When Alzella turned 875, he did two things. He went to visit his wife's grave. Afterwards, he joined the army.
Visiting the grave of your wife is not a big deal. After all, even in the long life of Zhongting people, death is inevitable. And for them, in the long cycle of life, death is just a necessary step. Everyone is in the end. It will eventually return to the mother tree and become a part of eternity. The old Alzella feels that even he is very likely to be inspired by the saint at any time and leave this material world, not to mention that his wife is a little older than him, but This time is different.
Very different.
The death of that kind old woman, Arzella's wife, was not normal. The natural lifespan of people in the Midgard exceeds a thousand years, and even when they die, they usually wither slowly. This painless time will last for one to two years before the person involved dies of peaceful spiritual energy exhaustion. But Alzella knew very well that his beloved wife did not leave peacefully. It died from an abnormal gravitational change in the space station and a man-made meteorite attack. As a result, the old lady died without a complete body. Even the spiritual energy was not returned to the mother tree, but dissipated in the boundless sea of stars.
This is too bad. Alzella thought so. Alone in the sky, will she feel lonely? The starry sky is so vast, can she find her way home? Her soul may still be wandering in the sea of stars, waiting for the day when he can pick her up. But these are just beautiful fantasies. The dissipation of spiritual energy means the disappearance of the soul. There is no way she can wait for the day when he picks her up. The old man silently stared at the inscription on the tombstone: Beloved wife and loving mother. This was a commentary on the other person's life, pale and weak, and he knew that his wife, the respectable woman who had accompanied him through the six hundred and ninety-two years of the rotation of his home star, and the mother of their four children, had completely died. , his soul also dissipated in the sea of stars. Even if he returned to his mother tree after death, we would never see him again. This is an eternal separation.
And the reason for everything is those void monsters.
That damn she-beast.
Alzella didn't stay at the cemetery long. He knew that standing alone in front of the wooden tombstone was no different from a damn idiot. It should have more important things to do, which was far more worthy of the energy than paying homage to the dead. His wife is dead, and what is in front of him is just a tomb. There is no value in wasting time here, and it is a huge waste for an old Zhongting person whose life is short.
So that afternoon, the old man opened the recruitment office in the 51st District of Flower Garden Star. After dealing with the advice of his three sons and one daughter and scolding some office staff as an elder, Alzella, a former Omega-level psyker, returned to the army he had left for three hundred and fifty years. , the next day, he returned to the universe, and the next day, he was serving in the third squadron of the Flower Garden Colonial Star, with the rank of lieutenant colonel, and the position of deputy leader of the first special operations group.
He returned to the army he had sworn never to return to. He broke his promise. This was not a breach of trust, because the once young and vigorous Alzella was dead. Now he is just an old man seeking revenge for his dead wife. Man, it's just that simple, that's all.
The addition of a former Omega psyker is a welcome addition to any fleet. Although their abilities are insignificant in the universe, with the help of the special facilities of the battleship, they can easily release thunderstorms that shatter meteorites, and can detect enemies thousands of miles away. They can even directly detect enemies in the universe. Use psychic energy to scan the planet to see if there is life on it. Although the name of the Special Operations Group sounds very strange, it is actually easy to understand by another name: Space Fighter Pilot.
The Midgardians' biological battleships are so huge and their weapons are so scarce, so when faced with some special situations, they will be helpless against some creatures and things that are close to the battleships, and this is the time for the special operations team to take action. , these highly capable psykers will drive specially designed space fighters and use psychic beams to protect the safety of the battleships. If the pilot is an Omega-class psyker, he can even defeat the enemy's battleships with just one plane. The target poses a threat. Alzella is exactly that kind of person. His power can easily penetrate the armor of a battleship with the increase of fighter planes. Although using this level of psychic energy at his age will damage his lifespan, since the pilot himself doesn't care, So who else cares
The old man doesn't care, he just wants revenge, even if the price is his life.
"The Third Squadron issued an emergency advisory, warning, the Third Squadron issued an emergency advisory."
