Thousands of small unmanned combat aircraft that jumped directly from the Protos aircraft carrier gathered in front of the gradually brightening energy-gathering crystal of the "Galaxy" like an angry swarm. They completely gave up conventional attacks and instead used themselves as bombs.
, and collided head-on with the light group that was spitting out violent energy.
At this moment, I admitted that Poulos was a genius - he could actually think of such a surprise attack tactic.
The experimental energy skimmer is still in a cooling state. The CD of the anti-phasing device, the ultimate invincible device, is even longer than that of the energy skimmer. The charge of the Galaxy main gun is on the verge of saturation. In the face of thousands of suicide attacks, the CD is even longer than that of the energy skimmer.
In the continuous collision between man and machine, the huge energy light group is gradually losing its stability, and this is not over yet. As the halos under the aircraft carriers continue to flash, more carrier-based interceptors break through the space and jump in front of our main guns.
, in just a few seconds, tens of thousands of small drones have gathered there!!
How much of this kind of stuff can this aircraft carrier carry? You bastard! Isn’t it illegal for you to overload?!
If there are any shortcomings in a terrifying giant battleship like the Eternal Class, its most powerful "Galaxy" main gun will become one of its weaknesses. Because of the huge psionic energy interference in the energy gathering stage, the energy gathering area is the entire battleship.
The only place that cannot be covered by the psionic shield, but then again - who the hell can think of such a bastard tactic of hitting the enemy's muzzle one second before firing!!
Well, Pross thought of it...
Originally, such flaws were naturally expected by Xiling's war engineers. They also set up a series of stabilizing devices near the energy-gathering crystal of the galaxy to prevent the main gun from "exploding" due to external strikes during the charging process. However,
Any stabilization device has its upper limit. No matter how awesome the energy control core is, it cannot withstand the joint self-destruction of ten thousand fighter jets - not to mention that the things made by Protos are not just decorations.
"Warning, the 'Galaxy' energy-gathering crystal is interfered by unknown energy, the charging stability is declining, the nether energy shield fails to activate, and an emergency stop will be initiated after three seconds..."
Everything is complicated to say, but it all happened in a flash. The enemy's three aircraft carriers have been holding back their efforts to build aircraft since the beginning of the war. Although I don't know what their original tactics were, but now the opponent's desperate attack is indeed
It worked, and the alarm sound of the mothership's main engine gradually became louder and louder, and the huge light group at the front of the galaxy was about to lose control completely.
However, I don’t have much worry on my face. As the empire’s longest-serving high-tech flagship with the most stable performance, the Eternal-class design is so perfect that any unexpected situation has been avoided by generations of original designers.
We have taken into account that even if the main gun loses control, it also has an emergency stop setting - although that will cause the entire main gun to be unable to start again in the next 3 hours, and even if the emergency stop does not work, we also have local space dissociation
This last resort: the entire "Galaxy" system operates in a modular manner. It is designed to automatically jump away from the hull in the most emergency situation. We still have time to throw the entire "Galaxy" away one millisecond before the main gun explodes.
Go to a different space, but then the mighty and majestic Eternal Level will be completely destroyed...
Well, I don't intend to use the above two methods this time. As this is the first battle with the opponent, what we need is an absolute victory. We must use all methods to leave the impression that "the empire is invincible" to the opponent, even if it only involves losing one person.
A main gun is not within the scope of our consideration.
With a gloomy face, I watched the overwhelming drones on the holographic projection flying around the light clusters of the galaxy like flies, and then I stamped my feet vigorously.
In an instant, I disappeared on the bridge.
The universe... you are so majestic, the brilliant Milky Way, flowing... Oh my God!
I finally felt a bit poetic, but a drone exploded beside me. Although it didn't cause any damage to me due to the existence of the mental shield, it succeeded in scaring me.
Forget it, next time I'll find an uninhabited asteroid to take me to recite poetry, work is more important now.
Our current location is ten meters above and behind the main cannon of the Galaxy, and thousands of Protos drones are blooming brightly in front of us.
Although we are hundreds of thousands of kilometers apart, I know that with Protos’s technology, it would be easy for Protos to see a hair on my head. Therefore, even if the urge in my heart to rush up and box with these fighters is overwhelming, I still try to suppress it.
Come down and try to make a majestic expression with a sinking face. At this time, except for the image, everything is just a cloud!
Suddenly appeared in the sky above the ultimate main gun that was about to explode, and I watched 10,000 unmanned fighter planes crash into the huge energy light group at my feet. My amazing move immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield, and I was on the ship.
Zeratul on the bridge almost screamed. He thought I was going crazy. He had seen the power of that main gun just now. Just by sweeping it, it could turn Protos into an advanced fleet that he was proud of.
Because of a series of space fireworks, and now the man called the Emperor of the Empire... he doesn't plan to be buried with his fleet, right?
"Don't show surprise," Qian Qian, who has a spiritual connection with me and is familiar with my special abilities, has already guessed my plan. With a slight upward curve at the corner of her mouth, she gave Zeratul a cold sideways glance, "
It's just a game to him."
