The number of enemies is increasing rapidly, and our first line of defense is already in name only.
No one would have thought that the Fallen Apostles would push the mothership fleet into the main material plane in such a short period of time. In a situation where their vanguard forces were suffering from saturated attacks, pushing the motherships that could barely evade any artillery fire into the battlefield was an extremely dangerous move. However, reality proved that they did indeed have the capital to take this risk. The number of enemies that appeared in front of the Imperial Army far exceeded their expectations. The combined shield formed by the Fallen Apostles' mothership fleet blocked the army's follow-up attacks for a short period of time. After a short period of charging, the Galaxy Main Cannons filled with the aura of the abyss swept through the asteroid belt like a flood. The entire asteroid belt was instantly smashed into pieces, and nearly two-thirds of the cannons lost their response in the first round of attacks. The remaining cannons could not be controlled due to the powerful interference of psionic energy, so they could only rely on the cannons' own AI to fight on their own.
Without the coordination of the information network, the cannons of the army, which could only display their advantage in a group battle, were quickly defeated. At this time, the Imperial Army's fleet had no choice but to advance ahead of time.
After a short exchange of fire for a few minutes, the entire asteroid belt had been swept clean. The natural celestial bodies floating in space had all turned into elementary particles. As far as the eye could see, the wreckage of the battleships began to pile up. Among them were the army's cannons that had just been destroyed, the wreckage of the Fallen Apostles' vanguard fleet, and the battleships of the Empire's defense forces.
"Your Majesty! We can't suppress it! The rift in the void is expanding! "
Even worse news came from the 'Rangers'. The Fallen Apostles' attack on this world has already exceeded expectations. They are currently creating an enormous rift in the void, and an endless stream of enemies are swarming in through this rift. Not only are we unable to stop this rift from appearing, we are even more unable to slow down its expansion.
The Courtyard of Death system had no choice but to take over. It began to do its best to use mathematical corrections to create trouble for the Fallen Apostles' coordinates. This slightly alleviated the pressure on the frontline soldiers, but the enemy still continued to pour into this world.
"What's going on? Why are there so many?" Sandora could not help but exclaim. "Squad Four, is there a mirror-image ship behind the enemy formation?"
"No mirror-image ship found. All enemy units on the battlefield are real objects. The insignia of the Fallen Emperor Halland has been discovered, as well as at least three other emblems of the emperor. "
"Allied forces, of Halland's remaining troops have joined forces to attack this universe," Sandora said as she slammed the table. "They might have realized that their plan has been exposed and are attacking forcefully!"
Shadora's guess was soon confirmed. The defense forces and Godfather, who were resisting the invasion in the other three worlds, received news that the local invaders suddenly weakened their attacks. Apart from the interference launchers that were still working, the enemy's main battleships were leaving the current world in an orderly manner.
"It's already being done," Shadora replied. "The other armies are doing their best to keep the local invaders here. We don't have to worry about Father's side. None of his enemies can escape. But before that, some of the enemies in the other three worlds have successfully escaped. I'm afraid we'll be in trouble soon."
The attack of the Fallen Apostles might not arrive until a while later, but we could already feel the pressure.
The attack of the Fallen Apostles was crazy. Of course, they had always been crazy, but this time, their madness was different from the past. They did not seem to care about battle damage and tactics. All of the battleships were facing the artillery fire of the Imperial Army. As the attacking side that had been stopped, this kind of tactic would definitely result in at least double the casualties, but they were still advancing wave after wave. On the holographic projection of the bridge, almost all of the visual view had been occupied by the dazzling light and explosive flames. The holographic image was densely packed with little red dots, and it was almost impossible to see the number and formation of the battleships. The mainframe of the ship was about to go crazy. It would broadcast a high-energy response alert almost every few seconds, but this kind of alert seemed to be completely useless now. Even without it telling us, we could already see the high-energy response.
