The nanodragon was the size of a battle moon with a single head, and when it opened its mouth to breathe, even the largest warships would be overwhelmed by the rushing stream of tachyons.

If it is said that with the Void Shield system intact and operating at full power, large warships can barely resist in the face of such an attack.

So now that all kinds of shields such as the Void Shield have failed due to the Zelo storm, subspace navigation has been blocked, and conventional navigation has been slowed down by astronomical disasters. Even the Chaos Warships with the blessings of the evil gods have nowhere to escape, and can only use their armor and hull to resist the breath of the nanodragons.

The consequences of this are catastrophic.

With its incredible physical strength, the nanodragon forcibly ignored its own massive mass and volume, swimming nimbly in space, swinging its tail, shaking its head, and sweeping the starry sky with its scorching breath, engulfing countless chaotic ships large and small.

This first wave of attacks alone caused heavy losses to the Chaos fleet, and many small pirate raiders were directly incinerated into cosmic dust in the dragon's breath.

Then, the counterattacks of the Chaos Fleet came one after another.

The warriors of Slaanesh completely ignored the small warships and interstellar pirates that had been bombarded by the dragon's breath, and they looked down on the imperfect rabble.

The Ark of Bliss and the Oracle of Truth controlled by them were able to hold their ground despite the damage they had taken, and the ships under their control were still at ease and graceful even in the face of such devastating blows.

They maintain a well-established formation that can't fault anything, and they have been able to calculate their hulls' movement speeds, weapons, and nanodragons' movement patterns with extreme accuracy. Raining graceful torpedoes and light spears at the starry beast in front of him.

The nanodragon's sheer size was the first flaw they caught, and the first wave of attacks hit the monster's tail as expected.

And then - nothing happened.

Neither the blazing energy weapons nor the bursting physical ammunition left any trace on the dragon-scale armor that shimmered with a blue glow. Only the wave cannon blessed by the chaotic energy of the subspace can cause a certain amount of damage to that giant beast.

However, the nanodragon seems to possess extremely powerful self-healing abilities, and the damage inflicted on it by the Chaos Blessing weapon quickly heals itself.

The perfected warriors soon discovered that the beast's strength was somewhat unexpected, and the damage was high while the flesh was being forced.

The position is also very sassy.

The injured nanodragon quickly abandoned a Chaos Barge it was chasing, and with a nimble maneuver that was completely inconsistent with its size and mass, it retaliated after the Ark of Elysium and the Oracle of Truth.

The Perfection Fleet, which was escorting the two Chaos flagships, soon crashed in the fury of the dragons, whose destructive power and aggressiveness far exceeded everyone's comprehension.

Thankfully, Milak and his officers seemed to be deliberately avoiding Imperial ships and hunting only for the Chaos fleet.

Soon, the Flame of Repentance, who had been mortally wounded in the previous battle, received a message from the command room of the Knowledge Seeker Base that the nanodragon that had suddenly appeared was an ally unit of the Imperial fleet.

It belongs to the "Bullet Star" ......

This ridiculous message that could be called a joke was not immediately accepted even by Milak. But when he saw the name of the bulleter, and the sender and guarantor of the expedited communication suffix, "Bernartita", he immediately forced himself to adjust his mentality.

Calming down, Milak began to coordinate with his subordinates; Chase down the surviving Chaos fleet, pursue the small Chaos ships that fled in a hurry, and prevent the scattered Chaos forces from approaching the planet Falla......

The Respite Imperial fleet cooperated with the Nano Dragon's hunt from all sides, dancing with the dragon in the starry sky, fearful and fearful every second.

Blocked by an artificial storm, Falla is now like a massive colosseum the size of a galaxy, with nanodragons roaming among the celestial bodies, efficiently sweeping away the morale of the Imperial fleet with complete collapse, and it is already a remnant of chaos that has collapsed.

The ultra-long-range precision strike weapons on board the Seeker base also participated in the urn hunt, and inside the base, when Bernatita finally got rid of the many Anglican priests and legal department personnel who tried to ask him all kinds of things, and quietly returned to the top of the tower, the Bulletin was no longer there.

The Zeelo Storm Projector was running as usual, and there were not many Children of Change left hanging from the tower, and the energy consumption required to sustain this man-made storm was terrifying.

There are only two gray winds left at the top of the empty tower, one keeping the system running, and the other watching over the reaction process of the remaining Chaos Astarte being burned into psionic dust.

"Uh...... Has the Marbleman already left? ”

The two Grey Winds did not answer Bernartita's question, and neither of them reacted enthusiastically to her arrival.

Grey Wind watched silently over the last of the Changeling Child, watching the Immutable Rite struggle and burn out in pain with eyes that didn't fluctuate any emotion, and then carefully put away the crystal dust that had extracted all the psionic potential of his life and placed it in the core furnace chamber of the Storm Projector for later use.

After completing these tasks, Greywind turned to see that Bernartita had not left.

"I don't have enough energy, can you provide me with some psionics that can be used as fuel?" Grey Wind asked.

"When, of course you can." Bernatita said yes, and then pondered her words and said, "In this Chaos invasion, we have screened and captured a large number of mentally fragile and bewitched by Chaos. I'll arrange for someone to hand over to you the part that has no trial value......"

"Thank you very much for cooperating with me." Grey Wind raised the corners of his mouth and gave her a faint smile.

"I don't dare to thank you, but this is also helping ourselves." Bernartita immediately returned the salute.

Gray Wind's meticulous execution of the tasks left behind by the Slinger reassured her mind a lot, and Bernartita had already made a preliminary judgment about the nature of the two humanoid fighting machines known as "Gray Wind": they were not self-aware artificial intelligence, but more rigid, auto-like existences, which would only perform the intended tasks, and each change of action required the authorization of the Slinger.

That's right, as an ancient eternal who has survived from the dark ages of technology to the present day, how could a star bulleter make such a low-level mistake and keep high-risk AI by his side?

Bernatita felt that her previous suspicions were unfounded and offended.

Putting all these thoughts behind her, Bernatita turned to leave, and she had to hurry up and get the new psionics here before the Sons of Change ran out of psionic dust, and maintain the ground for the starry hunt.

"Please wait a minute." Grey Wind stopped her.

Bernatita turned her head warily, only to see the gray wind that had been watching over the Storm Projector system leave her post and come behind her.