"… I, Sandora Kelvi Ulysses, ruler of the 76th Heaven of the Empire, Emperor Schilling, hereby announce that all defensive lines have collapsed. The 76th Heaven of the original Empire is now disbanded. Today is the third year, 275th day of the New Empire Recovery Era. All members of the Revenge Army, disband … "
Sandora's voice echoed in all frequencies. This was a message sent out through the control core of the Shadow Space, so it passed through the firewall of the Revenge Army that had gone out of control without any obstruction. At this moment, in both worlds, all channels, this simple but world-shaking message had reached the ends of the world.
Revenge Army, disband.
Even though they could no longer be controlled, the most basic command left in the bodies that had gone out of control still existed. That was the last command left behind by their original controller when their souls were separated: Defend the defensive line. But now, this command had been deleted. Her Majesty the Queen had personally announced that the defensive line had collapsed. And so, everything fell apart. The indestructible Psychic Barrier on the control core began to dissipate. In a few minutes, it had become an ordinary metal planet. The dodecahedron had lost its strange reflective mirrors and returned to its rough state. A full-powered blast from the Cannons directly pierced through its outer shell, leaving a hole that was more than a hundred kilometers wide on this machine that was larger than Earth.
The artillery fire in space gradually died down. The Revenge Army that had rushed to the front of the fleet's defensive line began to stop moving. Like a swarm of bees, they suddenly stopped moving. The lights on the surface of countless giant ships gradually dimmed until they became completely silent space sculptures. One by one, the Revenge Army's space fortresses dimmed and fell silent. Then, they began to disintegrate from the inside out.
What happened next was like a slow infection. When the first Revenge Army battleship self-destructed, all of their ships began to burst into dazzling blue sparks. The self-destruction flames were like burning charcoal falling on paper, quickly and efficiently destroying the enemy's defensive line. The stars began to burn, and the enemy's formation began to collapse. The Imperial Army's information link began to transmit the results of the battle. Meanwhile, Sandora and I returned to the exterior of the control core. The guards were still meticulously guarding the place, and space was filled with explosions of all sizes.
It felt as though we had stayed in there for a long time, but as you might not have guessed, we really did stay there for a long time. When we came out, Alaya was almost asleep.
It's really hard for her to be able to sleep anywhere. Little Qijing was used as a pillow. She struggled for a long time but couldn't escape from her angel mother's embrace. She could only look at me with teary eyes.
I woke the drowsy Alaya up, and the latter hugged my arm in a daze. He yawned and returned to his mind. Little Qijing looked around curiously. The Commander Bees had already landed on the surface of the control core that was gradually disintegrating. They were now gathering souls in groups of three. Little Qijing's eyes widened at the overflowing spiritual power in the surroundings. I didn't know what this strange little girl was thinking about. Perhaps she was interested in the souls around her. She was a spiritual parasite, and her perception of souls was no less than the most exquisite Commander Bee. No matter what, she was still my and Alaya's offspring (no mistake about it).
There was a flash of white light next to us, and Olla appeared next to us. She had personally carried the souls of the three warlords, and the latter were temporarily restrained in her crystal wings. PL-15 communicated with the outside world through Olla's crystal wings. His voice sounded emotional as he said, "I can finally see the stars again."
"Do these spaceships have to self-destruct?"
I quickly asked. Looking at the Revenge Army battleships that were constantly turning into huge fireballs in space, I felt my heart ache with a stingy spirit.
"This is their mission. Before the souls were separated, we had already set up the final sequence. Once the defense line collapses, all the guards must self-destruct. The Shiring Apostles will not become captives. Those who fall into the enemy's hands will only be our corpses! "
I let out a long sigh, "But we aren't enemies."
PL-15 awkwardly stopped talking.
