly disappear. The first is that Haran's army has restored normal fighting power. They seem to be Has recovered from the previous sleepwalking state, the second is the King Admiral formation. In the effective time of the Gospel system, the King Admiral was almost indestructible. At present, these dozen super battleships are quite abundant in energy. I am afraid that they can persist for a long time under the fire of the emperor. The guy shared almost half of the frontal damage for the other Abyss battleships.

Their weapons are also a huge threat. Genesis is one of the few attack forms that can cause full damage to Psionic Shields. Psionic Shields are generally good for any attack due to their special position on the Nether Stairs. % Resistance, but it is unable to resist the dismantling effect. Under the continuous attack of Genesis, the emperor who occupied the absolute quantity advantage turned into defensive. Harlan used his actual actions to prove to us that the old dog also has several teeth. ——Even a stray dog.

So we must find a way to get rid of these super battleships. I'm worried how long it takes for Sivis's conventional tactics to consume the energy of those things, but his void power seems to be able to destroy the Gospels: a King Admiral of Occam was broken by the void power in the end because The core is overloaded and crashed, I think I can try it.

However, the situation is a little different from that year: the Emperor and Occam's King Admiral were only a short distance away, which is the distance that even the trebuchet can blame the other side. And now that there is vast space between our two sides, the main gun of Xinghe has to hit the opponent's face with a time-lapse gate; at that time we faced only a solitary King Admiral. There are no escorts around it, and now we are in front of more than a dozen monarchs, as well as more than 100,000 frigates of large, medium, and small sizes. Well, behind them there is an emperor who has not shot yet but is not as effective as Sandora ...

Well, I admit, this difference is a little big, but the fighting power of Emperor is not as good as before, right ...

"I heard that. You killed one of those things in the past," Bingtis set up a pergola to make a distant look, but the distant object was actually a holographic projection a few meters away in front of her. "It was used Is n’t the special nature of the Void energy? God the Father evaluated this kind of circle spacecraft you made. This is a kind of almost buggy thing below the Void. It can fight, resist, and brush bu. Nor does it necessarily break Ya's defense. But it does not have any additional resistance to Nether Power. "

I remembered that Bingtis had not appeared when confronting the King Admiral for the first time in the black sun. She may not know much about the events of that year, so she briefly talked about her method of dealing with the King Admirer: transforming with the power of the void A carrier, and then smash it directly-rough and primitive, but fruitful.

Bingtis listened to the leisurely fascination, summing up my feat in that year into a sentence: "That is to say, you smashed a bunch of hula hoops with a slab of bricks that year? I can't see that you know this too. A genre ... "

Bingtis's definition of slabs is very broad. Probably in her opinion, as long as it is hard enough and thrown out to open the human brain, it can be counted as slabs, down to her Bible, and to scrapped ships. Most fall into this category. This is a magical female hooligan who has the ability to fight with anything. Although she reported the wrong major of the Shinto Faculty that year, I think that she may graduate after applying for the God of War ...

I was unable to correct the misunderstanding of Bingtis, but I silently adjusted my strength and began to gradually change to the direction of the void. At the same time, I prepared Sandora to prepare the slabs ... to prepare the spacecraft catapult and the macrospace device. This skill consumes Very big, because it is essentially a part of the body of the void creature as a weapon thrown out, thrown once in the year, this time I will throw a dozen times in a row (if you can hit), so it has to be slightly Do some preparation.

But Sandora didn't take any action, she just shook her head gently: "I'm afraid the method of the year will not work well-Void Forces cannot pass through the Superspace Fire Launch System."

I looked at Sandora in surprise: I used it only once in that year, and then I never remembered it, so I do n’t know what its limitations are. It seems that Sandora knows more than my skill founder. Many more.

"Void is super-dimensional, or super everything, it is more advanced than the macro-space projection device," Sandora spread his hand. "It will destroy this channel at the moment when it passes through the space gate. The void you throw out." "It will blow up our own spacecraft. We were close to Occam's King Admiral in the past, so we could use conventional ballistic attacks, but now ..."

Sandola looked at the holographic projection next to it: "A seventy-seven-times-sonic physical weapon is useless on a battlefield of this scale. It crawls slower than an ant. To reproduce the attack of that time, the only The way is ... "

"You have to go in person," Bingtis patted me on the shoulder. "Your slabs are limited."

Pass by in person-rushed into the visual distance of those King Admiral battleships, or even in close combat distance, in the presence of Harran's more than 100,000 spacecraft, singled out a dozen King Admirers, can you come back without saying, I dare Guarantee yourself that as long as you dare to go out, it is enough to enter the history books. But after thinking about it, this seems to be the only thing I can do at present.

