From the moment Heiye Ming made up his mind, the Black Wind Fleet, which had been unfolded in the most resource-efficient way in the beginning, suddenly accelerated its preparation speed.
A space jump itself was a process of ripping, reassembling, ripping, and reassembling, which would cause certain damage to the starship. After countless short-distance space jumps in the past hundred years, the starship was like an iron plate that had been bent and restored repetitively. Even though it was not obvious on the surface, tiny cracks were everywhere inside.
In the past few years, the Black Wind Fleet had been anchored next to the brown dwarf to maintain the 'cracks'. But right now, the maintenance had to be accelerated. They adopted a more radical approach and simply scrapped the starships that were seriously damaged. The fuel, armor, ammunition, and units that were still usable on them were dismantled and refilled to other starships.
In such a way, they obtained a brand-new, murderous fleet in the shortest amount of time. Like a series of broken black diamonds, they circled the 'stone belt' on the orbit of the brown dwarf.
Even if doing so would greatly reduce their activity space and development potential, so what?
Soon, they would have everything!
"Black Swirl", the flagship of the Black Wind Fleet, looked like a mountain almost a hundred kilometers long made of tens of thousands of translucent black crystals. It was both sophisticated and cold, graceful and brutal. It had also been completely "awakened" and completed the highest combat readiness.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Deep inside Black Swirl, cold light illuminated the hibernation cabins that looked like beehives. The covers of the hibernation cabins were slowly opened. Roars that sounded like ferocious beasts echoed from the thick, dirty nutrition liquids.
The last batch of experts who had been sleeping for dozens of years had awoken from their nightmares. They were about to bring the nightmares to the entire world.
Countless slave soldiers, who were made of ordinary people but also highly armed with all kinds of strengthening drugs, artificial limbs, and implantable armor, crawled up and down like agile ants and served the Immortal Cultivators to climb out of the hibernation cabins to the rest area. They also helped the Immortal Cultivators to wipe their bodies, massage their limbs, and refill the drugs and the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures so that they could recover from the hibernation state as soon as possible.
"Hoooo! Hoooo! Hoooo!"
The Immortal Cultivators, who had been sleeping for decades, injected the recovery drugs that contained immense spiritual energy directly into their limbs and bones through intravenous injections. Their previously withered bodies expanded again. The thick veins and nerves seemed to have turned from earthworms into boas and then into dragons. They tied them up at first and seemed to be breaking out of their tough fleshly bodies and soaring into the sky!
Sensing the explosive strength flowing in their veins nonstop, the Immortal Cultivators roared, venting the frustration and the desire for destruction that had been restrained for decades blatantly.
BOOM!
Right then, one of the Immortal Cultivators who had just woken up suddenly lost control of his spiritual energy and blew away an ordinary slave soldier who was massaging him with a casual punch.
The ordinary person, or to the Immortal Cultivators, the "hominoid soldier", was blown almost a hundred meters away and smashed into the wall of the cabin brutally. After a series of rapid cracking sounds, he collapsed like a pile of mud, bleeding from his facial orifices, and his bones were broken. There was no way that he could survive.
After waking up from decades of hibernation, the recovery speed of the soul, the brain, the nerves, and the flesh was different. It was very easy for the brain to lose control of the spiritual energy. It was not that the Immortal Cultivator intended to vent his anger by killing people.
The Immortal Cultivators were not perverts who enjoyed killing people. They were reasonable, too. For the Cultivators of the Black Wind Fleet, the hominoid soldiers were like the most loyal, obedient, and useful military dogs. How could an excellent soldier kill a military dog for fun?
Therefore, the Cultivator of the Black Wind Fleet who accidentally killed a "military dog" put on an apologetic expression after a brief daze. He said in a low voice, "How can it be so weak? I blew it up with one punch? How careless! "
He waved his hands and summoned another hominoid soldier. "Check the guy's serial number and see if he has any family members. Transfer 20000 credits from my account as compensation for them. Right, if he happens to have an adult family member, he can take part in the next 'Trial of Iron and Blood' and give his bloodline a chance to improve. Well, tell them that I recommended him!"
Such a solution was not very generous, but it was not harsh, either. It was basically the same. Whether the hominoids were treated as military dogs or military assets, they had to be accounted for if they were damaged.
The body of the hominoid that looked like a pile of mud was soon dragged away. The bloodstains were cleaned up immediately, too.
From the beginning to the end, not a single Immortal Cultivator or hominoid soldier raised their head or showed any concern about the minor accident.
They were all soaked in excitement and joy. Their every brain cell was occupied by the same thing.
A war was coming!
…
On the bridge of Black Swirl, Heiye Ming observed everything through the surveillance light beams that were everywhere.
Other than paying attention to the recovery speed of the hibernating Immortal Cultivators, he was also paying attention to the filling speed and thrusting efficiency of the active force rune arrays, the maximal boost of the spiritual shield and the twisting force field, and the inventory of attack magical equipment and ammunition on the main-force warships.
