Chapter 273: Face-to-Face Leap

"Nine hours!"

"Lord Sisi's reinforcements have at most nine hours!"

On Terra, even on every loyalist stronghold throughout the entire solar system that is still resisting.

Rogodone's voice, brimming with barely contained joy, repeatedly informed the defenders of this precise time.

Facing a concrete time now accurate to the hour, the defenders' despair—born from a severely uneven force ratio—was finally replaced by hope!

The wavering defense line steadied once more at that moment.

But Rogodone's voice was not only broadcast across the loyalist positions; it was also picked up by the rebels' radios.

Of course, this was Rogodone's deliberate move; such a chance to sap enemy morale could not be abandoned.

Bang!

As a blast shattered the Communicator that had been looping Rogodone's voice, an Asitat, coldly pointing ahead, faced the surrounding cult army with terrified faces.

There stood the towering walls of the palace, where the Rebel Forces had already dumped an unknown number of corpses before the wall.

Those bodies were not only those of cult troops, mutants and other mortal units, but also many elite Asitat soldiers.

At this moment, seeing the Asitat overseeing the battle order them to launch an attack on the front line, the cult army's faces instantly filled with overwhelming terror.

They pledged allegiance to Helusu, not to die in vain!

And seeing these mortals dare to show fear and hesitation, the overseeing Asitat was too lazy even to waste words.

Without firing, he extended his Ceramic Steel Powered Armor, and under the mortals' horrified gazes, lifted a cult soldier's head and, before everyone's terrified eyes, snapped it cleanly!

The body fell from the Asitat's hand, and plasma and white residue spread from his grasp.

The surrounding cult troops, smelling blood in the air, finally acted, hurriedly grabbing their Rifles to prepare an attack.

The Asitat, satisfied, nodded at the scene, and instead of merely driving the mortals with fear, gave them a sliver of hope.

From the Communicator on his helmet came a digitized Asitat voice:

"This time you are not to lead the main assault."

"Lord Abadon has already discovered Rogodone's defensive flaw."

"Next, Abadon will lead the Astarin Terminator to spearhead the attack."

"You only need to follow the support."

The Asitat did his best to rally the mortals' morale, and hearing that they were not being sent to die but could fight side by side with Abadon and the Astarin Terminator, the mortals' faces instantly shed fear and instead showed great hope.

Consequently, a faint smile finally appeared at the corners of their mouths.

And also smiling was Petulabo, who witnessed Abadon leading Helusu's last elite Terminator formation, charging toward the Empire's fist of Rogodone.

Then…

On the ground, Abadon's Terminator formation, along with the cult army feeling they had hit the jackpot, were neatly launched into the sky before Rogodone's meticulously designed trap.

Rogodone himself thought his trap had been seen through by the enemy and rendered useless, feeling helpless.

In the end, not only did it work, it also swept away an entire elite squad of the Rebel Forces in one go!

Seeing this, Petulabo behind them couldn't help but laugh outright!

Until Angelon's World Eater, Fuguerim's Emperor's Son, and Motarian's Death Guard all entered the battle simultaneously.

The massive offensive pressure finally forced Rogodone and Petulabo to suppress their barely contained smiles and focus entirely on command.

The rebel side deployed an Original Body, and the loyalist side responded in kind with an Original Body.

Chahatai Khan went to face Motarian, while Sheng Jilesi went to face Angelon.

Rogodone himself personally confronted Fuguerim and Petulabo.

However, for the loyalists already at a disadvantage, the distant surface of Terra began to exude massive Subspace evil energy, and the wails of billions of mortals dying in agony became clearly audible to both sides.

On the rebel side, a dense swarm of demonic entities, each with power comparable to an Original Body, surged forth—dozens of great demons!

Even if the loyalists painstakingly banished these great demons, the Chaos wizards' rituals would quickly summon them back from Subspace.

Thus, when the loyalists watched the great demons they had slain at great cost reappear unharmed in an instant,

this scene instantly shattered the defensive side's hard‑won confidence, which had risen from the knowledge that Xisi would arrive in nine hours.

Such a forceful offensive unfolded within just a few days of Terra's siege beginning.

It also shows how much pressure Xisi placed on Helusu.

When all the ground's costly advances were finally delivered before Helusu in Orbit, all that came back was Helusu's indifference.

At this moment, the Bridge where Helusu stood, amidst the chaotic battlefield, unusually fell into a calm.

Helusu stood silently by the viewport, with the demonic entity that had just informed him of Xisi's Subspace traversal behind him.

Upon learning that Xisi not only possessed a battle moon but also somehow acquired a Mobile Star Torch, and faced thousands of vengeful souls forged by the Four Gods, he crushed them without a second thought.

Helusu's gaze shifted completely from Terra toward the direction where Xisi would soon emerge from Subspace.

Nine hours, from a mortal's perspective, is not actually brief.

But for the great rebellion led by Helusu, it felt like the blink of an eye.

The Bridge was silent.

The crew had long been evacuated, waiting outside for Helusu's summons.

Through the viewport, Helusu was silently waiting for Xisi for nine hours!

As the clock behind him ticked incessantly, when the second hand finally completed a rotation and pointed upward again,

the rebel fleet in the distance had already swung its cannons, ready.

Almost simultaneously, all scanner readouts spiked briefly, then burst into a series of crisp crackles.

Then the void before them began to ripple like a calm lake surface.

Then…

No orders, no encouragement, no words at all.

Only the warships that surged out of Subspace like a torrential rain, together with the countless rebel fleet, hurled a rain‑like barrage at Xisi's fleet!

The first batch of ships that burst out of Subspace almost instantly turned into cosmic dust.

Then came the second batch, the third batch, the fourth batch!

Until Longlin Star's massive hull, entirely made of metal, suddenly raised huge waves.

The sky‑filled artillery was only stopped by Longlin Star.

Then, the cannons already formed on Longlin Star, under the rebel fleet's gradually widening terror.

A bright light flared!