Him and their stars.

Chapter 2156 Everyone could fight like this all day long
Yu Lian didn't have time to think for long. The young emperors pounced. Each of them was expressionless, like puppets, but each of their attacks was full of infinite agility and change, blocking all possible angles for counterattack and breakout.

The "emperor" I encountered in my spiritual treasure trove, who drove me to the brink of suicide, was far more expressive and dynamic than these expressionless counterparts present.

Is it possible to clear the area using large-scale techniques?

Yu Lian mobilized his spiritual energy, feeling the powerful force it provided to his bones and muscles, but found that the rules of the entire world were preventing him from doing so.

Is this the "area of ​​conflict"?
"Excellent, just what I wanted!" Yu Lian grinned, revealing a ferocious and maniacal smile that made him far more villainous than any of the "emperors" present.

Yu Lian burst into laughter and punched the "Emperor" at the front of the group in the face. The space around him hummed uncontrollably, and the enemy in front of him was sent flying backward, weapon and all, his body beginning to crack in mid-air, like a shattered porcelain doll.

His body turned into fragments of flesh and blood, but the weapon in his hand turned into gray mist, which instantly dissipated and fell to the ground.

Yu Lian felt that he had understood something again.

But then, weapons came from all directions. There were three light spears, two spiral impact spears, four greatswords, and three battle axes, leaving no room for error.

They crashed into the psionic defense barrier that Yu Lian had already deployed, without harming Lan Jiufeng in the slightest.

The old man held his sword, and even closed his eyes.

But then, after a brief surge of air currents and ripples in the force field, their weapons seemed to twist and break through the spatial barrier, entering their own bodies.

Despite being struck by a thousand ren (a type of metal rod), Yu Lian remained unfazed and even glanced at his master again.

Master Lan was completely absorbed in his own world. Perhaps this is what it means to be able to master the sword only when one is deeply moved by emotion.

"What do you mean by a Bloodthirsty MT?!" Yu Lian grinned, coughed up a mouthful of blood, but still gave himself a thumbs up without changing his expression.

"I could fight here all day!" Yu Lian laughed. Then, he casually pulled out an atomic light spear shimmering with golden energy from the void and blew the head off the nearest emperor.

The blood mist was decomposed by the energy light blades before it exploded, like a crimson tide cutting through the sky.

At the same moment, the same intense atmosphere resounded on the bridge of the Silent Ship.

"Hard to right! Watch out for the high-energy reaction at three o'clock!" Anne Romanova was almost submerged in the control panel, loudly repeating her commands while forcefully moving the steering wheel.

"Active reaction shields, immediately converge to port, prepare to engage!" Eleanor then asked, "What about the Bifang system?"

"Production is at full capacity, and all units have been converted to protective mode! 120,000 units are available! In addition, the number of secondary nano-units available is... 470 million!" Captain Nemo rubbed his eyes, his voice filled with a wild joy: "Excellent, we can fight here all day!"

In the material universe of her celestial realm, crimson energy storms burned continuously as they swept across the pitch-black depths, forming monstrous waves that seemed capable of tearing planets apart.

Faced with such immense power, even the Titan-class hull of the Silent was as fragile as a small boat that could capsize at any moment.

However, even though it was just a small boat, the Enlightened warship still maintained its basic sailing balance in the storm of dark red energy, like an undead bird dancing in the fire of hell.

In reality, the surging barrage of countless red lights had already dominated all space in this star field. Under such circumstances, no matter what kind of propulsion the Enlightened warship possessed, it was impossible to avoid all the attacks.

However, just as those dense beams of light were about to sever the warship's hull, they were enveloped by an almost invisible force field and were then deflected to another area of ​​space.

That was an active reactive shield composed of nanobots. These tiny mechanical cells, which actively decomposed from the warship, formed a special and intricate structure similar to a Faraday cage, guiding and deflecting energy beams that were about to harm the ship.

They will certainly disintegrate and annihilate under the violent energy impact, but as long as they complete one or two perfect deflections and decompositions, that will be enough.

Thus, although the Silent One seemed to be barely maintaining its basic survival amidst turbulent waves, its counterattacks never ceased.

Almost imperceptible arcs of electricity easily swept through the dense barrage of blood-red light, landing on the illusory behemoth. Continuous explosions erupted once more on its steel body, which bound its illusory flesh and blood. The illusory flesh and blood within its armor seemed to tremble as well.

