Let's put aside the results of Tawil's research for a moment. Right now, the Imperial Army's next operation was about to begin.
The successful reactivation of the Psionic Death Star was the most exciting piece of news in recent times. It was even more exciting than the elimination of the Eastern Sky rebel army. This ultimate weapon's power far exceeded my initial expectations, and even exceeded the expectations that Tawil had placed on it when designing it. If paired with a sufficient number of defense troops, the Psionic Death Star would doubtlessly be able to wipe out any rebel army of any size — unless the enemy also used an ultimate weapon of the same size.
The Psionic Death Star wasn't without its weaknesses. Tawil had already told me about this from the very beginning. It was too large, moved slowly, and had almost no mobility on the battlefield. In a head-on battle, the Psionic Death Star would be unable to dodge any attacks. It could only rely on its own structural strength to withstand artillery fire and fight. Of course, there were two things that more or less made up for these weaknesses. The first was the Psionic Death Star's structure. Its astonishing damage tolerance and unbreakable functional integrity allowed it to deal with most groups of enemies. The Psionic Death Star also had a five-minute defense mode that gave it the opportunity to recharge or escape the battlefield in an emergency. However, no matter what, these only made up for its weaknesses and didn't eliminate them. It had no shields or armor, was unable to move, hide, or reverse phase. These weaknesses all meant that the Psionic Death Star would need to cooperate with a large number of defense fleets in battle. Otherwise, as long as the enemy used a large number of human wave tactics, even the Psionic Death Star would inevitably be exhausted to the point of extinguishing. The Psionic Death Star's power wasn't strong enough to instantly kill all enemies, which was why a defense fleet was necessary.
Considering that a battle that required the use of the Psionic Death Star would definitely be of an unimaginable scale, and these defense fleets weren't something that ordinary warships could handle. After careful consideration, I decided to cooperate with this Psionic Death Star to build a special military force — don't look at it, I haven't even decided on a name yet.
With enough defense fleets, the Psionic Death Star's survivability and ability to fight continuously on the battlefield were basically guaranteed. All that was left was a problem that couldn't be avoided through technological means, such as its movement. Under normal circumstances, planetary fortresses would be driven by coordinate engines. These engines would constantly adjust their own coordinates relative to the entire world to generate a theoretically limitless propulsion force. They could allow planetary fortresses of astonishing mass to reach the highest speed of sub-light in a short period of time, regardless of inertia and other limiting factors. However, for the Psionic Death Star, even coordinate engines would be greatly reduced. Due to an unknown multi-dimensional interference effect, the Psionic Death Star's movement speed in the Prime Material Plane could never exceed 0.5% of the speed of light (even the hyperspace warp state, which was second only to spatial warp, was limited to this value). The Psionic Death Star was basically the slowest of all the Empire's warships. Compared to the Psionic Death Star's shooting range, which could be measured in light years, it was basically as if it didn't move at all when it moved and shot. Even without cruising speed, the Psionic Death Star's dimensional jump was also very difficult. It would take almost an hour to accumulate energy, open a dimensional rift that was wide and stable enough to hold its enormous energy, and then jump into the battlefield. Fortunately, the Psionic Death Star didn't lack energy, and as long as there was enough time, it would be able to fight across the universe.
A semi-stationary ultimate fortress would jump into the battlefield the moment the war began and slaughter everything in its path. In the end, it would still stand proudly in the galaxy, clumsily waiting to return. This was the design of the Death Star Fortress. Overall, it wasn't bad.
The fortress's first attack after it was activated was extraordinarily powerful. Under the unobservable aura of destruction, five light years of space was turned into a vacuum zone. All celestial bodies were instantly vaporized. This news spread across the entire universe at an astonishing speed. The rebel army, who had already given up everything and were prepared to perish together with the enemy, was shocked by this news. Then, they exploded with a morale that we had never expected. They even suppressed the Empire's rebel army for a short period of time and pushed the enemy back. Obviously, Funa and Roland Gale's political propaganda had described an ultimate doomsday weapon for them, making the soldiers believe that the war was about to end and that the enemy would collapse in front of this doomsday weapon. From a certain standpoint, this propaganda wasn't wrong.
The only thing that wasn't too accurate was …
"Actually, this thing is even scarier than your propaganda," I said to a certain Queen Machina beside me with a smile.
