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Chapter 229:36, Darlock's Despair

No one would have thought that a "little thing" less than ten meters long would have the ability to destroy a giant ship or even an entire fleet.

The world of Darlock has a powerful space fleet with the "Retribution" class battleship as its flagship.

The Retribution-class battleships are also the top force to guard the empire in the vast system of the empire, especially in the turmoil of the Dark Ages, when mankind lost a huge amount of past scientific and technological knowledge and almost all of the Queen of Glory-class battleships were retired.

In the eyes of the Supreme King, this 13-kilometer-long Retribution-class battleship is one of the important bases for him to split the empire's territory and dominate the world.

The maintenance of each battleship is an astronomical sum and involves the highest level of knowledge in the empire.

The Moon-class ships, which are the main force of the fleet, also have a hull of several kilometers and are equipped with void shield cores and light spear arrays.

In such a fleet, even a light cruiser with a hull of only about five kilometers is a behemoth that is shocking enough for mortals.

And those tiny sparks floating in the Darlock galaxy, with a diameter of less than ten meters, seem so insignificant compared to those giant ships and cannons.

If someone had said before that such a small thing could destroy an entire space fleet, everyone would have laughed at him as a lunatic.

But now, in the flash of the giant ship's explosion, the existence of Spark became so obvious that it could not be ignored.

Some ships that tried to capture the Imperial Spark were also penetrated within just a few minutes. From the outside, it seemed that the Imperial Spark took only a moment to penetrate into the giant ship, and then the huge warship stopped in the void, radiating light and heat like a supernova explosion.

This is a visual error caused by the reactor inside the ship being detonated by sparks.

The captain immediately ordered someone to check the ship's system to make sure what they saw was not just a fake video spread by a new virus.

In space warfare, it is normal for enemies to use information viruses to attack.

Use some micro sensors to disrupt the fleet's signals, causing the opponent's command center to receive erroneous feedback, or simply completely paralyze the opponent's observation system.

After several minutes of checking, the captain heard the reply from the voice channel in despair - nothing abnormal was found in their fleet system, and everything they saw was real.

This was undoubtedly the worst thing that could happen to the commander of the Darok fleet.

The commander hoped that everything that was happening before his eyes was just a terrible nightmare. Perhaps he would wake up from the horrible dream in the next second, and his adjutant would tell him that his fleet had not suffered any losses, and these videos were just a trick played by the enemy before the war.

But the facts will not change because of his will.

The Imperial Spark captured in the observation map began to move again. As if ignoring the physical laws of the real universe, the Spark entered a sub-light speed state in just a few seconds.

And the speed is still increasing, almost approaching the limit of the speed of light.

At this speed, the Starfires have almost infinite kinetic energy. No ship dares to collide with them, and they all try to avoid them as quickly as possible.

But the next second, the Imperial Spark suddenly disappeared completely from their observation system.

This is not because the Imperial Spark has exceeded the speed of light and thus escaped the spectral search, but because of the activation of the virtual realm jump device.

The latest generation of technological products of the Empire are more or less equipped with virtual reality sensors, which can perform superluminal jumps between the real universe and the Empire's virtual reality.

The Darok fleet lost track of the Imperial Spark, and they fell into collective panic in the face of an attack that could come at any time.

Afterwards, the ships that were targeted and attacked heard a burst of rapid alarms, and saw alarms of hull damage from the control consoles. The temperature inside the ships continued to rise, and scorching waves of fire swept in in an instant.

The source of all these disasters was just a very regular circular hole at the stern of their giant ship, which melted through the hull.

The void shield of the giant ship exploded, and a circular penetration wound appeared on the armor, with molten metal liquid still dripping from the edge.

The cave was emitting a terrifyingly high temperature, and the energy released caused this section of the ship to be in a red-hot state.

No one could understand what kind of weapon could cause such damage.

The metal material used to build the warships is extremely resistant to high temperatures, and the hardness of the armor is extremely terrifying.

In past wars, only deep space torpedoes weighing tens of millions of tons could break through the void shield and cause damage to the armor on the surface of the ship.

On the ship under attack, before the technicians who were closer could report the situation, they heard even more urgent alarms.

Something else penetrated the energy shield and fell onto the deck.

The light spear array system began to automatically search for the enemy, but they hit nothing.

The people on the Darlock ship couldn't help but panic.

