Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 894 Let the Star Realm Burn!

In the distance, the storm in the sky slowly dissipated.

The terrifying god of war composed of countless guns, turrets and flames - [Gun Shape], finally gradually disintegrated and fell back in the air. The mechanical structure that was as hot as magma fell off piece by piece and melted into nothingness.

Saint Bumaro's true form slowly emerged from it.

His body was even more broken than before. The flesh and blood that had barely maintained its human form was now reduced to a small remnant, while the rest of his body was replaced by cold, hard, and dark bronze prostheses.

The inscription on the chest was pierced by a crack, and half of the head was covered with rough and mottled metal organs, like an apostle of the end times walking out of the ruins of the apocalypse.

But even so, he was still as majestic as a mountain, and the broken but solemn bronze crown behind him was still floating, emitting a quiet and oppressive light.

On the bridge, Xia Xiu also breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to start a civil war with the Orthodox Church during the war against the Soul Sucker Empire.

His golden pupils narrowed slightly, and he turned his head slightly, muttering:
"Fortunately, Lao Ma knows what to do and what not to do."

He placed one hand on the edge of the console, tapping the metal guardrail with his fingertips, his eyes fixed on other battlefields.

……

On the third battlefield.

The entire shattered ruins burst into flames.

The Sword-class frigates of the Courtyard Combined Fleet, the Orthodox Church's folding fleet and the scattered and out-of-control Nautilus ships were intertwined under the dark golden sky, weaving a broken war dome.

The 12-ship Nautilus fleet that was originally hovering outside the T-111 ruins suddenly fell into complete chaos as the main brain fell and the mental command chain was broken.

Without the coordination of the main brain, the Nautilus's mental network was like crystal shattered by a sledgehammer.

All the Nautiluses were suddenly separated from the same sea of ​​consciousness and fell into the fear of being isolated and helpless.

Many Nautilus went crazy on the spot.

Some began to randomly fire mind storm bombs and gravity anchors in all directions, and some even collided with each other in the sky, causing explosions and igniting strange purple flames.

More Nautilus ships chose the most instinctive response:
Run away!!!

After the flagship Sword of Glory issued an order for all ships to counterattack, the thirteen Sword-class frigates of the Courtyard Fleet advanced in full force, cutting through the chaotic Nautilus formation like a sharp sword.

[Total number of Nautilus ships: 111]

[Confirmed destroyed: 67 ships]

[Self-destruction or loss of control: 19 ships]

[Successful escape: 25 ships]

The bow main guns of the Sword-class ships fired in succession, and the brilliant blue-white ether cannon light cut through the sky, tearing apart the Nautilus ships that tried to break through one by one; while the Orthodox Church's folding fleet used precise jump cutting to block most of the Nautilus's retreat routes.

But even so, 25 Nautilus ships still relied on their instincts to twist and jump wildly in the war, tearing open a bloody path, turning into a little faint shadow in the distance of the sky, and escaped in a panic.

In the communication channel of the courtyard fleet, the commander reported:

"Nautilus ships—the main group has been destroyed."

"The airspace outside the ruins - basic control."

"The remaining Nautilus can no longer pose a threat of scale."

On the battlefield, the wreckage of the fallen Nautilus burned into heavy and tragic tracks in the astral realm.

That was the colonial fleet that the Soul Sucker Empire had painstakingly built over decades, but now its spine was broken in one day, and it turned into broken meteorite wreckage, scattered under the ruins of T-12.

In the sky, the emblems of the Courtyard Fleet and the Orthodox Holy Ship had already been woven into a solemn and grim curtain in the flames of war.

They wrote the complete victory of the first holy war with an indisputable attitude.

……

On the fourth battlefield.

The torrent of blood and iron is still spreading across the surface.

Three hundred Court Guards and slave troops from the Soul Sucker Empire fought among the rubble and half-collapsed ruins.

The broken walls and scorched earth together form an altar where life and glory are intertwined.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard are clad in power armor and armed with chainswords and bolters, like moving steel barriers.

They fought side by side, their ranks advancing like an iron wave, eroding the enemy's lines step by step.

Fighting alongside them were a thousand [Bronze Soldiers] from the Bronze Sky.

These bronze warriors, blessed by the Broken God and forged by Saint Bumaro himself, were like war beasts on the battlefield, wielding [Relic Destroyer] spears and piercing through the chests of countless soul-sucking slaves.

The combination of the Imperial Guards and the Bronze Soldiers instantly broke the enemy's fragile defense line.

After the Mastermind fell and the mind network collapsed, the Soul Sucker Slave Corps completely lost its superior coordination, and the battle line scattered like a broken spider web.

