A large number of assault ships were destroyed by Pandora and Visca's Hovering Cannons. More than half of the single fighter aircrafts that launched the surprise attack were destroyed in the fireworks. The Empire's "rebels" that had remained silent all this while finally realized how troublesome the Federation's army was. To show their sincerity, they sent us a huge gift.
More than half of the Empire's motherships shifted their attention away from the Empress's fleet that was about to be completely annihilated. Then, they gave us a volley of Galactic Main Cannons.
How much power could a hundred or more Galactic Main Cannons fire at the same time?
Anyone who tried to calculate the power of this magnitude would be a pain in the ass. Even if you put a Protoss there, he would still be turned into ashes if he took this attack head-on. Of course, we don't know if those despicable second-generation officials would resurrect in the Heavenly Realm. In any case, they would not be able to keep themselves alive. A single Galactic Main Cannon was enough to carve out a Himalayan Grand Canyon on Earth when it was not charged. When a hundred of such cannons fired at the same time, the effect would not be as simple as one plus one equals two. It would be enough to blow up the entire Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Saturn into pieces and destroy the Earth along the way. If it was aimed accurately, it could even make the Sun disappear. Even the entire Federation's Combined Shield might not be able to deflect such an attack. That's right, deflecting the attack was already the limit of the Combined Shield of a thousand battlecruisers. But now, there was a foolish Heroic Spirit that was trying to use a fire stick to destroy the Psionic Torrent that had a width of a thousand kilometers after reacting with each other.
Demetrius and Medusa's first thought was to run. They were not worried about death, as long as Dingdang was still around, these World Guardians would never die. However, being dragged down by a madman like this was definitely not a good experience. However, it seemed like it was already too late. There was only a rapidly enlarging sun in front of them. The waves formed by the torrent of psionic energy would not give anyone the time to escape.
The Psionic Torrent was slowed down once when it was launched. It lasted less than ten seconds, and that was the limit of Shallow Shallow, who had expended a lot of energy. (She was much stronger than before, but there were hundreds of Empire motherships, and even the Princess of Time would not be able to handle such a number). The ten seconds gave the other Einherjars time to hide in their motherships, and the Psionic Torrent continued to advance. The Light of Aiur had set up a warp trap along the path of the attack, attempting to use the distortion of space to deflect the powerful Psionic Torrent, but we did not see any effect. The Psionic Cannon, whose energy had reached a certain threshold, simply ignored the distortion of space. It flattened space and tore apart the abnormal warp as it advanced unstoppably. As it advanced, the psionic energies reacted, spread, and grew. When it had covered half of the distance in an instant, it had become a thousand-kilometer-wide white storm, and its target was the massive Light of Aiur and several of its motherships.
Pandora and Weska took action at the beginning of the attack. They retracted all the floating cannons and transferred the saved bandwidth to their superweapons. In just a few seconds, they released four helium flashes. The 2.4 meter Angry Lion's Roar hit a total of four galactic cannons that were in the middle of charging. The series of reactions caused four Eternal-class space carriers to turn into space fireworks wrapped in thick smoke. But other than the Protoss freaks, the individual strength of the Xi Ling apostles could not be compared to an army. The loss of four spaceships was negligible to the phalanx of hundreds of space carriers.
"Damn it! Damn it! Get the hell out of my way! "
Gilgamesh squeezed out every last bit of physical strength in her body, and also absorbed the last bit of magic she could control from the World Tree system. Magic that was so large that no heroic spirit could imagine gathered on the Sword of Defiance that had been blessed by the True God, causing the latter to almost become translucent. This was an illusion caused by the ascension of dimensions. With a final roar, Gilgamesh completely released her control over the Divine Sword, allowing the astonishing energy to flow wildly through her body. A rapidly expanding spatial crack was also released from the tip of the Sword of Defiance, rushing forward.
Okay, that was it. Everything was proceeding in a hot-blooded state.
