Along with this slight numbing feeling, the blue light group suddenly spread out, releasing countless dense radioactive grids from the bright core.
These grids suddenly bloom, then suddenly shrink!
In front of Burton Gallie's eyes, the small ships accompanying them were instantly captured by these power grids and pulled together.
It is similar to the adsorption force of a black hole, but it does not have the ability of a black hole to grind everything into powder, but only binds these ships together.
Waves of blue power grids enveloped the ships like fishing nets, making them unable to move.
"Reporting to the patriarch, those blue light networks seem to have blocked communications, and we are unable to get in touch with the captured ships."
The subordinate said hurriedly.
With his chest rising and falling violently, Burton Gallie watched as the fleet that had just dispersed under his command was forcibly gathered together again.
"What kind of attack is this? Find out for me."
"Clan leader, this attack is similar to some kind of binding force field and needs to be reversely isolated." Soon the measurement personnel reported the statistical data.
"Send mecha troops to isolate the opponent's reaction field. Where are the remaining killer whale gunboats?"
"Clan leader..."
When Burton Gallie looked up and saw his gunboat team chasing the red mecha flying around, he almost exploded with anger.
Especially after seeing the mysterious movement and posture of the mecha, his fists clenched loudly.
"Tell that stupid pig that if you can't hit it, send the mecha over. Do you still need my teaching?"
It's been a long time since I've sent out such a large-scale battle, and I found out that all these subordinates were just a bunch of losers.
Reminiscent of the scene when his son Zebu Galilei came back, those silent and evil warriors felt a twinge in their hearts.
Those elite teachers... all died.
etc!
The middle-aged man, who was almost blinded by anger, suddenly raised his head.
Even the battleships and troops from Solomon were destroyed, so how powerful must the enemy really be!?
Unpleasant emotions flashed through his heart, and he turned his gaze to the battleships bound by the huge blue light net.
The engines of those warships were originally extinguished, but now they began to try to start again, emitting bursts of flames at their tails.
This kind of attack from the opponent cannot be a random attack. It is just a restraint without any real harm at all.
What is the other party's purpose?
Only now did Burton Gallie finally realize a huge crisis.
That is, he rushed over without getting any information at all.
He violated the taboo of blindly advancing in a fleet battle!
"Where is the source of those light spear attacks? Have you discovered it?"
"Report to the clan leader that the energy source is being locked and the location is..."
[Warning: Radar lock reminder!]
[Warning: Attack is coming!]
The piercing alarm sounded in the command room again, and this time without any reminder from the intelligence officer, everyone saw through the observation window the long string of light that almost stretched in a straight line across the city.
"what is that?"
The nearly two-kilometer long river of light stood up like a waterfall and washed down fiercely.
A group of ships gathered together by a blue energy net was instantly penetrated by the dense rain of light spears.
Continuous rivers of light washed past everyone, taking away all the life on the fleet and leaving behind a piece of wreckage.
leftover
And Burton Gallie's mood was as if the fleet had been soaked by heavy rain...
"Forty-six ships of the 9th Squadron... were completely destroyed."
The intelligence officer turned his head and said bitterly.
Burton Gallie did not speak, but covered his mouth with his right hand, coughed violently, and blood flowed from his fingers.
"Lock the target."
[Warning: Attack is coming!]
The two sounds came out almost at the same time.
The desperate light spear attack surged out from the deep space of the universe again, and at the same time, when the huge black battleship like a blade was displayed on the light screen.
The densely packed ancient crossbows on the deck also completely shocked everyone in the flagship.
"What is this... a battleship."
No one answered, and another wave of light spears fell like rain. A group of ships that had just escaped from the magnetic energy swamp net had no time to disperse. They only made a shrill cry for help in the communication channel and were completely swallowed up.
"All 52 ships of the 21st Squadron...were destroyed."
The Galie people, who had never officially experienced a large-scale battle, were all stunned by this tragic scene.
The originally unified fighting mentality was completely thrown into chaos at this moment.
Some warships that were close to the strike range of the light spear began to turn around, trying to get away from the group.
They chose the former if the head of the family ordered to be executed or to be killed now.
Human lives in space are so valuable that hundreds of lives are lost when a battleship is damaged.
Mu Fan, who was always hanging in the cockpit, stared at the sea of fire indifferently, and what he heard was Hei's constant report.
"45% of Daybreak's energy reserve remains..."
"The remaining 35%..."
Each wave of attacks is a 10% drop visible to the naked eye.
Including Mu Fan, it was the first time he saw the terrifying scene of Li Xiao fighting against the low-level fleet.
Unlike in the land of shining stars, the shadow fleet in the dark place in space occupies an excellent terrain advantage.
Compared with frontal combat at that time, the Daybreak battleship in sneak attack operations exerted several times more power.
The result of the 15 minutes of energy storage was that the opponent was harvested instantly.
It is ineffective above level 7, but it has devastating impact on warships below level 7.
In this vast ocean of war, mechas are so insignificant that they can be ignored.
"There is another volley of light spears, which reaches the emergency energy line of the battleship. The binding effect of the magnetic energy swamp net has not disappeared yet." Hei's voice sounded, and it played the role of an intelligent assistant dutifully.
"Um."
Mu Fan nodded lightly.
When the last wave of light spears rained down in a square array.
The meteorite suddenly exploded with a shock wave with a diameter of more than two kilometers, and a black and bloody figure tore through the curtain.
The scene of smoke and dust also happened to fall in Burton Gallie's eyes.
After five consecutive strikes, the fleet was directly reduced by one-third.
At this moment, Burton Gallie was bleeding from heartache.
Nearly half of the entire family's century-old foundation has collapsed.
"What is that?" he murmured.
"...Radar...no response." The crew member raised his head in shock.
The optical imager and radar response diagrams show two completely different results.
Burton Gallie waved his hand blankly, no longer needing any tracking.
Through the huge observation window, you can clearly see the bloody meteor hitting directly in the universe.
It's so bright and dazzling that it no longer requires any device locking.
The bloody figure pulled out a light track that was dozens of kilometers long behind it...
People couldn't see clearly what was inside the huge light source. They only saw the "meteor" slamming into another group of ships.
Just like the shock wave generated when a nuclear bomb explodes on the ground, a twisted circle of fire and lightning spread out from the center of the impact, and then the debris in the sky exploded like a squeezed water bag.
A light and small black figure came out from the other side of the sea of fire, and then slowly hung in space, with a scarlet cloak fluttering and rolled up behind it.
Mu Fan looked away from the rear view light screen. He finally understood why super type or above mechas could be called strategic weapons.
He could also guess how much Ruan Xiongfeng had done back then.
The Knight's Medal of the Broken Sword... probably corresponds to the title "Star Slayer".
When mechas reach S level or above, quantity is really not that important.
Because the difference in quality is difficult to make up for in quantity.
Until now, Shura's sword has not been unsheathed.
Maybe there will be no need to unsheath it later.
Shura raised his dancing blood-red eyes and quietly turned his head to look around.
…
"Report to the clan leader that there is strange communication access."
The huge light screen that was constantly flashing alarms suddenly calmed down, and a huge communication request box popped up.
The entire flagship fell silent instantly, and those people looked at their clan leader.
Burton Gallie had completely calmed down at this moment. He sneered silently and raised his head to look at those people.
"You all want to live, don't you?"
He casually raised a sparkling blue button with a strange expression on his face.