Chapter 3025 The surprise attack of the Third Legion
"It turns out that the number of defense fleets in this galaxy is much larger than expected..."
Typhons finally knew at this time that the accuracy of the intelligence he had received was shockingly low. Previously, the fleet led by the massacre-class cruiser Smallpox intercepted a defense fleet. He thought it was already the main force of the galaxy's defense fleet, but in fact
They were just a cover, with less than fifty battleships. The real main force of the defense fleet had already moved around to the side of the Plague Fleet when Typhons focused his attention on the Avesta.
"Mortarion is a stupid pig, and his sons will only be stupider than him."
In the empty bridge, Elena's contemptuous voice echoed between the dome and the railings, and in the open observation window ahead, the Plague Fleet seemed to be turning awkwardly.
"Your Majesty, is he gone?"
It was also on the bridge of the Avesta, but the surrounding decoration was more luxurious. The entourage could see people and warriors walking by. A giant wearing red and black armor and a gorgeous robe was sitting on the throne, with a look of sadness on his face.
A very petite figure walked up to him cautiously. She was wearing a well-cut skirt-like armor, and her long black hair was braided into braids and hidden under a translucent white gauze scarf.
When he heard the people around him talking, the giant turned his head slightly, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. His short black beard made him look a little haggard.
"Just left."
"Did...what happened?"
"Ah, nothing happened."
Xerxes turned to look at the observation window. Around the broken green-skinned battle planet, fleets bearing the markings of the Fourteenth Legion were gathering, preparing to leave.
"Just a little uneasy."
"disturbed?"
"My brother, I don't know what he hates, what happened to Barbarus..."
"I don't think Lord Mortarion is quite...normal? Although he is a bit gloomy, he is much calmer than Lord Leman Russ."
"It's different. Russ is just irritable, but Mortarion is not angry. Anger is the shavings from the carpenter's planing wood. It burns fiercely with a little fire, but it goes out after a while, but Mortarion
Hate is like a charcoal fire. In winter, you put a little charcoal in the ashes to keep warm. The charcoal fire is very small, but it lasts for a long time and cannot be extinguished... And his view of the world is obviously stuck in a strange corner.
It’s like a fish swimming in water but trying desperately to prove that water doesn’t exist.”
Saying this, Xerxes shook his head.
"If he acts like this, I'm worried that he will cause big trouble in the future."
Pulling away from her memories, Elena stared at the projection of the Terminus rotating on the screen.
"I heard that this ship has been roaming the Milky Way for tens of thousands of years, so today is its true end..."
"hostess!"
But Mu Hu's voice suddenly came, and then several screens lit up, from which a blurry picture could be seen. From one of the tens of thousands of monitoring stations in the galaxy, a fleet could be seen as if it was about to leave.
The arrow is flying rapidly into the distance.
"A fleet suddenly appeared. They were not many in number, but they were very fast."
Soon, more shots appeared. Those warships with exaggerated carvings and inlaid with a lot of gold had a number on their shells - 3.
"Third Legion."
Elena narrowed her eyes and her expression became serious.
"I expected that they might intervene, but I didn't expect... They must have used some means to cover themselves, and also selected several of the fastest strike cruisers, aiming directly at the Neisen 4. They wanted to use several
Will a warship attack the planet? Hmm... No, Mu Hu, send a signal to Wanzhan Jisi. The enemy's target is the orbital facility. They must be planning to capture the orbital defense facility and then aim it at the Chapter Monastery Fortress on the ground.
, let Wan Bian brainstorm and must find a way to stop the warships of the Third Army."
Just when she was considering whether to pull away, the battleship's observation window flashed a few times. It was an attack from other directions. Elena just glanced at it and saw the attacker.
Another fleet of the Third Army consists of two battleships and six cruisers.
Their hulls gleamed with inlaid gems and decorative gilding that spread like cancer across their surfaces, while others bore visible wear and tear, exposing their solid gold, proudly displaying the damage they had endured under enemy fire.
Pressure, and some have traces of claw scratches, which are where their Geller force field has failed or been weakened. They are also the traces left by the indescribable creatures in the subspace biting the hull, as if leaving
Scars on the body are normal.
There are even many ships decorated with human corpses on the outside, and those corpses are frozen in the embrace of the void.
"Want to hold me back? Then come on..."
Elena's fingers gently tapped the armrest of the throne, and then she said softly:
"Mu Hu, has that signal been sent?"
"It was sent five minutes ago!"
"Okay, then, let's continue this dance of death..."
"Hurry up, hurry up... faster!"
On the bridge of the ship, Lucius stared at the approaching Nessen-4, and even his attention and emotions gradually left his mind, as the planet's defense system fired fiercely at the ship.
, causing sparks to fly from the bridge and shaking continuously, he felt that his perception was becoming dull, gray and boring.
The Immortal lifted up his once-glossy long hair - now they were sparse, sticky, and tangled into strands. Then he touched his face with his hands. The scarred, fragile and dry skin was tight on the sunken cheeks.
His cheeks confirmed that he was far from the perfection he had always pursued.
Fabius's words were still echoing in his mind until this moment.
"If you don't defeat that person, you may always be disabled. I can only erase part of the pride you once had, otherwise you will never stand up."
He was angry that Fabius had tampered with him privately, but he also knew that without Fabius, he might still be enjoying the thing covered by the veil, or being entertained by it... He didn't remember
What is that.
He didn't even remember what he was defeated by, but he only remembered what he wanted to defeat, and that thing, that thing...
"Master, the chief lord commander wants us to be ready to jump to the enemy within three minutes. The enemy's defensive firepower is very fierce, so we must launch the enemy torpedo within ten seconds of passing the high orbit. He will lead us to glory.
"
Hearing these words, Lucius sneered. Eidolon left the fleet alone and insisted on doing this "dirty work". This shows how strong this man's desire to grab credit is.
After all, fighting against a powerful Queen of Glory is far more "glorious" than coming to an unsuspecting planet to massacre.