Of course, the most important thing was the space jump array that could help them jump eighty lightyears away instantly and assault the heartland or even the heart of the Xing Yao Federation. The final examination and debugging.
Heiye Ming was 2.1 meters tall. He had been a famous warrior in the Black Wind Sector when he was young. He had once marched into the core of the fleet of the Holy League on his own on a ragged starship, stabbed into the flagship of the Holy League brutally for a boarding battle, and eventually crushed the fleet of the Holy League in the end.
Although he was old, with gray hair, and interconnecting scars all over his body, and he had been heavily wounded by the cannon fodder of the Holy League fleet in person during the great rout a hundred years ago, which seriously affected the circulation of spiritual energy in his internal organs, he was still one of the most famous villains in the Black Wind Fleet. Nobody had ever dared challenge his authority during the hundred years of sailing.
He was like the embodiment of the Black Wind Sector. He was a cluster of black ice, a piece of heavy iron, and an obsidian crystal that did not look dangerous on the surface but actually boasted destructive power!
Had it not been for the support of the emperor, the warlords, and the nobles in the capital a hundred years ago, the Black Wind Fleet would've been divided up a long time ago. It would've been impossible for him to get such an opportunity to be sent to the frontier.
But right now …
Heiye Ming sensed the spiritual waves coming from behind him.
Moving his cold and deep eyes away from the hundreds of surveillance light beams that were changing nonstop, he slightly turned around and stared at the slightly twisted and mysterious slender figure that was gradually appearing on the communication light beam in the middle of stripes, snowflakes, and mist.
"Jin Xinyue, we finally meet," Heiye Ming said coldly.
Even if the most advanced sound wave analysis magical equipment were to analyze his words word by word, it would be impossible to figure out his feelings at this moment.
"General Ming."
On the communication light beam, Jin Xinyue bowed at Heiye Ming neither humbly nor arrogantly.
In contrast, her emotions seemed to be much easier to capture and analyze. It was a kind of excitement mixed with nervousness. Nervousness mixed with unwillingness, but also a bit of helplessness mixed with unwillingness. It was the kind of emotion that high-ranking traitors would have when they betrayed their former master.
"In the past ten years, we have been old rivals who have been at loggerheads with each other!"
Heiye Ming said casually. "I've often wondered what kind of person the 'Dark Moon Queen' is, considering that she has captured and killed so many of my elite warriors. When we completely conquer the Xing Yao Federation one day, I will certainly invite the lady to my flagship and have a good talk. I didn't expect that my wish would come true so soon. "
"That's because the Federation is too stupid!"
Jin Xinyue was smiling, but indescribable aggression and hatred were beaming out of her eyes. "Had it not been for the power-hungry idiots who pushed me to a dead end, you would never have been able to break into the Xing Yao Federation as long as I was in charge of it! Even if the Federation is truly destroyed, your Black Wind Fleet will die with us! Even if we are not killed, we will destroy all the resources. At the very least, you will not be able to exploit a ton of crystals from the mines of the Federation in the next thirty to fifty years! "
Heiye Ming was silent for a moment. Instead of denying it, he simply said, "Thankfully, the Federation is stupid enough to give us an opportunity to implement the decapitation strategy directly. Jin Xinyue, time is of the essence. Do you need any more guarantees from me?"
"That will be unnecessary."
Jin Xinyue said, "What's the point of repeating empty promises a hundred times? With everything coming to this point, I can only take a gamble that you are rational and ambitious enough to march back to the center of the cosmos instead of spending the rest of your life in this desolate world at the edge of the cosmos!
"Let's cut the crap. I will send the last batch of defense structures, distribution maps, and sailing maps of the Heaven's Origin Sector to you right now so that you will know every corner of the Heaven's Origin Sector as well as the back of your hand, General Ming!
"With the destructive capability of the Black Wind Fleet, as long as we jump to the Tian Yuan Realm successfully, the garrison of the Tian Yuan Realm will definitely be no match for us!
"The only problem is how to perform the space jump.
"In that regard, I have infiltrated the few 'space gates' in the Tian Yuan Realm to a high degree. Everything is under my control!
"Also, right now, the few wealthy, deep-rooted conglomerates in the Tian Yuan Realm are under my control, too. They will cooperate with our operation!
"On the day of the operation, my men will attack the few space gates in the capital city at the same time. They will control the space gates immediately and send the coordinates to the Black Wind Fleet, summoning you to the Tian Yuan Realm to launch a thunderous strike on the capital planet of the Federation!
"All the space gates will be under my control, and we will plant shock bombs near the Tian Yuan Realm that can disrupt the stability of space. That will prevent the fleets of the other six worlds from jumping to the Tian Yuan Realm. The brain and the heart of the Federation will be completely blocked!
"Even if the Burning Prairie Fleet can break through by brute force, I have a 'Great White Fleet' under my control. When the Black Wind Fleet wins the war, the Great White Fleet will certainly change sides. The Burning Prairie Fleet won't stand a chance at all when we join hands!
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