At this moment, under my feet, the huge starlight has expanded to the extreme, and the light group on the verge of collapse is crumbling like a bubble, trembling constantly. I had previously ordered the termination of the emergency stop of the Galaxy main gun and other defensive measures, so
Everything was just as Pross hoped, the Eternal-class main gun was out of control.
The collapse effect of the huge nether energy caused the beautiful flame to suddenly shrink until it was no longer the size of a basketball. Then, as the surrounding space was slightly distorted, dazzling white light spurted out from under my feet.
It's now!
Perhaps many people would not have imagined that the moment before the light of the "Galaxy" is about to erupt is also the moment when it is most easily controlled. As long as I seize this moment of less than one second, I can...
Stretching out my right hand easily and freely, I stared at the sudden expansion of light under my feet with an indifferent expression. Then, as if it was suddenly absorbed by a black hole, the brilliant ball of light that had expanded to a radius of nearly half a kilometer twisted violently, forming a huge
It has the shape of a funnel, and the tip of the funnel is in the palm of my hand.
Let me show you what a humanoid energy skimmer is - by the way, can this thing be called a star-absorbing method?
While quickly releasing the huge energy into the void plane using my own abilities, I thought in a playful way.
After a while, all the out-of-control energy erupting from the front end of the main gun was guided into different time and space by me, and the last remaining energy was compressed into a small ball of light, floating quietly in my hand.
Both the enemy and ourselves fell into silence.
Although I can't see it, I guess the expression on Pross's face must be quite wonderful now. He probably doesn't understand what spiritual energy is, let alone what kind of golden finger it is to nullify the ability attack. He can use it with one hand.
The super laser, which was enough to annihilate thousands of Protos battleships, turned into an apple-sized ball of light. This power was definitely beyond his imagination.
I casually crushed the inconspicuous energy ball in my hand, and my huge mental power suddenly expanded, invading the enemy fleet's communication system without any hindrance, and even roared in the minds of each of them.
The mental invasion method learned from Dora does not require too advanced skills. Basically, it can be effective as long as the mental power is strong enough. Of course, since I am not a professional soul stealer like Sandora, I am afraid that Pros and his
Soldiers will suffer from tinnitus and insomnia for a long time.
"Protoss," I said, copying my thoughts directly into those of the Tal'darim, "I'm running out of patience."
Witnessing this scene with my own eyes can be described as sensational. The impact on those Tal'darim members was definitely several times more thrilling than if they had to endure half an hour of bombardment from the Imperial Army. This kind of strange and powerful power
The power has exceeded their understanding of the limits of life so far - maybe the Zerg master is strong enough to survive for a while under similar artillery fire, but there is no creature in the universe that can be wiped out with one hand like this
The huge energy that is enough to destroy the entire fleet, one person's power can reach this point... So how powerful should the entire mysterious "Xiling Empire" be?!
Unsurprisingly, the Tal'darim fleet finally chose to retreat. Although the Protoss were not afraid of death, not being afraid of death was one thing. Fighting a completely irresistible enemy without thinking was not what a qualified warrior should have.
quality.
Compared with the arrogance and prowess when it first appeared, the current Tal'darim fleet is really in an extremely embarrassing state.
The plasma shields of all battleships have been wiped out by the imperial artillery fire. The armor of each ship is covered with obvious traces of melting. Those Xiling soldiers who are responsible for the assault and harassment mission even rely on their own mobility advantages without cooling.
, in a wicked way, he used the psionic beam to write on the shell of the enemy's large battleship "XX is here for a trip", "Pork stewed with vermicelli is the king of the world", "K City's urban management are all pigs" and other various orders.
I am speechless and choked with words. I wonder what kind of expression these unlucky Tal'darim members will show when they see these things written in various interstellar languages when they return to their base to repair the spacecraft.
Anyway, now when I look at their retreating figures, I feel a vicissitude that penetrates into my bones.
Since I didn't want to start a full-scale war with the entire Protos race, I didn't kill the entire opponent's fleet. If their leader still had some thinking ability, he should know what choice to make now. After all, he was here.
It is always good to retain a point of strength against the Zerg in the sector.
After returning to the bridge again, I came to Zeratul.
"Considering humanitarian considerations, I have put their leader back, but next time, I will directly go to war against the entire Protos race."
"Thank you for your kindness, mighty Emperor Xiling."
Zeratul's eyes flashed with light, and finally he lowered his head to me. For a warrior, a strong man is always worthy of respect, and what is even more worthy of respect is that this strong man also has a broad mind. In other words,
Anyone who can let go of his enemies for humanitarian reasons in a space war can be said to be broad-minded - even though Lilina has been muttering in the spiritual connection that I am a hopeless bad person.
Come on, how can that sinister Priestess who thinks about people all day long understand my great plan! Our goal is to make the entire Protos tribe willingly go to the empire's test bed and help me write the test report.
Wait...ahem, I spilled the beans...
"You have something to say?"
I noticed that Zeratul had always been hesitant to speak, so I couldn't help but ask curiously. Maybe it was a matter of natural communication habits. The Protoss were really not very good at hiding their emotions in front of strangers, even if they were separated by a person.
