Regardless of the blood pupil, this war belonging to the Great Prince continues, and it is very smooth.

In the endless void, I saw the Great Prince's fleet one after another, rushing towards the Gate of Dawn like locusts. Countless ornate golden turrets emitted beams of light energy, and from time to time battleships were penetrated and exploded, and more battleships were replenished. The light of the Light Shield shimmered in the void like shining stars.

In such a fierce battlefield, the timing should be calculated in microseconds. Countless beams of light energy were staggered at each moment, leaving almost no time for the combatants to react. Only a cosmic warrior who is powerful enough to reach a meteorite star level or higher can come and go freely in such an environment, looking for fighters in thousands of data exchanges per second.

Fortunately, whether it is the eldest prince or the empress, they have enough confidence.

The Royal Knights of the Grand Prince had launched a surprise attack under the cover of warships, and the Knights Templars of the Empress Party were also defending with all their might. It's a pity that in the previous war, the Great Prince's side had already captured the main light energy node, which made the balance of this battle tilt from the beginning. As more light transit ships are integrated into the sub-rule network, the control of the evil over the sub-rule network is also expanding.

For the Boca people, sub-rule networks and light nodes mean the logistics and context of the war. Whether or not there is a rule and the infinite blessings of Light energy are completely different things. Therefore, whoever can dominate the sub-rule network and the solar energy node can win a greater advantage, or even an absolute advantage.

In this regard, the empress has gradually fallen into the upper hand. Having lost her main Light node, her subordinates had to rely on the blessings of the Dawning Gate to fight. Far less than the subordinates of the Great Prince. So when the number of warships damaged by both sides reached thousands, the outcome of the war was already doomed.

In the void, thousands of light energy relay ships were already in place, opening their umbrella-like light energy reactors, which looked like golden flowers blooming in the void. But the feeling that brought the Empress fleet was despair. 87% of the sub-regular network and light energy coverage have fallen into the control of the Great Prince. Aside from the area around the Dawn's Gate, the Empress has no support.

"Retreat! We return to the Throne of Dawn! Said a handsome man in a red cloak and shrouded in ornate gold armor, three golden runes floating behind him, like ancient paintings, exuding a mysterious yet sacred meaning.

He was the head of the Knights Templar. Boca. A strong supporter of the Queen's Party, Mobek, "The Scattering of Light".

As the best elite of the Boca clan after the Great Chaos, he became famous thousands of years before the Great Prince Evil. And it's strong. It is said that it has long surpassed the peak of the stellar star. Whether the Great Prince will be able to ascend to the throne. He is the main stumbling block.

It's a pity that the war will not be transferred by the will of the individual, after losing control of the sub-rule network. Even Mobek had to admit that he couldn't stop evil. The only way now is to enter the Throne of Dawn and continue to resist with the Sub-Rule Core and Light Core there. The good thing is that his subordinates will no longer be in danger of lacking support, and the bad thing is that the strong people on the side of the Great Prince will also receive the same blessings.

The Throne of Dawn is the birthplace of the Boca people, and as long as they are Boca, they will be treated equally.

"My lord, it can't be like this, we can still do it!" A Templar shouted loudly, his voice filled with sadness.

The Knights Templar are the pride of the Boca people. But if they lose even this war, their glory will probably be lost in the long river of history.

It's just a pity that Mobeck can't change for the sake of this. The Templars were glorious, but the throne of the Empress was even more important.

"Retreat, it's an order."

With that, he shook his cloak and turned and walked to the back passage.

In the void, the battleships belonging to the Empress began to retreat. The huge Gate of Dawn slowly turned, and little by little, the pattern inside became real, unfolding like a flower......

"Win!" The channel of the fleet belonging to the Great Prince was full of joy, and everyone shouted in ecstasy.

Only the evil on the rear mothership still calmly played with the six-pointed star in his hand.

"It's not like Mobec's style to give up so early. I thought he was going to hold out until the end of the fleet battle......"

"Lord Mobek is also an excellent commander, and if he still fights in an environment where he has lost the sub-rule network, he can only destroy himself." A man in gold armor said next to the evil. He is the Captain of the Third Legion of the Royal Knights, Gilles, "The Lightwalker".

I saw him staring at the huge six-pointed star in the void with blazing eyes, and said softly. "Your Highness, now that the Gate of Dawn has opened, it's time for the next step."

"Do you have any plans? Giles? ”

"It's all up to you. Great ...... Your Majesty. ”

"Don't change your name so soon, my Legionnaire. Because this time it's not just my stage, it's yours as well. "Evil fingers twitched slightly on the six-pointed star, as if pressing an invisible password." I have an idea about this battle for the throne. ”

"Please show me." Gilles knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

"I probably won't face Mobek this time."

"Why?" Giles looked up in surprise. "As an old adversary who has always been your enemy, don't you want to end his glory with your own hands?"

"That's not something to be proud of, my Legionnaire." Evil shook his head. The gaze becomes deep. "Because I have more important things to do. In the face of the future of the Boca people, personal honor and disgrace are insignificant. A Mobek is no longer in my eyes. ”

"I have only one goal, and that is the Empress's throne."

"Mobeck is important, but I don't think the Empress will let him guard the palace, and he must protect the other cores of the Throne of Dawn. That's what a commander does. My enemies will be the Empress and her sister. ”

"So...... Mobek and his subordinates must be handed over to others, such as ...... You. ”

"Really?" Gilles' voice trembled, to be able to fight against the already famous figures of the Boca clan was the glory of his legionnaire captain, and he could boast of eternal life. How could he not be excited, how could he not be eager?

It's a pity that even if he looks forward to it, the gap in strength is there. A Legion Commander could not be a match for the Templar Commander in any way.

"You'll also need some help. I happen to have these. ”

"Allies of humanity and other races have been waiting for a long time. In this war, there is their place. ”

The evil smiled, but the depths of his gaze grew colder and colder.

"The value of an ally lies in sacrificing ......"

"Gilles, let them be your temporary subordinates. You have to use them well. Let them emit the right light and heat at the right time, in the right place. Of course, this light had to be a little more brilliant and wonderful to be worthy of my accession to the throne. ”

"Everything, as you wish." Gilles lowered his head, a grim smile on his face. (To be continued......)