When the spaceship entered FTL mode, the celestial system fleet instantly disappeared into the deep darkness. The light emitted from there could no longer catch up with our spaceship, giving the illusion that the mothership had instantly disappeared.
Of course, this was only the scene observed by the optical layer. The information-gathering observation device on the spaceship could still see the celestial system fleet, which had almost become a small round spot. The bright death star emitted blue light in the darkness, and the explosions and cannons covering the sky above the fleet had turned into a hazy halo. A few seconds later, the celestial system fleet became a pixel on the image and then disappeared from the naked eye.
My sister sat next to me with her eyes closed. Ever since she gave the spaceship a general direction, she hadn't said a word. She only told us to continue traveling at FTL mode, but I knew that she was trying to determine the precise location of the ancient starship. It wasn't easy. We all knew that my sister had never been sensitive to composition and distance.
But at least she had a general sense of direction.
Curses were really magical things. Sometimes, I even felt that it was a power that directly changed the laws of mathematics. At the moment, we hadn't found a way to completely resist my sister's curse. Powerful psionic energy could suppress the curse. This was because when the psionic energy gathered to a certain extent, it would distort the surrounding information, causing the "probability" that the curse relied on to take effect to become chaotic. Then, it would break away from the control of the person who initiated the curse. However, it seemed to be rather difficult to completely resist the curse. It was the same for the starship 'Warsong' that had yet to show up. Although it was too far away for her sister's curse to have any effect on it, she could still feel that her spiritual power was reacting to something that was full of 'malice'. And now, the reaction was getting stronger and stronger.
"Spaceship decelerate. Cruise."
My sister suddenly opened her eyes and said softly.
The noisy light spots and black spots on the optical observation image paused for a moment. Then, they blended into a blurry shadow and turned back into a "tunnel" formed by red and blue shifts. The spaceship had left FTL mode and began to cruise forward at sub-light speed.
In the vast universe, the spaceship that suddenly appeared in the visual layer was rather abrupt. If there was a warship from the Revenge Army here, they would definitely launch an attack immediately. However, there was only desolation in response. All the radars at all wavelengths received a series of empty feeds: No large targets within half a light year.
But the silence only lasted for a short while. Just ten seconds after my sister ordered the warship to cruise, a high-energy alarm resounded in the bridge.
"Warning! High energy signature detected! A massive object has appeared in the Prime Material Plane! "
Along with the alarm, there was a sudden dazzling flash that cut through space and a sudden 'wave' on the mothership's shield. The enemy's warp warhead had hit the target.
The battleships immediately changed their formation. The motherships formed a combined shield to block the enemy's first round of fire. The assault ships charged into the spatial rift ahead and dropped a large number of spatial implosion bombs to stop the Vengeance's warp missiles. Then came the volley of galactic cannons. Thanks to the enemy's attack and Tawil's energy leech, the Imperial Army was able to retaliate with the same amount of firepower even when they were ambushed.
"Abnormal information flow detected," the commander of the battleship reported loudly. "Deciphering the camouflage … We're close enough … It's the Vengeance Army's battleship!"
"Don't be in a hurry to call for reinforcements." I immediately stood up. "Focus the galactic cannons on the battleship's coordinates. We need to let them know that they've been exposed."
The galactic cannons that had just completed their second charge immediately adjusted their target. The huge Eternal-class spaceship adjusted its position with unbelievable agility and then released a torrent of psionic energy into the deep universe.
I noticed that the galactic cannons didn't open a dimensional rift when they were activated. This meant that the Warsong was already within the range of our main cannons. It was only at such a close distance that we were able to decipher the Vengeance Army's camouflage. The Warsong's camouflage ability was truly astounding. At such a close distance, it would be difficult to even hide a small meteorite. How did it make a planet disappear?
The galactic torrent lit up the dark universe, triggering a few explosions along the way. Amidst the explosions, some of the Vengeance Army's battleships suddenly burst out from the darkness. They were the enemy's frigates that couldn't evade in time and were destroyed by the galactic torrent. These spaceships had actually snuck near the fleet. It seemed that the Warsong had an eighty percent chance of enhancing the camouflage ability of its allies. This was also in line with the role of a mothership on the battlefield: it wasn't meant to fight alone.
The planet's battleship had suffered a precise attack. The Vengeance Army knew that their camouflage system was quickly losing effect. It was only a matter of time before the entire fleet was exposed. So, they decisively turned off the starship's signal jamming system to conserve energy and began intercepting the Empire's fleet. As the enemy turned off the camouflage system, a large number of Vengeance Army spaceships suddenly appeared before us.
"Look at that!"
My sister suddenly patted my arm and pointed in a certain direction on the holographic projection. I looked in the direction she was pointing at, and my jaw dropped.
