Alien Hotel.

Chapter 690 War Star Sky
A massive spatial rift slowly opened in space, like an empty eye stretching across the desolate sky. Distant starlight and illusions of the stargate's edge flickered on the other side of this "eye." Then, the massive integrated fleet lit up its engines. Six special operations bombers were the first to cross the stargate passage, followed by shield ships carrying wide-area shield projectors and several large arsenal ships. The flagship, the Mass Effect, and the rest of the warships followed closely behind, accelerating through the massive passage.

Deep within the distant Dark Current Starfield, at the border of the Hidden Cult's territory, an energy burst exceeding the system's threshold instantly swept across the entire stargate!
At the center of the ring-shaped megastructure, a radiant glow surged, and red light, like blood, churned and undulated within the ring. A terrifying rift tore apart the entire spacetime inside the main ring. The normally functioning stargate transmission mission was forcibly taken over and interrupted by external forces. The powerful energy accumulated inside the main ring instantly went out of control, transforming into countless red arcs of electricity spanning thousands of kilometers that burst forth!

The dim corona of the brown dwarf reflected the rapidly expanding red flash, and the stargate guards had no time to react in the first few seconds—but these first few seconds were their last chance to close the gate. After a brief release of energy and a tear in space, the first wave of attackers leaped out of the ocean of red lightning.

Like a behemoth rising from a sea of ​​blood, the "Ghost"-class special operations bomber entered the battlefield. Before the nearest Hermitage warships could react, hundreds of gravitational bombs had already been launched into space. These heavy bombs, equipped with miniature warp thrusters, instantly jumped behind the Stargate defenders and then began to collapse violently. A series of gravitational collapse points distorted the distant starlight and dragged a large number of Hermitage fleets directly into a deadly vortex.

As the explosion illuminated the space, the second batch of Aegis ships that jumped into the battlefield had already set up a thick protective force field in front of the stargate and began to use their shipborne particle rapid-fire cannons to intensively sweep the small anti-aircraft guns set up around the main ring of the stargate, as well as the drones and close-in weapon systems that were hastily taking off from the ring.

After the shield-bearer cleared a safe area, the arsenal ship behind the protective force field opened all its torpedo launchers—the heavy fortress torpedoes leaped into space like a swarm of sharks, accelerating toward the most conspicuous armed star fortress standing in space.

It wasn't until the first salvo of fortress torpedoes struck the armored stargate that the Stargate's defense forces finally reacted and began to attempt a counterattack amidst immense panic and chaos. However, the energy pulse generated by the simultaneous explosion of hundreds of graviton bombs had completely severed the connection between the stargate and the defense fleet, and the energy shock released by the stargate itself when it went out of control plunged the entire battlefield into extreme chaos from the very beginning.

The electromagnetic environment was boiling over; temporary gravitational faults of varying sizes were cutting through the battlefield; the communication channels seemed to be engulfed in a relentless storm, filled with chaotic calls and warnings; and distant outer defense forces were frantically inquiring about what was happening back home.

"Stargate under attack! Stargate under attack! An unidentified fleet has appeared at the center of the jump field, we are being bombarded—"

"It's not from outside! The enemy is behind us! The attack is coming from the direction of the stargate!"

"In the name of the sages! Can't you fucking see that flash of light?!"

"Starfortress calling for mobile fleet. Flanking maneuvers are in need of protection. We have been hit by a Bastion torpedo... Any units, respond immediately!"

“Sage, who can close that door… New large warships detected! They’re still jumping in, repeat, the enemy is still jumping in!”

"The stargate is completely out of control... We're doomed! Contact our home planet immediately!"

"Where are the defense platforms? What are our heavy artillery turrets doing?!"

"Security protocol locked. Turret AI refuses to fire at stargate. Starfort authorization is required to unlock!"

"So why hasn't Starfortress..."

A terrifying energy release swept across the entire battlefield, instantly filling the communication channels of the Stargate defense forces with tremendous noise and howls. The chaotic calls and pleas for help were all interrupted by this howl. Some of the Hermitage fleet commanders seemed to realize something and immediately turned their attention to the armed star fortress standing near the Stargate.

A blinding sphere of light is slowly expanding from the lower center of Star Castle, like an overinflated balloon continuing to expand.

The main reactor was hit, and millions of tons of macro-fuel were generating a chain reaction in the phosphorus lattice.

A silent "sun" erupted in the middle of the Star Fortress. The remaining shield generators of the giant space station struggled in vain for a few moments, with a faint flash briefly covering their wounds. Then, those shield generators, along with half of the space station, disappeared into the cold space. The remaining structure of the Star Fortress continued to be torn into countless pieces of all sizes in the impact, flying across the entire battlefield.

