As if by a miracle, when all the surrounding Envoy-class battleships were destroyed by the terrifying purple light net, the command ship that Pike was riding on was extremely lucky to survive the steel wreckage.

With the shield draining all energy, the entire shell was melted into molten iron by high temperature and then condensed again, and there were potholes everywhere The command ship escaped out of Pike, and the lieutenants and holy warriors in the ship still had an extremely frightened look of disbelief on their faces.

What is the purple light in the sky just now, the light net that turned all the five thousand top-notch and most defensive envoy-class combat ships into molten iron and pimples? What kind of terrible energy is needed in this world to achieve such perverted lethality!?

Standing in front of the porthole, Pike was shaking all over his body as he clung to the window handrail with both hands.

He stared at the iron lumps in the outer orbit of the wild goose star, which were constantly sucked to the ground by the gravitational pull of the planet, the broken decks, the parts, and his heart seemed to be rammed by the stone crusher with maximum power, and there was no second emotion except colic.

These battleships that died under the purple light net, those strong and obedient martial cultivator warriors, are all strong soldiers and warriors that he has brought out all the way over the centuries, and they are all his most inseparable old books! ! And in this "battle" where they didn't see the enemy at all, they didn't die under the enemy's sword like a real warrior, but they died in that damn evil light net, and they didn't even leave a single corpse behind!

With such a loss, how can Pike, a veteran of the battlefield, not hurt from the deepest part of his heart to the innermost layer of his soul?

"Report the damage to the Union Council immediately... No, report directly to Speaker Truman on a single line. Pike, whose voice was already a little hoarse unconsciously, almost squeezed out these words from under his throat: "Planet Seventh can't go back, if the other party has the heart, he can definitely give us the same surprise attack within half an hour." The Big Goose Star, which has this kind of lethal weapon, is absolutely capable of destroying the Seventh Star that we have just built in a short period of time. Well... Prepare to leap into another dimension and escape to the nearest star!"

At this moment, in addition to him, the adjutant group, and the crew pilot, the more than forty holy warriors who directly obeyed his orders also sat in the command room of the ship. But even if they have been expanding the portfolio field and have not lifted it, they have not the slightest objection at all.

The arrogant Saint Warriors, after witnessing the purgatory-like "natural disaster" on earth, were already 100% sure that even if they were to open the defensive field with all their might, they would definitely not be able to hold on for long under such a terrifying light net.

This weapon completely subverts one of the common senses that holy warriors are most proud of... No hot weapon can cause any damage to a master who has reached the level of a holy warrior.

Therefore, when they directly faced the threat of being burned to death by the purple light net, these forty or so holy martial artists also sat obediently in the command room, and did not feel any shame because they fled in embarrassment.

"The space leap energy has been prepared, and the coordinates of the defense Starlink have been debugged..."The crew members who were in charge of these trivial matters next to him had just finished halfway through the report on the preparation of the leap forward, but everyone suddenly became dumbfounded.

I don't know when, a group of swarthy S-type ordinary warships have surrounded Pike, the envoy-class command ship.

These seemingly ordinary warships were all printed with a circle, and there was a badge with the image of a hideous martial cultivator.

Pike and the others had seen this strange-looking badge on the spaceship public network... All the news about the wild goose star provoking the Universe Alliance will be marked with such a circular badge. People on the public network have called it the "Wild Goose Star"

Although according to secular conventions, only seventeenth-level stars have a badge representing the identity of the planet, since the mysterious existence of the Dayan Star, which was born out of nowhere, dares to compete with the Cosmic Alliance, it is not unacceptable to have a "star emblem", which represents extreme glory and status.

Return to Pike's command cabin.

The moment the envoy-class battleship was surrounded, everyone's faces, including the forty proud saint warriors, turned into ashes in an instant. The interception team of the Big Wild Goose Star has finally chased after it!

Although from the beginning, they didn't think that the Wild Goose Star people who had created such a terrible slaughter would let go of their own command ship with such obvious characteristics. But the inherent luck psychology of the human heart still gives Parker and others a glimmer of hope, and now... Pike, who only felt a stream of cold air rushing directly from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and then flowing back from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, clenched his fists tightly: "Compared to the attack power of weapons, we will definitely not be their opponents! Everyone abandons the ship and fights with them hand-to-hand!"

Except for the forty holy warriors, the ship said.." The crew in the room, the adjutants of the adjutant group, all had their eyes dimmed.

