The little crow who is best at finding doors and the little bubble who is best at picking locks have turned into a combination and galloped wildly in the universe for half a day. Now they are busy at a place only more than 200,000 light-years away from the main formation: there is One of the last abnormal spaces that has not been ruled out. Obviously, there is no plan for the work of the two little girls. They do not sweep those abnormal spaces in order, but come as they please. But no matter what, the efficiency of the two little girls is astonishing. They completed the work that conventional soldiers would take days or even half a month to complete in just a few hours. In the completely exposed and undefended open-air square, when the imperial army made urgent preparations for battle and the huge fleet of the Hessian tribe began to mobilize, the two little girls had already rushed to the last piece of unexplored airspace. I think Little Crow and Little Bubble are a little excited. They don't seem to have thought that it would be so dangerous to bump into Harlan's army suddenly, so the bears are bears, and they will be happy even if they do something serious now and then. Just forget about it—fortunately, Asida and Asidora have gone to meet them in person. These two sisters are the only ones who can barely keep up with the little crow's transfer speed. The other space assault soldiers have been slipped away by the two brats Almost spit out last year's New Year's Eve dinner.
I have to say that Harlan's luck is really good. We eliminated 80% of the distortion space in this universe and couldn't find that guy. Now it's finally turning around for a little bit-do you think this Harlan has lost less since the war with the New Empire? He's almost broke...
"A large-scale space signal has been detected! A closed space is being actively opened!" The report of sisters Asida and Asidora suddenly interrupted my thinking, and then I heard Madison shout excitedly: "Ga! I found it! The master has found the villain, Ga!"
... You can't meet the Carlo brothers just because of the silly way of speaking, she can drive the latter crazy, do you believe it
"Withdraw immediately—the fleet is ready for firepower, and launch a hyperspace attack when the enemy comes out!" I ordered immediately, and then I felt a sense of imbalance caused by gravity disorder, which came from beside me: an inaccurate opening was opened on the officer's platform. The stable space door, sisters Asida rushed out from it, among them Asidora was holding a little girl in a white dress, it was the little Bubble who had just been active, when the little girl saw me, Immediately, it was easy to get out of Asidora's hand, and climbed up along my legs, and almost climbed to my chest in the blink of an eye: "Goo! Daddy praise me!"
It's not easy to say a few more words. I patted the little guy on the head, and finally put my heart to my stomach, it seems that it is time to add the words "mature and stable" to the daily education of Little Bubbles. But soon I found someone missing: "Ashida, where's the bird?"
"Well, it's stuck on the upper armor of the cross arm." The two sisters said in unison. I was sweating profusely and quickly turned on the external monitoring, only to see that stupid bird was stuck outside the spaceship: the cross arm of the Admiral Empire. There is a small black spot on it that is struggling to flop. After zooming in, it is a little crow. She still maintains the form of a crow god. Now her sharp beak is almost completely inserted between the two armor plates of the spaceship. In a hurry, this silly bird Stumping and scratching his body, his wings fluttered to pull out afterimages, the incomparably strong battleship armor was pulled one by one by the pair of deadly claws of the crow god, and a large group of self-disciplined machines burst out from the nearby launch port. They came out to deal with the accident, but no one could get close to it: the little crow set off an arcane hurricane with a radius of several kilometers when it flopped, and ghosts and ghosts did not live within the range of the hurricane.
"The transfer was in a hurry," Sister Asida nodded apologetically, "Madiwen is still in the form of a god, we found that there was no way to bring her in here, so we put her down outside the spaceship, maybe a little confused, she hit the deck directly."
At this time, Qianqian said something very reasonable: "Then it would be nice if she became a human now?"
"She wants to know that she is still a stupid bird when she turns into a human form?" I knocked on the forehead, and almost at the same time, the warning host issued a piercing whistle: "Alarm! A large number of fallen apostles have been detected! The target is confirmed to be Ha! Lan Fleet... the enemy is leaving the different space!"
"Keep charging the naval guns and wait until they all come out before attacking." Sandora said, and at the same time all of us turned our attention to the images from the early warning radar and the deep space probe. In the airspace under investigation, a cloud of dark dust was being violently stirred like an explosion. This cooled cosmic dust just covered the exit of the distorted space. When the different space opened, violent and chaotic gravitational waves began to spread in the space Generated near the door, the dust cloud seems to suddenly break into a dozen massive stars. Under the gravitational force that appears out of nowhere and is chaotic, the thin dust cloud is quickly compressed and stretched into slender strips like noodles. It was gradually mixed into a huge vortex of dense clouds, and at a point in the center of the vortex, a large group of black fleets were slowly protruding out, and the first to emerge was the King's Lander formation!
"Yes, those spaceships!" Prahan's voice came from the communicator, "Their paint and shape are exactly the same as the general's fleet recorded in the data!"
