"Attack!"

The silver-white Giss Yankee starship had arrived at the designated location, and the commander's order immediately appeared in the hearts of every Gisyankee warrior through a psychic ability - without hesitation, the army ruled the country, or the army is the country, and all the Gisyankees, who were all soldiers, flashed out of the starship and appeared in the astral plane.

Having survived in the astral plane for countless years, the Giss Yankees are fully adapted to the environment of the astral plane, they can survive in the void of the astral plane for long periods of time, not being assimilated by the memories and spiritual fragments of the silver and white rivers - this gives them the advantage in the battle of the astral plane, and an ordinary Giss Yankee warrior is enough to fight a legend.

And at this moment, in the face of the huge flying fortress in front of them, the Giss Yankees immediately attacked!

"Warrior melee!"

"Cutter, Attack!"

"Spearhead, get ready for an assault!"

At this moment, it is only the most rudimentary Giss Yankee starship that is attacking the Storm Fortress - it has been crisscrossing the astral plane for too many years, even if it is the most rudimentary starship, the Gisyankees are still full of confidence in victory.

On this starship, there are only three arms, the Giss Yankee Warrior, the Giss Yankee Cutter, and the Gisyankee Champion.

The Gisyankee warriors are mainly responsible for melee combat, and they will attack their enemies with their huge silver swords, each blow with psychic damage, which is frightening and frustrating. Despair. Sorrowful.

The Gisyankee Mindsetter, on the other hand, attacks from the farthest reaches of their psychic abilities, leaving people feeling depressed, angry, confused, and involuntarily, creating more opportunities for the Gisyankees.

The final Gisyankee Spearhead is the perfect mix of melee and ranged, unleashing Force Field Arrows and Starstorm before getting closer, and then using the Star Pace to pass into the battlefield and kill opponents - the Gisyankee Spearhead wields a double-headed silver sword that deals two damage per attack.

And no matter what kind of Gis-Yankee troops, they all have the innate mental ability of the Gis-Yankees, and if you fight with the Gis-Yankees, with a little mental fluctuation, it is likely that the mind will be invaded, and you will die instantly!

"What a beautiful fortress!"

The purple and silver Storm Fortress below reminded Isaiah of the time when the Giss Yankees had just taken possession of the astral plane, because Thelsen and Gise had different philosophies, and the original Giis broke out into a fierce civil war, and in the end Thelsen was defeated, and the Giis who followed his ideals called themselves Gise Zeres retreated into the Chaos Sea, while the victorious Giis occupied the astral plane and called themselves Gisyankees.

Despite their victory, the Gisyankees suffered great losses, leaving them unable to occupy all of the Psiclistic Empire's legacy, so they had to aim first on the astral plane, build cities on floating islands and continents incarnated by the dead gods, and transform some of them into flying fortresses like below.

It was one of Isaiah's happiest times—all the Giss Yankees were united under Queen Guise, expanding their territory in the astral plane, killing all the Psivacs they saw, and doing the same to their former compatriots, the Giszare.

During that time, although there were battles every day, each battle was full of meaning, and Isaiah could feel that it was a fight for the race, a fight for the queen, not a battle for raids, as it is now.

"Attack!"

The order to kill was finally delivered, and thousands of Gisyankee warriors descended from the astral plane and slammed into the Storm Fortress, but when the Gisyankees were surprised to see what happened, they were blocked by a layer of lilac, barely visible defensive shields, and could not penetrate it at all.

On the contrary, countless ammunition and lightning bolts mixed with the power of spells shot out of the Flying Fortress, causing fatal damage to the Giss Yankee warriors who were stuck in the shield - although the Gisyankees' bodies could withstand the impact of memory and spirit fragments in the astral plane, they were no stronger than the elves' ** in the face of ammunition and spells.

"The Mindful continues to attack!"

"Rush in!"

The orders of the commander on the starship changed as the tide of the war changed, and hundreds of Giss Yankee spearmen marched through the stars - this time they did penetrate the shields of the fortress, but they did have to face the mighty Minotaur warriors!

With the incarnation of a racial god in charge of the fortress, the minds of all the Minotaurs are tightly guarded - without the help of psychic abilities, the Kaleidoscopic silver sword of the Giss Yankees is nothing more than a joke under the Minotaur's stout magic iron totem pole, and it only takes one heavy swing to turn a Giss Yankee soldier into a puddle of flesh and blood without human form.

"Keep fighting, and victory will belong to the Giss Yankees!"

The fierce battle cry of the Gisyankees was stirring, but Isaiah, who had survived for too long, had already heard the cowardice and cowardice in it, and he stopped the psychic spell in his hand and looked into the astral void, only to see a silver light disappear.

The commander of the Tesgau backbone to which Isaiah belonged, in this way, abandoned thousands of warriors and fled alone.

"It's not Queen Guise's age anymore, and I've lived long enough. ”

"It's time to think about death. ”

In fact, Isaiah has been waiting for such an opportunity, but the Giss Yankees have been crisscrossing the astral plane for thousands of years, and there is no opponent in the astral plane at all, even if Isaiah chooses the most basic starship, no one can defeat the Gisyankees.

And this time, Isaiah's long-cherished wish seemed to be fulfilled.

"Come on, kill me!"

With his eyes closed and his palms outstretched, Isaiah slowly floated down from the void, walking in the exact opposite direction from the other Gisyankees—and the spells and ammunition shot from the Storm Fortress seemed to have eyes, and they brushed past Isaiah's side without hurting a single hair.

When the sound of shooting and spell roar finally died down, Isaiah opened his eyes in disappointment, only to find himself standing on the platform of the Storm Fortress - thousands of Gisyankees had been wiped out in the astral plane behind him, their corpses floating in the astral void, waiting to be devoured by the gods, or assimilated by memory and spirit fragments.

"Hello, Gisyankees. ”

"We are minotaurs, kobolds, and wise moonlight rats, please come with me. ”

Standing in front of Isaiah was a humanoid creature with the head of a bull and a lizard, and although it was ugly in appearance, it was full of gentleness—and the last intelligent creature, which was completely like a beast, revealed an extraordinary amount of wisdom.

And at this moment, the little beast floating in front of him bowed slightly, and led Isaiah into the fortress where the Gisyankee junior starship could not fight each other.