At this moment, they were like facing an extremely terrifying and omnipresent ghost. They didn't know when the next attack would come, so they could only hold their breath and pray that they would be spared.

Fortunately, the merciful destroyer did not make them wait too long, and they were soon relieved from their painful suffering.

An Imperial spark smashed through the hull of the ship and barreled through the control room.

They could feel the air heating up, and in just a few seconds the heat became horrific.

Everyone in the control room, even those wearing fire-resistant work clothes, began to spontaneously combust. Amid miserable screams, the crew members died one after another.

When the protective suits completely failed in the flames, their bodies were instantly vaporized.

The Empire's Sparks are tiny in size and extremely flexible in space. Their extremely fast speeds and ability to travel through virtual realms make it difficult for even the Empire's most advanced detection equipment to capture their movements.

The commander of the Darlock fleet felt a deep sense of powerlessness at this moment.

He could only watch in grief as the ships that he once cherished as his life were destroyed one after another.

Perhaps in the next moment, his destruction will come to an end in an instant.

Facing his impending demise, he did not feel too much fear in his heart, only a deep sense of unwillingness.

Until now, he has not figured out how the enemy defeated them.

Even the captain had no evidence to prove that it was the Imperial fleet that attacked them.

The Imperial ships are still anchored outside the system and show no signs of launching any attacks.

"What we are facing is not an ordinary thing, it is an invisible devil, a burning vengeful spirit, and the nameless wrath of the gods!"

Darok's commander went crazy. When his cognition was shattered again and again, he screamed crazily in the voice channel. He worshipped the Red Flame that destroyed him as a god and sang praises to it over and over again.

But no one responded to him, and no one stopped him.

The huge fleet and the lives that lived there all became remains floating in space in that fiery trajectory.

The people of Darok, standing on the surface and gazing up at the stars, could clearly see that in the deep space, their fleets were blooming into clusters of silent fireworks.

This brilliant fireworks display lasted for a long time, and it was not until several hours later that it showed signs of weakening.

During this period, there were countless fallen warship wreckages, which streaked across the atmosphere like fireballs, leaving behind trails that blocked the starry sky.

And those Imperial Sparks, now suspended in the Darok Galaxy, glowed like supernovas, like dozens of small stars.

In this radiating flame, the entire planet of Darok seemed to be ignited, shining brightly, and becoming a sea of ​​flames and light.

Looking at the dozens of suns that suddenly appeared in the sky like a mythical scene.

The people of Darok fell into great panic, as if a god had made his final judgment on them, and they suffered the torment before being executed.

At this time, they were not the only ones who had strange emotions. Even the captains of the Imperial Navy, after seeing the effects of the new weapons, were deeply shocked and numb, almost doubting their lives.

who I am? where am I? What am I doing?
Shouldn't a space battle be about shouting the Emperor's name, firing cannons and lances, charging at full speed, and ramming hard with ramming horns?

If this is a space battle, then what were they doing before?
In this space age, the existence of each giant ship is more than just a means of transportation.

Each huge warship is a small city-state where tens of millions of people are born, live, give birth to offspring, and finally die.

This is the ship of the Empire, and also the home given to them by the God-Emperor.

Born in the great ships, the Imperial Navy has spent their entire lives studying space strategy and tactics, and has witnessed all sorts of extreme battlefield situations.

But witnessing an entire fleet of Retribution-class battleships being destroyed in just a few hours, light years away.

During this process, the living saint who gave the order did not even make any drastic movements, and destroyed Darok's space armed forces with such ease.

When this scene actually happened, it still exceeded their psychological endurance.

The Darok fleet became a space graveyard, and the Empire's work ships had to spend a lot of effort to open up a path wide enough for the Imperial fleet to pass through the dense space debris.

The captains commanded their warships to pass through it. They looked at this space tomb with complex emotions in their eyes.

This emotion includes the joy of victory and the confusion of the scene before them.

Experienced captains have fought countless enemies throughout their lives in this starry sky. The giant ships are their best partners, helping them to roam the starry sea and expel those enemies who offend the majesty of the empire.

They have faced space fortresses as huge as hive cities and battle planets as large as the moon.

They had even heard of aliens that could transform entire planets into war machines.

Every line in the history of the Imperial Navy is written with glory, loyalty and passion.

They have been studying war all their lives, trying to find a way to be invincible, but they never imagined that wars in space could be so easy.

Efficient and ruthless, carrying the red flame of destruction.

With the destruction of the Darok fleet, the people of this rebellious world collectively erupted in despair.

