Amidst the evacuating fleet, bursts of energy flames suddenly erupted, along with the main guns of the six special-class fleets.

The beam of light shot out from the shadow of the stardust like a poisonous snake in the dark night, hitting the unsuspecting ship with precision.

The shield of the Xuanhuang Realm's building ship instantly lit up with a dazzling red light, and the flying boat of the ancient plane was directly pierced through the side. The burning fragments fell into the void with screams.

"Matrix Galaxy has gone crazy!"

The roar of a certain faction leader exploded in the communication channel, and the logos of the six fleets on the screen were chasing after him like ghosts.

The density of artillery fire far exceeded conventional tactics - this was not an interception at all, it was clearly an attempt to wipe out all retreating forces.

"Energy shield only has 30% left!"

The operator's roar was filled with despair.

"Their main guns use phase-penetrating technology, and our defenses are useless!"

In the chaos, the giants of the M79 star field suddenly stood up, with a yellowish-brown energy halo surrounding their bodies. They actually blocked several rounds of volleys with their bodies and roared at the tribesmen behind them.

"Go! Evacuate!"

The Pig King from the distant country was surrounded by blood-colored mist and turned into a stream of light, crashing into the nearest special fleet.

In order to buy time for his beast army to evacuate, he was hit by several beams of light and let out a dull groan of pain.

The other forces used their own methods: the ancient wizards set up a magic circle and tried to move away, but were thrown into chaos by the intensive artillery fire.

The Pirate Alliance's ships accelerated their jump, but were blasted into stardust by particle cannons the moment they broke away.

Even when several star cluster-level warriors tried to break through head-on, they were hit by dozens of main gun fire as soon as they used their life-saving magic weapons, and their protective qi was annihilated in the strong light.

The wailing in the communication channel gradually became sparse, leaving only the cold roar of artillery fire from the special fleet.

The ruthlessness of the Matrix Galaxy was far beyond everyone's expectations - they didn't care at all whether it would lead to a siege.

It seems that from the very beginning, they planned to use Martin's attack as an excuse to completely wipe out these coveters.

In the distance, Martin's flagship was quietly floating, and the massacre was being transmitted in real time on the screen.

His fingertips stroked the edge of the console, there was no surprise in his eyes, only a hint of cold understanding.

"I see... You're using me as bait? But, what gives Matrix Galaxy the confidence to do this?"

The gray fog created by the explosion of the eclipse dark matter bomb had not yet dissipated when the guns of the six special fleets fell silent.

In the void, the twisted wreckage of the ship and the floating corpses intertwined into a silent cemetery. The remaining light of dark matter licked the broken alloy, emitting an ominous breath.

Martin's pupils suddenly contracted - the six fleets did not pursue the victory, but turned their bows and rushed towards the edge of the star field.

"We are not their target."

A thought flashed through his mind like lightning, and he clenched his fists.

"It's Malcador's support fleet!"

"His Majesty!"

As soon as the operator called up the star map, he saw that the light spots representing the support fleet were slowly advancing along the predetermined route, right on the charge path of the special fleet.

"It's too late to communicate and confirm!"

Martin's voice was filled with anxiety as he shouted into the communicator.

"Golden Behemoths, boss and second in command, rush to the aid of the Malcador fleet immediately, as fast as possible!"

The two golden behemoths received the order, roared and tore through the void, crushed the stardust with their four hooves, and their huge bodies turned into two streams of light, rushing towards the support fleet.

Meanwhile, Martin immediately connected with Malcador in his mind.

"Change direction immediately! Enter the Z-7 reef zone. The special fleet is directly in front of you!"

On the star map, the light spots of the support fleet suddenly stopped, then turned abruptly, circling towards the reef belt filled with meteorites.

The charge of the six special fleets was still swift, and the muzzles had begun a new round of charging. The faint blue light was particularly dazzling in the stardust.

Bang bang bang, three ships that did not have time to hide in the reef zone were directly hit by the special fleet's naval guns and exploded.

The wreckage of the three support ships burned in the void. At this time, two golden behemoths appeared, tearing through space. The giant energy swords grasped in their giant hands whistled as they tore through the air.

It fiercely slashed at the void shield of the special-class fleet - the crisp sound of metal clashing shook the universe, and the ripples on the shield were like waves in the water, but they returned to calm after a few seconds.

Martin stared at the screen and saw a launch tube pop out from under the bow of the special fleet. A new round of dark matter bombs roared out, dragging a gray-black wake and crashing into the meteorite group in the reef belt.

The moment the bomb exploded, dark matter streams eroded the rocks like a leech, and even space began to wrinkle and twist—they were trying to destroy the cover of the reef belt and force Malcador's fleet out.

The Golden Behemoth roared and swung his sword again. This time, the giant sword was wrapped in the original energy, leaving harsh scratches on the void shield.

One of them suddenly leaned forward, dug its huge claws deep into a meteorite, and hurled it towards the nearest special-class battleship.

The moment the meteorite hit the shield and disintegrated, the giant sword of another Behemoth accurately pierced into the gap of energy fluctuations, and finally cut a gap in the side of the ship.

The frigate exploded directly in the void shield, looking at the frigate that wanted to reinforce here.

"Now!" Martin shouted into the communicator. "Malcador, break through the gap!"

Deep in the reef zone, Malcador's fleet seized this fleeting opportunity. The flagship rushed out first, and the ship's guns fired in unison to cover the following ships.

The six special fleets were obviously unwilling to give up. Half of the ships turned to intercept, and the rest continued to pour fire on the reef belt. The sound of dark matter erosion and metal tearing intertwined, playing a tragic melody in the void.

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