Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The Supreme Command Centre of the Federal Defence Council was devoured by a great silence.

It is no secret that the Black Wind fleet has erected a gateway to the sky at a point several decades away from the Federation - perhaps in the orbit of a bleak star.

No matter how tense the relationship between the Black Wind Fleet and the Empire's homeland is, no matter how vicious the whirlpool of power is, the Expeditionary Army will not be able to sever ties with the homeland completely.

Build a gateway to the stars and build an ultra-long communication base station to get help from the local area when a one-in-10,000 chance of failure nightmare comes true.

Preparations have to be made regardless of whether or not the troops can be dispatched locally in a timely manner and for what purpose they will be here.

However, none of the Federation's top executives, including Golden Heart Month, thought that Dark Wind Fleet Commander Dark Night would go crazy to such an extent that it would send hundreds of star torches, huge, cumbersome structures, powerless, defensive and attacking gates of the sky, and a brain to the celestial realm!

Normally, this is an extremely stupid strategy.

Because the space, spiritual energy and scale of each jump is limited, these immobilized, precision-to-pole torches are transferred beyond a few dozen light years, consuming not only astronomical numbers, but also necessarily squeezing the transmission space that would otherwise belong to a warship.

Fish and bear claws are unaffordable, and with one more star torch, it is possible to transfer several fewer arsenals or S.H.I.E.L.D. ships - who knows if the absence of an arsenal or S.H.I.E.L.D. ship will be the last feather to decide to win at the height of the battle?

Even if it really consumes the most valuable engine power, it takes a lot of time to assemble, debug and recharge the entire Gate of the Stars into zero.

During this period, Stargate was a huge and vulnerable target that was passively beaten and slaughtered.

The first wave of attack cluster of the Black Wind fleet would not have been small. Originally, as long as the follow-on main force of the original fleet arrived in time, they would not have been given a chance to slowly assemble and debug the Stargate. They would definitely flood them with more than ten times the amount, destroying and decaying them!

But now--

The Gates of the Three Stars on this side of the Federation are all paralysed. It is not known when they will be repaired. They also have only part of the elite fleet, and because of the total erosion of the spiritual net, synergy and command are in chaos, like being trapped by an invisible swamp!

Can these forces alone fight the Black Whirlpool, the flagship of the Black Wind Fleet?

Will the Dark Wind Fleet's stargate release a dazzling flash before repairing and restarting the Spirit Net?

A question mark of despair appeared in the hearts of all.

The night seemed reckless and insane, and suddenly turned into a delicate “winner". As long as he assembled and commissioned his own gates before the Federation could repair the three gates, the Empire's rolling iron hooves would trample the entire Federation, starting from the celestial realm!

“I…”

Linking together a series of mutations that started the war to this day, Golden Moon instantly concludes - it's on its own.

The demon queen's face was white and her throat was stuck like a sour, astringent plum. Her elevated breasts trembled violently and she could barely breathe.

Federal Speaker Wan Guqing glanced at her, silently separating her from the reprehensible gaze, and said peacefully: "The stargate must be broken before the enemy can assemble and recharge itself. ”

This is bullshit.

But a lot of this nonsense also means - if you're absolutely right.

“At least we know now...”

Wanguqing could still control his facial muscles, revealing a smile that appeared to be bamboo in his chest, continued, "Just win this battle, for a long time, don't worry about the appearance of a second Black Wind fleet.

“It is well known how much time and resources it takes to build a massive, higher-level gateway to the sky, without exaggerating that it is‘ doing everything in the power of the nation '. I wonder, how luxurious the Black Wind Fleet is to build such a gateway to the sky in just 10 years is already the limit?

“Destroying the enemy's gates in the sky and stopping the enemy's native forces from suddenly descending over the federal border was our next strategic priority, but we had no idea where the Black Wind Fleet's lairs and gates were hidden, and searching for a hidden gateway in the vast ocean of stars and thousands of stars was no different than fishing for needles in the sea.

“Unexpectedly now, the enemy has sent this fat piece of meat to the door on its own initiative. This is not God bless the Federation, what is it?

“We must get out of this mess quickly, at least by setting up a direct line of communication to the flagship of the original fleet, and by keeping up to date with the latest developments on the front line. At this moment, how many formed units are still in our hands in the extremely boiling stars? ”

Gathering together some of the most powerful brain and spiritual nets experts in the Federation, even several powerful people of Yuan Baby and even Divine Class sat in town. Although it was not possible to completely repair the spiritual nets for a while, it was possible to urgently build a route to the flagship of the original fleet.

The results of the communication were not optimistic.

While the capital's Supreme Command Centre was hit by a crystal brain virus storm, the first attack cluster of the original fleet, with full access to the war network, was also infiltrated and infected with perforation.

