"Kill them!! Kill them! Kill them!! The general will win! Kill whoever you want!!"
A crazy voice shouted wildly in the public channel. The huge and noisy information storm almost made people dizzy. It was hard for me to imagine that a ship-based AI could be so noisy. At this moment of confusion,
There were more than a dozen dark red energy beams piercing the darkness around us, creating a series of ripples on Sandora's nether energy shield.
The enemy can't hear this kind of noise on their own channel. Their escort fleet is still sparing no effort to kill the four of us... Oh, now the number of Asida sisters who lack combat should be six. Since we are always on
Moving quickly around the wreckage area, the enemy did not dare to use the main guns of the mothership. However, more and more individual fighters and assault ships were gathering together. Not only were they strengthening the defense of the wreckage, but they also used fire suppression to push us away step by step.
Here, the combat effectiveness of the Pandora sisters is indeed strong, but in this case, they do not dare to fight against a fleet. Even Sandora's mental control is powerless in the face of so many enemies. If we can persist, the enemy will not dare to fight.
In addition to using powerful weapons, the super shield of the leader-level apostle and the continuous space jumps of the Asida sisters were used to save lives.
"Damn it, can we just withdraw!?"
Shandora looked unwillingly at the other half of the wreckage that was already close at hand but could no longer get even half a step closer and said angrily that although the situation was critical now, it would be no problem to escape at the last moment. With sisters Asida here,
The enemy's space jammer shouldn't be able to stop us, but this operation seems to be really going to fall short.
I glanced at the opposite side of the extremely distant firefighting line, hundreds of thousands of kilometers apart. Even with super strong senses, I couldn't see the emperor's position. I could only see a group of blurry light spots flashing in that direction. That was
The warring fleets of the Imperial Army and the Fallen Apostles were struggling to survive, while Visca's crazy shipboard AI was still shouting incoherent slogans.
"I didn't expect that even that crazy host would get angry at this time. It's a pity that 'she' can't help at all at this time."
I shook my head dumbfounded. After all, it was just a remnant of the spacecraft with only the escape tower left. "She" was screaming wildly at this time, which made me feel helpless and sad.
However, I soon discovered that there was something wrong with Sandora's face. Looking along her line of sight, a very inconspicuous white spot seemed to be approaching quickly, and the shouts in the public channel seemed to be getting clearer.
.
"Charge! Charge! Fight for the general, bastards! Kill those bastards and bitches! Long live us! Long live us!"
Is it that crazy host? Ya actually rushed over? Ya actually broke through tens of thousands of kilometers of fire blockade and got in front of us?
"Your Majesty!" Sivis's urgent message suddenly came in, "We have lost the 'Cathedral Spaceship'. It suddenly blew up the restraint base of the Imperial Admiral just now. We don't know where it went!"
"Don't worry, I think I've seen that thing," I stared blankly at the escape tower that had enlarged from a small white dot the size of a sesame seed to a vaguely visible outline. Even the Imperial Admiral was unable to track her.
"The trajectory of this thing means that this thing probably did not cross the line of fire along the normal route. "The time-travel jumping device of this thing is really powerful."
"The escape tower of the mothership was originally designed to break through all forms of blockades and protect leaders from safely escaping from the battlefield." Sandora also looked at the white spacecraft that kept approaching. "It can pass through the interference zone and fail.
Unexpected, just...what does this crazy AI plan to do?"
Viska tried to establish contact with the escape tower that had rushed into the Fallen Apostles' defense line and gradually attracted the attention of the enemy. However, her efforts were ignored. The host in the escape tower seemed to be completely in chaos and refused to accept all external communications.
——It is also possible that she accepted it but "she" could no longer hear clearly. "She" was just galloping wildly in the hail of bullets, shouting crazily on every identifiable channel.
"Attack! We are under attack! The escort fleet goes up, the fortress ship goes up! The logistics ship also goes up to this ship!"
"What's going on on the flank! Why don't you respond to our ship's orders!"
"Aha, it's over, our flank is over! The Third Fleet, the Third Fleet, charge this ship! The general is waiting for you on the front line! Full firepower!"
"Second Fleet, Second Fleet responded to my ship's order, you are offline!"
"This formation is under attack, the flagship is on fire! The flagship is on fire! The armor layer has been penetrated, and this ship cannot detect where the shield generator is! What are you all doing? Why don't you obey the order!"
"First Fleet, Second Fleet, Third Fleet, Logistics Team, Fortress Echelon, respond to this ship! Get to the combat position, quickly, quickly, the enemy is attacking the general's property, bastards, bastards, little bastards, you are all tmd
where!!"
"It has returned to 700,000 years ago..." Sandora suddenly grabbed my arm, and her deep voice sounded in the spiritual connection, "It is still directing the battle 700,000 years ago..."
But there are no soldiers left to respond to "her" orders. The First Fleet and the Second Fleet that "she" keeps calling are right here, this wreckage stretching for hundreds of thousands of kilometers.
The fallen apostle's battleship was in a daze at first because of the escape tower that suddenly came over. However, after discovering that this small spaceship, which was only a few hundred meters long, did not bring reinforcements, it immediately reacted and began to turn its guns to attack the escape tower.
