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Although the sound of the universe cannot be heard in the spaceship, with the dazzling sparks on the big screen, people still automatically match it with matching music in their hearts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A beam of combined energy punched a huge hole in the corner of the makeshift spaceport, and hundreds of floating cannons swarmed towards this corner like flies that smelled fish.

Suddenly, countless mecha heroically appeared at the entrance of the cave, blocking the path of many floating cannons with their steel bodies. The surrounding barrels and multi-purpose barrels sprayed beams of angry energy as hard as they could, smashing the floating cannons into metal residues.

Then, the huge blockage moved to this gap, and after a brutal short fight, after paying the lives of hundreds of mechmen, it finally blocked the hole.

The same scene was repeated on the hundreds of miles of makeshift spaceports, each time with the deaths of hundreds, if not thousands, of mechmen, but the warring sides turned a blind eye to this, and they seemed to have been caught in a vortex of war from which they could not extricate themselves.

Since Fang Mingwei was in a great way on the planet Hydra, and at the same time controlled 100 million floating cannons to defeat all the unprepared Ubang family troops, Liqiu was forced to take people back to this temporary spaceport.

He led everyone to pacify the defeated army when he got the news that Fang Mingwei poured out.

This time, after getting the new Oster battleship to join, the problem of transporting floating guns that had been plaguing Fang Mingwei was finally perfectly solved.

A thousand super giants with certain combat capabilities can easily swallow a billion floating cannons into their stomachs.

The capacity like a bottomless pit made Fang Mingwei, who had known the details for a long time, still amazed.

Without hesitation, he loaded the floating cannon group into the Oster battleship and sailed to the temporary base camp of the Ubang family here.

Just when Liqiu had not yet made up his mind whether to retreat in disgrace, the high-speed moving Oster battleship had already come to a certain distance and put hundreds of millions of floating artillery groups into the battlefield.

In this way, there is no need to think about it, whether he wants to or not, he can only start a war immediately.

The war was extremely brutal, especially for the battle for the temporary spaceport, which was even more tragic.

The warriors of the Ubang clan knew that this might be their last battle. Almost everyone played to their best and showed unparalleled bravery on the battlefield. Both offensive and defensive, a large number of floating artillery groups were eliminated.

However, this is the case with the super-level performance of human beings, and under the command of Douglas, these floating cannons who are not afraid of death have become more ferocious and bloodthirsty.

Yes, human beings can ignore death under certain circumstances, especially on the battlefield, and often all kinds of heroic deeds can emerge.

However, the warriors of the Ubang family are not afraid of death, so will the floating cannon be afraid?

The answer is very obvious, as the so-called floating cannon is not afraid of death, and shooting to death is not a floating cannon.

These three-meter-long steel monsters float around the battlefield like meteors, always finding the best fighter to launch a suicidal attack. They always find their place before their energy runs out.

Here, at any time, you can see the floating cannons that have flown for a certain distance and have finished their energy in a swarm towards a certain corner of the spaceport, or a certain battleship fiercely ramming past.

They are like a colony of worker ants that have squeezed the last bit of strength, and they will not stop until they are temporary.

There is not the slightest artistic expression in their movements, but they clearly show their simple, direct and undying ferocity on the battlefield.

The dazzling explosion disrupted the myriad rays of light and rays, and when it regained a little calm, a new group of floating guns entered the battle.

These new forces rushed towards the tightest part of the battle like a group of fierce men in heat.

As a result of a round of a million guns, a Mulang-class battleship with a shield of less than one percent of the power was punched out of countless potholes.

As if time had frozen, an unprecedented mass of light exploded in the universe, engulfing at least hundreds of small and medium-sized frigates and hundreds of thousands of floating cannons around them.

It was as if it was a loud signal, and all the soldiers of the Ubang family were at a loss for a moment.

Since the start of the war, a Mulang-class battleship has finally fallen.

