This planetary fortress is about 30,000 kilometers in diameter, and because it is a direct transformation of the planet, it is less difficult to build than a mobile fortress, let alone a real battle star.

However, in addition to ignoring the restrictions of use conditions, its combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

It's a behemoth with a diameter of more than 30,000 kilometers, the entire planet has been transformed and loaded with dense cannons, and tens of millions of space fighters are stored in the huge planetary hangar.

The huge flagship fortress slowly approached the main battlefield, Fang Ning's God perspective covered the galaxy, overlooking the huge planetary fortress, the front and the left and right wings pressed on the planetary fortress that moved along the stellar orbit, he could see that the huge mechanical planet was covered by a thick layer of metal shell, many hatches were opened, and space fighters were pouring out like a swarm of bees.

But Fang Ning felt that it could be described in another way, he felt like tilting the bag of rice, cutting a hole, and pouring the rice out of the mouth.

A group of planes flew out, lined up densely over the planetary fortress, and killed the group of planes released at Fang Ning's ship group in the face of artillery fire.

Two equally large groups of more than 10 million planes were in a mixed battle in the space in the center of the battlefield, and the range was so dense that the main guns of both sides stopped shelling to avoid affecting their own side.

The abyss, who had become a refinement, stood on the bridge of the flagship with a expressionless face, looking at the picture displayed on the huge light curtain in front of him, which was densely entangled with red and green, forming a huge and messy picture, he pinched his eyebrows and couldn't help but sigh:

"It's spectacular!"

The assistant boning knife was sitting in another command chair, and after giving a few orders in one breath, he took a breath, his eyes fell on the huge battlefield, and he smacked his tongue and said:

"With such a large-scale war, few players should be able to see it at this stage."

The abyss, which became a spirit, smiled:

"There is only this one, there is no semicolon, even if many top war alliances have this strength, they don't have the courage to launch such a large-scale battle."

The boning knife nodded, paused and said:

"Our lord is too hanging, at this rate of development, in another ten years, we, as a guild directly under the territory, can also pull out such a huge fleet, and it will be cool at that time."

The abyss, who had become a spirit, nodded, but did not speak.

At this point, the boning knife suddenly asked an irrelevant question:

"Boss, after this civilization war is over, have you ever thought about going back to the Palamon Lordship?"

The abyss, who had become a spirit, turned around, showed a strange smile on his face, and said:

"That's the plan."

The boning knife looked at the expression on the boss's face, raised his eyebrows, and also showed a strange smile and said:

"We've been out for so long, it's strange that we miss our old friends, we haven't seen each other for so long, and I don't know if they miss us."

"Go back and see, you won't know!"

"Hahaha...."

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!!! ”

A full five hundred and twenty red pillars of light with a diameter of more than 100 meters flew out of the mechanical battle star, spanning a distance of millions of kilometers and hitting the flagship fortress in the center of the fleet, the energy shield with a thickness of more than ten kilometers rippled like water waves, and the five hundred and twenty red pillars of light hit the position, and the energy was violently agitated, as if the clear water surface had a strong chemical reaction with the red pillar of light.

This is the power of planetary fortresses, even if it is only a civilization between level 3 and 4, the T-bad main cannon is just an ultra-high concentrated energy beam with a lower power than the Doomsday Light Spear, but there are enough of them.

On such a large planet, it is not difficult to install thousands or even tens of thousands of these super cannons.

Like the Titan battle star located in the terminal exit system, its diameter is as high as 70,000 kilometers, which is 2.5 times the size of the planetary fortress XT-459 Iron Core Exterminator, and has 3,000 T-slots, which are 500 special slots and 2,500 ordinary slots.

Special slots contain four T-slot cannons, and one normal slot contains eight T-slot cannons.

In other words, the Titan has as many as 22,000 T-slot main guns alone, which is simply a terrifying horse.

It is equivalent to withstanding more than five hundred bombardments equivalent to weakening doomsday light spears, and the shield of a flagship fortress like Fang Ning has not been broken, and its defense value is simply terrifying.

But this mechanical planet fortress is not weak, under the bombardment of thousands of Hercules rays or dark matter accelerated by the entire fleet, its power is many times that of the planet fortress just now, and a thick layer of energy shield of the planet fortress emerged, and it took this blow hard.

Fighting such a big guy is only exhaustion, and it is impossible to solve it quickly.

