Without the A-level psychic, the Sassville Confederation ultimately lost this battle.

The fleet began to flee in all directions, jumping towards the emergency assembly point.

But the fleet could escape, but the star fortress defense line could not escape.

The Star Fortress's defense line was completely breached, and the main fleet was also dispersed. Next, the Sasville Confederation was almost in the pocket of the coalition forces.

But at this time, there was no joy of victory among the coalition forces.

Although they won, it was a pyrrhic victory.

The fleet suffered heavy losses, with at least a quarter of its ships destroyed.

At least half of the remaining warships suffered various injuries.

More than half of the carrier-based aircraft and mecha units were lost.

The hangars and mecha hangars of many large warships were filled to the brim when they arrived, and they were all the elites of the two countries.

Now it is empty, with only some logistics and maintenance personnel, a few scattered mechas, and a few carrier-based aircraft left.

Victory is achieved at the cost of terrible losses.

This battle not only resulted in heavy losses for the Southville Confederacy, but also in its defeat.

The results for the two civilizations of the coalition were not too good either.

In addition to the loss of the fleet, Valen, the chief minister of June's sole surviving entity, also died.

On the fleet's flagship, all the officers here had expressions of grief on their faces.

Valen sat on the mechanical throne of the ship. His body was not damaged at all, but psychic energy was emanating from his whole body.

The body emits a faint light.

If you go deep into his soul, you will find that his soul is full of cracks, and each crack is burning with a faint soul flame.

He is too old, so old that for hundreds and thousands of years, he dared not move at all for the continuation of civilization.

In the face of oppression from other civilizations, he must also try his best to preserve the continuation of civilization.

This was his last battle. Facing the reprimand from the Galaxy Defense Group, he had no other choice but to use his own life to burn out a victory.

Fortunately, he made the right bet this time. At least before he died, he defeated the Southville Confederacy and won a victory.

There was a smile on Valen's face, even when his soul was crumbling, even at the last moment of his life.

He first said to Turner:

"My life is coming to an end. After my death, you will give my psychic core and this A-grade psychic core of the Southville Confederation to the Galaxy Defense Corporation."

"Earlier, when we signed the vassal civilization agreement with them, they asked us to offer a psychic core. However, our two countries are so poor, how could we possibly have such a thing?"

Speaking of this, Valen couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that this time, we could offer two at once."

When Turner heard what Valen said, he couldn't help but say, "Master Valen, you should keep this one..."

"You've dedicated your entire life to our two civilizations. We can't possibly be unable to protect your psychic core in the end!"

Valen shook his head and said, "I'm dead. My soul will disintegrate. What does it matter whether my psychic core remains or not?"

"Since the sovereign country needs it, then give it to them. This can bring a better future for both our countries."

Then he said to Turner: "After I die, our two countries will rely on you, and we need to be more cautious."

"The Galaxy Defense Group is our overlord. Their strength is too strong, stronger than I could even imagine."

"If one day they want to swallow up our civilization, then remember not to resist..."

"It's really not easy for our two races to survive in the universe. If we don't have the chance to be independent, we must strive for favorable conditions for ourselves as much as possible..."

Hearing this, Turner lowered his head with tears in his eyes.

He said, "Lord Valen, I have taken note of everything you said."

"If that day ever comes, I will definitely do as you say and will not lead our two countries into the abyss."

Then, Valen looked at the other archons of his tribe who were crying bitterly around him.

He smiled and said, "Don't cry. I have lived for thousands of years, from the ancient mother planet era to the present."

"My life span is tens or even hundreds of times longer than yours. Your fathers and grandfathers have been dead for countless generations. It's already a blessing that I'm dying now."

"Besides, death is inevitable, so why be sad about it?"

"From now on, the Zhuen people will continue to survive in the universe. You must live well and, under Turner's leadership, create our future!"

"We used to be oppressed by several other civilizations in this star region. Now that we've become a vassal of the Galaxy Defense, there are benefits. At least from now on, we only need to be controlled by one civilization, the sovereign."

"Civilizations stronger than ours, even those as powerful as the Tane Empire and the Moranok Interstellar Lordship, have all perished completely. We are lucky to still be able to survive."

"I have served the Zhuen people for thousands of years... The future mission will be left to you!"

A consul fell to the ground in pain: "Ancestor..."

These are Valen's descendants from who knows how many generations later.

After living for thousands of years, Valen doesn't know how many descendants he has, but there are definitely a lot of them.

While Valen was alive, his descendants enjoyed more resources, so naturally there were more of them.

Valen looked at his descendants and said, "From now on, I can no longer protect you. You will have to walk the path ahead on your own."

As Valen spoke, more and more things were arranged as time went by.

His overall condition is also declining.

The soul gradually burns and disintegrates, causing the spiritual energy in the body to dissipate faster and faster.

His whole body was glowing, and the light was getting brighter and brighter.

Valen sat on the mechanical throne and looked back in the direction of the home planet where Zhun's only surviving entity was.

The mother star is at least tens of light years away from here.

But at this moment, he seemed to see the mother planet right in front of him.

This is the planet where Valen was born, an ordinary ochre-colored planet with life.

Valen spent most of his life on his home planet.

Thinking back on everything I experienced on my home planet, there were joys, sorrows, the pleasure of killing the enemy, and the sorrow of my relatives and friends as they reached their final moments of life.

He murmured, "I thought I would eventually die on my home planet..."

Then he looked at the starry sky around him, and the stars were releasing light.

The broken remains of the Sasville Star Fortress defense line were around, some of which were still burning.

Valen laughed and said, "But... dying here this time isn't bad!"

After saying this, his body seemed to have burned out the last bit of energy, and his entire body turned into bubbles and dissipated.

Finally, only a brilliant psychic core was suspended on the mechanical throne.