The Eastern Corona Cluster, a galaxy of whales.

The fiercest battlefield on the entire Eastern Front was here, with millions of warships bombarding each other between the stars, and the brilliant stream of light particles exploded into fireworks, illuminating the dark void.

The intensity of this war far exceeded the Heavenly Mother Sect's invasion of the Zhuji Galaxy, and the stars alone had already shattered the mortal numbers, and the originally very rich galaxy was almost destroyed into a barren land.

Satellite City No. 34.

"When is this day going to be the end!" Lao Xue was paralyzed on the console, only feeling a splitting headache.

This is a sign of excessive mental consumption, Lao Xue is a fourth-class cultivator, and he is also considered a middle and high class in the interstellar society, and his job is to regulate the hummingbird-type cargo spaceship and maintain the damaged warship.

Although this logistical work is not as risky as that of the front line, it is more trivial and arduous, and there is no rest.

As the war progressed, the logistics system of the entire Xinghuan was greatly tested and entered the overload mode early.

Lao Xue hadn't closed his eyes for three months, he hadn't recovered from meditation, and after the mana and spirit were exhausted, they were all quickly replenished by the nutrient solution.

Although it can indeed be recovered, it will inevitably cause irreversible damage to the divine soul in the long run.

But he can't help it, there are too many battleships that need to be repaired every day, even if they are repaired day and night, without stopping, there is no day to complete the repair.

Qin Xiao, another repairman, said casually while manipulating the tooling spacecraft to scan a planetary-class battleship: "The number of scrapped warships has been increasing in recent days, and the front-line battle should be at its climax, and after this time, there should be a chance to take a short rest." ”

Lao Xue sighed and said: "That's why the front-line soldiers can rest more, and our logistics will be even more tired." ”

"That's better than going to the front line to send death, I heard that the third cantilever northwest heavenly region has become a cosmic cemetery, and the entire northwest column, including the commander of the Yang God, has died there, we can do logistics without taking risks and not sending them to death, it's not bad, let's be tired."

Lao Xue also nodded, agreed with this point of view, stuffed the nutrient solution in his hand into his mouth again, and started working again.

As he said, based on the scrapped warships, the casualty rate of the entire battlefield has reached 70 percent, almost to the point where as many warships are destroyed.

After this climactic battle, the two sides will inevitably take a break, even if it is a big chaebol like Xinghuan, it can't bear such losses.

The two chatted again and resumed their work.

At this moment, a sharp and piercing sound suddenly came from the entire satellite city.

Lao Xue and Qin Xiao both showed slow surprise in their eyes, this is the rear of the battlefield, how could the enemy surprise here, could it be that the front line has been defeated?

Just when the two of them followed the training tutorial and quickly entered the state of combat readiness.

A stout ray of light traveled millions of miles from the visible eye and struck the satellite city's fortifications with precision.

The light blue shield was directly penetrated, the particle stream blasted through, and the dazzling light like the sun lit up, and the huge fortifications like mountains expanded and exploded from the inside out, disintegrating in an instant, turning into pieces of floating cosmic garbage.

The entire satellite city instantly transformed into a defensive stance, and the star-ring-like steel structure unfolded, spreading a huge energy shield.

One by one, the frigates flashed and leaped into the void, and in an instant, a huge fleet was assembled.

Satellite City No. 32, as an important logistics base for resting and recuperation, naturally has a good military equipment, and more importantly, there is a regiment that is going to the front line here to rest.

In the vast fleet, the largest main ship was guarded in the middle, surrounded by thousands of frigates of a slightly smaller order.

And the traces of the enemy are gradually revealed, it is also a huge fleet, but there is no huge gradual in it, it is all light starships.

"No wonder it was able to penetrate the defensive line, it turned out to be just a guerrilla." Guangmao Zhenren, the person in charge of the satellite city, finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the scale of the opposite side.

Only this kind of small fleet can bypass the defensive position built by Xinghuan and come to the rear of the battlefield.

"After interspersing and winding, attacking the enemy in the belly, the idea is good, but it is naïve to try to break through our army's defense line with just a small team of strange soldiers." Guangmao Zhenren looked at the frontal battlefield and said slowly.

Seeing that the number of warships on the opposite side is only a thousand, and there is no main ship of the level of the Star Destroyer in one hit, I can only do some inconsequential harassment.

If you want to break through the defense of the thirty-second satellite city, you need at least a Yuanshen-level main ship, but Xinghuan and the Sadistic Sect have few Yuanshen True Immortals, and they are all in a state of mutual alert, and it is impossible for anyone to find an opportunity to smuggle into such a hinterland.

With the order of Guangmao Zhenren, countless bright high-energy rays, dragging the brilliant tail flame of interstellar missiles, converged on the fleet in front like a wave.

The attacks were continuous, and there were no dead ends, and the complete coverage of the firepower was achieved.

Guangmao Zhenren is not afraid of waste, all he wants is a salvo to directly annihilate the squad in front of him.

The semi-circular shield crumbled under heavy artillery fire, and endless explosions exploded across the starry sky.

