Alien invasion? Luckily, I'm Superman.

"How did you find it? You discovered it through exploration, of course." Commander Zhao sneered, his gaze falling on the ashen face on the screen.

"Your wanton annihilation of various weak interstellar civilizations has already exposed your true intentions; those who act justly will find many supporters, while those who act unjustly will find few."

The alien commander's pupils contracted sharply, his voice filled with undisguised shock. He detected the state of the human fleet: "Impossible! Only ten years have passed, how could you have developed to this extent!"

"Heh, why bother explaining so much to a dead man?" Su Mo walked over and stood beside Commander Zhao, his tone full of contempt. "Commander Zhao, make your move."

Commander Zhao did not hesitate, raised his hand to cut off the communication, and then decisively ordered: "Continue to advance."

The warship's engines reignited, leaving long streaks of blue and white flames in space.

The fleet accelerated toward the alien civilization's colony and home planet. Outside the porthole, starlight was stretched into thin threads as it moved at high speed.

"Commander Zhao, we've located a colony of the 'Big Scum' civilization." The deputy stepped forward, projecting a holographic star map onto the main screen. A pale red dot flickered at the edge of the galaxy. "Please give instructions." (Big Scum is the name given to the humans of the opposing civilization.)

Commander Zhao looked at the point of light, his lips parted in a smile, and then he said in a cruel and cold tone, "Good, slaughter them all."

He stared at the point of light, silently vowing that blood debts must be repaid in blood, and that he would show no mercy.

After the fleet completed repairs to the star base, it flew toward the colony detected by the advance fleet.

An ancient trans-dimensional route appeared at the bow of the ship, and the fleet filed in, with space stretched into countless parallel bands of light outside the portholes.

As soon as the fleet appeared in the target star system, it was discovered by the approaching space fortress, Sky Tower.

It was a massive defensive structure, hundreds of times larger than the largest human battleship, its hull covered with countless turrets and missile silos.

It hovers at the entrance to the galaxy's main channel, like a giant guardian beast crouching at the crossroads.

Skyhold is a super space fortress, primarily for galactic defense and navigation control. It is equipped with a wide array of weapons and protective measures, and a single Skyhold is sufficient to withstand an entire interstellar fleet, providing protection for the Empire.

Alarms blared simultaneously on every warship in the human fleet.

The Sky Tower's attack poured down relentlessly, energy barrages raining down on the arriving human fleet.

Purple plasma beams, blue particle cannons, and space torpedoes trailing white contrails intertwine to form a web of death.

"Full fleet counterattack!" Commander Zhao's order rang out in the communication channel.

The human side's warships opened fire at full speed.

Quantum light spears, plasma cannons, and point defense laser cannons—all the weapons lit up simultaneously, colliding with the enemy's barrage in mid-air.

The energy shields of both sides flickered and shone under the bombardment, indicating a fierce exchange of fire with various weapons intertwined in a spectacular scene.

Su Mo stood in front of the porthole on the bridge, looking at the empty space outside illuminated by the gunfire, his brows furrowed slightly.

The battle was at a stalemate, entering a tense phase, with both sides having roughly equal firepower and neither able to overwhelm the other in a short period of time.

He decided to intervene. He came here for revenge, not to watch the show.

The reason he brought the human fleet was to provide future humans with experience in space warfare, allowing them to learn on a real battlefield. However, if the best opportunity to eliminate the enemy was missed, then this operation would be meaningless.

Su Mo turned and walked towards the small hatch at the stern of the ship.

"Open the hatch," he said to the sergeant beside him. The sergeant hesitated for a moment, then quickly entered the command on the control panel.

The heavy alloy hatch slid open slowly, and the suction of the vacuum rushed out, but Su Mo's figure remained motionless.

Then he flew away.

Su Mo hovered in the center of the battlefield, where the light and shadows flickered, surrounded by intertwined artillery fire and flashes of explosions.

A beam of energy swept past him, stray bullets exploded in the distance, he took a deep breath, raised his fists above his head, and then charged toward the massive Sky Tower like a shooting star.

Golden light energy and dark purple energy simultaneously shone on his body, the two distinct forces intertwining to form a halo of alternating gold and black.

His speed was so fast that he left a long trail of light behind him, his momentum was like a rainbow, like a spear thrown by a god.

Su Mo's fist made contact with the outer shell of the Sky Tower.

The powerful force exploded like a supernova, crashing down with destructive power.

The thick, solid energy shields along the way shattered like glass, the massive alloy pillars blocking the way were sheared off, and the deafening roars spread silently through the vacuum, causing the entire Sky Tower to tremble violently.

Su Mo's body was like a sharp sword, piercing through the front of Qingtian Fortress and exiting from the back.

After piercing through the Sky Tower, Su Mo did not stop.

He conjured a giant black spear in his right hand, its shaft wreathed in dark purple energy patterns, carrying a terrifying aura, and thrust it deep into the heart of Sky Tower Fortress.

Incredibly dark energy tentacles burst forth from the spear tip, spreading out like countless vines and enveloping the entire Sky Tower.

The aura of darkness began to corrode the fortress's alloy structure, the metal surface rapidly peeled off, and the weapon and energy systems were simultaneously paralyzed within seconds, turning Sky Tower into a giant piece of scrap metal floating in space.

In the human fleet, the naval officers and soldiers who saw this scene through the portholes exclaimed in surprise. Su Mo's power shocked everyone.

"Xiao Mo has become stronger again." Commander Zhao stood in the center of the bridge and said with a hint of relief in his voice, "We are so fortunate to have Su Mo here."