When the first jump missile exploded into a firework on the shield, the shipboard AI in the escape tower stopped in confusion, and then seemed to suddenly understand something.
"I understand, it seems that the enemy has already attacked."
Continuous energy beams began to bombard the psionic shield of the escape tower. As the strongest compartment of the entire flagship, the shield of the escape tower was specially made and had extremely high resistance to any attack. Therefore, under such intensive bombing
It was not broken for a moment, but it was already flickering violently. The flash produced by the overload of the shield generator quickly traveled along the central axis of the escape tower, and its flight posture was knocked crooked in an instant.
, it seems that the attitude adjustment engine has lost control.
"Corem! Ash! Deathstroke! Respond to this ship's call!"
"She" responded with more attacks from the fallen apostle. After a few violent flashes, the escape tower's shield finally collapsed. Its shield generator emitted thick smoke, and several armor plates were blown away.
, at the critical moment, the shipboard AI activated the spacecraft's avoidance system, narrowly escaping the enemy's next attack.
Pandora and Viska had already turned the muzzles of their positional guns and began to bomb nearby enemies with all their strength, trying to create a buffer zone for the escape tower to escape. Sandora and I tried to escape directly with emperor-level permissions.
Tower control system, but the latter turned a deaf ear to our communication orders: the spacecraft built by Viska did not have a module that responded to the emperor's orders at all, and the only superior order recognized by the escape tower was the general.
But the ship-based AI can no longer hear the voice of its general. Many facts show that its external scanning device has been completely confused, and it has no idea what is going on around it. Now the only thing the ship-based AI can see seems to be that
The wreckage that is about to be moved away by the fallen apostle - it has been adjusting its posture in that direction.
More and more black warships adjusted their artillery to the shooting angle. Countless fire control radars were locked on one point, and the noise caused roared within the range of his mental induction. Viska rushed to the top of the escape tower.
She tried to violently destroy its entrance, but the fierce gunfire blocked her movement and completely shattered the escape tower's asteroid alloy shield, which was dozens of times stronger than any kind of battleship armor. The latter was emitting thick smoke.
, fifty percent of the mechanical structure of the whole body has been exposed, and it patrolled the battlefield crookedly until it was confirmed that no soldiers responded to its voice, and then suddenly sent out a sharp whistle on all channels——
"Everyone get up! Get up! Keep fighting!! This ship knows that you are finished, you have been destroyed, but now the general wants you to get up and keep fighting!! Is there anyone else that can be heard? Is there anything that can be activated? As long as there is energy
Everyone, get up, charge, rush forward, and bring victory back! Trash, we must also be a pile of valuable trash!"
"If you are not trash, then use all means to smash those robbers!"
"charge--"
I think this was the last statement of the crazy shipboard AI after it went crazy. I even seemed to have seen it being blown to pieces by concentrated fire a few seconds later. However, the first explosion happened at the fallen apostle.
In battle.
A dazzling fireball expanded one kilometer away, and the flames engulfed a black enemy aircraft carrier. Then countless flashes of light appeared on the battlefield, appearing from places that would never appear - on top of those huge wrecks.
That was the flash of the battleship engine. This battlefield that stretched for hundreds of thousands of kilometers was covered with debris. Some of them were caused by the war just now, but most of them were fragments after the ruined planet disintegrated. These fragments were huge.
, most of them maintain intact structures. They are the Legion of Destruction that was completely annihilated 700,000 years ago. When the shipboard AI of the escape tower issued the final call, these were already in pieces. From common sense, they were simply scrap metal.
The iron wreckage of the warship suddenly started up, and their remaining energy furnaces squeezed out the last bit of power to push these huge tattered bodies to move, as if they were rotting corpses standing up again from the corpse-strewn battlefield after dying in battle, dragging
The stumbling steps began to rush towards their enemies.
"Is this your speed!? Do you still want to save your energy for returning?! Charge! Burn your energy furnace, burn your engine, burn everything you can! Before you are finished,
Drag everyone with you and burn them to ashes!"
Millions of warship wreckage began to move at a faster speed. Their armor was in tatters, their shields were completely destroyed, and even their engines were incomplete. Some motherships even had only one auxiliary nozzle that could still work, and they could only move their bodies slowly like an old man.
They were twisted and embarrassed, like a group of walking corpses wrapped in tattered leather, constantly disintegrating while flying, and falling into ruins. They crossed the fire blockade, faced the enemy's artillery, and passed by their own without hesitation.
The comrades from 700,000 years ago who were completely unable to move despite their efforts to activate, began to charge towards every target on this battlefield hundreds of thousands of kilometers deep, and then, huge explosions began to sweep across the entire battlefield.
"That's it, that's it, ah, this ship can feel the storm-like energy around it. It's all over, it's all over. Let's jump into the same grave and drink this drink! The General's property is in front.
Very clear...blast a way out!"
The already dilapidated escape tower exploded at an astonishing speed at this moment. All its power groups began to burst out with thunder and lightning. The engine shield melted like wax, and the hull caught fire, burning like a drunken man.
