Chapter 379: The Overlord's Unexpected

Qin Hao's order passed through the communications network and instantly reached every node distributed across the millions-of-light-year defense line.

This is not the ancient earth mound that lit beacon fires, but a superweapon array forged by the Yanhuang Civilization over centuries along the inner wall of the Great Wall.

Each "beacon tower" is essentially a gigantic high-dimensional energy focusing emitter.

They are like sluice gates embedded in a dam, channeling the immense energy gathered by the Great Wall's internal dimension stabilizer array,

compressing, transforming it, and launching it toward the enemy in a destructive form.

As Nan Gonglin confirmed the order on the command throne, her cold voice echoed through the hall: "Authorization granted, beacon tower array, activate!"

"Target, enemy fleet cluster."

Tens of thousands of dimension-extinction cannons in the Great Wall's battlements lit up simultaneously.

Their appearance is not that of gun barrels, but immense silver hexagonal metal arrays engraved with hundreds of millions of runes.

At this moment, the centers of these arrays begin to collapse inward, forming an absolute darkness singularity.

The energy supplied by the black hole engine surges frenziedly into these singularities.

There is no earth-shattering audiovisual effect, only a chilling silence.

Inside the Command Center, everyone held their breath, staring intently at the star map.

The Yanhuang Civilization's most sharp spear honed over five hundred years is about to thrust forth.

"The target has entered the twenty-thousand-light-year strike range."

"Fire!"

The moment the order was issued.

Those tens of thousands of dark singularities simultaneously spewed out tens of thousands of……indescribable fluctuations.

It is neither light nor energy, but a pure "spatial distortion."

These tens of thousands of distortion torrents cross the void, having no concept of speed, because they themselves are space.

Launch means hit.

Outside the Great Wall, the Devourer's vanguard fleet, which was preparing to regroup and launch a second assault on the breach, was instantly submerged by this intangible torrent.

Each fluctuation will destroy a region fifty light-years in diameter.

One colossal Devourer warship after another seemed to be thrown into a meat grinder.

Some were instantly stretched into infinitely long filaments, some compressed into a pixel point, and others resembled reflections in a funhouse mirror.

Twisted into bizarre shapes, then they shattered with a "pop."

Before the violence of a higher order, the laws of matter were mercilessly torn apart, decomposed, and erased.

In just a few seconds, the distortion torrent vanished.

On the star map, the area originally filled with red dots was forcibly "wiped" out, leaving a huge blank.

"Report battle damage assessment!"

Nan Gonglin's voice carried a barely perceptible excitement.

The technician's voice immediately rang out, full of ecstasy:

"Preliminary estimate: in that attack, our side instantly erased enemy warship units, exceeding eighty billion!"

"Hiss——"

Inside the command hall rose a sound of gasping breaths, then came a cheer like a volcanic eruption!

Just one shot!

It vaporized eighty billion enemy warships!

"We won! How could we still lose!"

"This is our Yanhuang spear! Hahaha! Overlord? I see it as the main course."

"One more shot, directly blast its flagship!"

The military commanders all had flushed faces, trembling with excitement.

Zhang Xianzhong and Zhou Shaoqing exchanged a glance, their faces full of shock.

As expected of the dimension matrix, its power cannot be underestimated.

Yet, in this sea of fervor, only three people remained calm.

Qin Hao, Qian Yin, and Nan Gonglin.

Qin Hao's gaze didn't even linger on the battle damage report for more than a second; he simply stared silently at the star map, as if waiting for something.

Qian Yin walked up to the holographic star map, extended her finger, and zoomed in on the cleared area.

"Everyone, please stay calm."

Her words calmed everyone's mood.

"The dimension cannon's attack indeed exceeded our expectations."

"But..."

She shifted her tone, pointing to the edge of the cleared area.

There, more Devourer warships surged forward, filling the blank.

Unlike before, these newly arrived warships had their hulls covered with a faint, rippling gray film like water waves.

"Do you see that film?"

Qian Yin's voice grew solemn: "That is a mixed force field of Spatial Shield and dimensional folding shield."

"In the Overlord's database, there is technology to counter dimension attacks. After its first attack, it had already completed a fleet-wide defense upgrade."

She paused, then spoke a cruel fact.

"The dimension cannon's cooldown is three hours. The next attack's effect will be greatly reduced."

"Our return gift has arrived, also serving as a probe. The conclusion is that a single superweapon cannot end this war."

The command hall fell silent instantly.

Indeed.

The enemy numbers are too many.

Eighty billion per salvo sounds like a lot.

But against a total of thirty trillion, it's merely a scratch.

And the enemy is already prepared.

Doing it again would be difficult.

Inside the Overlord's flagship.

That chaotic will collective, for the first time, clearly felt an emotion called solemnity.

The loss of eighty billion warships came as somewhat of a surprise.

"Hmph! I never thought that in just a few hundred years you'd reach the threshold of a level‑six civilization—indeed interesting."

The Overlord's will looked toward that golden Great Wall.

In its thoughts, it finally raised the opponent's threat level from 'interesting food' to 'dirt that needs serious cleaning.'

Heaven's Heart Command Center.

Qian Yin's analysis calmed everyone.

"What should we do now?"

Zhang Xianzhong frowned and asked, "Our advantage seems to have disappeared again."

"Who said it's gone?"

Qin Hao finally spoke.

He walked to the star map, gazing at the five trillion green dots representing the Yanhuang fleet, and a cold arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

"After sending the gifts, it's time to officially begin the feast."

"I replicated these five trillion warships not to have them clash head‑on on the same front."

His finger swept across the star map, issuing clear orders:

"Nangong Lin."

"Present!"

"Order: all fleets, grouped in units of one billion ships, totaling five thousand battle groups. Disband the unified formation and enter free‑hunt mode."

"Relying on the Great Wall as strategic depth, conduct comprehensive penetration, division, and harassment of the enemy!"

"Our goal is not to crush their main force, but to disrupt their formation and consume their manpower!"

This is a war that could last ten years, even a hundred! The contest is about tactics, patience, and above all… attrition!

This is Qin Hao's true intention!

Not a battle to the death, but turning the entire battlefield into a guerrilla war sweeping hundreds of millions of light‑years.

Yanhuang Civilization possesses unified and efficient command, possesses the assistance of the Heavenly River optical brain, and possesses countless excellent commanders.

But the Overlord is merely a chaotic aggregation with empty power!

This is a…… battle between the wise and a giant infant!

"Yes! Chief Commander!"

Nangong Lin excitedly accepted the order and immediately began to relay it.

The vast Yanhuang fleet, splitting into fragments, like schools of sharks smelling blood,

began to maneuver at high speed within the vast interior of the Great Wall.