Three hours had passed since the start of the battle.
In these three hours, Fangzheng had thoroughly figured out the background of the Space Administration through hacking into the network and reading the book.
To put it simply, other than the Prismatic Cannons and the space-time drive engine, everything else in the Dimensional Fleet was useless to Fangzheng.
That's right, useless.
If the Mede were to be judged according to the classification of civilizations in Halo, then after removing the space-time drive engine, the Prismatic Cannons and some ancient relics, the entire Space Administration — or rather, the entire Mede civilization was basically at level 3.
In other words, they could use the space-jump system to travel to various galaxies, had unguided orbital weapons and a certain degree of artificial intelligence.
If the civilizations in the universe that Fangzheng had traveled through were to be compared together, the Mede civilization was only slightly higher than the Gundam civilization. However, it was far from the Protoss, the Zerg, the Forerunners and the various races in Mass Effect. At most, it was a relatively advanced space civilization.
What made Fangzheng dumbfounded was that this so-called "Space Administration" did not really manage any space-time. It was not like what Fangzheng had imagined, a civilization like the Tendo Temple that could travel to other worlds and planes at will. On the contrary, to the Medes, their so-called "plane" was at most a galaxy!
If the Space Administration's oft-used phrase, "Primordial Relics Triggered Space-Time Quake, Leading to the Destruction of a Dimensional World" was translated into scientific terms, the essence was that an unknown energy contraction explosion caused a galaxy to collapse and form a supermassive black hole. Considering that this level of destruction was indeed enough to wipe out a civilization, the Space Administration's claim that Primordial Relics Caused the Destruction of a Dimensional World … Hmm, it did not seem wrong?
That's right, the truth was just that boring.
This was a huge disappointment to Fangzheng.
He originally thought that the Space Administration was like his Tendo Temple, a unit that could travel back and forth between worlds and planes. He did not expect it to be a military organization that sold dog meat ….
To put it bluntly, if the name of the Space Administration was changed to Intergalactic Alliance or UNSC, there was basically no difference in what they did ….
What a f * cking POI!
At this moment, Fangzheng felt as if he had given birth to a daughter and raised her from a young age, only to find out that the daughter was not his when he did a paternity test.
He instantly lost all interest.
A Level-3 Magic Civilisation.... The Tendo Temple was currently Level-1.5. The reason it hadn't reached Level-1 was because the current Tendo Temple was unable to reach the level of a Forerunner. The generation gap between the two was even greater than the era of steam and nuclear energy. Of course, it had to be said that the Rainbow Cannon was indeed powerful. Just the weapons alone were enough to be mentioned in the same breath as Fangzheng. After all, an attack like Spatial Obliteration … .hmm, it was a little troublesome.
Thus, the abnormal development of the magic civilization was a real problem … After thinking about it carefully, the Origin World was the same. There were many magic effects that even a Level 1 civilization could not achieve. Although they could not be said to be everywhere in the Origin World, it did not take much effort to create them.
But he hadn't even broken through the atmosphere yet.
Come to think of it, all gravediggers were like that. After all, it was not a technology tree that was developed by oneself. It was all about what they dug up ….
After figuring out what this so-called Space Administration was, Fangzheng immediately adjusted his strategy. He originally thought he was facing an organization like the Tendo Temple, which could travel between worlds at will and control thousands of worlds. But in the end, he found out that the other party was actually an extraterrestrial magic civilisation. So far in this world, only the Mead World had developed intergalactic navigation technology. That was why they managed the various planetary civilisations according to their own culture and defined them as dimensional worlds.
To put it bluntly, when the tiger was away, the monkey was king.
After all, the other civilisations in this world could not even achieve intergalactic navigation.... Forget it, I'll just treat it as a normal extraterrestrial civilisation, like Ashali's people....
Since that's the case, let me show you my true power.
At this thought, the corners of Fangzheng's mouth perked up. Then, he raised his hand and made a gesture.
Soon, the dimensional warships that were still struggling realized that the intense artillery fire gradually stopped. The warships that had been chasing them had also distanced themselves from them.
What was going on?
Could it be that the other party was willing to let her go?
At the same time, not far behind, silver-white battleships suddenly jumped out of the void. They formed an orderly formation and advanced toward the battlefield. Upon seeing the appearance of these warships, the dimensional fleet commanders who were struggling to hold on immediately cheered happily.
"It's the Golden Fleet! The Golden Fleet is here! "
"Great, we can leave this place alive!"
At this moment, many people began to cheer. Clearly, they thought that the other party had chosen to cease fire and retreat because they had sensed the appearance of the Golden Fleet.
But soon … Fangzheng shattered their fantasies.
"— — — —!!"
Along with a flash of brilliance, three Dreadnoughts and a Titan appeared in front of everyone at the next moment. Upon seeing the huge warships in front of them, the cheering crowd suddenly became speechless like ducks that had their necks grabbed. They stared at the behemoth in front of them dumbfoundedly, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"W-what the hell is this …."
Upon seeing these warships, the commanders of the Golden Fleet turned pale. Before they came here, they had already received information. However, because Fangzheng had only released destroyers and cruisers, as well as a few warships to attack from the back, the information given by the dimensional fleet was not particularly complete. In the eyes of the Golden Fleet, there was no doubt that this mysterious force had warships that were slightly better than theirs, but at least … there was a possibility of a battle between the two sides, right?
It was like a tiger and a wolf. Although they were not on the same level, if a pack of wolves was fierce enough, it was not impossible for them to defeat a tiger.
However, at this moment, Fangzheng told them in the coldest, most ruthless and cruel way that they were not wolves at all. This was just a battle between an elephant and a mouse.
"Attack … Attack! Attack! Prepare the Prismatic Cannons! "
Looking at the huge mountain-like warships slowly approaching them, no one could withstand this level of pressure. Soon after, the commander of the Golden Fleet also shouted loudly. We have 20 dimensional warships on our side! Don't be afraid! They're just big!
Huge, rotating magic halos suddenly appeared in front of the 20 neatly arranged dimensional warships. Then, white light particles gradually gathered in the center of the halos, forming a flashing ball of light.
"The Prismatic Cannons are fully charged!"
"Fire!"
Following the commander's order, dozens of pure white light beams streaked across the starry sky and shot at the Titan Warship in front of them. When the light beams hit the Titan Warship, space began to distort and disintegrate, turning into bursting fragments that spread in all directions. This attack was enough to completely destroy a battleship of the same size, leaving not even scraps behind.
However ….
No matter how hard the Prismatic Cannons tried to break through the defense of the Titan Warship, they could not do anything in the end. The power that was enough to destroy a warship, tear apart time and space, and annihilate space, was completely absorbed by the Klein Field. From afar, it looked like a six-year-old child playing a game with a squirt gun. It could not even penetrate the Titan Warship's defense.
"How could this be …."
The commander's face turned pale. The commanders of the other warships were also silent. Their mouths were wide open, but they could not say a word. The Golden Fleet was their last hope, and this last hope … could not even cause the slightest damage to the enemy?
"That's all we can do."
Looking at this scene, Fangzheng shrugged his shoulders, opened the mental model network, and issued an order.
"Hood, activate the doomsday weapon and send them on their way."
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