They understood very well that the meaning of Admiral Pike's words had completely given up all hope of escape for everyone except the Holy Warriors... Except for the holy warriors who can transform into ships and jump in and escape, who else can escape the pursuit of the Wild Goose Star Battleship?

After all, the crew and lieutenants quickly activated the self-destruction procedure of the Envoy-class battleship, and then followed Pike and more than forty holy warriors to leave the top-equipped Space Alliance battleship in turn.

Until everyone left the battleship and floated in the cosmic void, the Dayan Star battleship that surrounded the command ship still did not react at all, and stood quietly in place as if no one was piloting it at all.

(It seems, there is a chance to escape!) Pike and the forty saint warriors behind him who had joined forces to open up the combined realm all had a hopeful light on their faces.

"Hmph, these wild geese may be a little weird high-tech, a little unusually high-quality energy..."Behind him, the voice of a holy warrior sounded softly: "But compared to the combat power of a single person, I don't believe that there will be any good hands in this kind of poor country." ”

"Prepare to escape, these spaceships won't be able to catch up with us. Pike hesitated slightly, and quickly gave the order.

But before they had time to transform into a one-man spaceship that could leap forward in space, hundreds of figures suddenly appeared on the dozens of Dayan Star battleships... Hundreds of warriors wearing pure purple armor and holding different armor weapons in their hands.

Do ××××××××××××××××××× want one-on-one practice?

Pike and the others looked at the few martial cultivators whose cosmic power was obviously not higher than the twelfth level, and their hearts swelled with ironic emotions.

Are these wild geese people all losing their minds because of Fang Cai's purple squirky firepower network?

Martial cultivators who used hundreds of cosmic powers to sway between the tenth and twelfth levels, just wanted to keep their forty-odd holy martial artists?

As long as they are Alpha Nebula people with normal brains, they should understand the huge gap between holy martial artists and martial cultivators that cannot be crossed!

But... This time, it shouldn't be like just now, there will be another change that will cause you to suffer huge losses, right?

Pike, who still had great palpitations in his heart, looked carefully at the hundreds of martial cultivators again, trying to find a trace of an unusual conspiracy.

In terms of cosmic forces... No problem, it's just that the breath is relatively pure, and the energy fluctuations are not very mixed. The strongest one, definitely not more than level ten. Although it is a question of why the Big Goose Star has so many masters with a cosmic power of more than ten levels, and it is completely different from the waste that comes out of the master cultivation plan, almost all of them are actually cultivating their own hard stubble. But with the conceit of Pike and the other holy martial artists, as long as they are sure that the other party is only in the realm of martial cultivators, no matter how condensed and refined the cosmic power is, they will not be taken into account.

Pike, whose heart had settled down a little, couldn't help but feel a slight pang when he turned his gaze to the armor of this group of martial cultivators again.

Not surprised by the hideous, delicate shape of these armors, nor surprised by the unknown metal that armors them. What made Pike feel a chill couldn't help but rise was just the dazzling and terrifying purple sits on these martial arts cultivators!

(This kind of armor should be the same as the terrible purple S light network just now...) It doesn't matter, does it?) Pike's heart is still unsettled, but the current situation doesn't allow him to hesitate anymore... Half a second later, the preset self-destruct system on the command ship was finally activated. In the universe without sound, they only saw the brilliant light explode from the hull like fireworks, and then the entire Envoy-class command battleship, which was affectionately called the "Beloved Wife" by Pike, was reduced to ashes in an instant.

At the same time, the hundreds of Great Wild Goose Star Martial Cultivators also seemed to have suddenly received an order, slowly approaching the forty of them.

"Let's start fighting!" When an earth-shattering momentum exploded directly from Pike's body, his order had already reached the ears of the forty holy warriors under him: "Since it is a group fight, they will form their own battle teams, and there is no need to use the combined domain of forty people." We... Kill him!"

Hearing this, the more than forty holy martial artists under Pike's command dispersed without the slightest hesitation, took out their battle armor weapons and opened their respective holy martial artist domains, and casually found a direction to meet those wild goose star martial cultivators. Except for the saint martial artists of certain auxiliary fields who formed a battle team and prepared to work together to kill the enemy, the rest of the people were almost all fighting alone, preparing to kill a few martial cultivators with one enemy to vent their evil qi.

In their hearts, they naturally didn't think that a few slightly stronger martial cultivators could cause any trouble to themselves.