Some of the ejected fragments fell into the capture range of the brown dwarf star. The molten metal debris spun in space, falling along with the screaming priests trapped in the safe pods, seemingly slowly plunging into the dark red hotspots on the surface of the sub-star. More fragments were captured by the unified fleet's "sweeping ships" and shattered into smaller pieces in the ensuing barrage of fire.

Large armed star fortresses are equipped with "disaster modules" that can eject several command-capable "sub-units" in the event of the main space station disintegration, in order to maintain the command chain on the battlefield.

Therefore, experienced commanders will at least perform one or two rounds of "finishing blows" on the seemingly powerless wreckage after destroying a star fortress.

A dark star cruiser drifted precariously in space, the flash of the explosion illuminating its dark red bow. Its stern was engulfed in flames and thick smoke, which gradually spread into a persistent cloud of smoke in space. The crisscrossing high-energy beams and missiles sweeping across the battlefield formed a giant net of death, enveloping the seemingly powerless ship. Every now and then, large and small pieces of debris would fly past it, carrying destruction and death with them.

"Turn off the lights! Turn off the lights!" the ship's commander shouted impatiently on the bridge. "Maintain the current course, minimum engine output, and 'dive' towards the hotspot on the brown dwarf's surface—all communications will be silent, no one will notice us!"

Enveloped in smoke and fire, the spaceship resembled a wrecked mass, slowly approaching the brown dwarf at the edge of the battlefield. The faint engine fire was obscured by the flames spreading across the warship itself, making it look almost identical to the surrounding wreckage that had already been captured by the brown dwarf's gravity.

However, a warning from spiritual intuition suddenly gripped my heart.

The Hermit Commander felt his blood freeze instantly. Amidst the intense pain in his heart, he instinctively looked up at the observation window. In the fire and smoke surrounding the spaceship, a figure had appeared—a slender, pale girl standing atop a close-in weapon system near the bow of the ship, wearing a thin white dress, the ends of her long, black hair gradually tinged with crimson.

Hong kept her eyes tightly closed, a smile spreading across her face.

"There's someone on this ship whose heart is beating."

The girl's voice was so close it was like a whisper, reaching everyone's ears directly. The spaceship commander even felt the icy breath on his neck—he took two steps back in alarm, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a part of the captain's seat suddenly become as clear as a mirror, and the pale girl's figure was reflected in that mirror.

He never managed to turn around—a hand pierced his back and crushed his heart.

The commander's body slumped heavily onto the captain's seat. Red flicked her fingers, the blood on her fingertips quickly evaporating into the air. Then she turned her head, a smile on her face, and strode toward the other Hermit cult members in the control hall.

In horror, the cultists launched a counterattack—psychic power, spells, bullets, everything they could muster was unleashed on Red.

However, the slender, black-haired girl strolled through all the attacks as if she were walking in a garden—her figure seemed to be reflected in a large number of mirrors at different angles. Every step she took was just an illusion presented by a certain mirror. The enemy's attacks were reflected or even reversed in the mirror space around her, and ultimately all landed in the wrong direction.

Hong moved unhurriedly from one cult member to another, reaping lives with precision and ruthlessness. The smile on her face never faded, while her lips moved slightly as she muttered to herself—

"Control yourself, don't drink it, it doesn't taste good, don't drink it randomly..."

"It's either high blood pressure, high blood sugar, or high cholesterol, and they might even have infectious diseases... It's all poor-quality blood, so control it and don't touch it..."

"Restrain yourself, restrain yourself, or the old man will laugh at you..."

"...Will it taste sweeter if you have high blood sugar?"
"Those with high cholesterol might have a richer, more robust constitution..."

Warm blood seeped into his fingertips. Hong tossed another cultist aside and looked down at his fingers.

Her eyelids twitched a few times, as if she wanted to open them.

But she quickly shook her hand, letting the crimson stain evaporate into the air.

"It's been so long since I've done this; my self-control has almost dropped."

She muttered to herself.

"Monster! Monster!" "This thing isn't human!" "Run! Run!!"

Terrified screams came from all around. The fear of death finally overwhelmed the "piety" of the hermits. The surviving priests and followers scrambled to escape the place, and their noise made Red frown.

"Noisy."

She raised her hand, and layers of mirrors appeared out of thin air, beginning to seal off the entire bridge.

But the next second she suddenly stopped, then abruptly turned to the side, her figure instantly "jumping" to the side through several mirrors that appeared in the air.

Almost simultaneously, a scorching beam of light sliced ​​through the roof of the bridge, blasting a large hole in the spot where Red had been standing.

A hazy figure surrounded by holy light and with wings on its back appeared in the light.

(End of this chapter)