"… Damn! Is it another celestial system fleet?! "
I thought that the Warsong would appear in front of us as a massive planetary battleship, and above its orbit would be an overwhelming number of Vengeance frigates. Our mission was to find a way to stop the Warsong's orbit while we dealt with the frigates with hyperspace firepower. But in reality, the overwhelming number of Vengeance frigates wasn't unexpected. It was just that there were more planets. On the radar was a dim brown dwarf star and six planets orbiting this dwarf star that were extremely close to each other.
It was a solar system. If this was the Warsong, it was undoubtedly a celestial system fleet. Although it was a little smaller and its stellar mothership wasn't a psionic death star, this was clearly beyond our expectations.
"Wait, don't be hasty." Sis carefully observed the small solar system that appeared on the holographic projection and suddenly discovered something. "Only one planet is man-made. The rest are ordinary planets. The Warsong is here."
Sis pointed at the image in front of us. It was an artificial planet with a silvery-white metallic luster. Its surface was covered with regular hard lines and was shrouded in a translucent shield. The energy lines slowly surging on its surface told everyone that this was the target we were going to destroy: the Warsong planet battleship.
The other planets in the small solar system were unremarkable. They had the rough color of ordinary rocky planets. Their surface was a lifeless towering mountain range that hadn't undergone mountain-building for tens of thousands of years. Some of the planets had relics that looked like anti-aircraft cannons. But at this distance, they didn't need to fire, and I wasn't sure if they could still be used. If this was also a planetary battleship of the old Empire, I could only say that they were even more low-key than a 'zero-grade' imitation starship.
As for the brown dwarf that I had almost thought of as a stellar battleship, well, the radar scan result was shocking: it really was a brown dwarf …
"Sandora," I quickly connected to Sandora mentally. "We found the Warsong. It is a silvery-white metallic planet with a mess of paths. Well, we can see a huge triangular building at the north pole. There is no battleship docking area anywhere else. Is that it?"
"No battleship docking area? Maybe it has been dismantled. Its crust is modular … It should be the Warsong. Is there a way to get close to it? "
"It's already close, and … it's a little too close. We can see it with the naked eye. We are now entangled by the convoy. Get ready to support us with hyperspace firepower. Also, I want to ask you something. The Warsong is in a solar system. What's going on?"
Sandora's voice sounded a little strange. She seemed to be curious why I would specifically ask such a question. "That's a port. The Warsong is the royal flagship. It should have its own independent dock, right?"
… Damn it, I was almost frightened by a dock just now.
"Hyperspace firepower support has arrived. Initiating attack —" The mainframe's broadcast sounded punctually, and a large number of spatial rifts appeared beside the fleet. The overwhelming psionic light beams suppressed the Vengeance Army's convoy in a short period of time. Sandora seemed to have directed a third of the fleet's firepower here. I couldn't help but worry about the situation on her side. However, when I thought about the huge threat the Warsong posed to the fleet, I was afraid that destroying that silvery-white metallic planet would be the top priority.
After a few exchanges … Fine, after suffering a few losses, I have a general impression of the Warsong. It doesn't have any offensive weapons, but the threat it poses on the battlefield is definitely greater than one or two Star Sniper Cannons. Since the start of the battle, the Warsong has only caused direct damage to the Celestial System's fleet of several frigate squadrons. However, through various distortions of natural laws, the Warsong has weakened the Celestial System's combat power by nearly a quarter. Please note: there is only one Warsong, but our Celestial System's fleet has a stellar fortress and more than thirty battle planets. Don't you feel bad?
"Attack ineffective."
The mainframe coldly announced again.
The Galaxy Cannon had already been tested twice. One was a free-range bombardment, and the other was a concentrated attack. After Sandora's hyperspace firepower support was in place, the fleet that my sister and I had brought could slowly think of ways to deal with the target. I was very curious about the so-called "damage definition system" and wanted to know how troublesome it was. Thus, I ordered all the Eternal-level main cannons to directly attack the Warsong. The conclusion was that the power was roughly equivalent to a fart …
Regardless of whether it was a single shot of the Galaxy Cannon or a dozen Galaxy Torrents concentrated on a single point, the damage we dealt to the Warsong was exactly the same — a small splash. On the other hand, the damage caused by a single-soldier fighter that desperately rushed outside the Warsong's shield was equally large. The conclusion was that it would be impossible to destroy a starship from the Old Empire era with conventional firepower without tens of millions of cannon fire.
"What did you use to deal with this kind of thing in the Old Empire era?"
I asked with my head lowered as I patted Pandora's head beside me.
Pandora mumbled a few words with a wooden expression. It was Visca who chattered on his behalf. "Normal Apostles would not think about how to destroy their own starship all day long. We only need to think about how to prevent it from being destroyed. However, there is indeed a way. First, we need to think of a way to stop the damage definition system. The planet's battleship's crust is made of conventional armor. Although it is thick, it can still be destroyed by conventional firepower."