Following the route of the wine, it began to rush towards the enemy's space converter crookedly. We suddenly understood what this guy wanted to do. We tried to stop it, but couldn't rush past it at all - everything in sight went crazy, the fallen apostle's battleship
It was firing in all directions, and those angry wreckage seemed unable to identify ourselves and the enemy, and that crazy ship-borne AI was at the core of this series of maelstroms, leading "her" millions of tattered legions, stumbling along the way.
rushed towards the enemy's defense line.
The fallen apostles were actually in chaos at this time. Although they were still fierce and attacked without hesitation, they were obviously stunned by the absolutely abnormal "battle" in front of them. In theory, they had been completely scrapped hundreds of thousands of years ago.
The wreckage of the spaceship restarted - this was obviously the result of some messy system designed by Viska himself, and to deal with these random "enemies", the fallen apostle's fleet seemed to be stretched thin.
The quantity is too big!
The entire ruined planet is piled up by the remains of such spaceships, 80% of which belong to Viska's Legion of Destruction. Outside the ruined planet, the extremely vast Great Ruins Ring is also filled with countless ancient spaceships.
The accumulation was the entire main force of Visca that year!
And the number of fallen apostles and us combined is not more than half of these wrecks - after the empire fell into sleep, we have never seen an army of that size again.
In addition, the fallen apostles occupy the original position of the holy library, and the holy library is the core of the ruined planet. When these ruins are awakened, the fallen apostles are equivalent to being surrounded by countless angry self-destructing fortresses in an instant.
"Destroy the enemy! Our legion is invincible!"
Amid the crazy roars of the shipboard AI, a group of broken-down iron-like wreckage collided with the frigate formation used by the Fallen Apostle to protect the salvage area. The latter's crazy counterattack firepower tore up quite a lot of wreckage, but the Fallen Apostle himself also
There were heavy casualties in the unprecedented explosion.
"Victory! Just victory! General just wants victory! No matter what the cost!"
Explosive flashes like flash floods and tsunamis were raging, and the fallen apostles' frantic counterattack defense line was smashed into pieces by the even more crazy Legion of Destruction. At this moment, everyone gave up on blocking them - it was impossible to stop them, and the entire fleet
How could a few people stop a determination that was made hundreds of thousands of years ago and continues to this day?
"If you interfere with the general's property, you will be cut into thousands of pieces! Cut into thousands of pieces! Listen, this ship is reading a funeral eulogy for you right now. This is a funeral eulogy for you!"
The Fallen Apostle's defense line collapsed, and the space converter, which had almost completed its mission, was finally exposed on the escape tower's path. Its shield had been extinguished, and all the mechanical arms were emitting sparks. Under it, the huge ancient
The wreckage has begun to flicker and is about to be transported to another world. However, everything ends there, because the crazy figure is rushing towards the space converter that has no defense capability——
“fu♂ckyou!!!”
A small spark, which can be described as small compared to those heavy aircraft and motherships that continuously self-destructed. This was just an escape tower with a length of several hundred meters crashing into a space that was also less than 500 meters long.
The sparks that bloomed from the converter were like the flash of fireflies on the space battlefield. However, with this flash, the fallen apostle's last efforts were shattered.
They were no longer able to organize any large-scale counterattack, let alone escape with the wreckage under the eyes of the ferocious counterattack of the imperial fleet. Sisters Asida and Asidora rushed towards the re-unlocked ancient wreckage in the chaos.
Start transmitting it quickly to the vicinity of the Imperial Admiral - we have to be prepared for the fallen apostles to jump over the wall at the last moment. They may rather destroy the wreckage than leave us any results. This worry is right, because when Assi
At the same time that the Da sisters began to teleport the wreckage, the remaining fallen apostle spaceships turned their guns to attack us, and their target of attack was not only us, but also the fragile ancient wreckage.
However, the enemy has no way to save the day, and now the overall situation has been decided. These defeated soldiers can't stop anything. Pandora and Viska met the challenge of the fallen apostle with crazy fire bombing. This was the last and most intense firefight in the entire battle.
And until now, this is the first time I have seen such a crazy attack from Viska...
What was left was a one-sided crushing battle. When the galaxy flash from the Imperial fleet penetrated the last aircraft carrier of the Fallen Apostle, the dust of this tragic battle finally settled, and the wreckage was finally returned to its original owner.
"Your Majesty, all the wreckage has been recovered,"
Sivis took over the communication, "Including the small fragments sent back later, it is initially judged that it is not a combat ship, but may be a functional spaceship..."
"Just deal with it first and give me a more complete report later."
I interrupted the other party tiredly, while Sandora shook her head slightly and looked at Viska: "At least its sacrifice is valuable."
Yes, it is very valuable. As a Xiling apostle, sacrificing yourself valuablely on the battlefield is their best destination, even if it is just a ship-based AI, even if "she" is just Viscana who has already parted ways with the empire.
An adjutant of the Legion of Destruction, but even knowing this, I still feel very confused and panicked.
"Let's go, it's time to clean up the battlefield."
I patted Huesca's drooped little head, and the latter followed me without saying a word.