We were currently in the C-165 solar system, high orbit of Crystal Peak, the external observation platform of the Empire Admiral. Behind us in the background of space was a blue "ocean" whose surface area could not be determined, extending infinitely in all directions like the wall of the world. The Psionic Death Star was actually over a billion kilometers away from the C-165 solar system, but its gigantic size and spectral diffusion still gave people the illusion that it was within reach, as well as an unbearable pressure for most people.
As far as the eye could see, the Psionic Death Star was filled with countless black dots in the background of the boundless sea of flames. Their shapes were unclear, and some of them were the Empire's scientific ships that were collecting data, while most of them were the warships of the rebel army's various races. Now, the leaders of all forces that could escape were basically gathered in this small solar system, waiting for a historical moment. These "tourists" who were deeply shocked by the death star fortress had all flocked to the edge of the solar system before the World Gate opened, doing their best to observe the majestic ultimate fortress from a safe distance, changing condensate for their ships while writing their memoirs. That last sentence was pure imagination, but it could also be true.
Of course, now that the Psionic Death Star was in its highest state of suppression, its energy intensity and brightness had been restricted to a level where it would not cause any damage to the surrounding units. Otherwise, the light alone would be enough to burn the eyes of any ordinary creature that looked directly at it into a hole.
"Friend, your Empire is so powerful, I can't imagine it." Funa should have been sincerely convinced, but in reality, she was still emotionless. "My ministers of science are still worried that the gravity of this planetary fortress will destroy the C-165 solar system. It is so huge, but it does not produce any gravitational force. Have you changed the rules of the universe?"
"Changing the rules of the universe is not that simple, and we might even get fined by the Protoss." I shrugged. "It is just an application of anti-gravity technology on a higher level. We can cancel the gravitational force of a single object in a relatively large space, and any planetary fortress that the Empire creates must have such a mechanism. If the Psionic Death Star stops now, the C-165 solar system will immediately fall into the psionic flames of the former, and you will eat me when that happens."
Funa blinked in confusion. "Friend, I don't understand, I don't need to eat."
I was speechless.
It seemed that there was still a long way to go for this mechanical chick to regain her common sense.
"By the way, how is your body condition? Isn't it a little too stressful for your nerves to be outside like this? "
There were still ten minutes before the "door opens", and all the professionals were busy with their own things. Even Shallow Shallow had gone to the death star's control core to mess with it as a technical consultant … er, to help with the debugging of the "second gap" system. Since I was bored, I started chatting with Funa, and the first topic was her physical condition.
Funa, who was standing next to me, naturally didn't continue to sit on her iron throne that she was unable to leave. However, this didn't mean that she could move about freely. More than ten tubes were still connected to her back like extended blood vessels and chains, connecting her to the massive machinery behind her. These machines were maintaining Funa's brain functions as well as her ability to directly control several key facilities in the Gotark Kingdom of Freedom. From this angle, it would be difficult to believe that Funa, who was dragging all these things behind her, was once a human.
It wouldn't be too difficult to repair Funa's body. Although the Shiring Apostles' body she used wasn't recorded in our database, it wasn't a special model, so it would be quite easy to remove. Any one of my subordinates would be confident that they could restore Funa's human body in just one day. However, Funa refused my good intentions, using a reason that no one could refute: the resistance army was currently in the most difficult period of the war. Even the Empire needed every bit of power it could use. If she were to restore her human body at this time, or switch to any of the new bodies we prepared for her, it would definitely affect her original abilities. This would have a tremendous impact on the Gotark Kingdom's combat strength. That was why she was willing to maintain her current appearance until the end of the war.
Not only Funa, Roland Gale, the Holy Emperor, the Council of Twelve, and the leaders of all the other factions who were in similar situations used this reason to reject the good intentions of the Empire's scientists to restore her human body. They weren't willing to take the risk of weakening the resistance army's combat strength for their own selfish desires, even if we offered to provide them with equipment that would allow them to maintain their original abilities. The leaders of these factions were already used to striving for absolute safety in any situation. They would rather maintain their inhuman appearance than to rashly restore their human form.
Using the words of Roland Gale, it would be: thousands of years have passed, so what if they waited for a few more days?
"I felt a little dizzy just now, probably due to insufficient energy supply. However, I have recovered now. Lord Tawil's adjustments to the life support system were extremely effective." Funa nodded honestly. "Thank you for your concern, friend."
