Chapter 271

Solar System, Blue Star base.

Rote Commissioner, we have confirmed the intelligence network we exchanged with the Oma civilization,

The vanguard of the Sirius Civilization—the Star Wolf Legion—has completed its assembly and is now making the final jump toward our territory.

Kong Jie's expression was unusually solemn; he waved his hand, and a huge data screen unfolded beside the star map.

The screen displayed detailed information about the Sirius Civilization's fleet.

Countless ferocious wolf-head-shaped warships, densely packed, blotted out the sky.

According to the latest intelligence, the enemy fleet totals as many as one hundred million ships.

Their main warships are equipped with a primary weapon called the Spatial Annihilation Cannon; according to our simulations,

a single shot can inflict irreversible structural damage on a star of solar mass.

Their technological level is clearly higher than any third-level civilization we have encountered before, having reached an advanced third-level stage, just one step away from a fourth-level civilization.

Gazing at the destructive weapon parameters on the screen, the atmosphere in the conference room grew even more solemn.

"Good, they've come!"

Zhou Shaoqing sprang to his feet and volunteered for battle.

"Commissioner, Commander Zhang! I request to personally lead the troops and command the Heavenly Sword Fleet against the enemy!"

"I guarantee that this pack of arrogant wolf pups will have no return!"

Zhang Xianzhong ignored his fervor, calmly walking to the star map and swiftly moving his finger across it.

Orders flowed through his operations, precisely reaching every combat unit.

"Order: First, Second, and Third Heavenly Sword Fleets, immediately enter the designated ambush zone in the Godfall Star Region."

"Order: All fleets of the Interstellar Liberation Vanguard Army shall split into left and right wings, deploy on the outskirts of the Godfall Star Region, and form an encirclement."

"Order: Engineering units, immediately activate the 'Spatial Fortification' network covering the entire Godfall Star Region, and set power to maximum!"

His voice was steady and calm, as if the impending battle that would decide the fate of civilizations were not a desperate struggle but a prearranged hunt.

"This time, we will catch them in a trap."

Meanwhile, aboard the temporary flagship of the Interstellar Liberation Vanguard Army.

Mao Xinyang, formerly the Church Leader and now the commander-in-chief of the Vanguard Army, was addressing his hundreds of millions of troops, conducting a pre-battle mobilization.

"Comrades!"

His voice, filled with passion and power, echoed inside every Holy Hall warship,

"Our mentor, that great man, once said: all reactionaries are paper tigers!"

"Today, the Sirius Civilization has come! They fly the banner of the Bitien Empire, claiming to carry out a so-called purification!"

"They are the claws extended by the Bitien Empire toward us! They are the running dogs of the reactionaries!"

"Should we be afraid? No!"

Mao Xinyang's voice suddenly rose: "We must not only sever this claw, but also make its master feel the pain with our fiercest barrage!"

"We want them to know that the Yanhuang Civilization is not a soft persimmon to be kneaded at will!"

"For the great cause of liberating the entire universe! To defend our hard-won freedom and dignity!"

"Forward!"

"Fight for the liberation of the entire universe!"

"Fight for the liberation of the entire universe!"

Within the hundreds of millions of Holy Hall warships, countless warriors of the former Star Sea Divine Sect trembled with excitement, their bodies radiating brilliant golden light.

Their morale, under Mao Xinyang's highly incendiary speech, was lifted to its peak.

Yet, thousands of light-years beyond the Yanhuang borders, aboard the Sirius Civilization's flagship 'Greedy Wolf,' the atmosphere was utterly different.

In the spacious, luxurious bridge, Commander Lang Xiaotian held a cup of fine wine brewed from the blood of some rare creature, chatting and laughing with his aides.

On the holographic screen, public data of the Yanhuang Civilization was playing,

those propaganda clips about 'liberation' and 'equality' seemed to them like a ridiculous farce.

"A third-level civilization that has only just been promoted dares to spout ideology?"

Lang Xiaotian gave a slight, contemptuous laugh and drained the red liquid in his cup.

"Those old fogies of the Bitien Empire are getting more and more backward, actually being frightened by this stuff."

"What the commander said is,"

a deputy official fawningly echoed.

"Such a purification mission, for our Star Wolf Legion, is nothing more than an easy armed parade."

We don't even need to use the Spatial Annihilation Cannon; just charging our fleet forward can crush their pitiful territory into dust.

"Hahaha!"

Bursts of hysterical laughter erupted within the bridge.

In their eyes, the Yanhuang Civilization is merely a group of monkeys that have just learned to walk upright,

yet wielding a few fire sticks, shouting about challenging the gods—utterly laughable.

Within the palace floating above the nebula on the distant Bitien Imperial Capital Star,

Emperor Bi Gelie and the assembled senators, through a super‑distance spatial observatory, were watching the Sirius fleet's advance as if it were a play.

"Your Majesty, you see, Lang Xiaotian is already about to reach the target area."

An imperial senator smiled and said, "This boring farce will soon be over."

"That so‑called Yanhuang Civilization will, before the Sirius Civilization, turn into cosmic dust."

Bi Gelie neither affirmed nor denied; his face, composed of light particles, showed no emotion.

He merely said lightly:

I want to see what kind of power that so-called 'thought virus' will erupt in the face of true desperation.

For us, this is a rare experiment.

His tone was like that of a scientist observing bacteria in a petri dish.

Yanhuang Civilization, the secret assembly point of the 'Heavenly Sword' fleet.

Qin Hao's figure appeared on the bridge of the fleet's flagship.

He did not conduct any stirring pre-battle mobilization; he simply calmly watched the red arrow on the star map that was step by step stepping into the trap.

He issued a simple order to the fleet commander.

"According to the original plan, lure the enemy into the God-Fallen Star Region."

"I will make them know what true despair is."

God-Fallen Star Region.

This is the edge of Yanhuang territory, a cosmic graveyard filled with chaotic gravity fields and unstable spatial rifts.

In the past few years, the engineering corps under Wang Hongbin had secretly deployed hundreds of these here,

After Qin Hao personally optimized them, an enhanced version of the 'Space Reinforcement Generator'.

These generators were cleverly disguised as space debris and asteroids, lying dormant, waiting for prey to arrive.

Finally, the vanguard of the Sirius Fleet jumped out of subspace and reached the outskirts of the God-Fallen Star Region.

Their detectors, amid the chaotic spatial background interference, detected no anomalies.

On the flagship 'Greedy Wolf', Lang Xiaotian looked at the chaotic data returned by the detectors and let out a mocking laugh.

"Look, this is that so-called upstart civilization. They can't even clean the routes outside their own doorstep, and everywhere is this kind of dangerous chaotic star region."

"Such a civilization isn't even fit to talk about the future."

He was full of vigor, completely unaware that he was leading a hundred million warships willingly into a slaughterhouse meticulously prepared for them.

"All forces, charge!"

Lang Xiaotian waved his hand and issued the order.

"At top speed, charge through this junkyard! I can't wait to see the expressions of those Yanhuang people kneeling and begging for mercy!"

A hundred million Sirius warships, like a black swarm of locusts, surged en masse into the depths of the God-Fallen Star Region.