Hearing the piercing alarm sound coming from his ears, Alzella opened his silver-blue eyes, and the burning materialized spiritual energy flowed in his pupils. The old man was now wearing a full set of white space combat uniforms. Staying in the locker room of the special operations team, although his body is old, his ears are still good, and he can hear the content of the alarm.
"A large number of psychic reactions have been detected from the direction of the Tumen Star Territory, and there are super-massive targets in the warp space - it is completely certain that the warp spacer is the first sequence of targets, a super life form codenamed the Void Mother Beast. All members are at level one combat readiness!”
"Compatriots, we must fight with all our strength! Behind us is the Garden of Flowers, the last colonial star of our Midgard people. We have no way to retreat. If we fall, the enemy will be able to directly attack the home star!"
Alzella listened silently to the impassioned pre-battle speech on the radio. His heart was calm, but this did not mean that the old man did not want to go into battle to kill the enemy. On the contrary, he wanted to do it more than anyone else. But what psykers need most is peace of mind. Only with peace of mind can endless power be guided from the light in the heart. As a former Omega-level psyker who cannot exert his full power simply because of his old age, Alzella knows that , the more he wants to kill those void monsters, the more he needs to be calm, as calm as death, in order to bring death to the enemy.
"coming."
Alzella heard the sound of neat footsteps, which were the footsteps of other members of the special operations team coming to the locker room to change into combat uniforms. He stood up from the chair in the dressing room and took a deep breath. The old man could feel the spiritual energy of this battleship. The spiritual energy burning like fire was suppressed by countless hearts, and it was calm without any fluctuation, just like Like the fire burning in the abyss, you can't even see the flicker of light. The Third Squadron is mostly composed of the remaining colonists and exiled fleet members of the Garden of Roots. Their hometown was devoured by the mother beast, and the organic resources of their family members turned into liquid and were sucked by the monster. Their spiritual energy became the nourishment of the beast herd. The planet was reduced to ashes in blazing flames. The saints bear witness that this is a group of avengers, and now they have taken up arms.
so…
"Time for revenge, boys."
The old man stood up and stared at a group of people in the atrium who opened the door to the locker room. Their skin exposed outside of their military uniforms had a variety of strange tattoos. 'Avengers' 'Farewell Mother' for the sake of the children. Such things, although they are just a few simple words, make people feel silent. These survivors of the Root Garden have lost everything but their lives.
The silver-blue eyes containing spiritual energy looked at each other, and they nodded silently to each other. The middle-aged man in the middle took the lead. The leader of the special operations team, another Omega-level psyker, said in a dry and low voice: "It's about to begin."
It did begin.
In the Atrium Star Colony, the Flower Courtyard Star in the High Light Star Region, three fleets slowly sailed out from seven large space stations. The first fleet was well-equipped, both in terms of external armor and looming psychic shields. Yes, the second fleet looks a bit old and should be the main battleships of the previous generation that have been mothballed for a long time, while the third fleet is mostly dilapidated. Even if they have been repaired, you can still see the scars of their past. The total number of the three fleets has exceeded 2,000. This is the last fleet that the Midgard people can come up with after abandoning the economic system and putting all military industry first. They are the galactic force second only to the central fleet of the mother star. Among them, there are young people who joined the army to protect their hometown, elite soldiers who have served for more than two hundred years, and retired veterans who did not hesitate to give up their stable lives and return to the army for revenge.
But now, no matter who they are, what past and hatred they have, now, with the psychic engine making silent vibrations in the universe, making silver-blue ripples echo in the black background and white starlight, all There was only one last thought left in the hearts of the atrium soldiers.
Combat.
Then die here.
—Buzz!!—
A few hours later, countless dense ripples suddenly appeared on the edge of the far-beam galaxy. The ripples were like rain falling on a lake. Countless concentric circles, large or small, appeared on the surface of space almost at the same time. The thunder of psychic stars was on the surface. The 'storms' generated by the energy in these vortices even blow away the thin nebula material at the edge of the galaxy, just like the most violent giant sweeping the earth with his hand, sweeping away everything above it.