"Mainframe, pay attention to the firepower of the enemy's mothership and ignore the general alert," Sandora said impatiently. "The general alert will now be handed over to the lower command hall to handle."
"The situation doesn't look too good. Shouldn't we call for reinforcements?"
Shallow Shallow looked at me worriedly, occasionally shifting her center of gravity. The artillery fire had yet to reach the Royal Fleet, but the Royal Fleet's battleships had already started to fire from afar. When the three special Galaxy Main Cannons of the Empire Empire Admiral were activated, the tremors would cause people to feel seasick. Shallow Shallow didn't like this kind of tremors.
"The Warlord is already on his way, bringing along the Warsong that can barely walk. That is at least a high-end combat force."
Sandora sighed and said in a low voice.
I connected to the Vengeance Fleet. Immediately, an imposing female voice came from the other side. "Hello, who is it? My surname is Chen! "
That crazy AI remembered that my surname is Chen now …
"How long will it take for you to arrive at the battlefield?" I took a deep breath. "The defensive line is in a critical situation. The number of enemy troops has exceeded our expectations, and their reinforcements are already on their way. It is best that you arrive earlier than them."
"I am still jumping! The Admiral will definitely be able to hold on! This is a piece of cake, a piece of cake! Wait for me to go there and blast those bastards into smithereens. I used to have 765 main cannons … "
I decisively hung up the communication with the Vengeance Fleet and shrugged at Sandora. "To be honest, I don't think they will be able to arrive before the reinforcements of the Fallen Apostles."
The Royal Fleet quickly joined the battle. They had more powerful cannons, better fire-control equipment, and sturdier warships. When the most elite troops of the Imperial Army and the invading army exchanged fire, the enemy's offensive was finally suppressed. The assault fleet had completely left the battlefield. Both sides had entered a state of mutual bombardment by motherships. The small spaceships' mobility on the battlefield was greatly reduced. Pandora and Visca each led a batch of heavy, high-firepower raiding spaceships out of the formation. They wanted to sneak into the dimensional folds and attack the enemy from the side. However, the operation did not go smoothly from the beginning. The Fallen Apostles maintained the highest level of vigilance while they attacked. Pandora reported that the enemy's flank had a shocking number of floating cannons. They had actually used a light aircraft carrier as a frigate.
Fortunately, the leaders were war maniacs like Pandora and Visca. Before they left, they desperately threw at least a thousand tons of warp jump missiles at the floating cannons. Then, they came back with smoke rising from their bodies.
"Multiple infiltration points discovered." When the battle here was in a stalemate, the mainframe of the spaceship suddenly broadcasted an abnormal alarm. "Many void cracks have appeared in this universe. A large number of mass reactions are being generated in space. Estimated to be a full-scale invasion in fifteen minutes."
"F * ck!" Icetis couldn't help but curse. "Motherf * cker, this is crazy! Could it be that they've mobilized all of their trump cards? "
"I'm afraid they have mobilized at least half of their military force," I thought quickly, exhausting my pitiful knowledge. "Half of the Imperial Army has to be stationed in various worlds. It is impossible for them to withdraw all of their forces to deal with this invasion. So, the enemy only needs to mobilize half of their entire military force to suppress us in terms of numbers. But on the other hand, their territory must be abnormally empty at this time. At the very least, I don't believe that after sending out so many fleets, Halland's territory will have many defense forces left …"
"They are not fools. Why would they do such a stupid thing? Aren't they afraid that their territory will be raided? "The elder sister asked in surprise. Sandora shook her head. "Fighting with lunatics is the most troublesome. They aren't afraid of casualties at all. I even suspect that Halland has already been abandoned. He has lost too much of his strength. Belavilla mentioned before that in a sinister organization like the Fallen Apostles, a person who has lost his military power but still occupies a large area of the Heaven will definitely be overthrown. If there is a target with sufficient value in this world, the Fallen Apostles might be able to completely destroy Halland's territory and army. After all, they are being controlled by a mastermind behind the scenes. They have no way to resist."