I'm guessing that a lot of people thought that the brilliant Gilgamesh was going to make a great counterattack this time, single-handedly reversing the situation. That's right, a long, long time ago, before humans had invented underwear, there were no superhumans. Gilgamesh had indeed done many things that reversed the situation, but this time, she was unable to do so.
In Hong Kong comics, hot-blooded often brought the main character back from the dead, but even if you heated your blood to over 20,000 degrees Celsius, it would still be impossible for the Sword of Defiance, which was as thick as an arm, to release a spatial crack capable of intercepting a thousand-kilometer-wide torrent of psionic energy. This was a problem of geometry, right?
The spatial crack released by the Sword of Defiance was indeed rapidly expanding. By the time it came into contact with the psionic energy torrent, it had already expanded to nearly a hundred kilometers. This was definitely Gilgamesh's best performance yet, but that thing wasn't a shotgun that specialized in spreading. Even if a heroic spirit were to risk his or her body exploding, it would still be impossible for his or her magic power to match that of a hundred galactic cannons, not to mention that Gilgamesh was already on the verge of collapse. Compared to the thousand-kilometer-wide psionic energy torrent, that spatial crack was as thin as a chopstick trying to stop a battering ram.
It's over.
The divine sword in Gilgamesh's hand disintegrated into specks of light and dissipated into the air. Gilgamesh's face, which had never felt despair before, was now covered with a layer of haze. As an undying heroic spirit, she shouldn't have such an expression, but the feeling of helplessness suddenly brought back certain memories. Memories of the time when the snake stole the longevity medicine and how she was unable to resist in the face of death.
The memories lasted for half a second before ending with a karate chop that descended from the sky.
"You must have gone crazy from wanting to show off!" I was practically exasperated as I roared into the silly lass's ears, causing her to be stunned. "The entire heroic spirit army has retreated, leaving only the three of you to fight against the Imperial Army in outer space as if it was the end of a play. Do you think that you are the female lead of a tragic play?"
While shouting at the other party, my hands weren't idle either. The golden pickup truck's body was now no different from a tattered rag doll. The result of overloading her entire body was to say that her meridians were broken (if heroic spirits had such a thing) would be considered a consolation. Just by looking at her cracked armor and bleeding wounds, it would be easy to see just how desperate she had been. I carefully supported the Primordial Queen, who was at the end of her rope, and began my energy creature repair work that I was already familiar with.
Let me interject here. This skill's proficiency level was gradually increased when Anveena was stuck in the LCD screen time and time again.
"I was forcefully pulled here by her." Medusa was the first to raise her hand as she spoke weakly. The domineering woman who had a great figure was currently like a primary school student who had done something wrong. Her face was slightly red, and she was extremely adorable.
"Me too …"
This was the witch Demetrius who betrayed her former comrade without any integrity. You really live up to your title.
"How …" Leaning weakly on her boss's arm, Gilmei finally reacted to something. Just as she was about to ask, the majestic psionic torrent had already crashed into the Federation Army's joint shield.
Then, it strangely stopped there and began to rapidly dim.
"The three of you are squatting in the house that never reads the Imperial Army's newspaper! The Federation's spaceships have all been equipped with energy plundering devices since the 8th of last month, idiots! "
That's right, I did say that the Federation's shield couldn't withstand the Galaxy Main Cannon, but … I didn't say that we didn't have anything else other than the psionic shield. Energy plundering devices were such good things. Would I be stingy to equip them for the Federation's ace troops?
Of course, these energy plundering devices couldn't be compared to the super goods on the Empire's battleships. Due to the huge technological gap, the energy integration rate of these energy plundering devices was very low. Furthermore, they could only be activated once every 72 hours. In a battle, they were basically a one-time use item. That was why I had the entire Federation Army delay using these trump cards until now. Reality proved that my decision was correct.
A hundred Schilling motherships were indeed powerful, but we had thousands of Federation spaceships here to share the damage.