In the beginning, I had expressed that I could be her friend, but in the end, this fellow who had already lost her common sense simply treated me as a 'friend'. I really couldn't change it.
While we were talking, a bright pillar of light suddenly appeared on the north pole of Planet Crystal Peak. In the pitch-black space, the light was extremely eye-catching. Both Funa and my attention was instantly attracted to it.
That was the Frozen Throne … Err, King Meow … Err, Goddess of Crystal. The light that Miss Sakura Jiatsuru gave off while she was working indicated that she had completed the final adjustments and was activating the gigantic antenna array of Planet Crystal Peak. After the spiral tower was charged, it produced an energy pulse that reached deep into the planet's core. This pulse was magnified by the entire planet and when it appeared again, it would become one of the most amazing sights in the universe: a sparkling crystal planet.
This scene reminded me of the rousing shout from back then, "Angie has opened the door! Those who want to take a screenshot as a souvenir, follow Leader over!! "
It was still unforgettable when I recalled that disconnection.
"The World Gate has been activated. The stability of the space tunnel is 10.0. The frequency between EL-3 and EN-15 is maintained. Increasing the power output and setting up a Void Beacon. The radius of the tunnel is set to be multiplied by 3.7. The pre-teleportation troops have already set sail. Victory is eternal. This is the first record by the mainframe of the spaceship."
"It's open! It's open!" Liliana hopped onto the platform and shouted excitedly. Behind her was the little doll who had a bored expression but couldn't hide the curiosity in its eyes. The moment Mercury Lamp saw me, she immediately jumped onto her designated seat and swung around on the shoulder of a certain nanny. "This idiotic Priestess is so annoying. At least you are much quieter than her."
"My friend, can't you tell me in advance what exactly you are going to teleport over?"
Funa blinked as she looked at the dozens of black vortexes that had suddenly appeared beside the crystal peak. Those vortexes were so huge that they were even a third of the radius of the crystal peak. However, they were still expanding continuously. The scale of the teleportation door made even the indifferent Funa curious about what kind of spaceship the "Psionic Death Star Fleet" was. However, my response was only a faint smile. "Just watch, it's definitely worthy of a Death Star Fortress."
Definitely worthy of a Death Star Fortress. When the so-called "Psionic Death Star Escort Spaceship" slowly left the teleportation door and appeared in front of the leaders of the Resistance Army and the audience (…) who were waiting in front of their televisions, all the doubtful voices stopped abruptly and turned into huge exclamation marks.
"The Twilight Star Fortress has arrived."
"The Empire Star Fortress is in position."
"The Scarlet Ark Star Fortress is on standby."
"The Dawn Radiance Star Fortress …"
Battleships?
Planets!!
Those huge, majestic, and ferocious shadows appeared one by one on the surface of the World Gate. When the interference during the teleportation subsided, what appeared before everyone's eyes were planetary fortresses that were as huge as planets. Their entire bodies floated with metallic and Psionic luster, and they were filled with endless cannons and battleship passageways. There were a total of twelve planets, and that was the true Psionic Death Star Fleet!
The concentrated teleportation of dozens of planetary battleships naturally resulted in them being very close to each other, forming a spectacle of dozens of planets squeezed together. Any physicist with a normal brain would probably be scared out of their wits if they saw such a scene. If Newton wasn't wrong, the dozen planets would undoubtedly crash into each other and become a pile of debris under the effect of universal gravity. However, the scientists of various races who had been paying attention to this must have also noticed that these planetary fortresses actually didn't produce any universal gravity! Just like the inconceivable Death Star Fortress, they were like phantoms and didn't affect anything around them at all!
"You see, strictly speaking, the Death Star Fortress is a kind of fixed star. A fleet of any size is too insignificant compared to a fixed star. Only satellites in orbit are truly worthy of a fixed star." I patted Fina's shoulder, bringing the dumbfounded Queen back to reality. "Of course, even these planetary battleships that you see are as insignificant as sesame seeds in front of our Death Star Fortress. However, at the very least, they can form a truly useful defense force. Pretty good teamwork, right?"