"The problem is, which part of this world is better …" Shallow Shallow mumbled as she swayed her body. The battleship suddenly shook violently. She lost her balance and almost fell to the ground. "Ahhhh! I've had enough! "
"Prepare to join the battle."
Sandora looked at the red spots on the radar that were spreading at a slow but visible speed. Her voice was low and steady. "No matter what the enemy is trying to do, we just have to fight back."
I glanced at Shallow Shallow and the elder sister. To be honest, I didn't really want them to be the vanguard. However, it seemed that they, including themselves, were already used to going out to fight. Even Shallow Shallow knew how to fly her own fighter jet. The elder sister took out a drawing book that elementary school students often used, and it was even the thicker kind …
Was this the legendary "born in the family of generals, never let go of their armor"? Speaking of which, this saying was correct, right? Although the armor they used was a little strange.
Pandora and Visca had been fighting outside for too long. They had almost wiped out the armory of four regiments. When the two 1.2m firepower maniacs came back, they were steaming hot. They still wanted to go out to fight. Because of this, I had to spread an egg on Visca's face to prove my position. The egg immediately turned to mush. So, now the two short melons were temporarily forced to stay in the flagship to rest. The five Protoss Bar, who had rested enough from the battle in the previous world, had just run to the frontlines. Now, they were chasing after a group of Eternal-class motherships that had broken away from their formation. The reason why this fleet had broken away from the United Shield was because Monina had plotted against them. Monina had used the omnipresent shadows in space to cut off the enemy's perception, causing the fleet to think that they had been teleported to another dimension. As a result, they had mindlessly rushed all the way to the open space.
Shallow Shallow hadn't been on the battlefield for a long time. I really didn't trust her other personality. After all, the irascible Dark Shallow Shallow was unreasonable. She would do anything except kill her own people. But the only one I could restrain was the obedient and sensible normal version of Shallow Shallow. When she turned dark, no one could stop her. The enraged Time Master took a shuttle and directly rushed into space. My sister and I couldn't even keep up with her. She had increased her speed.
Other than Sandora, who had to stay on the flagship to command the battle, the few of us who weren't very useful in commanding had personally stood on the battlefield. Shallow Shallow only rushed to the front. Behind Shallow Shallow, there was a large group of ferocious-looking girls and guys …
The shuttle itself was a very fragile unit. It didn't have a strong shield and was only lightly armed. But Shallow Shallow loved this kind of lightning-fast thing. It was fast and agile. It didn't need complicated navigation. For a lively girl like her who had thousands of ideas in her head, this thing was definitely a treasure. Shallow Shallow had her own shuttle. She painted it in her favorite sky blue. At least for now, it was her favorite sky blue. The moment this little shuttle rushed into the battlefield, it was immediately noticed by the enemy's radar. Then, it received special attention from a group of frigates. It should have been very dangerous, but in reality, you couldn't find anything sturdier than that thing. Because it used time as a shield.
I don't know if it was because of her talent after she mastered the power of time, but Shallow Shallow had a 'timely response' ability that even Tawil couldn't explain. She could grasp any gap in time. As long as something happened, and it happened in the timeline, no matter how short it was, it couldn't escape Shallow Shallow's instincts. She never worried that something would happen too fast for her to react. No matter how fast it was, it was like a still picture in her eyes. This was the most important reason why we were assured to let Shallow Shallow drive the shuttle to the frontline alone.
She could lock onto every attack that was aimed at her, and then spend hours researching how to avoid being hit. During this process, she could even play a couple of games in a row, and when she was bored, she would dodge the incoming cannons or simply nullify them. Then, she would stare blankly for a few minutes on the almost still battlefield, and then think about how to deal with the next cannonball … In any case, as long as it wasn't something too high-level, she would always deal with it this way.
