Starki and the others made it to their destination with great difficulty, and all those who were still alive were relieved that they could finally avoid facing the enemy's constant attacks.

From fifty-six warships at the beginning of the escape, it has been reduced to fourteen broken warships now. Except for the high-speed battleship, all of them were high-level battleships of the cruiser level or above.

When they came here, the pursuers behind did not continue to pursue them. After contacting, the fortress of Silas Rundes immediately opened a passage for warships to welcome them.

Seeing that the enemy did not continue to catch up, the gate was already slowly opening, and as long as he entered it, the fugitive could end his fugitive career.

The remnants of the fleet of the other three fortresses have been gathered here, and the total number is not very large, but there are not more than two hundred of them. In this way, this team here is basically nothing to do, and can continue to act.

Receiving good Starki them, again became idle. Although the enemy's fleet was very numerous, it was only on the top. Either way, Sekrum must find a way to change the status quo. From now on, the future will become unpredictable, they can only make rough predictions, and nothing else can be done.

A million kilometers away from the fortress of Silaslunders, a starry sky is where countless warships are staying. The remaining 2,400 warships of the two detachments of Mickmis and Shachel joined with it, making the number of warships here even greater.

The giant motherships of the fleet commander were all gathered, so Mickmis and Shachel joined in. With the addition of their two, there are nine giant motherships here, among which the prison master Finnetgood's ship is nearly one-fifth larger than the other eight, which is even more huge, and as the flagship of the entire grand fleet, it is still very powerful.

The commanders of all the fleets in Pitch Black Purgatory had gathered, and a combat meeting began in the central command and control center of the general flagship.

An oval-shaped conference table is surrounded by nine chairs, each of which seats a person. Finnetgood sat at the top of the list, and the rest sat in ranked order.

Finnetgood glanced at eight very important subordinates and began the meeting. "Now that we've got all the guys here, let's get started."

"First of all, I'm going to convey Bloodeye-sama's words first." Feeter Goode paused, then continued. "Lord Blood-Eyed wants us to completely destroy the province of Notra and turn it into a dead zone."

"Secondly, the main purpose of our Pitch Black Purgatory is to make the whole universe aware of our existence." Finnetgood swallowed his saliva and continued. "You must complete this mission, and I wish you all a successful start."

After listening to Finnetgood's words, the eight of them all looked eager to try, as if the credit that could make the dark purgatory spread throughout the universe was in front of their eyes, ready to be obtained at any time.

Seeing his subordinates like this, Finit Good was very happy, the moment of the dark purgatory was approaching, and Finit Good, as the prison master, was so excited at the moment.

"Everyone, the last level in front of us, we must pass through here, and we can reach our destination at the last level." Finnetgood sorted out his mood and then said to the eight. "Everyone was ready, and after three hours, we were on time to attack."

"Yes, Jailmaster." The eight said in unison.

"Alright, let's stop here." Finnetgood had nothing more to say, so he ended the short meeting. Then he said to Shachel and Mickmis. "You two have only just arrived, so let's hurry up and get some rest."

"Thank you, Lord Prison Master, I am grateful for letting our subordinates arrive." Shachel thanked him from the bottom of his heart. "Then let's retreat first, and please rest well with the Lord."

One by one left, and the last Finnetgood also left. The biggest battle is coming, and more people will die.

The fleet of Pitch Black Purgatory here, a total of six sub-fleets, as well as the main fleet. The number of warships had reached a very spectacular level, and all of them added up to more than thirteen thousand five hundred ships of various types, more than double the number of Silas Rundes Fortress.

More importantly, Pitch Black Purgatory has a large number of high-level warriors, which increases the overall combat power a lot. Coupled with the existence of a large number of DOOM Slayers, it has three times more combat power than Silas Lundus Fortress overall.

The reinforcements of the Star Empire have not yet arrived, and the difference in combat strength between the offensive and defensive sides is barely within range, if the reinforcements can arrive in time, this offensive and defensive battle is still unknown.

On the other side, General Sekrum was giving orders to the heads of the various areas, and the enemy had been near the fortress for more than half a day, and there had been no attack.