Mask, Uncle Z almost wrote the words "I have something to say" on his face.
"Yes, the Emperor of the Xiling people," Protos continued to maintain his awkward way of addressing me, "I am wondering about Tal'darim's actions this time."
"Huh? What's wrong? Aren't they always so exclusive... Well, I got this information from a human friend of mine. He has had many interactions with you."
Zeratul immediately used his imagination to help me tell my lie: "You are talking about my close friend Renault? He is indeed a person who can always get himself involved in all kinds of troubles..."
I didn’t expect Uncle Z to have a sense of humor, or has Renault really become the second most unlucky group after the Kamijou boy from another world?
"The Tal'darim are indeed a group of very xenophobic and extreme religious fanatics," Zeratul criticized his own people without hesitation, "but they should not be blind to this extent, because you landed on Protos
Tens of thousands of warships were dispatched to threaten an abandoned planet, especially for a strange force that had just arrived in this area and had never done anything except deal with the Zerg. It is not our Proto to take the initiative to provoke a dispute.
I am suspicious of the way the Sri Lankan race behaves... They have been bewitched by some kind, some kind of bewitchment that is extremely detrimental to you..."
I have to say that Uncle Z is a very suitable person for telling ghost stories. When he told the story in his low and slow tone, which was originally a dull story, it gave me the same feeling as watching The Ring at midnight.
Similar.
I rubbed my eyebrows with my index finger, not bothering to think about similar troublesome things, and muttered in a low voice: "Let him go, anyway, I am not good at dealing with conspiracies, and it is impossible for some people's conspiracies to deal with the imperial army."
The exploration on the Pimple Planet did not take much time. Everything here has been destroyed beyond recognition by the Zerg. There is really not much value left for investigation, except for the collection of several brand-new Zerg samples and some research on Protos architecture.
Apart from the information, we didn’t gain much.
Before the last batch of landing troops returned to the mothership, several druids among them followed Lilina's instructions and planted the green innocuous plant at the equator of the planet that was lovingly dedicated by the Goddess of Life and improved with great concentration by the Priestess.
Pollution pesticide, the magical seed named "Cockroach Buster No. 1" by Lilina, although it is not yet complete, this brand-new plant containing the power of life is enough to purify the remaining insect influence on this planet.
Within a month or two, this place will become a lush star of life, and the ecosystem here will be rebuilt. All the Zerg corpses and the insect moss they secrete will become the nutrients needed to rebuild everything. In fact
On the surface, just a few hours after the druids planted the seeds, under the urging of the divine power of life, a small green flower gradually bloomed on the surface of the Pimple Star, and this "flower" continues to bloom.
The speed visible to the naked eye is rapidly expanding to the surface of the entire planet. Through the observation equipment on the spacecraft, we witnessed with our own eyes a vibrant green vine quickly breaking out of the ground and growing into a large lush plant in a short period of time.
The magnificent sight of constantly decomposing the remains of the Zerg and covering the entire earth with green. The power of the Protoss is enviable, and the hard work Lilina put in in cultivating this seed cannot be denied.
"This... this is truly a miracle of life! I have never been so touched by the scene before me as I am today..." Zeratul looked at the rapidly growing vines on the screen, almost lying on the projector.
His voice trembled, and a strong emotion touched by life seemed to stir up the warrior's strong heart, making him even incoherent, "Life has been reborn! Hope is gushing out!! Powerful emperor, I want to express my gratitude to you
Salute! I admit that I had a wrong first impression of your empire... You are powerful saviors, not as dangerous as I first thought... I salute you!"
In other words, do we actually have to rely on Lilina, a pseudo-loli with a sinister and vicious tongue, to restore our image?
In addition, Uncle Z, you are not calm anymore...
"We have been monitoring the balance of the world for a long time," the playful Qianqian pretended to be a savior. "It is our innate mission to save the innocent and judge the guilty.
, whoever disturbs the balance of the world will be annihilated by the Empire into ashes, but in the face of unfortunate innocents, we don’t mind shouldering the burden of redemption.”
Qianqian, you will make Dingdang have nothing to eat.
"We are still cultivating this kind of seed," I knocked Qian Qian's head to tell her to stop pretending to fool Uncle Z, and took out a few green glittering seeds, "It was blessed by the goddess of life and has
To purify unclean life and rebuild the function of the planet, these seeds can be regarded as our meeting gift - except for those fanatical Tal'darim elements, we are happy to become friends with every race in the world."
Facing these "extremely precious" treasures that I suddenly took out, Zeratul immediately showed a surprised look. Presumably in his opinion, these things should be regarded as sacred objects that the entire race will defend to the death. How can it be like now?
Just take it out of your pocket and give it away casually - and what are those two dark things mixed in it?
I awkwardly picked out the chocolate beans and stuffed them to Lilina who was dangling next to me, and then said with great care: "This is a proof of our friendship to the Protos family, although today I am talking to one of you
The heretical tribe had an unpleasant encounter, but I still hope that we can become friends."