In the first round of attacks, the gray fleet group of the Sadistic Sect barely resisted, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that this was only the end of the crossbow.

Just when Guangmao Zhenren wanted to make persistent efforts, the opponent's fleet suddenly turned into a whole, like scattered locusts, and surrounded the satellite city.

Seeing this scene, Guangmao Zhenren not only did not panic, but laughed out loud, if the other party joined forces and broke the boat, there was still a one-in-10,000 possibility of breaking through the satellite city.

But the other party actually took the initiative to disperse the guerrillas, and with only those small starships, I am afraid that they will not even be able to break the protective shield.

So he hurriedly ordered the warships in the satellite cities to scatter and chase and intercept the enemy ships.

Due to the numerical superiority, almost every enemy ship had to face the pursuit of three Starworld warships.

Watching the enemy ships being ignited one after another, while his own troops were not damaged at all, Guangmao Zhenren's heart rose with a sense of satisfaction in pulling weeds.

"It seems that the form of the front-line battlefield should be good, and the pressure on the Sadistic Sect should be not small, otherwise how could Meng Lang make such a decision."

Just when Guangmao Zhenren was full of complacency, a Xinghuan battleship not far away suddenly exploded, exploding into a cloud of fireworks.

"With one enemy and three enemies, and there are still captures, it seems that there are also masters on the other side?" Guangmao Zhenren's tone was idle, and he didn't take this little accident to heart at all.

Xinghuan's fleet has already divided the battlefield, and every place is an advantageous battle, even if the opponent has some ability, destroying one or two warships will not help, and will only fall back into the encirclement.

The Xinghuan battleships in the battlefield obviously noticed this as well, and the three battleships turned around and surrounded them.

"Let me see what you're capable of!" Looking at the black battleship that was tossing and turning, Guangmao Zhenren felt a little like a cat and mouse.

But before he could enjoy that sense of superiority, several fireworks exploded in succession, and the four battleships were exploded in an instant at the same time.

"What's the situation?"

Before the words of surprise could be uttered, a meteor-like light broke through the smoke and headed straight for the satellite city.

"One...... A mech? ”

Guangmao Zhenren is also a great cultivator of the Yang God Realm, so he naturally knows it...... Those who dare to manipulate mecha to participate in the battle on the starship battlefield where the battleships are raining, and the tip of the knife is dancing, is undoubtedly a strongman!

He didn't dare to be careless at all, the original god and the AI merged, and all the armed fortifications of the entire satellite city were instantly controlled, aiming at the black mecha that rushed in.

Tens of thousands of small, armed satellites shot high-energy beams...... Alpha, beta, gamma, roentgen rays, countless rays of light converge like a churning river.

At the same time, there are countless high-energy missiles manipulated by AI, hidden in the long river, like yellow sand and gravel, the intersection of the two, it is really like the Yellow River rolling upside down, and the sea of sand churning.

This is where the confidence of Guangmao Zhenren lies, and the invincible array supporting the satellite city...... Nine Songs Yellow River Array!

The laser is the river, the missile makes sand, and if you fall into it, you will be subjected to continuous chain explosions until the five qi dissipates, the three flowers wither, and the form and spirit are destroyed!

Of course, this array is just a castrated low-profile version of the Xuan Ao Great Array, but even so, it is enough to keep the satellite city guarded without leaking!

"Sink and then perish!" Looking at the black mecha that was swallowed by the Yellow River, Guangmao Zhenren said coldly in his heart.

But the expected destruction did not happen, even if the mecha trapped in the Yellow River was like a flat boat in a storm, it was devastated and ravaged, but it still stood still.

And against the wind and waves, getting closer and closer!

"How is that possible?"

Guangmao Zhenren looked at the center of the big array in disbelief, the mecha was going more and more smoothly, and it coincidentally avoided every missile, and there was no half-doppelganger in danger at all.

Seeing that the black mecha was flying faster and faster, getting closer and closer, Guangmao Zhenren was a little anxious in his heart, and hurriedly dispatched the battleship to prepare for defense.

But at this moment, it is no longer the Xinghuan encirclement and suppression of the terrorist, but the black battleship of the terrorist, not dying, just hoping to delay for a while!

"I'm trying to make up for it now, it's too late!"

The black mecha slammed left and right, and finally got rid of the AI's tracking and stood in front of the satellite city.

In the wide-area communicator, a voice sounded.

"Isn't it my turn!"

Guangmao Zhenren looked at the mecha standing in space with a shocked face, "Yuan...... Genshin! ”

The huge battleship knife crossed and slashed out a pure black and deep sword aura, and under one blow, the entire satellite city was instantly paralyzed, all energy was extinguished, and all information was cut off!

Even the AI that assists in controlling the satellite city has its underlying logic constantly collapsing and reconstructing.

A dark energy radiation knife based on the supernatural power of the realm of heaven and man...... Cracked void!

The sword qi is across the sky, traversing thousands of miles.

Wherever the radiation goes, it is the realm of heaven and man!