At the command, the fleet's catapult compartments were instantly activated, and countless bombs flashed with various colors.

Like a meteor shower, they poured out—singularity bombs that could cause space shock, acid bombs that could corrode biological armor, and annihilation bombs that could instantly drain the energy field...

They dragged long tails of flame and slammed into the fleet of the ancient race.

"Faster! Faster! Don't give them the chance to adjust their formation!" Martin stared at the screen with his fists clenched.

The first wave of bombs exploded first, and the dark green biological hulls were twisted and deformed under the shock waves of the singularity bombs, and some were directly torn into pieces.

The acid energy bombs landed on the hull, making a sizzling sound and instantly corroding large charred holes.

The moment the annihilation bomb exploded, the surrounding energy shield suddenly went out as if the air was sucked out, revealing the fragile hull inside.

The explosions came one after another, forming a destructive sea of ​​energy.

The fleet of the ancient race was already in disarray due to the retreat, and now it was even more defeated under the intensive bomb attack.

Ships exploded one after another, and the wreckage paved a path of destruction in the void.

"Keep investing! Use up all the best in stock!"

Martin's voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes were burning with the fire of revenge.

He wanted to let these guys who used weapons with the core breath of the universe know what true despair was.

The Golden Behemoth and the Dragon Knight took advantage of the situation and launched a fierce attack. Their golden fists and dragon breath accurately harvested the remaining enemies in the chaos.

Martin's fleet followed closely behind, with their naval guns roaring continuously, destroying the scattered ships that tried to break through one by one.

In the starry sky, flames and shock waves intertwined, and the fleet of the ancient race was quickly extinguished like a candle swept by the wind.

And the coldness in Martin's eyes never diminished - this was not enough, far from enough to compensate for the trauma he had inflicted.

"Chase them! Even if we have to chase them to their home planet, we will crush these bastards to pieces!"

In the void at the edge of the battlefield, the Pig King and his wife, along with a group of chubby piglets, were stealthily moving among the wreckage of ships.

They sniffed, accurately locking onto the life breath that had not yet completely dissipated, and their huge bodies flexibly drilled through the broken hull.

It swallowed the scattered corpses and energy cores whole, chewing the metal fragments with a crunching sound.

In a moment, it cleared an open area and then quietly dived into the deeper wreckage zone.

Elsewhere, in Seth's main ship's control room, a deathly silence fell. He sat in his seat, his fingertips unconsciously running across the casualty report on the screen—the M79 Legion.

This elite force that once shook the galaxy now has only about 800 people left, and can't even form a complete formation.

"Can this still be called a legion..."

He muttered to himself, his voice full of confusion and dejection.

His previous radicalism and determination now turned into heavy shackles, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"Bang!"

The hatch was suddenly pushed open, and Taro, wearing silver-white armor, strode into the control room with big strides, the energy patterns on the armor flashing with cold light.

His eyes swept across the numbers on the screen and fell on Seth's distraught face, and a feeling of anger arose spontaneously.

"Is this the result you wanted?"

Taylor walked closer, his voice low as thunder.

"You're going to use the soldiers from the M79 Nebula as pawns, waiting for them to die here?"

Seth's head shot up, his lips moving but no words came out.

Taylor looked at him like this and shook his head in disappointment.

"The Giant Father spent generations of hard work to build this army, but you have destroyed it with your own hands. Seth, you really disappoint me."

He raised his hand and pressed the console, calling up the overall map of the battlefield, and his fingertips focused heavily on the location of the reef zone.

"From now on, the command here belongs to me. You'd better pray that the remaining soldiers can hold on until the moment we can turn the tide of the battle."

Seth lowered his head and remained silent. The only sounds in the control room were Taylor's commands to deploy troops and the faint sound of chewing outside the window.

Taylor's heart tightened, and he immediately sent a message to the reconnaissance team.

"Go check the energy anomaly at the edge of the battlefield immediately!"

The reconnaissance team did not dare to delay. After receiving the order, they instantly turned back into giant form, and their huge bodies were wrapped in air currents and flew towards the edge of the battlefield.

As soon as they arrived at their destination, they were stunned by the scene before them.

Next to the shattered ships scattered on the battlefield, a group of chubby little pigs were surrounding the metal wreckage that was emitting energy and gnawing on it frantically.

Despite their small bodies, they have amazing bite force. The hard alloy shell is like a cracker in their mouth, making a crunching sound and being quickly gnawed into pieces.

What is even more shocking is that the scattered corpses were not spared and were eaten clean by the piglets, leaving no trace.

In just a few moments, the wreckage of a medium-sized ship was completely eaten up by these little pigs, leaving only a pile of useless dust.

Their eyes flashed with greedy red light, as if their stomachs could never be filled.

The captain of the reconnaissance team suppressed his shock and immediately reported through the communicator.

"Lord Taro, a large number of unidentified piglets have been spotted on the edge of the battlefield. They are gnawed upon shipwrecks and corpses, devouring energy metal at an extremely high speed!"

Taylor received the report and frowned.

"Little piglets? Why are they here? Immediately monitor their movements, do not attack rashly, and find out where they came from!"

The reconnaissance team received the order, hovered in the air, and closely watched the every move of the little piglets.

The little piglets seemed to pay no attention to these giants and just kept devouring them crazily, leaving only a mess wherever they passed.

Suddenly, the reconnaissance team felt darkness overhead. Before they could sound an alarm, the giant mouth that blocked out the sky suddenly closed.

A dull "puff" sound exploded in the void, followed by a teeth-grinding chewing sound. Even the fragments of the energy shield were crushed to pieces, mixed with fine metal powder and leaked out from between the teeth.

Only a crackling noise remained in Taro's communicator, and the light dot representing the reconnaissance team on the screen went out instantly like a snuffed candle.

His fingertips tightly gripped the armrest of the command chair, his knuckles turning white and almost cracking - that was definitely not the form of a known creature, but more like some kind of existence squeezed out from the cracks in the dimension.

"All fleets, disengage immediately!"

Taro's voice was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, with a barely perceptible tremor.

"Initiate the highest level jump, coordinates for refuge plane number seven, quick!"

The ship's engine burst out with a dazzling blue light, tearing through space and escaping.

And from the area covered by the giant mouth, chewing sounds continued to be heard.