And the Void creatures have always been fatal—the Father and God said that the Void creatures are immortal. In the dying state, I can directly escape into the original void and then read the resurrection. Of course, if the "death" is too thorough, it will cause The resurrection is slow. If you hang up the overly dead state like "ah" 70,000 years ago, you may also cause personality rewashing, but I feel it, as long as you are careful, it should not be a problem: Harlan No matter how great he is, he can stop me in seconds?

So I threw my arms and stood up with a single bachelor: "Then prepare for me, I'll go ..."

In fact, I feel that my mentality is very strange now: I really want to have no normal resistance to "death", as a void creature. Various psychological impressions of "death" are gradually fading from her subconscious. Perhaps Ding Dong has the same mentality as me: she cannot understand what her death will look like. It seems that what Bettis once said is gradually becoming a reality: when you break away from the human body. And you have realized this more and more clearly. Sooner or later, you will think about the problem with another kind of life-specific psychology and look at everything in the world. In this case, maintaining your own mentality is a compulsory course. At present I think that in addition to Apart from being very afraid of death and being very shy of not being afraid of death, my mentality is fairly normal, which is gratifying.

As expected, Sandora was anxious when she heard my head-warming remarks. She and her elder sister rushed over and held my arm at the same time. They tried to stop me from going to the conveyor, but they were too hard, so I stretched my neck like a ticket dealer who was about to be transferred to the public security bureau and copied to the radiator. "I have a scale! I have a scale!"

"As the monarch of a country, your idea is slightly offensive," Bingtis looked down at me who was pinned on the chair by Sandora and his elder sister, "but as a pure man. You make the body admire- Slim with you. "

Sandora glared at Bingtis, who ignored the murderous look in Ji You ’s eyes: "You have to give your man a chance to save the world, and I promise he will come back alive. And you look outside-that The swarms of Hessians, who have been forgotten by us, have already begun their activities, and their combat effectiveness is a little bit worse, but in the face of the billions of bee swarms, how much leisure do you think Haran can notice that two fleas have fallen on his spaceship?

I looked at Bettis silently: "You can't change it nice?"

"Sai Shen was planning to talk about the flies at first-but then I thought I felt a little sick."

Fantastic's bizarre metaphor is set aside for the time being. At least one thing she reminded us: those Hessians have taken action.

Well, in fact, they took action at the beginning of the battle, but there is an insurmountable gap between the ordinary race and the Schilling fleet in terms of operational capability. In short, it is that their huge fleet needs time to organize once and can exert all their combat capabilities. For the full-scale attack, they also need time to make their follow-up troops catch up with the team-presumably everyone remembers it. The Hessen tribe's family of young and old wave fleets did not gather when they set off. They split into countless waves and rushed here. About one-fifth of the ships are still on the road, so they have not shown signs of attack until now. Radar shows that countless Hessian gathering points within a radius of hundreds of light years are moving, and they are organizing an unprecedented large-scale charge.

Haran was certainly not blind. He noticed from the beginning that these indigenous peoples were surrounded by layers of the battlefield. Even when the billions of spaceships neatly pressed themselves towards them, even the fallen apostles were stunned: There is nothing more powerful than a lunatic against a lunatic. The Harlan fleet is immediately ready to engage with these additional enemies. I see that about half of their firepower ships have reduced their attack on the emperor's position. These ships are accumulating energy As well as resetting the fire control system, it is foreseeable that the Hesse tribe will cause huge casualties in the next battle.

However, those crazy and brave indigenous people seem to have no idea what kind of enemy they will impact—for a general who only spoke four words with his race hundreds of thousands of years ago, for a group that will almost become a myth The "Invincible Fleet" of the story, they began to charge towards another group of equally powerful Invincible Fleet. I was a bit confused about their reasons for fighting, and I couldn't figure out how Veska would occupy such an important place in the minds of this race, but Anyway, the Hesse tribe started to charge.

A stormy roar began to echo on all their channels: "If you can't return, you'll be loyal!"

The first wave of the Hessen Fleet finally appeared on the battlefield. This was a group of skirmishers composed of small fast ships and mixed commandos. Before they even had time to target Haran's position, the latter was swept into it instantly. Gaseous: Fragile secular material is almost unguarded in the face of Psionic Barrage. But this is just the beginning. The instant extinction of the vanguard did not affect the assault enthusiasm of the Hessen tribe. On the contrary, I heard a frantic cheer in the Hessian communication channel!

All Hessian warships started cheering towards the position of the fallen apostles, and their numbers even triggered a spectacle of the universe: minutes later. We see the haze of haze in the distance, as if the nebula cluster, which had been extinguished in this universe, is reigniting. But that's not the Nebula, but the Hessian fleet! They are lighting the entire battlefield in absolute numbers!

"Oh rub, the fighting style of the bunker. Good opportunity, let's go!" Bingtis blew a loud whistle, sighed and grabbed my arm and ran to the conveyor. Sandora and her sister couldn't stop it. , Can only watch as we two disappear into the teleportation light curtain ... Oh, not only the two of us. After waiting somewhere, I found an extra person hanging on my arm: Shallowly came over.