The Revenge Army's spaceships had already self-destructed, and there was no way to stop it. This made me feel like I was scratching my heart. Humans were such insatiable creatures. Two days ago, I was still thinking that as long as I could destroy the enemy's army, I would have nothing else to ask for. But now, I was calculating how much scrap metal those battleships were worth. It was just like when you couldn't afford to eat, your goal in life was to be able to fill your stomach with steamed buns. When you could fill your stomach with steamed buns, your goal in life was to be able to drink and eat meat. By the time you drank and ate meat, you would have to go to the hospital every two or three days — — you would have to stop eating and lose weight again. Life was a circle full of philosophy … The main reason was that I felt depressed as I watched the massive battleships self-destruct in front of me. I urgently needed to adjust my mood.
"The control core is starting to collapse!"
Shallow Shallow's call through our mental connection brought me back to my senses. At this moment, the Leader Bees were almost done with their work. All the souls of the Revenge Army had been properly preserved by them. These magical, crystal-winged automatons floated in the air, the diamond-shaped wings on their backs glowing with a brighter blue light than usual. They looked like a flock of fireflies flying in formation. Beneath our feet, the control core armor that had lost its luster was trembling slightly, and dazzling sparks kept appearing on the ground in the distance. It seemed that this place would collapse under its own gravity in a few minutes.
Sandora and I led the other guards away from the control core of the shadow space that was gradually collapsing. We teleported to the bridge of the Empire Admiral. The other escort ships had already returned to the celestial system fleet. Sives was methodically giving out orders to prepare for the fleet to leave this space that was about to collapse.
I noticed that Sandora was still in low spirits. I lightly squeezed her hand. It was ice-cold.
She had frozen in space just now.
"I'm fine." Sandora rested her head on my shoulder. Her voice sounded calm, as though her disappointment had passed. "I had already accepted all of this when I knew that the Old Empire had collapsed. The 76th Heaven Zone had already been removed from my heart since then. Now, I just feel that I have personally announced this matter … My emotions are a little strange. I feel a little relieved, but also a little disappointed. "
I didn't know what to say at this moment. I could only rub her hair and said out of the blue, "Think on the bright side. If the old doesn't go, the new won't come …"
Big Sister punched the back of my head. "If you really can't think of anything good to say, then don't say it!"
I was speechless.
"The shadow space is starting to shrink!" Sives reported loudly, saving me from my awkwardness. Everyone immediately looked at the star map and realized that the area shown on it was shrinking rapidly. Many celestial bodies and the remnants of the Revenge Army's battleships were mysteriously disappearing. This was a sign that the shadow space was dissipating. Without the control of information, this space that was built entirely on the foundation of information entanglement would be 'formatted' in a short period of time due to the cancellation of information. To put it more accurately, it was' digesting itself '. Now, this shadow space, which was as large as the entire universe, was showing the early signs of the control core collapsing. Its size was decreasing rapidly, and its data was evaporating.
"Psionic Death Star's power is fully activated. Requesting a 'floating' code … Connection successful. Miriya, pull us out!"
When the starry sky in my direct vision dimmed to the point that there were large patches of abnormal shadows, the Psionic Death Star finally finished warming up its engine. I immediately connected to the Divine Fog Base and sent a navigation request to Miriya, who was waiting for orders.
The moment the teleportation began, my gaze swept over a set of numbers on the holographic projection.
43 hours and 25 minutes.
I was speechless.
"Ah Jun, what's wrong?" Sandora noticed that something was wrong with my expression and immediately asked me out of concern.
Should I be honest with her that I was so overpowered as a side character that I had worked so hard to complete the mission, only to receive such a lackluster mission completion time?
Who in the world would write that sentence without any punctuation?
"Phew, it's over." I shook my head and gently squeezed Sandora's soft hand. The next second, the stars in front of me spun, and the scenery of the real world appeared before me again.
"The Celestial System Fleet has completed teleportation. Load is good. Gravitational isolation system is in continuous operation. "
In order to prevent this unprecedentedly large fleet, which was strong enough to tear apart a star system with its gravitational force, from crashing into the Mobrador System the moment it completed teleportation, we chose to "float up" at the original outpost position far away from Mobrador. There used to be a primordial cloud of dust here, but of course, it was now cleaner than anywhere else.