I thought about it and felt that it was probably nonsense. Right now, we do not even know the principle of the damage definition system. How can we find a way to interfere with it?
This is the suffering caused by the gap in technology!
A low hum reverberated in the command hall of the Eternal grade. The ground under our feet was trembling slightly. This was the energy feed caused by the forced cooling of the Galaxy Main Cannon after continuous charging. On the holographic image, the Warsong was still quietly floating in the dark space. Its shield seemed to have dimmed a little, but it could be just an illusion. This almost indestructible starship did not launch a counterattack against us. It seemed that it did not feel that more than half of its escorts were dead, and it was full of confidence in its defense system. Of course, it was more likely that the Celestial System Fleet had stalled the starship. It was not easy for it to control the laws of the universe in such a large solar system. But even if the enemy did not counterattack, with the damage definition system, it would be difficult for our conventional artillery to destroy this thing in a short period of time.
"Sis, do you have a way?"
I turned to look at my sister. We had thought from the beginning that conventional artillery would not be effective. My sister came here to use her power to bypass the damage definition system.
My sister furrowed her eyebrows. I could feel an extremely uncomfortable power vibrating around her. It was the power of a curse that could cause a disaster. It was ready to be unleashed.
"I don't know what the starship looks like inside, so it would be troublesome to put a curse on it directly." My sister clenched her fist lightly. The energy around her was increasing rapidly. "But this solar system seems to be useful. Give me a few minutes. Ah Jun, get ready. I might only be able to make its shield disappear for a short while. Then, you will be responsible for making it unable to activate again. "
After my sister said that, she leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes. An aide reported to me that the shuttle that was prepared for landing was in place.
Pandora and Visca left the bridge and went outside to clean up the heavy-assault cruisers that had escaped. Those things posed a great threat to the mothership, so they could not be left alone. My sister and I were in a strange state of silence. The sky was shaking and the earth was shaking, but I had to accompany my sister and doze off.
Alright, not doze off …
Just as I couldn't help but ask, the elder sister finally opened her eyes and took out a few small toys from her body.
It turned out to be a handful of light gold glass beads. It was not strange for my sister to take out such things because she was the 'parent' of all the children in the family. Little Bubble, who was still at the age where she liked toys, would often pester her. Thus, my sister's personal space was filled with many small toys just like mine. These shiny glass beads were used to tease Little Bubble.
"Then, let them be unlucky." My sister's lips curled into a smile. Then, she tossed the five or six glass beads into the air.
Under the guidance of my mental power, these glass beads did not fall to the ground. Instead, they floated in the air, roughly on a flat surface. I felt that they seemed to be stationary, but after careful observation, I realized that some of the beads were rotating on their own. The speed was extremely slow. It would probably take more than ten hours for them to complete one revolution. If it wasn't for my powerful mental power that gave me a similarly powerful observation ability, I might not have noticed this almost imperceptible movement. I looked at this scene curiously. I didn't know what my sister was planning, but the surrounding air was surging with an atmosphere that gave me goosebumps. Some kind of great malice began to be released through these glass beads. My sister reached out and gently touched one of the beads.
At that moment, my gaze swept across the holographic projection on the officer's platform. Then, I saw the most incredible scene: at the edge of the galaxy where the Warsong was anchored, a gray rocky planet seemed to have suddenly collided with something. It suddenly shifted a little to the side, perhaps a few hundred kilometers, and the celestial body's inclination seemed to have changed slightly. These were all very small changes to the naked eye, but they had disastrous consequences. Under the tremendous inertia, the surface of the rocky planet suddenly split open. Like a watermelon that had been smashed by a stone, countless mountain-sized fragments flew into space along the tangent of the planet's original rotation. After a moment, the originally complete planet was completely torn off, revealing a terrifying dark red mantle. Countless large fragments of the crust became synchronized garbage in the planet's orbit, while others rushed into space, flying further and further away.
Such a change of course attracted the attention of the other commanders. The captain of the warship immediately ordered to check the laws of the universe nearby because he suspected that the Warsong was finally preparing to launch an attack, and that the disturbance in the laws of gravity was the first step of the Warsong's attack. However, the feedback from the ship's scanner was confusing: the data showed that the galaxy where the Warsong was anchored was normal. The rocky planets were in a stable gravitational system, and the torn rocky planets were destroyed for no reason.
The captain immediately reported the situation to me, but I only told him to continue to hold his post and ignore the unexplainable things that happened to the enemy, because … it seemed that my sister was starting to show her power.
"Uh, sister …"
I felt cold sweat dripping down my body. I turned to look at my sister. She was using her spiritual power to slowly adjust the position of the other small beads in the air. At first, I was curious about the position of these beads in the air, but now I understood: she was simulating the structure of the galaxy in front of us!
She was constructing a similar celestial system model to let her curse descend on the target. I understood this, but …
How could my sister have such great power!?
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