Falling silently in space was a very exciting thing. You would not hear any sound, and there was no oncoming wind to make you realize that you were rushing towards something. But you would see the land rapidly enlarging in front of your eyes. It turned from a circular arc to a flat arc, and then quickly became a two-dimensional plane close at hand. After a short period of time, the three-dimensional details on it were revealed. It was like a protruding mountain, pressing down on you. The loss of physical senses and the 100% visual impact mixed together gave a very strange illusion: the body was telling you that you were safe, and the eyes were telling you that you were about to land on your face …
I looked at the rapidly approaching alloy land in front of me. When I was high up in the sky, I could barely make out that it was an extremely wide metal ring, but at this distance, it was no different from the surface of an ordinary planet. There were wide and deep cracks like valleys on the dark-colored alloy armor, and crimson light from the cracks was like surging magma from underground. That was the mutated psionic energy that was providing energy for the Gospel system. This huge alloy ring with a radius of thousands of kilometers was filled with great power. It provided external "broadcasts" for the Gospel and Revelation system, and at the same time, it was also the terminal guidance component of the Genesis system. I had originally planned to go around this sturdy obstacle and directly attack the core of King's Landing, but I suddenly changed my mind. Maybe destroying its outer ring would cause enough energy to go berserk and cause King's Landing to lose its combat power. My idea was very simple: if possible, keep the core of these super battleships, because they were very useful to the Empire. It was said that the main body of the Revelation and Gospel system were inside the core, and only the Genesis system was divided into three parts and installed on the three rings of King's Landing. We had not yet mastered the key technology of the Gospel and Gospel system. As for the Genesis system, Tawil already had a lot of information on it, and she had almost figured it out. It was not too bad to destroy it.
My goal was to destroy the outer ring of these battleships of King's Landing. Without the weapons and terminal circuits, the Genesis system would no longer be a threat, and the effects of the remaining two systems would be greatly reduced. After this battle, we could drag the intact core back for Tawil to play with. Of course, this was the ideal situation.
I landed heavily on the outer ring … Well, you could say that I fell. After all, I made a slight mistake when I landed. I did not expect King's Landing to have gravity, and I neglected that such a huge and dense thing was actually about the same mass as the moon. After crossing the latter's gravitational isolation boundary, I felt like I was being pulled down by a big hand, and I was still stupidly trying to accelerate … Everyone knew that I was a slightly slow person. Usually, only when I was talking to Sylvia would I feel a sense of superiority because of my quick thinking (and Belavilla would jump out every now and then to hit me).
That was why I only remembered to slow down …
"Err, Jen, are you okay?" Icetis, who was preparing for a fight in the high orbit, sent me a message. "I saw you landing head first. Did you learn it from Lin?"
"… Just pretend you didn't see it," I replied in a muffled voice. I looked down at the familiar outline of the dent under my feet. I felt that I might have put on some weight recently — my cheeks were a little chubbier.
There was a slight vibration under my feet. I turned my head and saw that the metal ground hundreds of meters behind me was opening up. A large number of sentinel cannons and surveillance drones emerged from hidden launch ports. Then, I was hit in the face by these things. The overwhelming psionic light beams and physical projectiles almost covered my shield. However, I did not have the time to deal with these defense devices. It seemed that King's Landing's alertness was higher than I expected. A thing with a radius of thousands of kilometers actually noticed a foreign object the size of a speck of dust on its body within two seconds and determined that it was an intruder. This warning system was indeed made by Schilling.
I supported my shield and quickly moved towards an energy rift that I had seen when I was falling. The tremors beneath my feet grew stronger, and the alloy ground erupted like a volcano that had just woken up from a deep slumber. Countless hidden ejection tunnels opened up beneath the armor plates, and a large number of surveillance drones began to attempt to stop the intruders with their numbers. King's Landing did not have a conventional shield, and its armor was very fragile. Before the Gospels came online, it was a target that could be easily bullied. This was what Sandora had told me before, but she did not say that there were so many sentinels on this thing. But in fact, I should have known that with the unscrupulous style of Schilling's military technicians, as long as there was a corner, they would put some bombs in. Not to mention, the outer ring of King's Landing was so huge. If they did not put hundreds of thousands of troops here, it would be a disservice to their reputation.