On one of the surveillance screens on the officer's platform, a string of numbers was still refreshing at times. Our gaze couldn't help but focus on it. We watched as the numbers gradually stopped scrolling from large to small, and finally became an ordinary bright blue line.
"Shadow space activity terminated. Information output is zero," the mainframe reported emotionlessly. "The Revenge Army's response has disappeared."
"Let's go." My sister walked over and gently pressed on the depressed Sandora's shoulder. "At least you have brought your people out. We have to send them to the Shadow City to be dealt with properly. Also, we have to return to Mobrador to meet the little hero. There are many things to arrange."
Sandora nodded wordlessly and ordered the fleet to separate. The Celestial System Fleet prepared to retreat to the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community, while the Empire Royal Fleet advanced to the defense circle of the Mobrador System. After ten minutes of silent travel, the small solar system that had just experienced an epic event appeared on our star map again.
Countless battleship wreckages floated in the sky above the solar system's defense circle. One could only imagine how intense the battle had been in the past few hours. Many of the battleship wreckages were in a state of radioactive destruction from the inside out. They were the Revenge Army's battleships that had self-destructed. Behind these statues made of twisted metal that exuded a desolate atmosphere was the Divine Fog Star that was burning like a sun.
My sister and I took a deep breath at the same time. Although Qian Qian didn't know what was going on, when she saw us taking a deep breath, she took a deep breath too. Then, I exclaimed, "What's going on?!"
The Divine Fog Star had been ignited!
"Scanning," Xi Wei said anxiously. "The Divine Fog Star base is in good condition. The outposts in the star are unharmed. No one reported this incident, so it doesn't seem to be the Revenge Army's doing … Wait, I found a piece of information. It's a low priority, but it's delayed. The one who ignited the Divine Fog Star was … the Holy Pope?! Your Majesty, the one who ignited the Divine Fog Star was a Mobrador! "
"Huh? Did he eat too much? " I heaved a sigh of relief, but the next breath was stuck in my throat. While I was puzzled, I looked at the giant burning planet on the holographic projection. My heart was pounding.
The Divine Fog Star was originally a gray planet with a thick atmosphere, but now it was no longer recognizable. It was now a giant orange-red fireball. Its atmosphere had probably evaporated, or it had been used as fuel in the moment of combustion. Flames and ionizing storms that were several kilometers high occasionally roared across its dazzling surface, just like the wind and clouds above the sun. In fact, it wasn't just my feeling, it was the truth.
The scanning results showed that the Divine Fog Star had really become a celestial body similar to the sun. It was originally a gas giant composed of nitrogen, helium, and hydrogen, and its planetary structure was an endless supply of nuclear fuel. In the depths of the Divine Fog Star, near the star's core, low-intensity nuclear reactions had never stopped. It was just that this process had been sped up countless times, and this giant nuclear fuel star had been ignited, starting to burn itself like a star. Fortunately, our planetary core hive was unharmed, and the outposts that hid a large number of monsters were also fine. The Empire facilities didn't have to worry about such high temperatures.
A batch of transport ships rushed towards the burning Divine Fog Star, passing through the turbulent ocean of nuclear reactions and bringing out Miriya, the Mainframes, and the monsters from the Land of Fantasy, who were waiting for reinforcements. Meanwhile, I connected to the Church of Firmament.
"Great Sage, your triumphant return has filled this universe with glory."
The moment the communication was connected, the first thing the masked Holy Pope did was to flatter me. However, I had to admit that his flattery skills were really lacking. Not only was it awkward to listen to him, but the more I listened, the more awkward it became. I felt that if this happened on Earth, any second-in-command of a village enterprise would be more professional than him. Of course, there probably wasn't any second-in-command of a village enterprise that could light up a giant planet into a sun.