No matter how fast Fiddles moves, it cannot be too shallow.

"I help you," in a shallow tone, I noticed that she was already in the second personality: her eyes glowed with cold light, and she looked at the nearest fallen apostle battleship with a cheerful smile. "Help you clean the bugs."

No one was able to stop her, but thinking of shallow abilities, she was in no danger in the face of the ordinary army, and I will not say more, just turned my head and looked into the distance.

This is already near the Harlan Fleet, the extreme position where the Legion's transmitter can reach. Moving forward is the non-transition zone composed of gravitational wells. We chose the coordinates that were as safe as possible before the teleportation. This is the weak point of fire between the two warring parties. Regardless of the emperor or the Harlan front, the artillery fire in this area is very thin, relatively speaking.

In fact it's still not flat here. From time to time, the psionic beams from the Emperor or Harlan Army pierce the darkness, leaving a trail of bright, criss-crossing marks in faraway areas. The jump warhead exploded violently in the shield area hundreds of kilometers away, forming a dazzling blue and white fireball with brightness even far beyond the sun. I couldn't help but frown when I saw those fireballs: the jump warhead was blocked by the joint shield. Each such explosion means a waste of firepower.

"That's our goal-the first one." Bettis touched my arm and stretched his fingers towards the slowly rotating metal ground under the three.

That ’s not a metal ground, it ’s the outermost structural ring of a King Admiral battleship. This giant battleship with a radius of thousands of kilometers is almost a planet in size: a thin bone, with three ring skeletons and a black heart. Composed of planets, and we are now at the apex of the rotation axis of the peripheral ring of one of the Adventists, so close that I looked down, and I almost thought that I was on a planet ’s low-earth orbit, with a piece under my feet. Rotating alloy earth.

In the distant space, we can see that the slender expedition-class battleships form a loosely structured firepower matrix with the King Admirer below us as the center, and the shield nodes of the firepower matrix (at the key point of the strength of the joint shield). The black-red-painted frontier-class battleships are arranged in groups of three, and their surfaces are wandering with light blue translucent energy, providing extra shield support for the Regal Admiral. The King Admirers themselves are rough-skinned guys, and now each of them has its own dedicated shield ship formation. It seems that Harlan knows his only trump card at hand, and he is giving these trump cards the best value at any cost.

The giant ship under our feet is slowly moving, and I see that its inner ring is beginning to recharge, and the black-red alloy giant ring is full of light, which indicates that the Apocalypse system is probably online, and soon, all of the fallen apostles The battleships will be strengthened, but before that, the enemy did not seem to have noticed our arrival. I have completely entered the form of the void and greeted Bingtis and Shallow with a dull voice in the spiritual connection: "The weakness is at the core. As long as I destroy the first one, the enemy will definitely react ..."

"My shallow and shallow dragged on the miscellaneous soldiers, and I can do as much as I can before the big thing is bad," Bingtis finally converged on her battlefield habit, she took out her golden long bow: this is in extreme The real weapon used in serious battles is not the same as a bizarre thing like the Bible Meteor Hammer. "I will try to keep the dynamic and static pressure as small as possible. It is best not to be siege."

I was "surprising" Bingtis with a little surprise: "I thought you would go out and hit eight with a meteor ..."

"Don't talk," Bingtis shook his lips, "Stupid X only believed that it was fun for a person to rush into the fleet and drive Wushuang. We are doing special operations. If we pull too much hatred, just wait to kneel, you Don't look at how many enemies are around, the old monsters at the Pantheon have to walk around with their cats ... "

I nodded in deep conviction, and then the whole person turned into a falling meteorite and smashed into the gray and white gospel barrier below.

My tactics are very simple-of course you have to vomit. I can't think of a high-end foreign style. I also admit ~ www.readwn.com ~ Anyway, my idea is always "useful." Weapons, use the power of the void to directly penetrate the Gospel barrier, and then detonate the core of the King's Advent. This kind of giant spaceship ... in fact, can no longer be called a spaceship. The weakness of this giant monster is its huge energy at the core, which can easily run away when it is out of control, and the control energy is originally its own business .

Maybe many people still remember a trick I used on Savi, the singularity broke out. Use your own will fragments as seeds and implant them into an energetic environment. This seed will quickly absorb all surrounding energy and cause a severe impact after breaking through the critical point. This skill is simple, but its principle is destined to be extremely powerful. Because it destroys the target with its own power, you can think of it as having unlimited damage. If I place an energy singularity at the core of the world and give it enough life, it can destroy the entire universe at a small cost.

Of course, it can also destroy an undefended monarch.

This probably saves energy very much, after all ... I have to deal with more than a dozen King Adventists. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.