At this point, the second and third attack fleets had been completely annihilated by the attacks of small parasites and space worms.
Attack Fleet No. 1 and reinforcements No. 5 are trapped in the quagmire of death and are disappearing at an alarming rate.
The giant worm seemed to be playing, sometimes devouring one ship after another, and sometimes opening its mouth to suck in dozens or hundreds of ships and swallow them whole.
Fleets numbered four and six through nine, except for those numbered eight and nine which were clearing out the invisible abominations and parasites they encountered en route, also arrived at the location of the giant red abomination worm one after another.
After yet another round of attacks and struggles, tens of thousands more desperate ships have been added to the quagmire of death.
Perhaps sensing a threat, the two super weapon platforms, along with the dozen or so spaceships they were towing, were the first to be swallowed up.
At the alien civilization's defense headquarters, the generals and commanders were unaware of the current state of their fleet.
"Commander, the Protoss have sent a communication."
Inside the hall, the mainframe issued a notification, and the commander was about to issue an order to allow access when Li Shengyao's image appeared in the location that was originally the three-dimensional sand table.
"Gentlemen, your military operation has failed. We can no longer sense the fighting spirit of your fleet."
Accompanying this sentence was a live video clip: a gigantic monstrous worm appeared on the 3D interface, and the spaceship, with its engine exhaust blazing violently, was unable to move. The officers at the defense headquarters could empathize with the despair and fear of the soldiers at that moment.
"However, because of your fleet's efforts, this monster hidden in the darkness has revealed itself, and it is not something you can deal with."
"We are about to set off to meet the enemy. May the gods protect us!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Shengyao's image disappeared, and the mainframe's notification sounded again.
"Commander, the Protoss fleet is leaving its starport docking position."
The 3D scene immediately switches to the Protoss space fleet, featuring ships that combine power and beauty, each surrounded by a vague sensation.
Although the total number was only a little over a thousand, equivalent to the size of a small to medium-sized fleet of the Alien Civilization Alliance, they gave them an unparalleled sense of power.
Once all the Protos ships had left the starport, they vanished in an instant, leaving only a blurry image.
"Signal cannot be captured. Signal cannot be captured."
The mainframe's notification sounded, and the Protos Space Fleet once again ignored the current scientific laws of the Alien Civilization Alliance.
There was no acceleration process, no regular jumping motion, and not even any dramatic spatial fluctuations before the jump, let alone the "minor issue" of not using spatial nodes.
At this moment, the Protoss space fleet had arrived at the psionic elves' magical network surreal space. Here, all the Titan pilots were preparing at full speed, and the Titans' status was being scanned one last time.
...
Earth, at the World Tree Council's Light-Transformed Alien Dimension Conference Center, since the message came from the front, a number of representatives have informally arrived to observe together.
Although it wasn't a formal meeting, quite a few representatives attended, all of whom were curious about the demonic beings of the Demon King level or higher.
This was the first time Wu You had encountered a creature of this strength; it should be considered to have reached the Gold level, and it didn't seem like someone who had just entered the Gold level.
He quite appreciated Li Shengyao's initiative in taking the initiative to fight. As a vanguard, if he didn't even have the courage to scout ahead and only wanted to preserve his strength, then he wouldn't be fit to be the commander-in-chief.
Li Shengyao's ability to stand out among so many generals must have been partly due to Wu You's nostalgia and acquaintance, but his abilities were definitely no less than anyone else's.
He was well aware of the strength of his fleet, and even more so of the powerful entity behind him; he would never send his men to their deaths.
At the World Tree Conference Center, there wasn't much to discuss or debate at today's meeting; it was more like an observation session.
Wu You wasn't even there in person; it was just that his shadow had a physical form, which was impossible for others to see.
Li Shengyao's confidence stemmed from his strength, and Wu You's confidence also stemmed from his strength.
"Now that General Li has given the order, we can't just stand by and watch."
...
On the distant other side of the starry sky, the fleet of an alien civilization is dwindling at an alarming rate. Even more strangely, despite the protective shields, the crew members inside each of the fleet's ships feel themselves growing weaker and weaker, as if their life force is being slowly drained away.
"Dying like this is too undignified; we might as well destroy ourselves!"
In the midst of the despairing silence, a weak yet exceptionally clear voice of anger rang out in the channel.
"Yes, we'd rather destroy ourselves!"
"Self-destruct! Be the final space fireworks!"
"I don't want to be eaten either!"
...
Such voices are becoming more and more common. On some spaceships, there are even communications soldiers who speak out without the captain's permission.
Inside the large, wheel-shaped battleship, the Mosuo man Min'erte has been promoted to captain for his meritorious service in the previous escort mission.
He was the first to speak out, and after it caused a strong reaction, he had already pressed his finger on the confirmation button for the spaceship's self-destruction. If he had gone any further, his military career and life would have come to an end.
"It's really annoying to die like that..."
"Captain! Over there, a space mirage! It's Protoss!"
The Protos fleet's bizarre space-traveling capabilities are unparalleled in the universe. Their technology of turning phantoms into physical entities is referred to as "space mirages" by scientists within the Civilization Alliance.
Unlike when he first saw it, Minerte was filled with relief and a sense of accomplishment, even though he was still in danger.
The Protos Space Fleet appeared instantly, in a unique manner, at a position 30 degrees above and 10,000 kilometers away in the direction of the giant red worm.
A hoarse, steady, and powerful voice resounded in the hearts of all the alien soldiers who had not given up resistance.
"Respectable warriors! Psionic energy has witnessed your struggles; now, hand it over to us!"
At the Protoss fleet, countless Colossi and even more Phoenix fighters flew out like raindrops. Among them, more than a hundred special beings with exceptional speed, different colors, and shimmering light all over their bodies were particularly eye-catching. These were the Psionic Warriors.
The warships underwent a strange transformation. Protoss's starships seemed to have switched positions while shaking, with a large number of warships arranged in concentric circles, rhombuses, and hexagons around the flagship.
This formation was unlike anything they had ever seen before, and the surviving alien soldiers had no idea what the Protoss were up to.
But deep down they all knew that they would definitely have to use their "trump card"!
On the Protos flagship, Li Shengyao's cold expression was constantly tinged with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.
"This beast seems to have a bad habit: it's always too lazy to react to unknown attacks at first."
The psionic engines and the inscriptions engraved inside lit up one by one, and the psionicists and goblins inside each starship continuously guided and meditated to connect.
Starting from the flagship, the light began to connect, and the spaceships were held together by various psionic fields according to their respective arrangements.
Circles, rhombuses, hexagons, and vein shapes—each shape lights up and changes accordingly.
More than a thousand starships form a mirror array at a 30-degree angle in the sky, resembling a constantly changing, super-large "magic circle".
The terrifying energy even caused the "magic net" around the "magic circle" to appear for a moment, but the oppressive feeling could not be felt dozens of kilometers away from the Protos fleet, as if the suppression of energy was completely compressed into a small area.
"Remember this lesson, if you don't die!"
"This is power from the divine realm! Firing the psionic planet destroyer!"
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