"Attack effective! The virtual realm readings are weakening, uh, they're fluctuating! Fluctuating over a wide area!" the intelligence officer reported.

“But didn’t it bounce back again?” Ina said.

“The fluctuations mean the attack is effective! So, even a creation of mysticism can be killed, right?” Eleanor shouted.

"We are killing gods! We can certainly annihilate warp demons as well!" Captain Nemo shouted.

Whether or not this claim has any theoretical basis is unknown, but everyone seems to have chosen to believe it.

Gongsun Qing further pondered: "The 'flesh and blood' from the virtual realm is actually achieved through information manipulation that transcends the material dimension. Therefore, the double-piercing electric arc, which can also transcend dimensions, can also interfere with this constitutive information."

Everyone turned to look at the Sword Saint, their expressions showing varying degrees of shock, probably because they felt this shouldn't be a line from an art student.

The Sword Saint scratched her head and said, "Well, although I'm an art student, I'm also a Saint! I've experienced adventures in the Void Realm."

Can't you guys at least show some respect for an art student like me?
"Although the second half was my own idea," she muttered again.

That's when everyone felt that what they were saying sounded more plausible.

At the same moment, the silent, spiritual roar of the steel behemoth resounded throughout the entire universe, appearing even more insane and brutal.

Even the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Sobyk fleet, who were a full 1.5 astronomical units away from that menacing behemoth, were chilled to the bone by its roar.

They could hardly imagine the pressure the crew of the "ghost ship," which was only forty or fifty million kilometers away from the monster, were enduring, and they couldn't help but feel a deep sense of awe.

However, considering that they were enemies who had ravaged their own territory and marched all the way into the capital, this feeling was quite complicated.

On the bridge of the Yutu, Vice Admiral Ostana Baal's holographic projection clapped slightly, making no attempt to hide the admiration in her eyes: "Fortunately, while these monsters are still around, they are our teammates."

Duke Gérène nodded in agreement: "On the battlefield of fleet battles, the largest warship is the largest MT (Main Tank). Earthlings are indeed meticulous people. Fortunately, civilization is our ally."

Viscount Sellu stared at the Duke, speechless. She felt that compared to the Earthlings' skills and tactics, this man's shamelessness was even more astonishing; she feared she wouldn't reach that level even after another twenty years of training.

Hermisa Star saw the official chuckle and echoed, "The Duke is right! The Duke is absolutely right!"

"So, the fleet, in coordination with the Earthlings, will take out this guy first, then consider the consequences. Who agrees? Who disagrees?" Ostana asked again. Duke Galibéan nodded solemnly: "Isn't this His Highness Brunhilde's order?"

"Indeed. I am merely a relayer."

“Then, I too shall carry out the orders of the Privy Council.” The Duchess then raised her fist and lightly tapped her chest with great magnanimity: “To protect the citizens of the capital, I will gladly die!”

Miss Hoshimi echoed in a flat, monotone voice, "His Excellency the Duke is a role model for us all... Pfft!"

She couldn't help but burst out laughing. Of course, it's also possible that she never intended to hold it in.

Lieutenant General Bar nodded in satisfaction, then said to Sobek, "Since I won't be present, I'll leave the on-site command to you."

Sobek suddenly felt a little numb.

After the Chief of Staff arrived, he was truly prepared to have his brains stored away. As a man of his time, his candid confession just now had already cost him the courage of his next life, not to mention the shock of almost being killed on the spot by the Duke.

Even now, he hasn't recovered from the shock he just experienced, but is he about to enter the battlefield? And even command?

Sobek raised a trembling hand and pointed to himself: "You, are you talking about me?"

"Can't you command remotely?" Sobek wanted to say, but he knew how ridiculous such a request was, and ultimately couldn't bring himself to say it.

“Yes. I’m currently aboard the Dawn Angel, and it will take some time to reach the Heavenly Realm. The battle on your side is already at a fever pitch, and communications could be cut off at any moment. Of course, I can only ask you for help.” Ostana’s eyes were full of expectation, even with a heartfelt plea: “You can definitely do it.”

“I’ve already said it… I’m really no great general.” Sobek was about to repeat himself when Lieutenant General Baal said, “Commander Sobek, you don’t want to see the civilians of the capital bleeding like rivers, do you?”

Upon hearing the word "commoners," Sobek was speechless for a moment, and could only nod as if he had lost his parents: "I will do my best."

He wasn't unaware that there was indeed a element of moral blackmail involved, but he might actually be the one who fell for it the most.