Viska turned her head away silently. After several years of nurturing among a group of normal people, she finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with her aesthetics back then. In the public channel of spiritual connection, that stupid bird was still panicking loudly. Call for help: "Help me! Help me!" She was still stuck outside the spaceship.
She probably couldn't remember that she could become a human again, so Bingtis took out two starstone crowbars from the portable space (don't ask why a goddess would carry a crowbar with her), and hit Ilson In front of Helin: "You two, go and pry that bird out!"
Ilsen was exercising his muscles and bones to help fight the war, and he was taken aback when he heard this: "Why should I go?"
"There's so much nonsense," Bingtis poked Ilson's armor with a stick, "You are resistant to beating, the silly girl is strong, find me another tease who dares to jump into the energy storm of that silly bird Compare it?"
Ilson wanted to say something else, but he didn't even dare to breathe after being stared at by Bingtis, so he quickly pulled Lin up and ran out to save the bird. Lin was obedient, holding a crowbar and honestly talking to the little boy. Like a daughter-in-law, I guess even if you give her a mop, and then point to the end of the world and say: "Go, save the world." As long as the person who said this is not Ilson, she can rush forward without hesitation .
When the question on the side of the little crow was so lively that Harlan's fleet had almost completely left the different space, Sandora was waiting for the best opportunity to attack: when the other party completely left the space gate and had no foothold, In this case, Harlan would no longer be able to withdraw to that different space, and it would be too late to make an effective defense. Now the time is coming—
"The whole army, focus on the formation of the enemy's King's Lander! Echelon attack, don't interrupt the firepower!"
Following Sivis's order, the Imperial Army's position was completely shrouded in an endless curtain of distorted light: every naval gun with the ability to attack over time and space tore apart the space door around the battleship, and these waves rippled like waves. The opened space door made the position with a radius of tens of millions of kilometers seem to be wrapped in a dirty water polo. The overwhelming artillery fire passed through the space door and spanned a distance of 245,000 light-years, bombarding Harlan's King's Lander formation. The opponent's joint shield has not been fully deployed, the first round of attack easily penetrated the shield net of the enemy's front line, and most of the firepower was accurately pasted on the huge body with a radius of thousands of kilometers of the King's Lander. But it is a pity that this precise firepower coverage only inspired a large cloud of gray-white mist on the surface of those three-ringed starships: the Gospel has been activated, and the immunity of the King's Landers to conventional firepower has reached its peak. I'm afraid the damage will not exceed that of a rifle.
"Keep the firepower, don't stop, the hidden bombardment formation continues to lay space mines." Seeing that the first wave of attack was almost neutralized by Gospel, Sivis was not surprised at all, and continued to issue orders calmly.
The Gospel is indeed an unprecedentedly powerful defense device. It is the ultimate form of the damage definition system. It can lock any damage to the lowest value except for void attacks, and is completely immune to low-level damage such as kinetic energy, heat energy, and radiation. (In fact, except for "special attacks" such as psionic energy, holy light, divine spells, and math rates, any other form of damage is ignored by the Gospel.) As long as the attack form is not void, its locking level has no Ceiling: This is what's scary about the Gospels. However, it consumes a lot of energy, and the longer the attack time and the greater the number of attacks, the greater the load on the energy core and the damage control host of Gospel. Relying on absolute numbers and long-term fire suppression is the only way to defeat Gospel, Shan Dora once explained to me how to destroy the Gospel in such a vivid way: This is an indestructible shield, but the hand holding the shield will always get tired, and if the damage control host or core power furnace of the King's Lander is offline, the Gospel will naturally be closed. Now Sivis is working hard in this direction.
At the same time, a large number of hidden bomber warships we brought began to lay space mines in some "very strange places". The area they mine seems to be almost irregular. Within the range of more than 200,000 light-years between the Harlan Army and the Imperial Army, they have laid hundreds of randomly distributed minefields, some of which even deviate from the Imperial Army. The line between the Imperial Army and Harlan's army is thousands of light-years away - but when Harlan's forces start leaping towards the Imperial Army's positions, the truth becomes clear.
Every time the enemy jumps in space, they will fall into the overwhelming space surrounded by dark mines with incomparable accuracy, and no minefield will be "wasted". Just like the Imperials were performing a landmine stepping, they also seemed to try to avoid these ubiquitous mines, such as changing the jump point and jumping thousands of light-years in another direction-and they still got confused. So the enemy finally realized what was going on, they simply gave up on bypassing the minefield, and began to attack the imperial army step by step through the space thunder: they had to find a way to get closer, because the King's Lander carried The "Genesis" system is a thing that will suddenly drop in power after being launched through time and space. Dismantling the generator will greatly interfere with the time and space device. If it is necessary or tactically necessary, the Genesis device will choose to count light minutes direct fire from a distance. Therefore, in order to let his formation of King's Landers exert their combat effectiveness, Harlan can only bite the bullet and dive into the mines now.