After destroying Sky Fortress, Su Mo flew to the front of the human fleet and hovered in the void.

He turned around, facing the flagship, raised his right hand, and made a forward-moving gesture. Commander Zhao saw it, nodded, and then ordered the fleet to advance towards the colony at the center of the star system.

On that planet's colony, the aliens were in complete chaos.

News of Skyhold's destruction spread like wildfire among the people. The streets were packed with panicked civilians, the port was teeming with people, and long queues formed in front of the hatches of every spaceship.

Some people cried out, some pushed and shoved, some knelt on the ground, the ticket window was smashed, the staff disappeared, the rich bought the entire spaceship and escaped, and the remaining people could only watch all of this in despair.

However, the human fleet's escort ships had already spread out and were blocking the entrance to the hyperspace passage.

Any spaceships attempting to escape were destroyed. Some aliens were forced to hide in small boats in the asteroid belt within the galaxy, huddled like cockroaches in the shadows of rocks.

A massive, dark fleet of human ships descended over the colony.

The warships cast shadows on the ground, like a huge black curtain obscuring the sky.

The colony's communication channels were flooded with surrender signals—voice, text, images, all in various forms, but all conveying the same message: "We surrender! We surrender!"

Commander Zhao ignored him. He stood in the center of the bridge, hands behind his back, and listened expressionlessly to the last surrender request. Then he ordered, "Bombard the colony with all your might and destroy everything."

The fleet opened fire.

The energy beams poured down from low orbit, bursting into orange-red sparks on the ground.

Fire and smoke enveloped the entire planet's atmosphere, making it look like a bleeding heart when viewed from space.

Su Mo hovered high in the sky, quietly watching all of this.

His expression was indifferent, his eyes devoid of any emotion. He recalled the past: humanity was once so powerless, helpless and powerless in the face of lasers and warships falling from the sky.

At that time, all hope was placed on him alone, and he experienced many life-and-death crises, teetering on the brink of death countless times, before finally achieving a hard-won victory.

His super-sensory abilities allowed him to clearly hear everything below: explosions, collapses, cries, calls for help, and the curses uttered by the aliens in despair.

He could still see their faces—terrified, angry, numb. It turned out they weren't noble at all; like all living beings, they were afraid and ugly when faced with death.

Su Mo listened to the screams below and a look of disgust appeared on her face.

The screams of these aliens were truly horrible, shrill, and nauseating. But their miserable state also touched Su Mo's heart, and he decided to spare them from the torment.

Su Mo took a deep breath and swooped down towards the ground with all her might.

He was so fast that he left a white-hot shockwave in the air and arrived at the colony's surface in an instant.

He did not slow down; his body sliced ​​through the ground like a red-hot dagger cutting through fat, passing through layers of soil, through layers of rock, through the crust, through the mantle, and rushing toward the deepest part of the planet's core.

The surrounding temperature was rising rapidly, and the pressure was increasing wildly, but the golden and black light membrane on Su Mo's body kept everything out.

He reached the Earth's core.

Lava-like iron-nickel material flowed slowly around him, emitting a dark red light.

Su Mo hovered in the deepest part of the core, his hands clasped together in front of his chest, and began to gather energy.

Dark purple energy from the Dark Dimension surged from his left hand, while golden energy from the Light Dimension surged from his right hand. The two forces converged, compressed, and then fused in his palm.

He carefully maintained the balance between the two forces.

A moment later, a ball of light the size of a fist appeared in his palm.

Inside the sphere, golden and dark purple patterns resemble two intertwined giant pythons, constantly colliding within the confined space.

It contains extremely high energy, enough to destroy a planet, but under Su Mo's control, it remains stable for the time being.

Su Mo gently pushed the ball of light out, letting it sink into the deepest part of the Earth's core. Then he turned around and rushed out of the planet along the path he had come from.

After Su Mo left, the sphere of light began to go out of control. The two energy attributes of light and darkness repelled each other, and without Su Mo's suppression, they began to collide wildly within the limited space.

Each collision releases enormous energy, like a violent thunderstorm.

The sphere of light suddenly expanded, like an inflating balloon, and then expanded again until finally, it exploded completely.

The powerful shockwave spread outward from the Earth's core, tearing apart the mantle and shattering the Earth's crust.

Countless cracks appeared on the planet's surface, from which red magma gushed forth, engulfing everything.

The atmosphere was blown away, and the ionized atmosphere formed a faint aurora on the planet's surface.

The earth's crust shattered into countless huge fragments, which were pushed outwards by the shock wave.

The entire planet, like a smashed watermelon, slowly disintegrated in space, revealing its scorching core.

Black and gold particles spread in all directions from the center of the explosion, like a silent firework. Only a cloud of still-glowing lava fragments remained at the location of the planet, slowly dissipating due to inertia.

The human fleet had already been warned by Su Mo and retreated to a safe distance at the edge of the star system.

Commander Zhao stood at the porthole on the bridge, watching the planet vanish before his eyes. His lips parted slightly, and he murmured to himself, "This is simply divine..."

Then he suddenly realized, a look of delighted understanding spreading across his face, his eyes lighting up: "But this god is an earthling, a good child."

He rubbed his hands together, then changed the subject, his tone becoming eager, "Xiao Mo is so grown up now, it's time he had a girlfriend. I wonder what kind of girl Xiao Mo likes, Grandpa will try to find one for him."

Su Mo had just returned to the bridge from space and stepped into the hatch when he heard these words.

He was both amused and exasperated, utterly exasperated. Sure enough, no matter what achievements one makes, in the eyes of elders, one can never escape the topic of being pressured to get married.