Chapter 69

There are plenty who don't know when they're courting death.

It’s just like playing a game in his past life, wanting to farm peacefully.

But the neighboring civilizations were all extreme xenophobes, empires, hegemonies, bullies—they’d treat you as a mortal enemy without a word, and before long, their fleets would arrive.

They’d go straight to ravaging your planets.

The flames of war would fill the sky.

It made one want to just restart the game.

And so, the moment you arrive, you go and attack them.

A preemptive strike is all it takes.

It’s either you die or I die; why waste so much breath?

It’s time to stop beating around the bush.

Thus, in the galaxy, one sometimes encounters civilizations that constantly try to conquer humanity, or are disgusting in other ways, or are simply too dangerous.

If they provoke Su Han.

They are all erased by him.

At this moment.

Inside the heavily fortified fortress city on the second planet, the Cloud Knights blasted open the prison doors with their weapons; when they saw the scene inside, everyone nearly vomited.

Inside.

It was filled with humans being treated as slaves, toyed with at will.

All sorts of corpses and scenes too hideous to look at.

Terrifying and cruel.

It filled Making Yanqing with fury.

At first, on the first planet, he had been very hesitant, thinking that even if this civilization was arrogant, there was no need to be so excessive with the slaughter—why did Master Su Han wipe them all out?

Was this really okay?

How would the galaxy discuss this action later?

As a result, Su Han showed him the state of the humans imprisoned there.

It was like hell.

"Have you seen it? The cruelty of the aliens."

"So why would you try to reason with them?"

"In the end, it still comes down to force."

"Sometimes, letting them live is a cruelty to other civilizations. So, just bring the Cloud Knight fleet over."

"By then."

"The alien generals will look up at our creations, trembling in fear."

Making Yanqing felt very guilty.

He hadn't expected so many secrets to be hidden within.

Those aliens had hidden everything well, not showing it directly.

They truly deserved to die.

And so, the war began.

This fleet of Cloud Knights chose to split up and attack each planet individually.

While also attempting to rescue other captured humans.

This alien civilization had colonized quite a few planets.

Their territory was not small.

And in the intense space battles, some aircraft resembling fighters were particularly eye-catching; they flew at extreme speeds, constantly dodging tracking missiles and space torpedoes, their light trails weaving in various trajectories like countless lines, yet all were dodged.

And they collided with each other.

Triggering self-detonations.

Then they wove through the alien fleet, bringing constant explosions!

Because they were so fast, a protective shield formed around the fighters; in an instant, they smashed through a pile of enemy ships, shifting laterally as if circling a wide arc.

It left some Foxian pilots in their skiffs stunned.

No way.

What kind of emergency-brake flight style is this?

Are you crazy?

Aren't you afraid of shaking the aircraft to pieces?

Even skiffs wouldn't dare fly like that.

This is suicide.

Moreover, the Foxians were deeply suspicious, feeling that the performance of these aircraft was far superior to their skiffs.

Even though their design.

Looked just like the fighters of a technological civilization.

Er, though one truly shouldn't judge technology by appearance.

After all, skiffs are even more absurd.

It's a pity they didn't have anyone here who had learned the Cyber Sword.

Those who could learn this were already considered talents, their positions would be automatically upgraded, and they would be heavily cultivated.

However, having skiff formations was enough.

This alien civilization looked very arrogant.

In reality, their technology was just so-so.

The skiffs were crushing them.

Yet at this moment, many of those fighter units entered "Mobile Form," transforming directly into something resembling a half-human, half-machine body, and holding weapons in their hands.

They kept raising giant energy firearms and firing.

Suddenly.

There were explosions everywhere.

Some aimed directly at the enemy's large transport ships, a bolt of thunder-light tearing through many of their flying weapons and blowing the target into fragments, the beam's momentum undiminished, piercing all the way to a distant asteroid.

Only then did it stop.

[Thunder-Strike Sky Cannon]!

This was a tactic of using warship weapons with highly mobile bodies.

As a large number of "Mobile Form" fighters lined up like this, the dazzling thunder-light shattered the enemy fleet's front line and formation; the alien fleet tried to block them like madmen.

Trying to wipe out these weapons piloted by female androids.

But they simply tossed their weapons aside, space ripples swallowed them, and brand-new weapons were grasped, perfectly matched and integrated into one.

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2B and the others piloted their bodies, moving rapidly like streaks of light, and immediately launched a new offensive.

Once the weapons in their hands fired.

The attacks passed directly through space.

And one turned into a thousand, instantly disintegrating the large number of warships in front, turning them into space junk and creating massive explosions and fire.

The Foxians in the skiffs were shocked.

"How is this possible?"

"Those newly arrived warships have decent energy shields and armor; normally it would take quite a few hits to blow them up, so why did they all split apart after just one hit?"

"Did they penetrate the enemy's defenses and attack the ship's weapons directly?"

"And the effect is so good."

"Wuwuwu, I'm so envious!"

This is the [Imaginary Sub-Space Disintegration Cannon].

A disintegration cannon weapon optimized by Su Han after he used Kiana's body and experienced the Authority of the Void.

Spatial movement + hull disintegration + spatial strike.

It can be called one of the ultimate weapons.

And the Foxian pilots began to petrify, because the opponents were constantly changing weapons, and through spatial movement, they were continuously shifting and dodging, achieving greater and greater results. **CHAPTER 148**