In the dark starry sky, the shadow of the legendary Star Destroyer Scourge floated quietly, and in the command room, Atren Blacklight held a glass of red wine, his eyes were unusually cold.

Sauron reported in a low voice.

"The latest news, the Death Front of Firas has been destroyed."

"Good !!" Atren Blacklight shouted with a hideous face.

After shouting, he drank the bright red wine from the wine glass in his hand, and slammed the wine glass on the ground!

"Fila Death Front is gone! The Federation has no way to retreat, and the alien race has no way to retreat, and the only fuse in this world is broken! There is nothing to mediate in this world, or the alien race is erased from the world! Or the Commonwealth will fall! Atren Blacklight laughed nervously.

Sauron stood silently, expressionless, without any joy or mood swings.

It's as if he's just passing on a message that is not ordinary.

In fact, what Atren Blacklight said is the best historical witness, when the node of the balance relationship is broken, if there is no new opportunity, then one of the two sides of the conflict is destined to perish.

Ataren Blacklight didn't know how long he smiled, and his distorted face slowly calmed down.

Sauron continued to report in a low voice at this time: "According to the plan, the troops of the alien race have already arrived in the tenth star field, but the conflict is not very strong now, and it is only a tentative attack for the time being. ”

"I see, the show is ready to play." Ataren Blacklight's eyes distorted back.

In the Seventh Star Domain, Eternal Darkness Star Sea, Chitaki and the others followed the butcher to the ship and helped distribute the medicines, only to see that the ship was full of wounded soldiers.

Due to the limited number of beds in the ship's hospital, many patients are treated in makeshift beds on the streets.

Looking at Chitaki and the others who were holding the medicine, many people's eyes gathered.

There is longing in his eyes, but he is very self-restrained.

The people of the Amunsi Empire were fierce, and their self-discipline was not ordinarily strong.

Chitaki was in a slightly gloomy mood, and he began to help distribute the medicine to the doctors in each area.

The doctor who received the medicine also had red eyes and said excitedly: "Great, this batch of drugs is too timely, thank you!" ”

Chitaki shook her head and replied.

"You deserve it, go and save people."

"Okay." The doctor at the scene hurriedly took it and answered.

The butcher standing beside Chitaki sighed: "These are all brothers who fought with me on the battlefield and fought with aliens, to be honest, seeing that they did not die at the hands of aliens, but were not treated in front of me, and died slowly, my heart is like a knife, I would rather die than me." ”

"I understand your feelings, you will be fine, the war is over for the time being, we are going home." Chitaki reassured.

"Yes! After fleeing for hundreds of years, I finally looked forward to this moment, although it was only a short period of tranquility, but it was also extremely precious. "The butcher also has mixed feelings.

Chitaki patted the butcher's arm and comforted.

"Don't think about that, let's go help."

"Good!" The butcher nodded emphatically.

At this time, everyone began to get busy, and the medicine they received was distributed quickly.

By the time the busy work was over, it was already dusk.

Chitaki stood in the middle of the street, looking at the rows of wounded soldiers lying on the street, and from time to time he could hear the sound of crying all around, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Everyone here is fighting desperately on the Death Front in Firas, in order to protect the line from falling and protect their loved ones in the rear.

Chitaki didn't dare to imagine what they would feel if they knew that they had worked so hard in exchange for the Federation's abandonment.

"I'm working so desperately to distribute supplies, you're in a daze here." Colimi Kamiki panted and walked behind Chitaki and said.

"Got it." Chitaki was not in the mood to argue with Kolimi Shenhui, and asked flatly.

"It's definitely done, but then again, your batch of supplies was really timely, and it can be seen that they are short of supplies, and the shortage is very serious." Kelimi Shenhui sensed that Chitaki's tone was not normal, so he said well.

Chitaki said with a little emotion: "We can send supplies to the Dawn Legion, but we can't send supplies to all the legions of the entire Filas Death Front, and this situation is constantly happening now." ”

Colimi Shenhui froze in place, and he immediately reacted, there were so many legions of the entire Firas Death Front.

Thinking of this, Kelimi Shenhui's spirit was in a trance, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Chitaki turned around and patted Kelimi Kamiki on the shoulder with her backhand.

"Let's go."

At the border of the Twelfth Star Domain, the entire starry sky was full of the remains of the corpses of alien races, and the dense fleet was unstoppable into the Twelfth Star Domain, and the entire Twelfth Star Domain gathered the defending troops on the border, and they only lasted 31 hours before they were completely defeated.

At this time, the fleet of the Dusk Legion was frantically chasing and killing the alien forces that tried to escape.

The commanders of the ships were very nervous, for fear that Esbedo would blame him.

You must know that when she gave the order to slaughter all the alien troops here, who would have thought that when the losses of the alien troops reached three-quarters, they instantly lost the will to fight and began to flee.

In the command room of the Xinglan Covenant, everyone did not dare to pant loudly.

There is only one countdown on the entire screen, a 48-hour countdown, and 17 hours left.

The adjutant standing aside was actually tempted to say a few kind words to all the ship commanders.

After all, they also won the battle, and there is no need to be really so harsh.

But seeing Esbedo's face, he finally swallowed the words back into his stomach.

Time passes by second, second by second.

At this time, except for the First Legion of the Dusk Legion, the rest of the fleet had already pursued into the Twelfth Star Domain.

"Esbedo-sama, are we still standing by?" The adjutant hesitated and finally asked.

"Wait, wait until the time is up." There was no room for negotiation in Esbedo's tone.

In fact, the people in the command room didn't quite understand why Esbedo did this, it was completely unnecessary.

"My lord, I don't think it's necessary." In the end, the adjutant still expressed his confusion.

"You think I'm being harsh on them? I've given them a chance, the alien forces gathered are no match for them, and I've given them plenty of time, what's the use of asking them if they can't do that! Esbedo's tone became more and more penetrating and cold.

"But this is really a bit harsh, the other party has already begun to escape, and it is impossible to slaughter them all." The adjutant argued.

"Since you all know that the other party will definitely escape, why don't you prepare in advance, I made it very clear before, allow them to use any methods and means, I just need to see the result!"

"Yes! The subordinates understand that they are too stupid! ”