The invincible fleet they relied on was easily destroyed at this moment.

The Supreme King Caligus looked at the light spots on the space map disappearing one after another, and he fell into silence.

In the communication channel inside Darlock, an alarm sounded that the star port was under attack. Soon, a loud explosion sounded, and the chaotic alarm sound disappeared.

Silence returned to the voice, and no more sound was emitted.

The star port was breached, followed by this world's artificial satellite.

The fleet was destroyed, and Darok's ground command inevitably lost control of the outer orbit.

The people of Darok saw a huge ramming horn with a double-headed eagle paint slowly approaching Darok's atmosphere, and the chaos and collapse caused by this continued to increase.

At this moment, even those nobles and knight families whose interests were tied to the High King were thrown into panic.

The fleet they had high hopes for was destroyed in just a few dozen minutes without any direct confrontation with the Empire.

What a horrible truth this is.

The Empire used its power to bring its wrath to the entire Darlock world.

The Empire has always been brutal towards the world that dares to rebel.

Everyone was panicking about what would happen next.

The High King paced around the room angrily, his expression extremely ugly.

It was originally thought that the Great Rift incident and the melee with the Vigilance Planet would cause the Empire to completely lose control of the area near the Eye of Terror.

Over the past few decades, their contact with the Empire has been almost completely cut off. Even in the occasional astropathic communications they received, they only heard the wailing of countless worlds.

Under such circumstances, a melee broke out among various races in the galaxy on the Vigilant Planet. Even if the Empire won, it would be a pyrrhic victory.

Under such circumstances, it was reasonable for the disloyal Supreme King Caligus to declare independence.

He anticipated the risks of the Empire attacking them, but in his opinion, the Empire would not be able to send too many troops.

The good news is that the Empire did not send too many troops.

The bad news was that before the enemy fleet entered the galaxy, dozens of sparks had destroyed all the space units of the Darok world.

Whether it was warships, spacecraft, satellites, or space weapon platforms, they were all destroyed in a very short time. The Darok world completely became a toothless tiger, at the mercy of the Imperial Fleet.

The huge fleet that appeared in space plunged all the people into oppressive fear.

But the High King still did not give up. He began to order the knight families to send out their elite troops to defend the various fortresses.

The Empire's fleet approached outer orbit, but did not drop Extinction Order-class weapons such as whirlwind torpedoes to destroy the surface, which gave the High King hope again.

Recall the young woman named Efilar.

"Womanly kindness." The High King seemed to understand why the other party did this and sneered with disdain.

Perhaps it was because Efilar's appearance was too deceptive that the High King made a wrong judgment about the Saint.

As early as Ophelia 7, Efilar suppressed the voices of betrayal in many worlds, and her tough approach was in stark contrast to her appearance.

She didn't exterminate the entire surface of the earth, so it's natural that she wouldn't suddenly show mercy.

Dukel assigned her a task to test the latest military equipment.

The sparks were just an appetizer when the dense airdrop capsules descended like a meteor shower.

From the dust of the earth, the assault company of the 22nd Catachan Infantry Regiment walked out of the hatch one after another.

They are mortals who have not undergone surgical transformation, but their steps shake the earth, and when they take coordinated steps, the whole world seems to tremble.

The Catachan 22nd Infantry Regiment Assault Company, each soldier drives a single-person combat mecha that is over three meters long.

This type of combat mecha originated from the Mechanicus's divine network system and was finally developed in conjunction with the virtual realm technology system.

The small internal reactor is connected to the soldiers' nerves, making them almost one with the mecha, giving them powerful firepower and protection capabilities.

Although the weak bodies of mortals somewhat hinder the performance of this mecha, causing their actual combat effectiveness to be weaker than that of the Primaris Space Marines, it is still countless times better than previous bulletproof vests.

The most important thing is that this type of mecha is cheap to manufacture, and soon nearly 10,000 Catachan mecha warriors came out from the sky full of airborne bays.

As the mechanical priest chanted, hydraulic pipes slowly transmitted liquid, and his steel boots stepped onto this betrayed land.

The built-in system automatically helped them to search for enemies around them, and Efilar's voice also sounded in their voice channel.
"Kill all those who stand in your way, no matter if they are nobles or commoners. Your mission is to conquer this planet as quickly as possible, soldiers."

Saint Efilar's cold voice reached the ears of every soldier.

(End of this chapter)