This was a painful truth. In everyone's eyes, Shallow Shallow was full of energy, and she was always quick and agile. But in her heart, she was actually a lazy person. She said it herself. Alright, I'll try to treat it as a joke.
The frigate's rapid cannons didn't take any longer to fire than the trigger of a handgun. But this short amount of time was enough for Shallow Shallow to react countless times. The little shuttle advanced straight through the dense cannons, and all the attacks passed through its body as if they were hitting a shadow. This process seemed like reverse phase, but in reality, it was an instantaneous activation of the 'second gap'. This was Shallow Shallow's ultimate defensive ability. This was simply a monstrous scene. That audacious lass was relying on her limitless "reaction speed" to teleport between the current time and the distorted time. Every teleport probably took less than a billionth of a femtosecond (This could reduce the time difference between the seconds to almost zero). It was impossible to discern with the naked eye, but it was enough to render any attack useless. Those who could control time were truly terrifying. If Sylvia was here, she would probably be turned into a sieve. Even if I used a water cannon, I would still be able to hit that slow mole.
"I'll let you die a splendid death. How about some BBQ?!"
Qian directly charged into the center of a large group of frigates. Just as those Fallen Apostle pilots, who were already somewhat stupefied, were frantically trying to overtake that unkillable shuttle, a sinister voice suddenly rang through all channels. Before the enemies could even react, everything had sunk into chaos.
A large group of black-red enemy ships suddenly stopped firing and froze in the air. Then, blue flames started burning from the inside out. That was the excess psionic energy leaking out from the firepower system, igniting the internal space of the ships. All the routes for the ships to discharge energy to the outside were sealed, and their energy furnaces were unable to extricate themselves from the 'moment of full output'. Shallow Shallow could control multiple timelines of an object, speeding it up, slowing it down, or stopping it. This created an almost limitless number of combinations. For example, she could stop the transmission of psionic energy, but allow it to continue to kill. Under her meticulous control, the little blue shuttle was quickly piled up with hundreds of tightly sealed graves with their insides burning fiercely.
It was like a large field of foxfire floating in space.
She stopped the external movement and energy exchange of the ships, but catalyzed their power and firepower. This was equivalent to completely sealing a boiler and then throwing tons of catalyst into it. This was the combat method that Shallow Shallow preferred after she became more and more familiar with her power. The effect was not just limited to the acceleration and deceleration of time, but also had a high-tech flavor. The darkened version of her announced that this was more 'artistic' than those crude decaying attacks.
The passengers in the abyssal ships would probably have to wait for more than half an hour before they were burned to death. After all, the Fallen Apostles had tenacious vitality, and this was really a long BBQ.
After everything was settled, Qian Qian, who had entered an abnormal state, slowly came back. She had to come back. The enemy's mothership had already noticed the single-person shuttle, which looked like it had been possessed by seven or eight hundred Ultraman and had been smeared with divine oil. At least a few dozen Galactic Missiles were charging in her direction. Qian Qian would not be able to withstand this kind of thing even if she had to detonate twenty tubes of rage.
"I'll be honest. She's darker than the darkest Dark Protoss." Icetis tossed a large hard-shelled book up and down in one hand, and in the other was a war hammer that was emitting a thousand rays of golden light. It looked particularly uncoordinated, as if this female rogue was proficient in all kinds of weapons. "What is she dissatisfied with this world …"
"There are enemies everywhere." My older sister looked worriedly at the chaotic light in the distance. Hidden Blast's final successful ambush against the enemy had caused them quite a bit of trouble. However, it didn't seem to have done much damage. Concentrated high-energy rays and warp warheads silently weaved into a net of fire some distance away from us. My older sister had created a probability zone with herself as the center, and all the firepower aimed at us would be deflected due to various accidents. However, the enemy seemed to be endless. Even if we had top-notch combat strength, it seemed that our usefulness on this battlefield was far too limited.
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