Jaeger Sobek hesitated for a moment, then thought of something: "There are already 12 inhabited cities in the outer ring with Void Realm monsters appearing, and Shamaen is in a tough fight. I want to send all of our ground forces to support them."

Anyway, with that terrifying-looking beast over there, it seems like there's no need for any gang fights, right?

“These are your subordinates,” the Chief of Staff said, then looked at Duke Gérard Béan: “Is that so, Your Highness?”

The Duchess looked straight ahead, her face dignified and meticulous as she replied, "I have enjoyed working with General Sobek and am happy to incorporate all his decisions and orders! The military tradition of Imperial honor teaches us to always respect the professional decisions of the generals at the front! Please rest assured, and please also rest assured, His Highness Brunhilde."

This man's face was so solemn that it seemed he was preparing to be martyred. It felt as if he would be willing to ride his dragon to charge at that illusory beast at the command of either Sobek or Baal, as if his earlier confrontation with Sobek was just an illusion.

The person in question glanced at the Duke and seamlessly forced a grateful smile, as if he hadn't been the one rolling on the ground with his head in his hands just moments before: "Thank you for your cooperation."

At this level of sophistication, it becomes difficult to discern whether one is wise in feigned foolishness or treacherous in disguise. Even now, a flicker of emotion still crossed Duke Geribanne's eyes, and the kindness on his face gained a touch of genuine sincerity.

Sobek then asked, "Then, can I contact that ghost ship on the other side of Earth?"

“This was also your decision,” Ostanina said.

This time, Sobek hesitated for no more than five seconds before sighing, "Captain, call on the Ghost."

His voice carried a hint of self-abandonment, but he immediately received an excited response from Captain Pegsey: "Understood! Communications officer, initiate a call to the Earth fleet via the gravitational wave channel opened in the capital!"

This time, however, Ostana Bar's gaze towards Sobek held a different meaning.

A meaningful smile immediately bloomed on her face: "You are well, General Sobek. On behalf of His Highness Brunhilde, I express my deepest gratitude and respect to you! Please rest assured, reinforcements will arrive. The knights of the Empire will surely protect the people of the Empire! This is where our honor lies, and even more so, where His Highness Brunhilde's honor lies! I wish you continued success in your military campaigns!"

After leaving behind these suggestive words, Lieutenant General Barr logged off.

Sobek opened his mouth slightly, turned his head nervously, and then saw Duke Géribian's face. She stood less than five meters away, her golden eyes, the hallmark of the Dawn Royal Family, filled with scrutiny.

It was an unintentional eye contact, and both of them saw a hint of awkwardness in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Miss Sellu had already alertly stepped between the two, facing the Duke, with a warhammer formed of spiritual light hidden behind her back.

In the eyes of Duke Geribean, a Saint at the Great Perfection and a Half-God, Miss Sellu, a mere Third Ring, was nothing more than a breath of Hakimi, no matter how wary he was.

However, if there is a Hermisa Star Official standing behind him, then the situation becomes a bit delicate.

She was especially fond of playing with the black-handled light spear, as if she were handling a work of art.

Although this person is only a sixth-ringed star-gazer and should be a "civilian" star-gazer, his skill in wielding the light spear was quite refined, and he was qualified to be a knight commander in the Knights Order who was in charge of teaching spear and staff techniques.

Duke Géribian said frankly, "I'm sorry."

The Duke's apology came so naturally that everyone was speechless for a moment.

"You must believe me, I have no personal grudge against you whatsoever, and in fact, I hold you in high regard. In terms of personal feelings, Lord Sobek, we are at least old comrades with deep bonds," the Duke added.

Sobek nodded in agreement and even managed a smile.

Aside from smiling, he really doesn't know what expression to use right now.

“However, I also have to obey certain orders, and I hope you will understand,” the Duke said, while wiping away tears that seemed to be there but not quite.

So, what is the order? Who could directly order a former cardinal judge, who is also the current Grand Master of the Knights, to do such a thing?

The atmosphere on the ship grew increasingly tense. Just as Sobek was thinking of saying something, his communication request was also connected.

On the main screen of the Yutu was a female officer, Brigadier General Eleanor Bonaparte, dressed in the uniform of an Earth Navy admiral, with a stern expression and upright posture.

That person isn't here?
"The commander has other business to attend to." Without further ado, Brigadier General Bonaparte cut to the chase: "General Sobek, to make a long story short, what are your intentions?"