Everyone's playing Red Giant? I, Black Hole, devour everything!

Like an invisible cosmic mountain range, it crushes down from the highest point of the starry sky.

Those neutron stars that are at the forefront are locked in place the moment they come into contact with the gravitational field.

Their celestial bodies seem to be frozen in this spacetime.

No matter how much you try to activate the gravitational field, adjust the frequency, or struggle desperately, it's all in vain.

Then, the tidal forces kicked in.

It was a feeling more despairing than death itself.

The outer layers of a neutron star are gently peeled away by an unseen force, like someone peeling an apple with an invisible knife.

One layer after another, one circle after another.

The outer gas is pulled into thin streams of matter, spinning as it falls into the accretion disk of the quasar; the high-density material in the core is pulled apart from the inside by tidal forces, and then blooms outward like a flower.

Ten.

Fifty.

Two hundred.

One thousand.

No one can count exactly how many neutron stars were torn apart in that instant.

Because there's simply no time to count.

Their disappearance in the accretion disk of a quasar is like raindrops falling into the ocean, without even a ripple.

"My God—what the hell is this?! This isn't war! He alone could destroy an entire star sector!"

"Did you feel it?! That gravitational field covers an area larger than a small galaxy! How is this possible?! How could such a celestial body exist in the world?!"

On public channels across the universe, countless people simultaneously posted comments bordering on despair.

But this is not the most despairing thing for Japan.

What's most disheartening is that the quasars didn't use any abilities at all.

It simply flies forward, using its gravitational field to drag everything along its path into the accretion disk.

Then those substances disappeared, disappeared forever.

This way of dying was so quiet, so quiet it was chilling.

Red giants, blue giants, neutron stars—they are all the same in the face of quasars.

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One comes, I swallow it; ten thousand comes, I swallow it.

The only difference is that neutron stars can make the light in the accretion disk slightly brighter, while red giants don't even have the ability to make the light brighter.

"Is this a quasar?!"

"One person attacking hundreds of thousands of stars, is that even human?"

"This is even more terrifying than a superweapon!"

"Japan is finished, completely finished."

"Is the Great Xia Kingdom about to bestow divine titles upon its rulers...?"

"I suddenly realize that it's right for our country, the beacon of light, to maintain good relations with the Great Xia Kingdom."

"Exactly, otherwise, what will we use to stop this quasar if it flies right up to our star sector's doorstep?"

"It's completely unstoppable! Not even a single hair!"

On the public channels within the Great Xia Kingdom, the atmosphere was quite the opposite.

"Daddy Lin is awesome!!!!"

"I'll just ask you one question: who in this world can stop Father Lin?!"

"Unstoppable!! Even the Heavenly King himself couldn't stop it!!"

"This is the first time I've ever had such a satisfying war! I barely had to lift a finger in the second half; I just pushed straight through, and before I knew it, Japan was gone!"

"I finally remembered everything I learned in history class today! Lin's dad is awesome!"

"Those martyrs who sacrificed their lives in the War of Resistance, did you see them?! The Great Xia Kingdom will never again be bullied!"

"I cried...I really cried. I didn't cry, my eyes just felt a little sore..."

And this scene can be seen throughout the entire universe.

Because the Great Xia Kingdom applied to the will of the universe for a special permission—to broadcast footage of this war to the entire universe.

All observers, regardless of nationality, star sector, or rank, can watch every moment of this war in real time through the public channel of the cosmic will.

The purpose of doing this is actually quite clear.

To deter other countries!

At the same time, this serves as a reminder to the United States to conduct transactions honestly and not to try any tricks.

The president of the United States is currently on his way back to port, and the light screen on his special ship is receiving this live broadcast.

He watched as the quasar swept across hundreds of thousands of stars like autumn leaves in the wind, and remained silent for a very long time.

"Mr. President," the adjutant said in a low voice, "the Great Xia Kingdom is flexing its muscles."

"I know," the president's voice was hoarse to the extreme, "I know they're showing us... but damn it, even if it's an open secret, I can only watch."

"Because we have nothing to stop it, nothing at all."

The adjutant paused for a moment, then asked softly, "What about the New Manhattan Project?"

"Keep pushing forward." The president took a deep breath, his voice tinged with an indescribable weariness. "No matter how difficult the black hole route is, no matter how much time and star coins it takes—we must have our own black hole."

"No matter the cost, we must never place all our hopes on the Great Xia Kingdom."

……

The massacre on the battlefield of the First Star Sector finally came to an end after about an hour.

Fifty thousand neutron stars, three hundred thousand red giants and blue giants—the last remaining assets of the Sakura Kingdom were swallowed up by the Primordial Quasars, nearly 80% of which were consumed bit by bit.

The remaining celestial bodies scattered and fled, with no room for any organization, tactics, or resistance.

The observers in the land of cherry blossoms began to discard all constraints that allowed them to run faster.

Some people shut down their communication channels, some desperately accelerated their celestial bodies to the brink of going out of control, and some didn't even bother to adjust the direction of their gravitational fields.

As long as we can get as far away from that quasar as possible, and then even further away.

"Run! Run faster!"

"Don't look back! Looking back will mean death!"

"I don't want to fight anymore—I don't want to fight anymore—let me go home—"

The public channels were filled with cries of agony.

But where can we run to?

The gravitational field of a quasar covers such a vast area that it almost encompasses the outer perimeter of the entire first star sector.

For ordinary stars with masses only a few hundred times that of the Sun, even with a billion-year acceleration card, it would be impossible to escape this death zone in a short time.

They could only watch helplessly as the dark accretion disk drew ever closer and closer to them.

"Help—help me—someone please help me—"

No one came to save him.

Because no one can save him.

The gravitational field of the quasar has locked all the celestial bodies in Japan within a radius of several light-years.

Those remaining soldiers who were still desperately trying to escape were like insects caught in a spider web; the more they struggled, the faster they died.

Just as Lin Tian was about to devour all the remaining enemies in one go—

Deep within the first star sector of the Sakura Kingdom, an extremely dazzling light suddenly erupted.

Then came dozens of others.

Dozens of beams of light simultaneously shone from the core area of ​​the first star sector.

It looked as if someone had lit dozens of flares in this dark universe.

Each ray of light was extremely dazzling, even surpassing the brightness of many red giant stars.

"What is that?" Even the usually composed Fang Yan couldn't help but ask.

The voice that answered him was Lin Tian's: "It's finally here, Project Amaterasu—Superneutron Star."