At this moment, the sound of artillery fire in the reef belt suddenly stopped, and the six special fleets seemed to have received invisible orders.

Facing the giant axe and energy impact of the Golden Behemoth, the bows of the ships turned together and rushed at full speed towards the upper plane of the Matrix Galaxy.

Martin's flagship happened to leap in at this moment, and the battle situation was clearly reflected on the large screen of the bridge - the giant fist of the Golden Behemoth repeatedly hit the void shield of the special fleet.

Every collision caused energy ripples across the sky, but was ultimately unable to tear apart the thin layer of light curtain.

"Something's wrong."

Martin drummed his fingers on the console.

"The Seventh Fleet's void shield was clearly shattered with a single strike. The defensive strength of these six fleets has increased by at least six times!"

He looked at the energy readings flashing on the screen, his brows twisted into a knot.

"A galaxy-level golden behemoth's full-strength attack can only create ripples?"

The mental link was connected instantly, and the roar of the Golden Behemoth came over with anxiety.

"Your Majesty! Their energy cores are connected! The six fleets share a single void shield. Our attacks are like hitting the entire energy net, there's no way to break it!"

Martin didn't believe that such a large-scale void shield would consume little energy, so he ordered the two golden behemoths to continue attacking and increase their strength.

The two golden behemoths' attack power increased instantly, and ripples appeared on the void shield one after another.

At this moment, on the communication channel of the special fleet, the voice of the sixth captain was as hoarse as electricity.

"Only 40% of the energy reserve remains. The Golden Behemoth's attacks are getting faster and faster. If we delay any longer, the Void Shield will collapse!"

On his bridge screen, the core hub's temperature alarm had already lit up a glaring red light.

"We must evacuate immediately and return to the starport to replenish our energy!"

The other five people looked at the energy curve on the shared screen with serious expressions - the green line representing the strength of the Void Shield was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the attack intensity of the Golden Behemoth continued to rise.

"You can retreat without authorization..."

The third captain's finger pressed on the communicator, hesitant.

"The Matrix Code stipulates that if a captain leaves the battlefield without completing combat orders, his authority will be directly revoked."

In the middle of the argument, a cold, mechanical voice cut into the channel, and the authority indicator showed the highest level.

"Change of command: Six special fleets will immediately leave the reef zone and return to the Matrix Galaxy Starport for defense. Objective achieved."

The six of them were shocked at the same time. After confirming that the command code was correct, the fifth captain gritted his teeth and said, "Execute the order! Initiate emergency jump!"

"Energy is supplied to the jump engine first!"

"Void Shield maintains minimum defense!"

The command was instantly transmitted to all ships, and the originally shared energy network was suddenly divided, and the light of the void shield dimmed significantly.

The Golden Behemoth seized this momentary flaw and chopped down with a giant axe wrapped in stardust. The void shield of one of the ships suddenly caved in, making a buzzing sound as it could not bear the heavy burden.

"Speed ​​up!" The sixth captain roared and pressed the jump button.

The hulls of the six special fleets were enveloped in the halo of the jump, and space rifts opened behind them like the mouth of a giant beast. The next second, they completely disappeared into the void of the reef belt.

Arrived directly at the docking port of the higher plane of the Matrix Galaxy.

The logistics fleet, already on high alert, immediately moved forward to dock. The robotic arm precisely connected to the ship's interface, and a stream of pale blue energy poured in like a tide.

The supply conveyor belt of the ammunition compartment was running at high speed, and logistics personnel in silver-white uniforms were shuttling between the hulls. Every process was in order - it was obvious that they had received instructions in advance.

On the reef side, Martin raised his hand to stop the Golden Behemoth from chasing him.

The two giant beasts roared unwillingly, their huge bodies circling in the void, and their claws still had burn marks from shattering the energy shield.

"No need to chase."

Martin's voice came through the mental link.

"They retreated to the main planet, clearly intending to shrink their defenses."

He then contacted Malcador.

"Bring your men to rendezvous at the reef zone. After we take inventory of the losses, we'll need to replan our supply route."

Malcador's calm response came from the other end of the communication.

"Understood. We are currently counting the breakout ships. They are expected to arrive in half an hour."

Martin looked in the direction where the special fleet disappeared, tapping lightly on the console with his fingertips.

The six fleets retreated in a hurry, but were able to receive supplies so quickly from the higher plane. The scheduling behind this was definitely not a temporary decision.

"It seems that the true trump card of Matrix Galaxy is deeper than we thought."

He whispered to himself, a sharp glint in his eyes.

"Retreat the defense line? Perhaps it's just right, so we can see clearly what they are trying to do. How dare they play such a big game?"

The meteorite clusters in the reef belt drifted slowly in the void, emitting a cold and hard metallic luster.

Not long after, the jump signal of the Malcador fleet appeared on the edge of the star map, and dozens of ships came in a formation and completed docking with Martin's fleet.

Malcador walked through the pressure chamber and quickly entered the main ship's command room. He bowed to Martin and said, "Your Majesty."

"Get up." Martin raised his hand to signal, his eyes falling on his slightly tired face. "You've been traveling all the way here, it must be hard."

"Sharing His Majesty's worries is not hard at all."

Malcador straightened up, his tone steady.

"We brought fifty newly formed legions with us this time, but we were ambushed while trying to break through, and lost six of them."

Martin tapped the console lightly with his fingertips, calling up the legion's casualty data, and frowned slightly.

"Six...all elite?"

"Yes, three of them are legions that have just completed their reinforcement."

Malcador's voice dropped a few notches.

"The special fleet's attack was too sudden, and we were unable to evade it in time."

"I don't blame you."

Martin shook his head and changed the subject.

"What's the reaction from the Gods' Plane?"

Malcador gathered his thoughts and replied truthfully, "Most races are resistant, but due to Your Majesty's might, they are reluctant to send their men to participate in the formation of the Imperial Legion."

“As expected.”

Martin looked at the meteorite floating outside the porthole.

"We have just occupied the Gods' plane. It is normal for them to resist temporarily. We will slowly assimilate them."

He paused, a sharp glint in his eyes.

"If they still don't know what's good for them, we'll insert slave contracts into them to maximize their value."

The command room was silent, with only the flickering light of the star map reflected on the two people's faces.

Malcador nodded in understanding.

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