Chapter 33

Their outer forms remain saturated with the cold, austere aesthetic design of the Disaster Empire. The exterior is streamlined, resembling a massive water droplet—smooth, rounded, and brimming with a sense of power.

Their colossal size, combined with the azure light flickering across their surfaces, is like a vast ocean reflecting the starry sky.

The massive engines at their rear are spewing scorching, azure ion-stream flames. With twelve ships loaded together, it is as if a giant star has been birthed once more in the void of space.

The gargantuan main cannon muzzle lies across the front of the streamlined ship, like the abyss-like maw of a void whale, as if it intends to tear a star asunder...

"This?! What kind of ship is this?!"

"It's as huge as a continent!"

"Is it like a continent forged of steel that has been driven into the starry sky?!"

All living beings across the universe widen their eyes, their mouths agape in astonishment.

It is not that the beings of the universe have never seen massive ships before;

for instance, the six Luofu Xianzhou currently sailing the starry sky are all planet-class giant ships.

But the Luofu Xianzhou are not pure warships; they are, to a greater extent, the land upon which the Xianzhou people live and survive.

Yet, the massive gun muzzles of these twelve ships in the light curtain are reminding everyone in the universe:

These twelve ships, as vast as continents, are warships born for war—they are continent-scale ship weapons.

Most terrifying of all is that this type of ship appears to be mass-producible in the hands of the Disaster Empire.

The moment the Disaster Empire's ships appear, the ships of other civilizations quietly observing the Emerald Light Galaxy seem to have seen a plague god, fleeing in a panic, scrambling to escape.

At this moment, one of the twelve ships slowly flies out of the formation, and the giant cannon at its bow begins to accumulate energy.

A scarlet ion stream transforms into electric light, surging within the giant cannon, resembling ion thunder rolling through a scorching nebula...

【"Furina-class Titan bow energy accumulation complete."】

【"Energy amplification conduit array activated, Purgatory Beam launch preparation complete."】

【"Notice: Based on the 'Star Sea Peace and Human Rights Treaty' signed by His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire with the Star Sea Community."】

【"The Imperial Fleet will uphold the principle of human rights and mercifully grant the ships of other civilizations ten seconds to evacuate."】

Seeing this scene, the beings across the universe are suddenly stunned.

Although it is a mere ten seconds, the Disaster Empire's ships are actually willing to grant other civilizations time to evacuate.

"Looking at it this way, the Disaster Empire doesn't seem unreasonable after all."

"They even abide by human rights!"

"This doesn't seem like the Disaster Empire's style..."

Just as the beings of the universe are puzzled that the Disaster Empire is actually so merciful, they hear a voice emanate from the light curtain...

【"Life detection array scan: no human civilization ships certified by the Empire detected."】

【"Confirmed: all are alien ships, not in compliance with the 'Star Sea Peace and Human Rights Treaty'."】

【"Aliens have no human rights. Purgatory Beam energy accumulation ended——————Fire!"】

"Ah????"

(Remember to look at the illustration!).

47. 【Our fleet blots out the sun, no matter how many suns are in the sky】

"Ah???"

Listening to the Disaster Empire's statement in the light curtain, everyone in the universe is instantly dumbfounded.

They are not certified by the Empire, so you are aliens; aliens are not human, so they have no human rights, and naturally, there is no need to follow the "Star Sea Peace and Human Rights Treaty."

This seamless logic leaves everyone in the universe unable to refute it for a moment.

The ship named the Furina-class Titan flies slightly out of the Disaster Empire's formation.

Scorching ion lightning surges like waves on its muzzle, burning and shattering the void; a magnificent heat flow is brewing within it...

【"Purgatory Beam, fire!"】.

At that moment, the beings watching the light curtain hear only the deafening roar of the heat flow rushing out,

as if a giant dragon coiled in the void of space has opened its blood-red maw, spraying fiery dragon breath among the stars.

The scarlet ion current instantly converges, transforming into a scorching torrent under the amplification of the conduit array, shooting toward the stars.

A crimson longsword composed of thunder streaks across the starry sky, shattering the Great Void, sweeping across all the ships in the vicinity.

One can only hear the sizzling sound of melting and scorching in the Great Void; molten iron scatters in the starry sky, slowly dissipating.

Countless alien civilization ships are either burned to nothing or cut in half at the waist; in the entire starry sky, only a galaxy composed of countless shattered ships remains.

Silence; in the universe, there is only silence.

"It was just... one ship, right?"

"What was that heat flow?? So many ships were shattered in an instant??"

"Isn't that too exaggerated?! This thing seems to be a mass-produced item!"

"Just one shot..."

Compared to the shock of others in the universe regarding the power,

Herta is more concerned with how the Disaster Empire managed to create such a terrifying weapon.

"This seems to be a pure energy weapon, a simple ion beam..."

"... it's just that the scale is terrifyingly large, and the thermal energy is astonishingly magnificent."

Herta pinches her chin, unable to stop her brows from furrowing.

This weapon, named the Purgatory Beam, is purely a case of "brute force overcoming technique."

But "brute force overcoming technique" does not mean its technical content is low.

Being able to release such massive energy and converge it into a beam as a weapon is enough to show just how terrifying the Disaster Empire's technology is.

Just then, a line of text lights up on the light curtain:

【Disaster Empire Ship: Titan】

【The Titan is a ship built by the Disaster Empire, imitating those behemoths of the same name in the core star regions of the Fallen Empires.】

【Its scale is extremely vast, combining excellent firepower with cutting-edge support, capable of destroying all enemies with overwhelming force.】

【It is the Disaster Empire's early-stage flagship.】

【"Our fleet blots out the sun, no matter how many suns are in the sky."】

"Early-stage... flagship??? What does that mean? This is just an early-stage flagship of the Disaster Empire??"

"What is a Fallen Empire?"

"Blotting out the sun, no matter how many suns are in the sky..."

All beings across the universe are in an uproar.

Such a terrifying ship is actually just an early-stage flagship of the Disaster Empire.

"Fallen Empire?"

Sunday slightly pinches his chin, pondering for a moment before saying:

"I wonder what the background of this so-called Fallen Empire is?"

"The terrifying Disaster Empire actually imitates their technology..."

Just as Sunday is thinking, the Night-thrush standing on high flies down:

"This shows that outside the universe, it is not that there are no civilizations capable of rivaling the Disaster Empire."

"The Disaster Empire is not an invincible enemy; if one could unite with that so-called Fallen Empire, it might not be impossible to defeat the Disaster Empire."

Sunday casts a slightly skeptical look at the Night-thrush.

At this moment, Sunday's eyes move slightly, seeing a strange scene appear on the light curtain...

"Hmm?" Herta raises her eyebrows slightly.

The Disaster Empire Titans in the light curtain slowly fly out of the formation.

The thick, smooth, hard armor covering their outer sides is removed inch by inch, floating in the void.

The Titans, stripped of their external armor, remain massive, but appear lighter and more agile than before; the hollow-out design made internally to reduce self-weight is also exceptionally aesthetic.

The Titans now look like giant feathers suspended in the sky—light, yet making one doubt their defensive capabilities.

"They actually removed the external armor?"

Herta watches the scene before her with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Although the Poison Saint's toxic gas can render all armor useless, removing it completely is going too far...

"Completely remove the armor? How is this going to resist the Poison Saint's toxic gas??"

"Entering the Emerald Light Galaxy like this, I'm afraid they will be instantly corroded by the toxic gas!"