Chapter 85: The Little Ghost (I)

Chapter 85: The Little Ghost (I)

In the dark universe, cold and silent, only the stars in the distance kept radiating dazzling light outward, but when these rays hit the fleet, it was only a small bright spot, and the rough and brilliant image of the stars could not be felt here at all, and the stars could not be seen here. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info like looking at the sun on Pluto.

At 9:35 a.m. on September 6, the second year of the ephemeris, crowds of people came and went in and out of the Golden Crow, and the entire fleet was filled with a tense atmosphere. The fleet had already left the star port of the trading market, and the reason why it was still docked here was because Chen Peilin and the others needed to confirm their guesses, and on the other hand, because of the long tail behind the fleet, which was composed of hundreds of thousands of fifth-level warships.

The galaxy in which the trading market is located is as lively as ever, but it's not the same as before. In the past, the excitement was due to the prosperity of commerce, and countless commercial ships shuttled back and forth within the star system, exchanging the goods they needed, but today the reason for the excitement is an asymmetrical war that may break out at any time. Countless warships shuttle back and forth within the star system, constantly changing formations. Fleets of considerable size converged on each other and became large-scale fleets. Immediately, large fleets gathered together again to form strike corps.

Row after row, row after row of battleships are neatly arranged, forming a huge attack cluster, behind which more attack clusters are constantly being formed, and farther away, a steady stream of warships are constantly emerging from the trading market, joining new attack clusters. Their enemy was the battle formation of just over a thousand warships on the outskirts of the galaxy.

Although it is a small fleet of more than a thousand ships, the intelligent creatures of the trading market are still nervous. Because they are at war with a level 6 civilization, no intelligent creature can guarantee that they will survive the battle. For this war, the nine fifth-level civilizations in the trading market have done their best, and their expected goal is only to be able to drag this intelligent creature called human in the star system where the trading market is located for five hours, which is already the best result they can achieve in the war deduction, and what happens after this is not up to them.

Above the trading market, the crimson energy shield wrapped the nine metal planets along with the huge metal rings connected to the metal planets, and the thickness of the energy shield continued to deepen, and from a distance it looked like a red collar on the star. Inside the energy shield, nine huge energy sources flashed out in the energy detector, and the pale green light indicated that they were S-level energy sources, which should be the biggest hole card in the trading market, the S-level fortress cannon, presumably the master behind them used it for them to "defend themselves".

At fifteen o'clock in the afternoon, the warships that kept appearing in the trading market gradually stopped, and all the battleships had completed their final formation, slowly advancing cautiously in the direction where the Golden Crow was located, and by now, the number of warships faced by the Golden Crow had reached 4.5 million, which was really a desperate number. According to the average need of 5,000 operators per warship, the fleet must now face at least 22.5 billion intelligent creatures, which is more than twice the total population of the fleet. After the war, at least more than 20 billion intelligent beings will die in the sea of stars.

The Golden Crow's energy shield had already risen, and the dark purple energy shield spread out sharply, combining with the blue energy shield of the Fourth Fleet to form a brilliant joint shield that would closely protect the entire fleet. Inside the Earth, Chen Peilin and a group of generals watched with great interest as the fleets of the trading market continued to emerge, and then formed a strike corps one by one, watching them continue to accelerate towards the fleet. Among these generals, a Wa general in a black military uniform stood in the corner of the command center inexplicably with excitement, and his mood was surging. He is the leader of the Wa vassals, the fourteenth prince of the Koro Empire, Koro-Glori, and today's battle is completed by his Fourth Fleet.

"If we don't take the initiative to attack, I don't think they will take the initiative to go to war. Provided that the fleet stops here without a tendency to leave. Guys, do we need to go to war now? Chen Peilin broke the silence and asked.

"The sooner we go to war, the better it will be for us, they are just little ghosts, and the real Hades has not yet appeared." Zhang Zheng stood upright and said.

"It is said that Hades is easy to see little ghosts, but I think we are Hades who are not easy to see little ghosts, and it is even more difficult." Zhuge Wushuang said with a smile.

"The master behind the trading market should be speeding up preparations now, these fifth-tier fleets are just to drag us cannon fodder, after all, our appearance time is too short, and they are not ready. So I also think that we should eliminate these cannon fodder in front of us as soon as possible, and then spare our energy to deal with the sixth-level civilization behind them. Bernard looked at the holographic projection, looked up fixedly, and said.

"Glory, I'll leave it to you, is there a problem?" Chen Peilin turned around and looked at the little prince of the Wa clan with a smile and asked.

"No problem at all," replied Growley excitedly.

At fifteen p.m. fleet time, the Fourth Fleet suddenly moved, lined up in battle formations around the Golden Crow, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed directly at the massive strike corps in the trading market, and the two sides began to accelerate each other beyond the range of the main guns, rushing towards each other quickly.

At 15:20, the enemy fleet was the first to reach the range of the fleet's main guns, and the muzzles of the super-large caliber energy main guns erupted a thick column of energy light, and quickly rushed towards the local fleet. At the same time, the battle formation of the local fleet seemed to be torn through the middle of a huge curtain, and countless purple pillars of light crossed the formation, and where the pillars of light passed, all the battleships turned into debris, and the pillars of light continued to rush forward until they slammed into the shield of the trading market. With just one blow, the thick energy shield of the trading market was easily pierced through a huge hole, explosions, flashes of light, and countless debris continued to erupt from the inside of the trading market.

At 15:35 a.m., both sides were within range of their main guns, and by this time the main guns of the fleet had completed ten salvos, and at least half a million enemy ships had crashed in the course of their advance. Countless pillars of red energy light mixed with scarce purple pillars of light staggered back and forth on the battlefield, and the flash of explosion flashed like starlight in the dark universe......