This scene looks heroic and courageous, but of course it’s more of a bitterness: I believe this is definitely not Harlan’s original intention. Think about it, charging on the battlefield, the number displayed on the pedometer at your waist is the number you stepped on the landmine The number of times... Anyway, Xiaoxue has been laughing beside her for more than ten minutes. The coordinates of those minefields are all guessed by her through her prophecy ability. The enemy army can't escape the traps set by the prophets. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given up the detour like a bachelor and rushed over with hidden thunder all the way.
However, the advantage of the empire by relying on surprise did not stop here. After a brief fire crush, the Harlan fleet quickly restored order. Before the arrival of the next wave of peak firepower, hundreds of space distortion zones appeared around our position. The images of ferocious naval guns and dark battleships from more than ten light-years away are reflected in the center. After a short delay, the rainstorm-like torrent of psionic energy and huge jump warheads began to bombard the joint shield. Bubble, as the fleet host, Start to call the police loudly: "The third frontier column pays attention to your shield wave value, your shield fluctuates too much! The fourth frontier column, provide additional output to the third column-attention, the first wave of dismantling effect is coming!"
During the brief firefight, Harlan's King's Lander formation had completed hundreds of jumps. Although many frigates were killed by space mines along the way, all his King's Lander warships were intact. Now those huge monsters have arrived directly. Within the shooting range, a gloomy "flow of light" crossed the space between the two sides in an instant. In an instant, the joint shield of the Imperial Army was crumbling, and the frontier-class fortress ship at the top began to suffer battle damage due to overload.
"Adjust the frequency of the shield to the mathematical disturbance mode," Sivis gripped her silver-white command saber and slammed it on the ground, the power of Storm Commander spread to the entire fleet, "War Premonition!"
Premonition of War—an ability that takes effect based on the special talent of Storm Commander. By modifying the mathematical conversion method, it can greatly strengthen one's own defense and fleet mobility. At the same time, it can effectively fight against guided weapons. To combat the dismantling effect of Genesis. According to the principle of the dismantling effect, it destroys the target by destroying the information structure of the target. The more "complex" the target is in terms of information and the more "information shells" are covered, the higher the consumption and speed of Genesis performing a dismantling will be. more slowly. Sivis's response to Genesis is to desperately increase the information complexity of his own fleet - adjust the shield frequency, use the special properties of psionic energy, integrate interference outside the shield, and add additional math rate protection to his own units, This is the most effective means of self-protection in the face of Genesis. Although it cannot guarantee that you will be unscathed under Genesis, it can allow you to live as long as possible: maybe you can live until Genesis’s energy is low or it is destroyed by you. Allies killed.
No way, as one of the most insane mass-produced weapons manufactured by the empire, you can't expect there to be a way to be completely immune to the damage of Genesis - even high-ranking protoss like Icetis dare not resist that thing.
"I found something," Sandora looked over worriedly, "Harlan's condition has recovered."
I also found out: the Harlan army is now fighting with high will and quick response. Facing the sudden attack of the imperial army, their response plan is very effective, and they quickly exerted the powerful combat power of the King's Lander formation. Now the Apocalypse system has not yet been activated. Because most of the ships on Harlan's side haven't reached the optimal engagement distance, but I believe Harlan will order to open the Apocalypse soon. When that set of troublesome things is also activated, we will face an army of lunatics rushing up with dozens of long-lasting BUFFs and thick skin.
The Harlan Front seems to have finally ended their long-lasting sleepwalking state. Now they are fully exerting their due strength as the fallen apostles, and the pressure on the frontline has increased sharply.
"Well, it doesn't affect much. I like to fight tough battles, which gives me a sense of accomplishment," Sandora suddenly showed a cold and arrogant smile, "Halan, if you keep sleepwalking like this, it will disappoint me... The Seventh Legion Get ready and let the ring of light give them a big gift."
The Seventh Fleet—that is, the Fel Legion, or the old Royal Fleet, is our big and small trump card in this battle. Now they are still hiding in the hidden force field and have not entered the battle so far. The reason why we did this is that I want to wait for the moment when some of Harlan's spaceships are depleted of shields. The Seventh Fleet has more than two hundred glow rings. Their terrifying mirror system can ignore the joint shield and directly destroy spaceships that are not protected by independent shields and are smaller than them. Something, because he is still following the habit of facing the Imperial Army in the past, letting the small and medium-sized ships whose shields are almost exhausted continue to fight outside the array. In the past, this tactic was very correct, because the joint shield from the friendly forces can continue to provide protection to those spaceships, and the latter's continued fighting means continuous damage output, but this time-the glow circle should not disappoint others.
"By the way... Before that, we still have to find a way to kill those ring-in-ring battleships."
There was a violent vibration under my feet, and I said worriedly.
The second wave of dismantling effect has just ended. It almost penetrated the combined shield on the front of our army. The three frontier-level columns with the most serious consumption were all in a hurry. Their respective independent shields were hit to a critical value of 10%. It is no longer possible to provide additional output for the joint shield.
Bingtis glanced at me: "Are you going to do it yourself?" RS