In that case, he would not be polite. Martin's order sounded in the mind of the Golden Behemoth boss, and he started to move, rushing to the front of the eight fleets like a golden meteor.
The muscles in its arms bulged, condensing into a giant golden sword that spanned the starry sky. It slashed down fiercely with galaxy-level pressure - the sword blade cut through the void.
However, the moment it touched the ship, it passed through as if it were nothing, without even causing a ripple of energy.
"Shadow?"
Martin's pupils suddenly shrank. The eight fleets on the bridge screen were still intact, but the muzzles of their guns all turned at this moment, and countless energy beams shot towards the Golden Behemoth boss like a rainstorm!
The Golden Behemoth boss reacted extremely quickly, crossed his arms in front of him, and suddenly opened the golden energy shield.
"Bang bang bang--" Dense light beams hit the shield, exploding into light fragments all over the sky, but failed to shake it at all.
It retreated rapidly with the force of the recoil, its burly figure leaving a trail of afterimage in the starry sky, and in the blink of an eye it retreated to the flank of the fleet.
At this moment, spatial fluctuations were heard again. Eight real matrix fleets suddenly appeared behind the Martin fleet, forming a pincer attack with the previous phantom!
The surface of those ships was shining with a dark blue invisible coating, obviously using some advanced stealth technology. The shadows just now were just a cover to lure the enemy.
"Good trick."
Martin's eyes darkened. The screen showed that the opponent's main gun had begun to charge. It was too late for space jump now. He could only rely on two golden behemoths and several star cluster-level strongmen to resist.
The moment the order was given, the two golden behemoths simultaneously unleashed galaxy-level pressure, and the golden light illuminated the starry sky like two lighthouses.
The dragon knights swooped down on their giant dragons, and the dragon's breath and the ship's guns intertwined to form a network of firepower.
The main guns of the Matrix Fleet fired with a bang, and the energy beams came like a mad dragon, but were blocked by the shield of the Golden Behemoth.
The Golden Behemoth boss roared, and the golden giant sword condensed again. This time, it no longer attacked the ship, but slashed fiercely at the void - wherever the sword blade passed.
Ripples like water waves appeared in the space, and several matrix ships that did not have time to hide were instantly exposed and hit by the subsequent dragon breath. A ball of fire burst out from the engine compartment.
The smoke in the starry sky gradually dissipated, and the wreckage of the destroyed matrix ship fell like a meteor, drawing burning tracks in the void.
Martin looked at the battlefield behind him. The Golden Behemoth was crushing the engine core of the last ship with one foot, while the dragon knights were cleaning up the remaining biological weapons.
The doubts in my heart have not yet dissipated - those phantoms can actually fire energy cannons with actual killing power. This technology is far beyond conventional knowledge.
"Your Majesty, this is the core recovered from the wreckage of the enemy ship."
Eric came over holding a ship core that was emitting a faint blue light, and the knight behind him was holding dozens of cores that were flashing with planetary-level energy fluctuations.
"Preliminary testing by the technical department has revealed that these cores are embedded with special spatial runes that appear to be able to project some of their energy into the phantom."
Martin took the core of the ship and felt a cool touch on his fingertips. The runes inside the core were beating at a strange frequency.
"Using spatial projection technology to grant phantom attack capabilities... Matrix Galaxy's assets are more substantial than imagined."
He said lightly, and casually put the core into the space ring along with dozens of planetary cores.
For him, these things are both trophies and samples for studying the opponent's technology.
On the other side, the fleet's shadow was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, like smoke blown away by the wind, and eventually disappeared completely in the stardust, without even a trace of energy remaining.
"Your Majesty, all incoming ships have been cleared, and no one has escaped."
The voice of the Golden Behemoth rang out on the bridge, and the screen showed that the battlefield had been completely controlled.
Martin nodded and glanced at the legion below - the newly formed soldiers were excitedly packing up the spoils, their faces no longer showing the previous cowardice, but instead a real fighting spirit.
Although this raid came suddenly, it became the best test, allowing these new recruits to truly understand that "following His Majesty can win the battle" is not empty talk.
"Order all ships to rest for half an hour and continue advancing."
Martin's voice was transmitted throughout the army through the communicator.
"Tell everyone that the more stubborn the resistance of the Matrix Galaxy is, the more valuable things are hidden here."
The golden behemoths returned to the flanks of the fleet, the dragon knights rode their giant dragons in a circle to keep watch, and the soldiers of the new legion hummed tunes brought from the plane of the gods while skillfully inspecting their weapons.
Eric looked at Martin's calm profile and whispered, "Your Majesty, those phantom techniques..."
"Yes, good stuff."
Martin interrupted him and pointed his finger on the star map, pointing deeper into the matrix galaxy.
"The real tough battle is yet to come. Tell the technical department to analyze the runes in those cores as soon as possible. They might be able to come in handy."
Half an hour later, the fleet started up again, the light of the jump engine pierced the void, and rushed towards the unknown star field.
Martin stood in front of the porthole, looking at the stars outside the window that were constantly receding, with a smile on his lips - the more intense the resistance of the matrix galaxy.
The more he can hone his legion, and what he wants is never just a few planes, but the entire galaxy.
The fleet was like a golden torrent, advancing steadily in the star field of the Matrix Galaxy.
Every time he took over a small plane, Martin would leave behind a group of knights, supplemented by a small number of dragon knights as a deterrent, which not only consolidated the rear but also allowed the new recruits to continue to settle down while guarding the area.
The resistance along the way grew weaker and weaker. After witnessing the overwhelming power of the Golden Behemoth, most of the smaller planes chose to surrender—either opening up their planes in surrender or being completely routed after a brief exchange of fire.
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