The battlecruisers at the front of the battle line lasted for less than seven seconds before the energy shields and main energy pipelines on their bodies exploded with the highest level of light. This was the warning of overload. Renault immediately ordered these responsible meat shields to turn around and use the temporarily strengthened shields to forcefully resist the psionic torrent and retreat. The Proteus motherships and Curved Light Battleships at the back moved forward to take over. At this moment, the combined bombardment of a hundred Galaxy Main Cannons had already been weakened by half.
"How … How could this be … I have worked so hard and fought so hard for you … But I am just a clown …"
Gilmei had an expression of utter despair as she looked at the Federation Fleet that was having a great time splitting the damage. She seemed to have suffered a huge mental trauma. I immediately reached out and pressed my hand on her head. Just like how I usually did with a bunch of dolls at home, I rubbed her head here and there as I consoled her softly, "Ma ma, you've already worked very hard. Although the direction you're working towards is a little wrong … But to be honest, 'Ji' Gilgamesh (thanks to the five thousand years of Chinese civilization), your battle today truly lives up to your name. The oldest king of mankind, you still won."
It was said that those with low IQ were easy to coax. In an instant, the sky turned cloudy.
Two figures flashed by my side. I turned my gaze to the side and then turned thirty degrees downwards. I saw the angry Pandora and her sister. The two of them were each holding a small electronic sign with big words filled with resentment written on it:
"Why didn't Big Brother tell us that you had this move?" By Visca.
Actually, I had already said it long ago. The two of you were just too hot-blooded and forgot everything. You threw four helium flashes for nothing. Your throats must be smoking, right?
"My throat is sore. Big Brother, I want juice." By Pandora, in your current state, if you drink juice, it will definitely turn into steam and spurt out, right?
"The enemy is retreating!" Renault's voice suddenly sounded in the communication link. "Looks like we have won. This is a miracle!"
Of course, the enemy had to retreat. Sixty percent of their individual fighter aircrafts had been destroyed by the Federation Army's Heroic Spirits and aircraft carriers. Half of their assault ships had been sunk by the two Empire Generals and the Curved Light Battleships. A hundred Eternal-level aircraft carriers were unable to fire their cannons for several hours after being sucked in by the Energy Plunders. The other hundred Eternal-level aircraft carriers were in perfect condition. However, the Queen's Fleet didn't seem to be just for show. On our side, there were thousands of battleships that were brimming with energy and were eyeing us covetously. Even the fearless Imperial Army had no reason to fight to the death in such a situation.
In the communication link, Renault's voice sounded like he was heaving a sigh of relief. "Aha, we finally won. We had thirty times the number of troops, several Commander-level Shiring Apostles personally helped us, and thousands of heroic spirits fought bravely to barely achieve victory. I actually thought that I had created a miracle. To be honest, Your Majesty, I will never start a war with the Imperial Army in the future. This is even more of a test of courage than suicide."
Alright, alright. You had defeated two hundred Empire aircraft carriers, as well as an overwhelming number of Schilling assault ships and Schilling individual fighter aircrafts. This battle record would be considered a miracle in the multiverse. Those civilizations that had been destroyed by the Empire wouldn't care how many times the number of troops you had used or how many reinforcements you had invited. If you wanted to show off, just say so.
"Get closer to the Queen's Fleet and see if we can contact them."
I dragged the three troublesome beauties back to the command hall. I immediately got Zeratul to contact the Queen's Fleet that we had just rescued. Our sudden appearance had indeed helped the Queen's Fleet attract more than half of the attacks, but it wasn't easy for them to last until now.
Also, I was already a little curious about the Queen's Fleet.
Through my observation just now, I had roughly estimated the combat power of the enemy's spaceships. Those mercury-like droplets of motherships were about the same in terms of attack and defense as the Federation's battleships. In other words, when faced with the same Empire's battleships, their combat power should be about the same as the Federation's. But how long did they last?
It had been two whole days since we had sent out the distress signal.
