The singer's ship was still roaming in space, and the attack of the water droplets had not affected his mood in the slightest, and it was only a trivial matter during his long journey.

As a cleaner, the singer has destroyed countless civilizations, and of course has encountered resistance.

The space fleet, which was large enough to envelop the entire galaxy and obscure the sky, was also flattened in the painting by him with a two-way foil.

The starry antimatter bombs, the dense laser barrage, and even the earth-destroying light particle strikes have never broken through the defense line formed by the low-speed black hole.

Coming all the way from the hail of bullets, the ship never let him down, even made him feel a little bored, no matter what kind of resistance he faced, there was not much fun to speak of.

These low-level civilizations, which have not yet been able to master the weapons of the laws of the universe, cannot pose a threat to the singers no matter what. In the eyes of the singers, the weapons they used were not much different from the spears and clubs of the Stone Age, and they should have been obsolete long ago.

All coordinate broadcasters are the same, they don't have the ability to clean up themselves, so they need to broadcast the coordinates of other civilizations at the risk of being exposed themselves.

The threat of the dark forest is all that is for them, but it is only a small thing for the singer civilization, if the universe is a vast battlefield, between the positions, snipers shoot and kill people who are accidentally exposed by the other party, such as the signal army, or the gang leader or something, this is the dark forest threat.

The battle line between the mother world and the edge world that crosses the entire galaxy spiral arm and stretches tens of millions of light-years is the real cosmic war.

When the war heats up, the huge fleets of both sides mingle in a wrestling and form a spiral nebula the size of the solar system.

In the final stage of the war, the Singer Civilization resolutely threw all the remaining warships and a huge number of non-combat spaceships into this high-speed spinning nebula, which caused the total mass of the nebula to increase dramatically, and the gravitational force was greater than the centrifugal force.

Due to the high proportion of heavy elements in this star, it immediately turned into a crazy supernova after its generation, illuminating the entire pitch-black cosmic abyss!

Those were all a long time ago, and now the technology of both sides is constantly improving in the struggle, but unfortunately the mother world has finally fallen behind.

As a last resort, he invented the dimensionality reduction strike technology, and used the Great Wall of Stars built by a black hole at a low speed of light to delay time, and then began to prepare for two-dimensional transformation step by step······

Whenever I think of this, the singer always feels a pity, in this universe, no matter how weak you are, there are weaker than you, and no matter how strong you are, there are stronger than you.

As a result, every civilization inevitably faces an existential crisis, and no one is much better off than the other.

As for what the strongest civilizations are facing, don't think about it, you can't think of anything, there will even be dangers, and sometimes ignorance is also a kind of happiness.

While the singer was still thinking about all this, the main nucleus of the seed sent an alarm, and a large number of enemies were coming, covering a considerable area, and he was already surrounded.

The dense red dots on the main core of the seed were none other than the TIE fighters sent by the Northern Underworld. Although the combat effectiveness of each one is very weak, and all of them can't beat a single droplet, the scene is much more spectacular than the previous three droplets.

A large number of TIE fighters poured in from all directions to the Singer Civilization spacecraft, like an overwhelming flying locust, firing laser cannons and proton torpedoes at the same time, leaving no dead end to attack.

In the face of such a surging offensive, the singer's heart did not fluctuate, he only felt that there were so many mosquitoes today, and batch after batch came.

But it's pointless, and looking at the fact that these TIE fighters don't even have curvature engines, the singer knows that they come from a backward civilization and don't pose much of a threat at all.

The seed's defenses were activated again, and a low-speed black hole formed around the ship, forming a low-speed region, like a giant black ball enveloping the spacecraft.

Everything that went into it, whether it was a laser, a proton torpedo, or the TIE fighter itself, disappeared into a low-light-speed black hole, like a stone sinking into the sea, without even making a wave.

When all this is done, the singer knows that he is invincible, and these backward weapons are meaningless no matter how many they come, and they cannot pose a threat to himself.

However, he will not just be beaten unilaterally, there are no stars around, so the light particles are not of much use, and the number of opponents is too large, so he still has to use two-way foils.

The singer immediately asked the elder for a few pieces, which were not of much value anyway. In addition, the mother world is already ready to be two-dimensional, and the dimensionality reduction blow will be even more unscrupulous, anyway, the entire universe will eventually be reduced to two dimensions.

A two-way foil is driven through a low-speed black hole by high-power curvature and dropped into the center of the TIE fighter swarm.

As if being sucked into a flat black hole, a large number of TIE fighters instantly fell into the two-dimensional plane, like a flattened mosquito, imprinted in this huge painting of the universe.

The TIE fighter does not have the ability to reach the speed of light, and as a cheap carrier-based fighter, it does not need to travel for several light years, so there is no escape ability in front of the two-way foil, and it can only be constantly sucked into it, easily crushed into pieces of paper with a thickness of zero.

Even so, the massive TIE fighters rushed towards the Singer Civilization spacecraft like moths to a flame, whether they were swept into a low-speed black hole or flattened into pieces of paper by the two-way foil, without the slightest stop.

Originally, the singer thought that a piece of two-way foil would be enough to destroy these TIE fighters, and it didn't matter if he slipped through the net, it was enough for him to break through.

Cleanup is like that, it's not a precise job, it doesn't require absolute accuracy, which is why this position is low.

However, he soon discovered that even though a large number of TIE fighters had disappeared into low-speed black holes or two-way foils, the number of these fighters seemed to remain at a certain level, and they continued to attack.

The singer wanted to see what was going on with his eyes wide open, but unfortunately he had been rejected by the elders before. It is enough for his work to look at it from a distance, and the big eyes have more important targets to observe.

He had to analyze the source of these TIE fighters with the main nucleus of the seed, and although the efficiency was far less than that of direct observation, he quickly found it.

The North Styx hides in a nearby interstellar dust belt, and uses the minerals collected by this dust belt to activate the internal assembly factory, and continuously build TIE fighter jets to the front line.

There are also the Windchaser and Discovery escorting them on the side, maintaining the encirclement of the Singer's civilization ship in this way.

Now that the source of the problem had been discovered, the singer did not hesitate to pick up a piece of two-way foil and launch it towards the fleet.