"Stop with the nonsense. First, explain what happened to the Divine Fog Star." I waved my hand and interrupted the Pope's blabbering. Logically speaking, apart from being a little chuunibyou, this person was actually not bad. He was loyal and obedient, but he had a one-track mind and was a little detached from reality. However, his behavior this time was a little inexplicable. How much gutter oil did he have to eat for him to take things so hard? What was the point of lighting up such a huge light bulb in front of his own home?
"As you can see, we have ignited this giant planet that contains a large amount of nuclear fuel," the Pope said. Uncle Zaku, who appeared on the screen with him, kept making faces at the side. He bared his teeth at us and asked, "Is that lass Miriya alright? How is she doing? Do you guys give a reward to such a war hero … "
I watched as Uncle Zaku was elbowed out of the screen by the Holy Pope. Only then did the Pope continue his topic, "Of course, this kind of ignition is only temporary. The Divine Fog Star isn't a real star after all. Its structure is only similar to that of the sun. Its mass and core pressure are far from enough for the thermonuclear reaction to continue. It will probably regain its equilibrium in a few hundred years."
"I'm asking why you ignited this thing," I said impatiently.
"Mobrador needs a group of heroes. A group of heroes that can walk out from them and inspire the entire race." The Holy Pope didn't seem to answer my question directly, but instead brought up another topic.
However, this time, he didn't keep me in suspense. Before I could speak, he had already taken the initiative to explain, "The ordinary citizens of Mobrador don't know the real situation at the frontline. They also don't know how the rebels were stopped. I have discussed with Zaku and felt that this could be a good opportunity to set up an idol for our race, which is severely lacking in a heroic image."
"Yes, we have ignited the Divine Fog Star. This is the most astonishing thing that the ancient weapons in the hands of the Mobrador civilization can do. For this, the ancient weapons that the church has built in the past three hundred years are almost all used up."
"But this is worth it. When the image of the Divine Fog Star burning was transmitted to the three main planets through the synchronous communication devices that you left behind, our citizens were indeed motivated, although we don't know how long this motivation will last."
I had already gotten the gist of what he was saying. I couldn't help but rub my nose, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "In other words, you announced to the public that you have organized a group of heroic Mobrador warriors. These heroic warriors have gone through many hardships, braved the flames of war, and with courage and love, they have avoided the enemy's obstruction. Finally, at the last moment when the defense line was about to be broken, they threw the super bomb that gathered the world's strongest power into the giant planet that contains endless nuclear fuel, causing it to explode into a sun. Then, they stopped the enemy's attack on the solar system's defense line. Am I right?"
Uncle Zaku squeezed in from outside the screen and elbowed the Pope, sending him flying. "Wow, are the saints really omniscient and omnipotent? How did you know? "
I smirked in disdain. My nose almost reached the sky. "Hollywood is already tired of this plot. If you want, I'll find you some old DVDs from Sicaro. You can watch it without repeating it until the end of June next year!"
My sister also smiled and added, "And to be honest, although you have caused quite a ruckus, the temperature on the surface of the star really can't stop the Revenge Army. You should also know that the Empire's outposts in the Divine Fog Star are not afraid of being 'ignited'. How can the enemy ships outside be afraid?"
"We thought that we could at least be of some help." Uncle Zaku scratched his nose in embarrassment. "But the little girl named Bubble did say that we were wasting time. She didn't even bother to evacuate any of the outposts. At that time, I felt that things were going to go against our wishes. But how should I put it? We had to do something. Even if it was just a fashion show, we had to cheer up our civilization. We had to let the people know that they have a hero who can fight alongside the saints …"
Zaku's tone was still as carefree as before, and he even mocked this effort as a "farce". However, this didn't stop me from thinking things through. For the weak Mobrador civilization, was it really as simple as a "farce" to ignite this planet at the frontlines of war?
Putting the outcome aside, they had probably really carried out a heroic journey.
Thus, for the first time, Sandora spoke to the Mobradorian with a serious expression, "The mission was completed well. The Mobrador warriors who participated in the operation will be rewarded by the Empire."
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