The other side seems to be waiting for the detachment to break away from the detachment to attack the remaining four fortresses, and it should be to gather all the forces and then launch the last attack.

Just as Sekrum was talking energetically, suddenly a soldier hurried in and shouted eagerly at Sekrum. "Commander, the enemy is attacking."

Hearing the soldier's words, Sekrum did not show any surprise, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The deputy commander on the side saw that Sekrum did not speak, so he spoke to him. "Commander, since the enemy is about to attack, then we must also prepare for it."

"Oh. Yes, it's true that we should do a good job of dealing with it first. Sekrum, who came to his senses, responded. Then let's hurry to the combat command center and prepare for the battle. ”

The crowd descended to the Operational Command Center, where a large projection screen showed the enemy fleet advancing towards the fortress. There were so many of them that the people who had just arrived were stunned and looked stupidly.

Sekrum walked over to his seat, sat down, and asked an informant. "Are all areas ready to attack the enemy at any time?"

The informant immediately stood up and replied very seriously. "Commander, all areas are ready to attack the enemy at any time."

"Very well, let's see which side can win." Sekrum muttered to himself.

The enemy fleet is approaching and will soon reach the first line of defense. At the 800,000-kilometer point of the fortress, a wide minefield was set up there. There are tens of millions of mines placed inside, and it is impossible to move forward without clearing a passage out, so it should be enough to withstand it for a while.

In the face of countless machine mines, Finet Goode was very helpless, and could only order the fleet to attack the machine mines while advancing. However, he did not expect that there were many automatic attack aircraft mines mixed in the minefield, and many careless warships were attacked. The lucky guy, just the battleship was damaged, and the very unfortunate guy took his own life into it.

There is no effective way to distinguish between two identical mines, and all the mines in the field of vision can only be detonated, which will delay a lot of time and give the second line of defense on the fortress side more time.

Lomac, the commander of the Fifth Fleet, stepped forward, and he was willing to lead the Fifth Fleet in clearing the mines. Several other commanders admired him, and this task would cost the Fifth Fleet a lot of strength.

At the speed at which the mines were cleared, it would take almost two hours to pass through the minefield. During this period, the 100,000 automatic attack mines mixed with the normal mines will always move around and launch a deadly attack.

Sekrum was still very satisfied with this line of defense, although he could not destroy too many enemies, but it played a great role in the response of the second line of defense. The 100,000 self-attacking mobile turrets in the back should be able to destroy some of the enemy, and also buy a lot of valuable time for the third line of defense behind.

An uninhabited star system just a day's journey from the Fortress of Silaslundes, where a fleet of 3,000 warships has just arrived and is resting for a while.

This fleet is the reinforcement led by General Jetra, and after nearly a week of long journey, passing through several ultra-long-distance space jump gates, it finally arrived in this star system.

After such a long trek, most of the soldiers in the fleet were very tired. General Jetra knew that he could not let the soldiers go to battle with fatigue, so he chose to take the necessary rest here.

In the flagship where Jetra was sitting, Jetra was talking to his lieutenant about the rescue operation. After all, it's not too far from the goal, and it's time to talk about it.

"Isoke, this support operation is very dangerous, and it is very likely that he will not be able to return alive." Jetra, who was seated, said to Essok on the side. "In order for the Empire to be able to get out of this predicament, we must do something as soldiers of the Empire to show our loyalty to the Empire."

"General, you're right." Adjutant Essok replied approvingly. "Although this operation is very dangerous, it is a great honor for my subordinates to be able to carry out this glorious operation with the general."

"Huh!" Jetra stood up, walked over to him, and said with a smile. "Isoke, let's do our best to complete this rescue mission and to hell with that damn dark purgatory."

"yes, to hell with them." Essok shouted proudly.

Jetra liked the lieutenant very much and gave herself new feelings every time. This time was no exception, and I saw a new side of Isoke.

Time was still passing, and they didn't know that the last line of defense of the target they wanted to rescue had been attacked by the enemy, and they didn't know when the road would be breached.

It's hard to imagine what will happen a day later because of their arrival.