In the vast battlefield that affected almost the entire galaxy, warships were sunk almost every second, and more space fighters exploded.

Tens of millions of space fighters are engaged in battles within hundreds of millions of kilometers, and the range of maneuvering is extremely small, which can be said to be completely attrition, even if the side of the Origin Leader United Fleet is all equipped with sixth-level technology Ghost fighters, and their combat effectiveness far exceeds that of the Iron Core Exterminator mechanical fighters, but there are too many enemies, and they rely on three-level and fourth-level scientific and technological weapons to grind one level six scientific and technological fighters to death.

After only half an hour of scuffle, Fang Ning received statistics that his side had lost more than 200,000 space fighters.

However, compared to the results, this loss is nothing.

According to statistics, more than 3.8 million enemy fighters were destroyed in half an hour, a ratio of almost 1 to 20.

This is still limited by the combat environment, the advantages of one's own fighters can not be brought into play, if it is a small-scale encounter, a ghost fighter can easily destroy dozens or even hundreds of fifth-level advanced space fighters, not to mention this lower-level space fighter, which is grinding to death.

Fang Ning is not very heartbroken about the loss of space fighters, they are all unmanned fighters anyway, and the cost is not very high, and it is not the pilot who controls the fighter, but the combat computer of the aircraft carrier.

The Lost Aircraft Carrier's Virtual Matrix interface has super computing power, which can instantly simulate an ultra-complex battlefield, simulate the battlefield through sensor detection, and the fighter responds to the complex battlefield movement in real time, calculating more than 10,000 response plans in an instant, and selecting the best one to transmit to the space fighter in real time, so as to make exquisite tactical responses that ordinary pilots cannot do.

In the stars, or any civilization that develops to the interstellar age, the mode of combat will become more and more automated and unmanned.

If it is normal for civilizations that have just entered space to remain controlled by humans, but with the development of technology, this phenomenon will change, and the scope of unmanned will become larger and larger.

From the beginning of the unmanned fighter to the computer mechanical control of the spacecraft, there will be fewer and fewer crew members on a spaceship, and until the last battleship, there will only be a few important positions such as the fleet and the first mate that cannot be unmanned, and the other positions will be fully automated.

Otherwise, if a fleet as large as Fang Ning was not automated, how could it be completely controlled with only a few million people.

The battle lasted only an hour and a half, and the mechanical fleet of the XT-459 Ironcore Exterminator civilization fell into a disadvantage, being pinned down around the planetary fortress, relying on the powerful firepower of the planetary cold.

Under the command of Li Wan, the combined fleet was divided into three armies, the left and right, and the Chinese army was bombarded head-on with dignified tactics.

This is the only way to do this, but if you want to take it down, you can only attack it, destroying and paralyzing the surface defenses of the planetary fortress.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for a fleet of players to cross the hyperspace passage from the Outpost system and join the Reservoir Dogs.

After another half hour or so, the garrison of the outpost system arrived.

Although it is not as good as the Origin Leader, it is a regular army of the Empire, and the weapons and equipment are good.

Having this group of regular fleets and a large number of player fleets join, greatly alleviating his pressure and reducing losses.

Then, they consume each other, which is no way to do it.

About forty or fifty minutes later, the last of the mechs were sunk, and the wreckage sank into the orbit of the planetary fortress, where it was shattered by the barrage of artillery fire.

An hour and eleven minutes later, after several hours of indiscriminate bombardment, the planetary fortress's energy shield was finally blown through.

The next battle was much easier, there was no shield, and the bombing target was directly placed on the defensive weapons of the fortress, first blowing up the towering cannons, and then clearing the X-slot cannons to collapse the exit of the planetary hangar.

When the bombardment was about halfway through, Fang Ning suddenly received a communication from the outpost commander.

He strangely connected the communication, and a young officer of the Oriental race appeared in front of him, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest to Fang Ning.... It seemed to be a noble salute, and he smiled and said:

"Your Excellency Lord Fang Ning, I'm from the Imperial Lin Clan, Lin Hu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Imperial Lin .......

There was a strange feeling.

However, Fang Ning knew that this Lin clan was one of the veteran nobles of the Galactic Empire, and he was very powerful in the imperial military, and at the same time, one of the elders in the XT-459 Iron Heart Exterminator civilization that attacked this time was the patriarch of the Lin clan.

