The cold, silent, eternal dark void seemed to be filled with endless blood and fire at this moment.

On the battlefield of Nuoda, the wreckage of the burning battleships can be seen everywhere, and most of the astonishing and majestic interstellar fortresses and war fortresses have become fragmented, and large pieces of irregular broken armor are scattered in all directions, and occasionally milky white escape pods can be seen floating in them.

The battle was still raging, and the brilliant fireworks of the battleship were bursting one after another.

The appearance of each firework means the loss of hundreds of lives, and only a few are lucky enough to escape.

This is war, no one is immune to being in the game, whether it is an ordinary ship soldier or a Polestar Warrior, a mecha warrior, or even a general, marshal, or a Polestar Warrior, there will inevitably be a risk of death.

In the rear airspace, in the interstellar fortress that temporarily served as the command center of the Mondello Imperial Mecha Legion, Marshal Petrov stared coldly at the battle situation on the projection screen, his face was as gloomy as a dark cloud.

The performance of your own mecha legion is really too poor, the battle has not been started for long, and the casualty rate is already shocking, especially the mecha of the gold rank and above has lost more than half, and the higher platinum and diamond rank mecha have also lost a lot, and there are many Polestar gods who have high hopes for the general to fall in the melee.

The Ingatil mecha legion on the opposite side is becoming more and more courageous, and has basically grasped the initiative on the battlefield, and is organizing superior forces to enter the field to encircle and kill, and it will not be long before the final victory may be laid.

"It's a shame!"

Marshal Petrov slammed his fist on the table, and the elite of the dignified empire was firmly suppressed by an opponent who was obviously inferior to his own, and it was eliminated in a systematic way, and anyone with the slightest blood would feel aggrieved.

"Your Excellency, do you want to release all of our reserves?" One of the admirals next to him suggested.

"In the current situation, what effect can it have if it is released? It's just a war merit for the other party. ”

Marshal Petrov gritted his teeth and said that due to the great loss some time ago and the replenishment was not timely, when this round of offensive was launched, the elite troops under his command were already insufficient, and in today's extremely unfavorable situation, even if all the chips are pressed, it is difficult to guarantee that the tide of the war will be reversed.

A senior general said sullenly: "It's all because the guys who command the fleet are too wasteful, and if they fight like this, we will all suffer." ”

In the war of the interstellar age, the outcome of the fleet duel has a great impact on the battle situation, and as long as the superior side plays well, it can completely suppress the opponent in one go until it is completely defeated.

Petrov glanced at him sideways, and his tone was not good: "The commander-in-chief of the fleet is His Excellency Marshal Terrence, do you want to question the marshal's ability?" ”

The general's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. ”

With Marshal Terrence's ability and qualifications, there is no one who has more prestige in the army, and even if the war is unfavorable, no one dares to be dissatisfied with him.

Petrov snorted, did not continue to delve in, thought for a moment before saying: "Let all the reserve corps be ready to attack, and in addition, please ask Your Excellency the Marshal if you need to fight back with all your might." ”

The implication is that whether or not to continue to fight this battle is a reasonable choice to stop as soon as possible.

Anyway, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, even if you lose this round, go back and rectify the people and start over.

In a certain area of the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of high-level mecha are forming a formation to fight bloodily, missiles and various energy beams are intertwined into an impermeable fire web, and huge fireballs exploding from mecha flashes from time to time.

The formation of the Silver Shark Legion was dispatched, and the effect was immediate, although the number of mecha legions on the opposite side was far surpassed, but due to the significant disadvantage in quality, they were in a state of being firmly suppressed from the beginning, and the number of casualties and losses skyrocketed.

In the midst of the chaos, a strange humming sound that made people tremble echoed on the spiritual level for a long time, and a silver-black lightning was rushing back and forth, and everywhere it passed, it was so strange that any enemy mecha could not last three breaths in front of him, and it would be killed neatly.

From time to time, a silver light curtain will explode in the depths of the enemy mecha group, instantly spreading to a radius of thousands of kilometers, the destructive power of the light curtain is extremely terrifying, all the mecha that is affected are annihilated by the energy shield, the body collapses, explodes, fires, and turns into garbage in the void.

This is Qin Feng's legendary pinnacle mecha, with the addition of this sharp weapon and a full set of functional chips, all movements within the entire battlefield, including the flight trajectory of each battleship and mecha, and the movements of all missiles, firepower units, and escape pods on both sides of the enemy, cannot avoid his powerful divine induction.

After no need to hide his strength, now the cultivation of his body is no different from the real Pole Star Martial God, not counting the role of the avatars, so since the battle, hundreds of enemy mechs have died under him, but they haven't even touched his side.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's face changed slightly, and the legendary mecha escaped dozens of kilometers away with a remnant image, avoiding a golden ray that didn't look very sharp.

The figure that exuded a chilling murderous aura broke through the air, it was a golden legendary peak mecha about 100 meters high, with a full body armor shaped like an ancient warrior, the mecha was holding a long golden war ge, which was full of fine and mysterious ancient lines, and the unimaginable energy was flowing endlessly, and countless light runes as thin as grit flew and flickered around the battle ge, like a black hole-like terrifying pressure rushing towards the face.

"Your Highness Belus, don't come unharmed!"

Qin Feng said indifferently.

Berus let out a chuckle, the coercion was like an abyss, and the majestic divine thoughts had already locked Qin Feng's position.

"I knew it was you!"

A soft voice sounded on the spiritual level: "I really didn't expect it, I haven't seen you for more than a month, and your cultivation has improved again, if it takes some time, I'm afraid that more soldiers of my Mondello Empire will die in your hands." ”

"So, it's better for me to put an end to your rise."

When he saw Qin Feng again, Belus knew that he had come to the right place today, the growth rate of this genius was too terrifying, since he couldn't rebel and buy it, he could only wipe it out as soon as possible, so as not to become a big problem for the empire in the future.

Qin Feng's expression was solemn: "If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you alone are not enough." ”

Belus did not deny this: "That's right, so I've also found a few helpers to come over, they will appear soon, since you dare to go to the battlefield today, you don't have to go back." ”

Qin Feng smiled: "It's a pity that they will never appear." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Because I'm not alone!"

Qin Feng slowly raised the Splitting Sky Halberd: "There are those few interceptors, they are estimated to have been on the road now, and even you yourself have to stay here today." ”

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