We had roughly calculated that without the support of the Energy Plundering Devices, Commander-level Apostles, and heroic spirits, the Federation's Fleet would be completely annihilated after wiping out half of the enemy's forces. So, how did the Queen's Fleet, whose combat power was about the same, manage to last until now? Did they have any way to resist the volley of the Milky Way Main Cannons?
Or to put it another way, what were the Empire's' rebels' hesitating about? Why did they not use the volley of two hundred Milky Way Main Cannons to destroy the eye-catching Queen's flagship once and for all even after two whole days?
"The interference created by the rebels has stopped. We are establishing a connection with the Queen's Fleet." Reynolds looked a little tired, but he could not hide the excitement on his face. "We arrived just in time. The Queen's Fleet's shield and power are all depleted. Jayne is still slowly making his way over, but it seems that they are no longer needed."
The Queen's Fleet and the Rear Admiral's Fleet. Apart from equipment and troops, the Free Kingdom of Gotark was quite well organized.
The asteroid belt was no longer suitable for the two fleets to connect with each other, as the debris of the spaceships and the energy chambers they had thrown out could explode at any time. Hence, the Queen's Fleet, which had the impressive name of 'Glory of Victory', left the asteroid belt with the Federation's Fleet under our lead. We left this dangerous graveyard to Jayne. Although they were of no help at all, their mass-energy weapons were really good for sweeping the ground.
"Activating the gravitational pull. The Light of Aiur is about to connect with the target flagship. Preparing for microscopic repair."
"I couldn't see it clearly because I was too far away. Now, I realize that this thing is really pitiful. That string must have been pierced through. They should pledge their loyalty to us and become our slaves for all eternity to repay this favor."
In the outer docking area of the Light of Aiur, Gilmei unethically commented on the approaching mountain-like flagship of the Empress. Although her face was still pale, it did not affect the good mood of a certain Ancient Empress after the victory of the war.
"Slavery has long been destroyed." I punched the head of this arrogant Queen who was only 1.5 meters tall even though she was an ahoge. "Are you considered to have been resurrected?"
"Hmph! I am not that weak! As for that so-called 'Queen' who has never shown her face, I would like to see if her current state, which is like a stray dog, is worthy of pity … "Since she had to face another Queen as a savior, especially a Queen who was even more powerful than she was back then, Gilmei was in an extremely good mood. The only thing missing was the words" I am so proud "written on her face.
Due to the intense battle, not only did the Queen's Fleet lose 60% of its warships (That's right, the gigantic fleet that we are looking at now is actually only a third of the Queen's Fleet. The rest of them are already setting off fireworks in space), even the remaining 30% of the warships were on the verge of disintegrating. Even the flagship that they were protecting was filled with thick smoke and holes. Through the cracks on the surface of the Queen's flagship, we could see the soldiers of the Free Kingdom flying around in their spacesuits to transport the wounded. The other party had sent us a short message to frankly announce their current situation. The flagship's remaining power was less than 20%, and it could even shut down at any moment. That was why Zeratul made the decision to connect the Light of Aiur to the Queen's flagship. On one hand, it was to repair the flagship if possible. Even if it couldn't be repaired, it would be good to drag it back and sell it as scrap metal. The latter half of the sentence was added by Shallow Shallow.
Under the effect of Proteus' advanced gravitational traction system, the two flagships were finally connected together. The entire process was almost without a single tremor. This made the Heroic Spirits who watched the Queen's flagship floating towards them feel extremely awkward. The psionic shield on the surface of the Light of Aiur began to change shape, gradually expanding to envelop the entire Queen's flagship. Now, the two sky fortresses had formed a strange gourd-shaped shape. On one side was the gigantic Light of Aiur, and on the other side was the relatively smaller Queen's flagship.
The artificial atmosphere completed the air pressure balance within the psionic barrier in seconds. The connecting channel was originally made up of several transparent tubes that had temporarily 'grown' out. Now, they all shrunk down, forming dozens of straight 'bridges'. From the other side, dozens of humanoid creatures wearing the uniform of senior Gotark officers walked over. There were all kinds of skin color, height, facial features, and limbs. What a complete species.
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