Crystal brain paralysis, confusion of data, poor communication, poor command, loose formation, even lack of quadrants and coordinates, from a flaming moth to a headless fly, there is no “build” at all.

The Fleet Chief of Staff is happy to predict that it will take at least three hours to regain effective command and regain the ability to fight the Black Wind fleet!

“Three hours...”

The Supreme Command Centre is once again in a state of silence.

Everyone knows very well that the wreaking Uranus fleet has been consumed to its limits, with the possibility of a complete collapse every second; the demonic forces just on top are neither good at cosmic warfare nor under the command of good commanders, originally “front” and “bait”, but only one blood courage at most.

These two second-class units are unlikely to stop or even delay the Black Wind fleet.

Once the Black Wind Fleet easily defeats them, it can be formed from a rugged array of defenses.

Attacks are always worse than defenses, both in space and on the ground. The quality of the Black Wind Fleet is already one level higher than that of the original fleet. If they are given time to wait in front of each other, even if the original fleet really resumes effective command, it will be difficult to break through enemy formations and destroy the stargate!

What should we do?

Who else could die and drag the Black Wind fleet to earn three precious hours for the restoration of the original fleet and the Spirit Network?

Yes, there is another deep-space fleet - the Great White Fleet.

But the Great White Fleet is not the same size or quality as the original fleet.

They were formed only as a complement to the original fleet, with an intense experimental and exploratory nature. Members of the fleet were old star thieves, a bunch of out-of-tooth people, and the Commander White Star Sword was only an early stage of the Yuan infancy in the district. It was placed in the original fleet of talented people and the crowd, not even a sub-fleet commander may be able to win.

Besides, the Great White Fleet lost contact long ago, thinking that they had been subjected to Star and Sea storms and intense magnetic interference from the enemy, and now it appears that the Crystal Brain virus may have erupted early on their ship.

Even the most elite forces of the original fleet are deeply troubled by the mysterious crystal brain virus. The Great White Fleet must be more chaotic, right?

The last order sent by the Command Center to the Great White Fleet was for them to immediately approach Gates 2 and 3 and attack the Cluster Master the first wave of the original fleet.

Now, they're either stuck in the middle of nowhere, or they're stubbornly rushing toward Gates Two and Three. Even if they turn around immediately, they won't be able to kill in front of the Black Wind Fleet in an hour or two to disrupt the enemy formation, will they?

So, around the Black Wind fleet, the Federation was caught in a brief "battle vacuum" and could only watch its opponents soften their teeth with claws.

“Report!”

Communicators sent a message on the ground, "Congressman Ding and nine other Yuan Baby Strong men have arrived at the 'Tian Yuan Cannon' launch station. All the giant god soldiers have been repaired and ready to... raid enemy lines! ”

Congressman Ding is Ding Bell.

Unlike Golden Moon, she does not hold public office in the government, but is a senior member of the Federal Parliament.

Apart from the fleet, the Giant Divine Soldier is the only force still in the hands of the Supreme Command Center.

But this is the last card. It is a solitary throw. Now that none of the giant gods of the Black Wind fleet have been deployed, they must first use their few giant gods to carry out the expendable task of "delaying enemy formation” and fall under the heavy siege of enemy starships and crystal armor attacks.

Such a strategy would be tantamount to quenching thirst, but watching the Black Wind Fleet go sideways, assembling the stargate from the face, is also a dead end.

The Supreme Command Center is terribly quiet, and even a needle falls on the ground and thunderbolts.

Vancouver's lips trembled for a long time, and his hands in the air were raised like invisible thorns.

“Newspaper, report! ”

At this point, another route to hundreds of detecting lenses deep in the stars and oceans was finally repaired, and the chaotic battlefields around the Black Wind fleet were once again clearly on the light screen.

A string of little white dots whistling at the edge of the battlefield towards the Black Wind fleet excited the war analysts to scream distorted, jumping up and bouncing the chairs under their asses all the way out.

Everyone's eyelids beat so hard that they looked inside at the analyst.

“Dabai! It's the White Fleet! ”

A string of familiar appearance parameters clustered into the model and name of a starship, and those sparkling names punctured the throat of a war analyst, “The Great White Fleet somehow appeared behind the original fleet, with distances not exceeding 30 light seconds, still rapidly shortening.

“How is it possible that they're going so fast that they, they haven't lost their build and still have the perfect conical attack array?

“Ah, they turned, the Great White Fleet actually turned as a whole at least 3% of the speed of light, and the line was intact, for Christ's sake!

“They changed their target and jumped towards the Imperial Gate, which had not completely escaped the ripples of space, and jumped! ”

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