For the soldiers of the Ubang family, the Mulang-class battleship was the equivalent of the Victory-class battleship in the hearts of the Newmans. In the hearts of these ordinary soldiers, the Mulang-class battleship is a mythical place that crisscrosses the universe and is never defeated.

But today, this myth is like a bulging bubble on the battlefield, and it has been punctured by floating artillery groups.

"We won."

Fang Mingwei, who was desperately collecting new souls on the battlefield, suddenly heard Douglas's affirmative voice.

"Did you win? Can it be over? Gasping slightly, Fang Mingwei, who was as tired as a dog, asked with relief.

"No, we've only suppressed their momentum at the moment, and it will take at least twenty hours or more to wipe them out." Douglas said calmly.

Fang Mingwei rolled his eyes, and in twenty hours, he was almost about to faint on the spot.

For so long, when you are victorious, I can also go to Hades.

Fang Mingwei at this moment is definitely not easy, this battle can be called the most difficult one since his debut.

Whether it is the strength of the opponent or the number of floating guns commanded by Douglas, it is unprecedentedly huge.

However, this is not the biggest reason why Fang Mingwei feels tired, the real reason why he is so tired that he gasps like Xia Yue's yellow dog is those new souls.

In just six hours, more than 400 million floating guns had been dispatched from the Oster battleship. That is, in such a short period of time, Douglas has already put forty percent of his entire combat power into the battlefield.

Although he always controlled the total number of floating artillery groups within 100 million at the same time, the losses of tens of millions of floating artillery groups every hour also brought him fruitful results.

At this moment, the Ubang family is here, and there are at least more than 200 million fighters, and if the non-combat logistics personnel are included, then the number will definitely be greatly improved.

But in those six hours, one-fifth of the 200 million combatants had been decimated. A full 40 million fighters were thus destroyed by the almost endless blows of the floating artillery group.

Fang Mingwei, who was wearing a small crown in the battleship and lying in the sealed cabin, gasped violently, in order to collect all these souls and not waste them, he was so tired that he couldn't even say a word.

In the past, he would not have collected more than 30 million souls in the entire battle. But now it's only six hours, and he's already collected such a huge amount, and depending on the situation, it's going to get bigger and bigger.

At this point, Fang Mingwei also complained in his heart, although he himself was a sixteenth-level spiritual master, he still felt a little difficult to continue absorbing without stopping.

However, if he wants to let these souls go alone, then he is absolutely reluctant.

The soul is actually very fragile, and once it leaves, it is like a candle in the wind, and it may be extinguished at any time. If it's not in the red cloud, or it's attached to some kind of object, then it is basically a luxury to want to preserve it for a long time.

Fang Mingwei was sure that as long as he stopped absorbing it, within a day, seventy percent of these soul fires would disappear, and if he ignored this, then at most seven days, ninety percent of the number would automatically dissipate.

Ninety percent is a huge number.

So no matter how hard and tired he is, Fang Mingwei can only grit his teeth and persevere.

Holding out a hand, he pressed it lightly against a pocket on his chest. There, there is a light card, an ordinary light card, on which are some private life videos.

However, in Fang Mingwei's heart, the value of this light card is not something that money can describe. Even as soon as his hand touched the thin light card, a magical power seemed to well-emerge from his body, which lifted his spirit, and even extreme fatigue seemed to become insignificant.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Mingwei threw everything away and concentrated on absorbing the endless soul.

At this moment,. With Douglas's spiritual power as high as level eighteen, Fang Mingwei's spiritual consciousness seemed to expand without limit, enveloping the entire battlefield.

This ability was beyond his limits, and if it weren't for Douglas and the Little Crown, he would never have been able to enjoy such treatment.

It's just that a strange feeling slowly rose from Fang Mingwei's heart, is Douglas's spiritual power really only level eighteen?

He was almost certain that if he had been replaced by Iverson, who was also an eighteenth-level spiritual power, then he would never have been able to expand the scope of his surveillance to such a terrifying level.

Could it be that this formidable master tactician is hiding something from himself?

(To be continued)