So, for the sake of the reputation of Schilling's military technicians, when I finally found an energy entry point that was easier to break through, I was already followed by a large number of surveillance drones and war puppets. Icetis was still making sarcastic remarks in the channel. "You're making quite a commotion. I can't see you anymore. Hurry up and get it done. I see the surrounding frigates are approaching … Hey, no nonsense, let's fight. Shallow Shallow, help slow them down. You bastards! Eat my Holy Storm!! "
I saw a large area of light suddenly explode in the dark space above, and a golden curtain of holy light descended like an aurora. Icetis and Shallow Shallow had already engaged the frigates, and I had finally figured out what the energy network of the outer ring looked like. This was more troublesome than destroying the King's Landing battleship in Ockham, because we could have just killed the target, but this time, I intended to capture it "alive". I had to understand how many veins the energy system of this behemoth was divided into, so that I could ensure that destroying its outer ring would not trigger a destructive chain reaction. Cutting people with a stick was a technical job, and cutting a hula hoop with a radius of thousands of kilometers was not easy. I had to withstand the firepower of at least a reinforced brigade (fortunately, they were all light firepower) before I finally dealt with the energy flow of the outer ring, and then I injected my own power into it.
The dark red crystallized energy pipeline before me was mixed with a hint of black. This was the effect of void corrosion, and the black dots rapidly expanded. I felt everything around me start to shake violently. There was no sound in space, but I could see something exploding in the distance. The omnipresent surveillance units had finally stopped their indiscriminate bombardment. Their superior units should have been caught in the explosions, or perhaps the power of the void was eroding their command system. In any case, these autonomous units had fallen into a momentary breakdown, and I took the chance to charge into space. After leaving a face print on three surveillance drones, six war puppets, and two sentry cannons, I escaped the encirclement. High in the sky, I looked at the results of my work with satisfaction.
On the dark alloy ground, along the red energy veins, the continuous explosions were spreading rapidly. The energy grooves as wide as canyons were like deep knife marks, and the entire ring was falling apart along these grooves. The Void first overloaded all the systems of the ring to destroy its emergency mechanism, and then began to destroy its physical form. In less than a minute, the giant alloy ring with a radius of several thousand kilometers was completely unrecognizable, its broken pieces falling towards The King Descender's core under the influence of gravity. Some of the burning pieces smashed into the two inner rings that were still rotating at a constant speed, triggering a secondary impact that was neither too big nor too small. If you looked closely, you could see that the two inner rings of King's Landing had also begun to explode, but the scale was obviously smaller than the outer ring: this was the result of adjusting the power.
Finally, after a violent impact across the land, the outer ring completely disintegrated. It broke into several parts and exploded in all directions, and tiny fragments fell at the core like a heavy rain, triggering a faint flash on the surface of the latter. I looked a little worried. Don't destroy the core, it took so much effort to preserve it …
"Retreat! Go to the next one! "
Before I could finish sighing, I heard Icetis's voice through the mental link, and then I was grabbed by the arm and leaped to the sky above another King's Landing battleship. The previous battleship had been completely disarmed, and its escorts no longer had any value in continuing the battle after losing the fleet's core.
"It's been too long," Shallow Shallow's cold and emotionless voice rang in my head. "There are more and more of them."
I looked at Qian Qian. Her expression was as cold as ice as she stared at the frigates in the distance. They had already reacted and were forming a regional shield to protect the flagship. Under her gaze, the frigates rapidly disintegrated and were crushed into a pile of exploding debris. Some even dissipated into dust. Noticing my gaze, Qian Qian said, "Do it. Be quick."
