Not long after, the Golden Behemoth and the Dragon Knights retreated one after another. When the hatch opened, they were covered in smoke and blood.
Eric strode forward and handed Martin a handful of high-level space rings that were gleaming.
"Your Majesty, these are the enemy cores collected during the battlefield cleanup. Most of them are planetary-level or above."
Martin took the ring and counted it with a quick scan of his mental power.
He picked out all the energy cores of planetary level and above and piled them in front of the console. The blue and red lights intertwined, emitting majestic energy fluctuations.
He put these cores together with his own core energy reserves and estimated them, with a sharp gleam in his eyes - enough to support the two golden behemoths to break through to the galaxy level.
"Golden Behemoth Six, Seven." Martin's consciousness sank into the link, "Ship out."
Two huge figures immediately jumped out of the ship and hovered in the void outside the main ship, their golden pupils full of anticipation.
Martin raised his hand and waved, and the energy core accumulated in the space ring was instantly absorbed by the system, and then turned into two and accurately injected into their bodies.
"roar--!"
The two golden behemoths let out deafening roars, golden light burst out from their bodies, their bodies expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their aura soared like a rocket.
The original stellar-level pressure was quickly replaced by galaxy-level terrifying power, and the void trembled slightly because of this force.
After a moment, the light faded, and the bodies of the sixth and seventh brothers were comparable to those of the other three galaxy-level Behemoths. Even faint star patterns appeared on their golden fur.
"Come back," Martin ordered.
The two newly promoted galaxy-level golden behemoths flashed back to the main ship, but did not return to their respective berths. Instead, they followed Martin's signal.
Hiding in the secret compartment on the bottom floor of the main ship - it is filled with energy shielding devices, enough to cover up their breath.
"Rest well." Martin's voice rang in their minds, "Wait for an opportunity and catch them off guard."
The sixth and seventh brothers growled in response, their eyes flashing with a fierce look of eagerness to fight.
Martin turned back to the console and looked at the still shrinking coalition line on the screen, a cold arc appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Losing one galaxy-level Behemoth was a heavy blow, but two more were added in an instant - the variables of this war have just begun.
"Let's go!" Martin's voice echoed in the command cabin, with unquestionable determination, "Leave the reef zone and head straight for the ancient race's base!"
On the screen, the two superior plane forces of the coalition have shown signs of decline, their fleet organization has been crippled, and more than half of their high-end combat power has been lost - now is the best time to pursue the victory.
Martin's eyes were stern, and he tapped the star map with his fingertips. "Their high-end combat power cannot match ours. Let's uproot the remaining fleets of the ancient race first and vent our anger!"
The moment the order was given, Martin's fleet gave up the plan to clear the battlefield. The jump engines of all ships started at the same time, and the blue light connected into one at the edge of the reef belt.
The huge fleet was like a migrating star group, tearing through the void and chasing in the direction of the ancient race's retreat.
"I will never look back until I get my money back with interest."
Martin looked at the distorted light and shadow outside the jump channel. The anger in his heart caused by the injury to the third brother had now turned into the calmest murderous intent.
He knew that the ancient race dared to use weapons with the core energy of the universe, and there must be a deeper background behind it, but he didn't care - even if it meant losing a golden behemoth, he would destroy them.
Inside the jump channel, the vibration of the ship carried an unstoppable momentum.
Inside the command cabin, the coordinates of the ancient race were constantly being refreshed on the tactical screen, and the distance was rapidly shortening.
Martin clenched his fists, his eyes sharp as an eagle.
"Order all ships to immediately encircle the designated star field upon entering it. Don't give them any chance to breathe!"
His thoughts suddenly moved, and Martin immediately contacted the dragon knight stationed in the trading star realm through a mental link.
"Immediately raid the ancient race's starport in the Trade Star Realm, destroy its defenses, and confiscate all valuable supplies. Stay safe."
"We will follow your Majesty's orders!" The four Cluster-level Dragon Knights responded calmly and powerfully, and dissipated in the link with the sound of breaking through the air.
At this moment, a faint light appeared at the exit of the jump channel ahead, and a fleet of five ancient races appeared.
Appearing in the field of vision - those ships covered with dark green biological shells were highly recognizable, and scars from previous battles were still left on the hulls.
"Golden Behemoth, Dragon Knight, charge!" Martin's command was concise and sharp, "Tear apart their formation!"
“Roar——!” “Ah——!”
Two newly promoted galaxy-level golden behemoths took the brunt of the attack, their huge bodies wrapped in golden light crashing into the enemy formation.
Following closely behind was the Dragon Knight Legion led by Eric, the dragon's claws and breath intertwined into a torrent of destruction.
Martin sat in the main ship, watching the vanguard troops tear open the first gap on the tactical screen, and gave the order in a deep voice: "Fleet advance, lock the enemy ship's engine room with your naval guns, and provide fire support!"
The fleet's energy beams poured out like a rainstorm, accurately bombarding the weak points of the ancient race's ships.
In the starry sky, golden beasts, armored dragon knights and flashing artillery fire intertwined into a chaotic battlefield.
At this moment, the atmosphere inside several main ships of the ancient race was extremely solemn.
The six-eyed man wearing lava armor looked at the fearless golden behemoth on the screen, and a hint of surprise flashed in his six eyes.
"So fast? Didn't they clean up the battlefield? It seems that the golden behemoth is dead. Good news."
The adjutant next to him paled. "The main ship's shield energy is less than 30%. The fleet has suffered heavy losses. The fleets of other Saints (ancient races) are also retreating rapidly."
The six-eyed man slammed the control panel. "You useless idiot! Start the backup engines and retreat to the home planet's airspace! Notify all ships to retract their defenses and not to engage in a prolonged battle!"
The fleet of the ancient race began to retreat hastily, its formation in disarray.
Martin watched the movement on the screen, his eyes gleaming even colder. "Want to run? Not that easy!"
"Bring out all the confiscated bombs!"
Martin's voice exploded in the command module, filled with undisguised anger.
"All kinds of energy bombs, drop them all! Blast them to death!"
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