They lost their will to fight, and were left with only disorderly struggle and wailing.

[Imperial Army Advancement: 76%]

[Enemy Slave Soldier Casualty Rate: 89%]

In the gray dust, chainsaw swords roared and cut through blood and bones, bolt guns ignited the enemy's flesh and soul again and again, and bronze soldiers were like tireless killing machines, stepping on the scorched earth and broken psychic barriers.

The heart of the battlefield, one of the nine sons of the Courtyard Guards, the two political commissars in charge of the ground command, Joseph Gardner Swift, and Political Commissar Mikhail Tukhachevsky, encouraged the guards on the battlefield.

They raised their scepters and chainswords, wearing broken but still shining power armor with holy symbols, and roared forward:

"For the Kingdom of Heaven!"

"For the courtyard!!"

"For His Majesty Abraham!!!"

In response, the three hundred imperial guards roared in unison, shaking the heavens.

The bronze soldiers also struck their spears in unison, making a deafening metallic bell sound, as if the entire ground was shaking with their advance.

The slave soldiers of the Soul Sucker Empire were completely crushed.

The defeated fled into the depths of the ruins like a tide, but at the end of the passage, they were completely blocked by the [Iron Wall] deployed in advance by the Orthodox Church.

There is no escape, only destruction.

There is only - massacre.

Comprehensive victory on the four major battlefields.

The Courtyard and the Orthodox Church's joint fleet controlled the air and surface above the T-12 ruins, recaptured the [God-Given Colossus], purified the fallen machine souls, and crushed the outer forces of the Soul Sucker Empire.

Now, the homeland of the Soul Sucker Empire has begun to truly feel the iron hoof of war.

The declaration of war from the dual wills of [Oum Messiah] and [McCann] is about to truly begin.

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Depth 60: Deep within the astral realm.

The border of the Soul Sucker Empire, numbered T-60N Estera Fault Zone.

This is one of the important spiritual colonies expanded by the Soul Sucker Empire on the edge of the astral realm.

Thin yet vast, scattered with countless small colony nodes supported by psychic matrices, like swarms of spores floating in the abyss.

And now, in this dark, almost untrodden astral rift, four silver shadows cutting through the starlight quietly emerged.

That is:

Cobra-class main torpedo destroyer, with a length of 1.6 kilometers.

Viper-class long-range missile support destroyer, with a length of 1.1 kilometers.

Scimitar-class escort balanced destroyer, with a length of 1.3 kilometers.

Storm-class fast interception light destroyer, with a length of 1.0 km.

These four warships are all equipped with the latest courtyard STC modules and tactical systems jointly sponsored and developed by the eight major abnormal capital groups.

They were born in the deepest smelting factories of the astral world. In the twisted, expanding, and countercurrent etheric timeline, they were baptized by endless forging fires and psychic storms, just to create a blade that could shake the future battle situation.

In the bridge.

The vice-president of the courtyard and the current commander-in-chief of the squadron, Turs Corbett, was wearing a modified military uniform, his fox ears trembling slightly, and his golden eyes calmly swept across the strategic star map floating in front of him.

Beside him, Silas Cephalon, wearing a navigator's gray cloak, remained silent, tapping the holographic command table with his fingertips, his face expressionless.

Behind the two of them were the courtyard commanders and tactical operators lined up in an orderly manner on the bridges of the four ships. Everyone held their breath and their eyes were as cold as ice.

They are waiting for the call to war.

Although due to the ether turbulence and astral disturbance at depth 60, the real-time information from the T-12 ruins war zone was severely delayed, they have not yet learned the results of the battlefield.

But, in any case, they will start the war at the appointed time.

Tours shook his fox tail lightly and said expressionlessly:
"That guy Abraham won't lose."

Navigator Silas was silent for a moment, then replied softly:
"Of course, Your Majesty will never lose."

On the tactical table, the time scale jumped one level at a time.

There are only 5 minutes left until the agreed announcement time.

When the final countdown reaches zero, this four-ship fleet will simultaneously activate the [Claim Agreement] and formally declare war on the core border colonies of the Soul Sucker Empire at both the legal and astral levels.

Then...

Full invasion.

Complete capture.

Total conquest.

The astral world will burn for the courtyard.

……

On the bridge.

Time quickly returned to zero.

In an instant, the sound of the Golden Law [Declaration] from the Midgard Courtyard rang out over the border of the entire Estrella Fault Zone.

Cold and majestic, like a decree from heaven.