I thought to myself that the girl would lock herself in her room again when I got back, and so I broke through the defense of King's Landing's battle fleet before the regional combined shield was completed, and did the same to the second super battleship's combat ability.
By the time I destroyed the third battleship, I could already feel the pressure: the enemy was on full alert, and the regional combined shield they created was layered to protect the sky above King's Landing, which forced me to use more power to neutralize the massive energy. Obviously, I couldn't be as limitless as Father — my Void form was almost at its limit.
The enemy's King's Landing battleship had also strengthened the power of the Gospel, and I realized something: although Void power could penetrate the Gospel, it still consumed a lot of my stamina. The situation that Sandora mentioned could also apply to me: the Gospel was an indestructible shield, but the hand holding the shield would always tire. My Void power may be an indestructible spear, but the hand holding the spear would also cramp. Father once told me, "Before you become a full-fledged Void creature, 'fatigue', 'sluggishness', 'distraction' and other mortal weaknesses will always be your shortcoming." When these two people's teachings rang in my mind, I knew that I had to quickly wrap things up. According to my experience, every hero would remember the voices and smiles of their loved ones and friends before they died, followed by the figures of various heroes. Now that Shadora and Xing Chen had appeared in my mind, I had to do my best to deal with a few more heroes before Huang Jiguang and Qiu Shaoyun jumped out and immediately retreat …
"Are you alright?" After returning to space, Icetis might have noticed that something was wrong with me. Even a female pervert would care for others. "That nose on your head is gone again."
I replied, "… I used up too much stamina, so I couldn't care about that. Anyway, I'm almost at my limit."
"This one is about the same." As Icetis said that, she quickly looked around us. We were in the sky above the third King's Landing. We were surrounded by broken space debris and "dead" energy vortexes that were slowly dissipating. It was obvious that Icetis and Shallow Shallow had just gone through a fierce battle, and the battle was so intense that the two of them were no longer able to fight on their own. Some of the space debris had the insignia of the Imperial Army, so they should be Shallow Shallow's personal guards. The energy vortexes were obviously the remains of the soldiers that Icetis had brought with her. The basic units of the Protoss were various materialized elemental creatures (In the underworld, these elemental creatures were also worshiped as Nature Gods). However, Icetis's "personal style" was rather strong. She rarely brought out her army of spirits. This female pervert preferred to fight by herself with a brick and a longbow, but she couldn't care so much right now.
"I'm slightly injured, so do as you see fit. Take care of as many as you can." Icetis' words made me realize the severity of the problem. This headstrong female pervert would never admit that she was injured, so her "slightly injured" definitely wasn't an ordinary injury!
I didn't see any signs of injury on Icetis, but the Protoss's body couldn't be judged by common sense. Furthermore, Icetis's complexion was terrible, almost completely pale … Alright, her complexion had always been like that. I felt that I was having a hard time concentrating, so I had to take care of more spaceships as soon as possible. Then, before Halland could completely seal off this space, we should retreat immediately.
When another King's Landing collapsed in front of us, I received a communication from the Admiral of the Empire. "Ah Jun, how's the situation on your side?"
"It's more difficult than expected." We were hidden in a pile of twisted and scorching metal wreckage. Shallow Shallow had used a chaotic time barrier to temporarily block us from the enemy's lock-on system, so this place would be safe for the time being. "The fleet's response is fast, and their combat power is strong. The AI frigates and battalions in Shallow Shallow's portable space have been used up. The last wave of Divine Guards of Icetis is …"
I looked into the distance. Hundreds of huge and radiant Holy Light Giants were fighting fiercely in front of the black battleships. These Divine Guards had no faces, just like the cloud giants that rose from the sea in Norse mythology. They were soulless warriors that Icetis had created using her excess power. They were powerful and brave, fighting to the death. However, the enemies they faced were no weaker than God. After a round of cannon fire, these Holy Light Giants that were almost a hundred meters tall finally collapsed into a stream of light, leaving only a small energy whirlpool where they stood.
