The right time, place and people.

Different civilizations describe this sentence differently, the language is not universal, but the truth is universal.

In the "Utopian Galaxy", this truth has been verified once again.

If the "wormhole" of Planet 2 had appeared a little earlier, the two "fleet clusters" would never have entered the "Utopian Galaxy".

Moreover, if the "wormhole" of Planet 2 appeared later, it would be relatively better to wait for the two "fleet clusters" to be deployed.

Occupy the geographical advantages and people, but the "United States of the Star Alliance" does not occupy the "heavenly time".

The two "fleet clusters" have dispersed, and a large number of warships are flying towards different regions within the star system, and in the interstellar medium region at the edge of the star system, more warships are still waiting for orders to prepare for departure.

The Battlestar cluster, which was originally arranged, was also being repositioned because of the insertion of the fleet.

Just when there was some confusion like this, the "wormhole" appeared.

No one knew how this "wormhole" appeared, and they were not given much time to think at all, or even given them a chance to react, and a shadow rushed over in the rapidly expanding "wormhole".

In images scanned by special instruments, these rapidly moving shadows are standardized into vivid and striking reds.

In just an instant, the void outside the "wormhole" was completely filled with red shadows.

It was completely like a stormy offensive, and the red shadows that surged out of the "wormhole" drowned out a large white point of light representing the "United Powers of the Star Alliance" spacestar cluster in the picture.

Destroying a cluster of Battlestars in a devastating manner, the red shadows quickly split into several teams and began to fly in different directions as the red shadows continued to spread.

"The three fleets of Green Star, Red Star, and Blue Star have already met it."

"They are the closest fleet to the wormhole."

A staff member said loudly.

"Picture."

Barry said hurriedly.

On the huge light screen, the "wormhole" screen disappears, and in its place is three fleets advancing in unison.

"Do you need me to connect a ship and see from their point of view?"

The staff member asked in a whisper.

"No, I don't."

"It's a good angle, and I want to look at it from a third-party perspective."

Barry did not hesitate to reject the staff's offer.

"It has entered the effective range, and in two seconds the fleet is expected to open fire."

Another staff member said.

"What's that?"

At this time, another staff member on the work platform exclaimed.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him inexplicably, the staff member didn't talk nonsense and quickly started operating on the workbench in front of him.

On the huge light screen, it is still the original picture.

It's just that the picture has been transformed and replaced with a specially scanned image.

In front of the surging red shadows, a large field of light and shadow suddenly appeared.

The speed of these lights and shadows was very fast, and the lights and shadows that had reached the speed of light swept through the void and crashed into the fleet, which obviously wanted to change the direction of flight, but it was too late.

At this point, the macro picture becomes a micro perspective.

Maybe it's from the perspective of a warship, or maybe it's another probe closer to the fleet, but the picture is at least clear enough.

So, everyone saw a scene that surprised them.

Those lights and shadows were not the "bio-energy rays" emitted by the aliens they had just estimated.

They are like aliens, aliens the size of the "United States" space shuttle fighters.

At the same time, the corner of the screen already gives the flight speed of these aliens that crashed headlong into the fleet, and that value clearly tells them a terrifying truth.

Just like the "suicide squad" they arranged, these aliens were clearly self-killing.

Crashing into it at close to the speed of light to produce energy is absolutely terrifying.

They weren't given much time to think, and the alien, which looked more like an oval ship, crashed into the fleet.

Nearly 10,000 aliens disappeared into the fleet in an instant.

In an instant, a chain explosion was generated.

Even with the presence of the energy shield, the energy storm generated by the terrifying impact easily tore through the energy shields of many more ships, and then destroyed them.

The chain explosion was completely connected.

When the energy storm began to spread among the three fleets, more aliens approached rapidly at any time, and a large area of dark green energy cannonballs blasted into the chaotic fleet as if unwilling to be lonely.

The explosion of these dark green energy cannonballs was like pouring boiling oil on the flames, and it became more and more intense.

In the picture, the existence of a battleship is no longer visible.

The cluster of light, which is even brighter than the stars, completely obscures everything.

In the pained or horrified gaze of Barry and the others, the red light and shadow representing the alien army split in two, grazing the light formed by the energy storm and swept past.

"Go back to the picture just now, I want to look at the wormhole."

Barry, clenched into a fist, gave the order in a trembling voice.

He knew better than anyone that the three fleets were finished.

Even if there were still some warships that were lucky enough to exist after the energy storm, as long as they kept skimming their aliens and striking at the middle, those warships would not last long before they were destroyed.

It can be said that after the alien chose such an aggressive attack method, the end of the destruction of these three fleets was already doomed.

The picture on the huge light screen was quickly replaced.

In the huge main control hall, there was an instant sound of gasping.

Looking at the boundless red shadows in the void, at the rapidly diffusing red shadows that had broken into tens of thousands of arrowheads, Barry groaned in his heart.

"Retreat."

"Unless our warships can cover the entire Utopian system, unless our planetary cannons can cover the surface of every planet and moon, we will lose."

"Give my order, and all fleets will withdraw at once."

"And those Battlestar clusters, Utop's more ground troops, how much can be evacuated."

His body trembled slightly, and Barry gave the order in pain.

Fortunately, as long as the order is passed on, the fleet that can leap in space will definitely evacuate quickly before the alien army can approach and destroy them.

But the Battlestar cluster does not work, let alone a large number of ground forces.

"I don't agree with ......"

As soon as Barry finished speaking, the "commissioner" from the council denied his order.

However, the old man of the "Celestial Star Clan" only said four words, as if he had already expected his reaction, Barry pulled out the miniature high-energy gun on his waist, and without hesitation, aimed it at his head and pulled the trigger.

A tangible, high-energy ray pierced the old man's head in an instant.

At the moment when the old man fell, the soldiers brought by Barry had already aimed high-energy rays at the two guards behind the old man.

As for the others, they seemed to have expected this scene for a long time, but they didn't show any surprised expressions.

Everyone's eyes looked at the work platform, watching the staff quickly pass on Barry's orders.

However, no one noticed that from the nostrils of the old man who died with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, a small insect that was almost impossible to see with the naked eye flew out, and then it was thrown into Barry's ear hole at lightning speed.