A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

In the vast starry sky, the silver warship streaked across the horizon like a shooting star.

Even after returning on a warship, Shi Yu still felt it was all so unreal.

Witness firsthand the spectacular sight of nebulae and galaxies streaking across the night sky.

This unique perspective deeply impressed him, highlighting the insignificance of the Zerg in the vastness of the universe.

The Purple Crystal Star is about 36.4 kilometers away from the Imperial Star, and the warship's flight time is usually between 5 and 13 days.

The cabin is equipped with air conditioning, oxygen supply, and communication equipment, and the temperature is controlled between 17-25℃, making it very comfortable.

Before long, Shi Yu could no longer hold on and went back to his bedroom to catch up on sleep.

Suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded in the cabin, and the pilot stared nervously at the screen.

Radar showed that two warships were approaching them.

Chris sat upright on the control platform, his expression serious and solemn, his eyes fixed on the screen in front of him.

He closed his eyes briefly and said in a deep voice, "Activate the defense system. Don't let a single one escape!"

At his command, the two drivers sprang into action, pressing various buttons and causing data on the screens to flash continuously.

Chris continued to issue instructions: "Check coordinates T5303, turn around at 10 o'clock sharp, and activate the side laser cannons."

"clear!"

The two drivers responded in unison.

His words revealed a calm confidence, even tinged with a hint of excitement.

Suddenly, several dazzling lights burst forth from the darkness, accompanied by a huge explosion and roar, and two black warships appeared like ghosts.

They were clearly unprepared for the attack from the warship ahead and, unable to dodge, collided heavily with each other.

Chris's expression was grave. During the last pursuit of the rebels, the equipment on the warships had not been replenished in time.

We must act swiftly and decisively, and not give the enemy insects a chance to regroup.

The rebels on the other side seemed to realize this as well, and they immediately launched heavy rockets in retaliation.

Instantly, a barrage of shells rained down, shaking the entire warship violently.

Chris gripped the armrest of the command platform, feeling the warship sway, his gaze still firmly fixed on the enemy ship ahead.

Fortunately, the pilots were well-trained and calmly maneuvered the warship, charging towards the two rebel warships.

Seeing the Cloudwing ship charging straight towards him, Ak's face instantly turned extremely gloomy.

He cursed angrily, "Damn it, are they out of their minds?"

Eugene's eyes were dark and gloomy, revealing a hint of coldness.

His voice was icy cold, as if it could freeze the surrounding air into frost.

"Don't back down, ram them!"

Upon hearing this roar, A Fang's face turned extremely ferocious.

He cried out in terror, "Are you crazy? That's the Winter family's Cloudwing, the destroyer of warships!"

If we crashed into it, we'd be smashed to pieces. I don't want to lose my life like that.

He frowned and, without hesitation, gave the driver the order to retreat.

"Quickly, quickly..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his heart.

Looking down, he saw a fist-sized hole ripped into his chest, from which blood was gushing out.

He struggled to lift his head, slowly turned it around, pointed at Eugene, and seemed to want to say something.

His throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

Eugene didn't even glance at him, but instead reprimanded him sternly with a blank expression.

"I hate cowards the most. Anyone who dares to retreat, I will kill them."

The driver was terrified, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and he frantically began to operate the controls.

With a loud "bang," sparks flew from the control panel.

At the same time, the entire warship was as if it had been pushed by a giant hand, and flew backward at the speed of a startled insect.

The two drivers exchanged a glance, their faces filled with despair and fear.

Without the slightest hesitation, they rushed towards the life pod with all their might, for it was their only way to survive.

The displays that should have been working normally suddenly went black, plunging the entire cockpit into darkness.

Eugene's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his heart pounded as if it were about to leap out of his throat.

"Don't run away, come back here..."

He roared furiously, his voice echoing in the darkness, filled with endless despair and rage.

But the two pilots had no time to think about that; they only had one thought in their minds: to escape the cockpit as quickly as possible.

Explosions continued to ring in his ears, and Eugene's body was thrown about by the powerful shockwaves.

He struggled to steady himself and stumbled after the two drivers.

Just as he was about to escape from the cockpit, the hatch slammed shut, ruthlessly keeping him outside.

Looking at the tightly closed hatch, Eugene's eyes widened in disbelief, unable to accept this fact.

His anger reached its peak, "Bastards! How dare you?!"

A roar erupted in the confined space.

He unleashed his mental power and slammed it against the sturdy hatch.

No matter how hard they tried, the hatch remained firmly in place.

"You bastards, I'm going to kill you all!"

Eugene felt utterly desperate as raging flames swept over him.

In an instant, his body was engulfed by flames, and his piercing screams were drowned out by the sea of ​​fire...