[Mid-World Courtyard announces territorial claims on the T-60N Hub of the Soul Sucker Empire! 】

[Golden Law Tip: You have successfully claimed the T-60N Hub controlled by the Soul Sucker Empire through radiation power. ]

【This hub will become the official claimed territory of Midgard.】

[This move will greatly intensify the diplomatic hostility between you and the Soul Sucker Empire, and provide absolute legitimacy for subsequent war actions.]

In an instant, all the Blood Oath Legionaries on the bridge stood up solemnly, punched their chests with their right fists, and sang the Courtyard War Cry in unison:
"We have been bathed in the glory of heaven, and with the grace of the Holy Spirit, we walk in the world and fulfill the sacred path!!!"

Just a few seconds later, the final line of bloody information struck the consciousness of the entire fleet like a hammer:
[Your war goal has been automatically set to: Purification War! ]

[The Earthly Courtyard has declared war on the Soul Sucker Empire! ]

There was silence in the bridge.

Then there was a brief pulse.

Then, the entire ship vibrated slightly, and as the main engine heated up, a ray of light broke through the dark abyss of the star realm.

Tours exhaled slowly, raised his fox tail, and whispered softly:

"Declaration of war complete."

Silas simply pulled down his mask silently and transmitted the cold navigation instructions to all battleship fleets.

next second.

Roaring in deep space, the turret rotates and the missile bay is unlocked.

The judgment of the earthly courtyard has arrived.

……

T-60N border, the sentinel hub of the Soul Sucker Empire.

The gray-white star realm, which has been immersed in a weak spiritual flow for many years, was torn apart by a sudden storm of thought at this moment.

The garrison command node - the brain-like main control center with countless silver-purple nerve tentacles suspended on it - instinctively issued a harsh mental alarm sound the first second after receiving the alarm:
【warn--】

[Golden Law level declaration of war confirmed——]

[Midnight Courtyard launches a purification war against this empire——]

"what?!"

A high-ranking commander of the mind suckers wearing telepathic resonance armor screamed, and there was a sharp pain in his mental circuits.

The surrounding soul sucker sentinels immediately sensed the commander's chaotic mental fluctuations, but even more terrifying things were yet to come:

All border telepathic networks begin to experience severe disruptions.

The Nautilus's main navigation cord was violently shaken, and the channel data collapsed, like an out-of-control deep-sea submarine rolling in an unknown ocean current.

The mind-sucking pilots on the bridge let out sharp mental roars, but no matter how they corrected themselves, they could not regain a clear path.

Dozens of star node lines suddenly went out on the visual map of Siyuan Brain, like burned-out miniature stars.

Countless syllables of broken silver threads exploded in the mind space of the spirit absorber border, echoing in painful roars.

The entire border defense system of the Soul Sucker Empire was like a spider web that was suddenly ignited, small but quickly collapsing.

Nodes lost contact, the fleet lost control, command was broken, and the border outpost was like a piece of driftwood thrown into a sea of ​​fire, drifting helplessly in the chaos.

A mind liaison officer at a mind sucker outpost fell to the ground and convulsed due to mental overload. His last mental wave fragment was:

【With the courtyard came destruction. 】

"The Midgard has declared war! On our main hub!!"

"The astral world is about to burn!"

"Quick, quickly mobilize the Nautilus fleet - quickly contact the Mastermind Council!"

Countless mental fluctuations exploded throughout the star realm, forming waves of unstoppable panic.

What's more, when the outermost part of the Mind-sucking Empire's main brain council sensed all this, an invisible crack appeared in the entire huge collective consciousness body at this moment.

But they don't know yet that this is just the beginning of a deeper and more severe disaster.

……

At this moment, in the farther reaches of the astral world, the deep space monitoring stations of many forces, the astral predators in the dark region, the financial hubs hidden on the edge of the material plane, and even the astral trade nodes of the Edici Federation and the Mayflower Foundation, all captured the shocking message recorded by the Golden Law at almost the same time without exception:

[The Earthly Courtyard officially launches a purification war against the Soul Absorber Empire. ]

The entire astral world seemed to fall into a suffocating silence in just a few seconds.

Then a strong wind suddenly blew up!

The major star intelligence agencies, powerful navies, secret sects, chaebol groups, desperate star pirates, rebel organizations, deep space hunting groups...

All forces, almost at the same time, began to adjust their postures, urgently dispatch resources, arm fleets, block waterways, and activate hidden war plans.

Because they all knew that this was not just a war between the Midgard Courtyard and the Soul Sucker Empire.

This war will ignite the powder keg of the entire deep space.

The entire star realm is about to be engulfed in raging flames.

And the earthly courtyard is the igniter of this storm that burns everything.