Doesn't it feel like there's a sudden change in style?

It's normal, as a huge empire, even the lords have it, and naturally there is such an existence as nobles, which is also the NPC force in the player's mouth.

It's just that Fang Ning didn't have the opportunity or qualification to contact before, and then he rose all the way, and suddenly skipped this stage and directly became a big lord, himself a great nobleman who was not inferior to the head of the Lin family, as a junior of the Lin family, Lin Hu naturally had to salute first when he saw him.

"Your Excellency Fang Ning, I want to make a deal with you."

"Tell me about it."

Fang Ning had a slight guess in his heart.

林虎 says:

"Today's capture of the 'Main Board' planetary fortress is a great achievement, but it is a little chicken for Your Excellency Fang Ning, you don't need this credit, and you can't get merit for it, but this credit is very crucial for me."

I have to say that the soldier speaks refreshingly, without any bends, and directly shakes out his own purpose, which is so straightforward that people are speechless.

He continued:

"Ordinary things are useless to Lord Fang, even if it is a living planet, Your Excellency may not put it in your eyes, but I have news here, maybe Lord Fang will be interested."

"Tell me, if it works for me, the credit is yours."

"I have a relic in my hand, which is a token left by a lost empire in the ancient silver heart, as long as you collect all the relics, you can find the home galaxy left by the ancient lost empire and obtain the last legacy of a lost civilization."

emmm.....

Lin Hu's words made Fang Ning's heart move, thinking of a certain treasure on his body, pinching his nose and asking:

"Which Lost Empire is it?"

"Ancient civilization of the Dead."

Sure enough, this was it, Fang Ning was a little interested, and asked again:

"As far as I know, it takes six or seven Artifacts to open the closed Dreadnosaur home galaxy, how many do you have?"

Lin Hu shook his head and said:

"Your information has expired, normally you must have six relics in one to open, but unfortunately, there have been alien civilizations that have found the approximate location of the home galaxy of the Death-Dread, and now they are exploring the specific location, as long as the location is found, anyone who comes to the vicinity of the home galaxy with a token can sense it and obtain the coordinates."

"This...."

Fang Ning groaned for a moment, a little moved.

Although he already has the inheritance of the origin civilization, he can no longer obtain the inheritance of other loss-level civilizations.

But he doesn't want to pass it on, as long as the resources stored in the home system of the Feared Dead can't it?

In other words, you can use the technology of the civilization of the dead and the technology of your own territory to prove each other, and you can also absorb the advantages of the other party.

Every civilization is unique, and the basic technology is the same, but there must be its own unique technology, and it is okay to absorb the unique technology of the civilization of the Fear of the Dead.

This transaction, he was moved, and simply nodded:

"No problem, I agreed to this deal."

Anyway, for him, this so-called military merit is useless, he is a big lord, he has long been separated from the military department, and no matter how big the military department is, he can't give him a reward, so it is better to exchange it for good things.

Lin Hu was overjoyed and said:

"Your Excellency Fang Ning later, the things will be delivered to you soon."

"Hmm."

Closing the communication, Fang Ning stretched out his palm, the light in his palm flashed, and the Eye of the Fearful of the Dead, which existed in the universe in his palm, appeared in his palm and turned.

Almost instantly, he sensed the presence of a second token in the galaxy.

This relic can sense the existence of similar tokens at close range, but this relic is of little use to Fang Ning now, so it has been stored in the universe in the palm of his hand before, and the different universes are isolated, so naturally it cannot be sensed.

Not long after, a flying machine approached, and a robot presented it with a metal box half a foot square.

A servant of light took the metal box and sent it over, Fang Ning took the box and opened it, a cold mist erupted to reveal a small black crystal structure of alien wrist lying quietly in the box, and with a thought, a small light curtain on the wrist bounced open, and the attributes of this thing surfaced on it.

Hand of the Feared (Mortal Relic)

Passive Effect: Command fleet hits +25% and evasion +25% while carrying.

Activates Effect: Locks on to a target, and all attacks are guaranteed to hit the target for the next minute, limited to three times a month.

Evaluation: A portion of the Legacy Token from the Ancient Lost Empire's Death-Feared Civilization, collect all the Legacy Tokens to obtain the home galaxy coordinates of the Ancient Lost Empire's Death-Fearing Civilization.