"The enemy's vanguard has arrived in the High Light Star Territory!"
The Atrium Fleet, which has long known the enemy's incoming direction, has been waiting here for a long time. Urgent battlefield alarms were repeated in the psychic network of all battleships, and all captains and soldiers also confirmed this. They clearly saw it through the optical lens. The scene at the edge of the galaxy that I don’t want to see: countless strange-shaped void monsters that are not ferocious, but give people an instinctive fear. They are like ants, swarming out of the space. They vary in size, and some are several kilometers large. It is as long as a battleship, and the small one is only a few meters in size, which is more than ten times smaller than a space fighter plane.
Three types of void monsters named 'detection level', 'main level' and 'giant species' have begun to end their transition and jump out of the subspace.
Without exception, these terrifying monsters all release the light of spiritual energy, which is the power they wrested from the dead people such as Fulbi and the Midgardians. As soon as they appear in the universe, they begin to spontaneously move towards the surroundings. Diffusion, just like a virus, you can see the dark green energy fluctuations spreading, faintly confronting the silver-blue light of the people in the atrium.
"Don't let them leave the battlefield! Even if one is left behind, it may cause huge losses to the rear!"
Sitting on the seat of his own exclusive fighter plane, Alzella was wearing an auxiliary breathing mask. He heard the instructions from his captain, and as the instructions were given, the old man felt that the battleship he was on was starting at full strength. He could sense that the psychic engine was operating at full capacity, and he could sense that endless energy was gathering, converging into a huge spear of light.
The next moment, the light spear was launched.
And he also received instructions: the special operations team was dispatched immediately to clean up possible monster remnants. The old man couldn't help but laugh, the tubes of the auxiliary breathing mask trembling.
The final battle - at least for him, for this Avenger who had no intention of living at all.
here we go.
In just an instant, thousands of rays of light gathered into spears and shot towards the cluster of monsters in the distance. The long space distance meant that it took several seconds for the light to arrive, but these were all predicted based on each transition trajectory. Volley, so there is no doubt that those void monsters that have just signed out of the psychic vacuum have taken a real blow - and the result is indeed devastating. The temperature of the Midgardian's psychic light spear exceeds one million It can vaporize all matter in the world. After penetrating the target, the subsequent explosion of the psychic light spear will bring about another wave of million-degree fragment impact. Each psychic light point can easily Kill any living thing on earth and burn them into a torch in the universe.
Void monsters cannot resist this power. These viruses-like appearance, the first wave of the plague evil god's family members were all shot down by the light spears one after another without exception. The high temperature ignited their bodies and turned them into stars. The dust in the space, these monsters had just escaped from the transition, and before they had time to release their power, they could only leave behind clusters of ashes under the fierce attack of the people in the atrium. Now the edge of the high-light star field has completely become a sea of surging energy. , it even affected the transition. Many void monsters were lost in the void due to the changes in time and space caused by the huge energy before they even escaped.
Even those who are captured will be hunted by swarms of space fighter planes outside. These fighter planes are generally piloted by advanced psykers. They have certain short-distance jump capabilities. They are extremely flexible and can easily hunt down. Killing void monsters below the kilometer level, many monsters rolled their tentacles and limbs in pain in the universe, roared silently, and then died under the salvos of thousands of beam cannons.
There is no doubt that the Midgardians' first wave of battle results were remarkable. In just a few minutes, they killed tens of thousands of giant void monsters, and countless small ones, most of them were killed by the aftermath of the light spear. Turned into gray, but this has been the case for hundreds of years, but the commanders-in-chief of the three fleets did not show any excitement. On the contrary, their expressions changed almost at the same time: Miscalculation!
It is not a miscalculation in strategy. Void monsters have no intelligence. Even the mother beast does not have the will to control all monsters like in the story. They are actually a mass of physical plagues that rely on instinct to proliferate and multiply. They are huge. Chaos virus, what the Midgard people miscalculated was the quantity.
"Two hundred, ten thousand?!"
One more chapter
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