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Barron slumped to the ground, his face appearing deathly pale on the holographic screen.

Twelve thousand tiny points of light densely packed together, filling the star map at the edge of the entire solar system.

"Twelve thousand ships... what a load of crap! The entire main force of the Skyhorn Clan has come!"

Baron gripped his hair tightly. "Just wait to die! Even if you filled us all up, we wouldn't be enough to fill their teeth!"

If twelve thousand warships pressed in, even if all the warriors on the entire planet were to instantly reach the Stardust Realm, they wouldn't be able to withstand a single salvo from the enemy's main cannons.

Baron shrank back and looked up to meet Lin Feng's face.

"What are you wailing about?" Lin Feng looked down at him. "Is the Earth's core's primordial energy enough for you to create something?"

"It's enough...it's enough, but..."

"That's enough." Lin Feng interrupted coldly. "Twenty-four hours a day, keep the production line running like crazy! Produce as many soldiers as you can, get to work!"

Barengan swallowed hard.

Seeing Lin Feng's unwavering composure even in the face of a collapsing mountain, she gritted her teeth and agreed.

"Damn it, I'll fight to the death! I'll show these bastards what's what today!"

He scrambled toward the control panel.

"Power Matrix, Overclocking Mode, Activate!"

Inside the underground arsenal, tens of thousands of heavy robotic arms were activated simultaneously.

Lin Feng didn't stay there any longer.

He strode to the warship's communications station and silently recited his prayers.

"StarBrain, take over all global communication frequency bands and outdoor large screens."

"Command confirmed, Captain. Global coverage complete."

This moment.

All the screens on Earth had their original signals forcibly cut off, and the same image popped up.

Against the backdrop of the deep universe, twelve thousand Skyhorn warships are arrayed in the starry sky.

In the upper right corner, a scarlet countdown relentlessly ticks.

【23:59:59】

The crowds and martial artists who were just celebrating the revival of spiritual energy fell into a deathly silence.

They had barely finished their defensive battle and hadn't even caught their breath when another devastating disaster struck.

Lin Feng's deep voice, carried by the broadcast, resonated in the ears of everyone on Earth.

"This is the main fleet of the Skyhorn Clan. They will arrive in near-Earth orbit around Earth in 24 hours."

"I didn't intend to hide it from you."

In the lower right corner of the screen, Lin Feng, clad in purple-gold armor, appears, holding a gun in one hand.

"Those who have just broken through, hurry up and stabilize your qi and blood. Those who haven't broken through yet, grab your weapons."

"Prepare to receive guests in 24 hours."

Snapped.

Communication was unilaterally cut off.

There was no rousing pre-battle mobilization, only cold, impersonal notification.

Ruins of the East China Sea defense line.

The sea breeze carried the bloodstains of the mutated beasts that covered the ground.

Chen Guoliang glanced down at the completely blacked-out communicator in his hand, then turned around and looked at the remnants of his army stretching for kilometers behind him.

Having just survived a bloody battle, they were then confronted with a massive burst of spiritual energy. More than 80% of these soldiers, who had crawled out of piles of corpses, broke through to a higher realm.

"Did you all hear that?!" Chen Guoliang roared at the top of his lungs.

"I heard you!" A deafening response erupted from the beach.

Duan Hongyuan strode up to the highest point of the breakwater.

The old man had just reached the peak of the Star Dust Realm, his blood and qi were like a dragon, and his confidence was frightening.

He raised the broken Longyuan Sword high with one hand, pointing it straight at the sky.

"Killing one is a loss, killing two is a huge profit!"

Duan Hongyuan's voice boomed like a bell, shaking the waves: "No matter how many fleets they send, if they want to take Blue Star, they'll pay with their lives! Blue Star, not an inch will be given up!"

"Not an inch will be yielded!"

A deafening roar tore through the clouds.

The countdown relentlessly continues.

Barron's underground arsenal has descended into complete frenzy.

Truckloads of rare ores were dumped into the refining furnace, where the Earth's core continuously supplied primordial energy for power.

The A5 mechanical cheetahs rolled off the production line in neat rows.

The A9 Heavy War Beast module was fully unlocked. As soon as the ten-meter-tall steel behemoth was completed, it was directly sent down to defense lines around the world via a space teleportation array.

Individual exoskeletons and portable energy-powered giant cannons are being directly deployed to the Chinese army along the assembly line.

Chen Guoliang, wielding a Grade A high-frequency oscillation knife, swung it backhand.

laugh!

A superconducting alloy steel plate several meters thick was broken in two, with a smooth cut.

"Great stuff! A hundred times better than my old, broken ancestral knife!" Chen Guoliang laughed out loud.

The old coastal defenses were completely leveled.

Dozens of towering anti-gravity air defense towers rose from the ruins of the East China Sea, the northern border, and the southern frontier.

The entire planet Blue Star was transformed into a steel armor in a single day.

There are only two hours left before the Skyhorn fleet arrives.

Lin Feng left the warship's main control room alone and took the elevator straight down to the Earth's core.

The deeper you go, the lower the surrounding temperature becomes.

After the core planetary lock was shattered, the leaked primal energy completely distorted the environment here.

Lin Feng stopped at the deepest part of the hollow.

There are crystal fragments scattered here, remnants of the planetary lock after it exploded.

He bent down and picked up a piece of shard about the size of a fist.

Scalding hot.

Even the purple-gold armor couldn't withstand the scorching heat that penetrated to the bone.

With just a slight sense, one can perceive the terrifying energy contained within.

This is not the spiritual energy of Earth, but the original essence left behind by the terrifying power that placed the seal back then.

"The energy that has been locked up on Blue Star for thousands of years..." Lin Feng clenched his five fingers.

The enemy's main fleet is already looming overhead.

With only the strength of the early stage of the Star Core Realm, plus the steel army that Baron unleashed, they could at most withstand the first wave of main cannon fire.

If we want to leave all 12,000 warships here, we'll have to push upwards.

He forcefully mobilized his internal energy and blood to envelop the fragment in his hand, preparing to refine it directly.

The moment the Qi and blood come into contact.

It's sizzling!

A piercing melting sound rang out.

【Ding! 】

[Host detected attempting to devour a fragment of Star Lord-level origin!]

The system panel flashed a warning box, blocking Lin Feng's view.

[WARNING! Extremely dangerous!]

[The target energy far exceeds the host's current physical limits; forcibly absorbing it will cause the star core to collapse! The host will explode and die!]

Stop immediately!

Lin Feng paused in his movements.

The fragments in his hand trembled, and the terrifying pressure almost tore his palm apart.

If it doesn't absorb it, its strength will hardly increase significantly in a short period of time, and it will become space junk along with Earth in two hours.

Once swallowed, the physical body immediately collapses.

Lin Feng looked down at the riotous fragments in his hand.

"Danger?"

He exerted force with all five fingers.

Click!

He crushed the hard fragments with his bare hands, tilted his head back, and inhaled them all in one gulp.

"In my life, the thing I fear least is death!"

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