This was the special Death Star Fortress fleet that I envisioned. With a core Death Star as the flagship and the "sun" of the entire fleet, the twelve largest planetary battleships that we had created would become its satellites in orbit, moving at high speed in an extremely close orbit. Together, they would form a star system, an offensive and defensive unit of unprecedented scale. The smaller conventional battleships would be placed in the orbit of the twelve planetary battleships, and the total number would be in the millions. Of course, we could only place a few hundred thousand battleships at the moment, but we would soon be able to increase this number. The final Death Star Fleet would be a star system, and every celestial body within it would be a man-made superweapon that wouldn't be at a disadvantage even when facing Law-class weapons. The combat power of the twelve planetary battleships would allow the Death Star Fleet to have more ways to attack, and these layers of celestial bodies would make it difficult for the enemy to attack the Death Star Fortress. Even the Empire's fleet would have to endure the attacks of the Death Star Fortress and break through the blockade of the twelve planetary battleships and the encirclement of over a million Empire spaceships before they could attack the core of the fleet. This would be an impossible task for any army without Law-class weapons!
In addition, the hundreds of thousands of battleships mentioned above only included the battleships of the expeditionary class and above. If the cheap and plentiful assault ships and small frigates were included …
Based on the production capacity of the planetary battleships, that kind of army could be described as endless!
Bubble had proudly named this line of defense as the Twelve Zodiac Temples, and intended to announce to the entire Void that the brave warriors who could successfully break through the Twelve Zodiac Temples would receive a ton and a half of dragon balls as a reward. That was why the mother of the child was still at home doing her self-examination.
But I have to admit, this thing was a little similar to the Twelve Zodiac Temples …
It could be said that this was almost all of our belongings. From the first year of [Revival] (the current calendar of the Empire) until now, we had created the most powerful fleet, the most ultimate technology, the equipment that consumed the most energy, and even the taboo knowledge obtained from the Crimson Moon Cube. All of them were concentrated in this Death Star Fleet. Its grandeur and power were so inspiring. The officers and soldiers of the Rebellion Army might only feel unprecedented shock and encouragement, but the Shiring Apostles felt a different meaning.
The only regret was that Sandora couldn't come to my side. In my opinion, such a historical moment, as the Head of the Empire, no matter what, she should be there in person, but unfortunately …
"Yes, yes, it is indeed very, very spectacular! Ah Jun, you really are a great Emperor! You are greater than all the Emperors I know! "
A very familiar voice suddenly sounded beside me.
I slowly turned my head, and a dazzling gold immediately occupied my vision. The next second, a fragrant wind blew against my face, and I felt a soft and warm touch on my lips.
Perhaps it was because she took into consideration that there was an outsider next to us, an extremely possessive doll on my shoulder, and a black-bellied loli who dared to say anything squatted on the other side. Sandora's kiss only lasted for a few seconds, but her hug almost broke my ribs. When I finally broke free from her soft but strong embrace, I felt my entire body's joints creak.
"Why are you here? Didn't you say yesterday that you wouldn't … "
"Surprise!" Our Queen had a soul-stirring smile on her face as she said brightly, "But Ah Jun is so stupid. He believed everything I said. Did you really think that I wouldn't come to such an occasion?"
I expressionlessly pinched Sandora's little face, which had turned into a silly girl's face. "If you said that the Earth was square, do you believe that I would really dare to send people to flatten the seven continents?"
Liliana, who was beside me, immediately collapsed. "Damn, the Emperor's courage is so fierce."
Let's not talk about the small talk here. The moment the unprecedented scale of the Death Star Fleet was finally completed, the entire universe's Resistance Army boiled over!
At first, when the Death Star Fortress appeared before their eyes, everyone was still in a daze. They were still unable to understand the concept of a celestial weapon that had been modified from a red giant. But when the entire Death Star Fleet was finally announced to the public, and the leaders of the various factions personally explained to their people what this terrifying fleet was, the warriors of various races finally seemed to be slow to understand. They also realized what an army that could be compared to a celestial system was like.
Every part of the fleet was challenging the limits of the imagination of intelligent creatures. Even if they were unable to understand the countless rules and pseudo-rule weapons that this fleet carried, just the scale of this thing was enough to shock people to the point of losing their ability to think.
The entire universe's Resistance Army no longer had any doubts at this moment, nor did they doubt which side victory belonged to. The horn for the general attack had been blown, and this world was ours!
The Death Star Fleet had already set sail, and the only thing blocking our way was a large nebula!
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