"Alright, the last wave of Divine Guards has been eliminated. We have eliminated a total of four King's Landing battalions, but Halland has built an almost indestructible barrier, and he is closing in on us. I'm afraid we have to retreat."
"Retreat," Sandora's voice was decisive. "The results have exceeded our expectations. I never expected you to be able to eliminate the entire King's Landing battalions. You have caused enough chaos. Retreat now."
I was slightly unwilling, but the situation seemed to be the only way. The ones who were able to eliminate dozens of King's Landing battalions unscathed were Father God and Hilla. At the moment, I still couldn't compare to those two monster-level seniors. In fact, it was already a miracle that the three of us could eliminate four battalions in one go. Thus, I reached out and pulled the exhausted Shallow Shallow into my embrace. Then, I patted Icetis's shoulder. "Retreat. Let them continue to cause chaos."
"No problem, but there's a small situation. I'm afraid you'll have to bring two people with you at once." Icetis grabbed my arm and acted like she wanted to hitch a ride with me. "I'm currently injured."
In short, we retreated to the Admiral of the Empire without any mishaps. Icetis and Shallow Shallow had expended a lot of their stamina and had basically lost the ability to fight. Yep, I felt that my situation was slightly better. Besides, the recovery rate of Void creatures was extremely fast, but Sandora probably wouldn't allow me to go out and be a super soldier again.
But we had already achieved what we wanted. Halland's trump card was in a state of chaos. Four King's Landing had lost its combat capability, which was a huge blow to the entire formation. The enemy's commander was not sure if the attack was over, so they would focus on strengthening their defense in the following battles. This would inevitably affect the pace of Genesis's attack, and in this way, the Imperial Army's Joint Shield would have ample room to recharge, and the battle situation was tilting towards the Imperial Army's favor.
"The Hessian tribes played an unexpected role," Sandora said, heaving a sigh of relief when she saw that the three of us had returned safely. Then, she quickly returned to the current battle situation. On the tactical map of the entire battlefield, the Hessian tribe that represented the Hessian tribes was an astounding gray area. It almost covered the entire periphery. Its surface area was a dozen times the size of the Imperial Army and the Fallen Apostles combined. And now, this gray area was still shrinking, covering Halland's position at a uniform speed. This meant that they had been charging at full speed since the start of the battle. They did not even slow down in the slightest. It gave the impression that a scalp-numbing gray tide was engulfing the entire sector. Halland had already focused half of his forces on dealing with the crazy natives. From the battle map, we could see that the Hessian fleet closest to the inner part of the battlefield was constantly disappearing as though it was being erased by an eraser. But overall, the crazy and fearless fleet was still closing in at the speed of one thread per minute. In other words, it was tens of thousands of kilometers per minute on the battlefield. Their weapons might be primitive, but right now, these primitive weapons were smashing into the flanks of the Fallen Apostles like splashing ink. Even if every Hessian warship could only survive for a second after reaching their firing range, they would still launch a barrage of cannons within that second. In the face of this kind of crazy attack, even the commander of the Fallen Apostles would be flustered. Half of their army and the entire King's Landing battle fleet had been thrown into a mess by the Imperial Army and our "suicidal assault team". Meanwhile, the other half of their army had sunk into the swamp of madness of the Hessians.
What was worse was that they were indeed being continuously killed by the mortals. Even though there was a huge disparity in the number of casualties, the Fallen Apostles were indeed injured by the Hessians. For the arrogant ones among the Fallen Apostles, this was perhaps an even greater blow.
It was truly a quagmire. The Hessians were simply like a boundless quagmire. Even though it was slow, before the quagmire was completely cleared, they would always bury you at all costs.
"I feel that there is definitely something wrong with this race." The elder sister's expression was not good. "We have to finish the battle quickly. We can't let them continue sacrificing themselves like this."
Sandora nodded. After muttering to herself for a moment, she connected the command link.
"Seventh Fleet, it's your turn."
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