The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

Enable the display to locate Commander Allen Filitt's position.

"Valerrean, I've found them! They're near the parking area!"

"The intruders are definitely preparing to board the spaceship."

"Okay, what's the shortest route to get there?"

Looking at the route on the new screen, Laureline quickly said, "North by northeast, 113 degrees."

Weller-Rayne looked at the degrees indicated on the monitor and turned around, only to find that 113 degrees was a metal wall.

"no?"

"This is making me want to bang my head against a wall."

"You just asked about the shortest route."

Wellerian was speechless. After hesitating for a second, he activated his closed helmet, charged up, and began to crash head-on into the metal wall!

And so, with the help of a mechanical exoskeleton made of special materials, the protagonist rampaged through the space station, destroying most of the alien races' homes before quickly reaching the docking area.

Chapter 211 Suli

The heavy metal wall shattered under the impact of the high-strength exoskeleton, and alloy fragments flew everywhere along with tiny sparks from the circuitry.

After several twists and turns along the way, Wellerryn, with the assistance of the central command, boarded a light interceptor and pursued the unmarked triangular prism-shaped spaceship ahead.

“I don’t know where they came from, but I know I’m going to send you to heaven.”

As he spoke, Wellerrean activated the weapon system inside the interceptor, aimed the joystick at the tail of the spaceship ahead, and fired several high-energy lasers.

However, the attack was instantly neutralized by some unknown shield, and the enemy ship continued to fly as before.

“Vellrian, we’ve analyzed its defense system.”

"Its shield is too sophisticated; you can't break it," Lorilyn's calm reminder came through the communicator into the cabin.

Valerian's eyes sharpened, and his fingers deftly switched weapon configurations. "Then I'll try even more intense firepower."

"laugh--!"

Two tracking missiles mounted on the fuselage were released, their tails spewing out scorching white jets of propulsion, leaving two straight streaks of light as they sped along their locked trajectory, hurtling straight into the enemy ship.

The missile's speed far exceeded that of the laser beam, closing the distance by more than half in an instant, and it was about to accurately hit the target.

Just as the two missiles were about to hit the enemy, the complete triangular prism-shaped spaceship in front suddenly disintegrated and instantly transformed into hundreds of miniature triangular prism-shaped flying ships of uniform size and shape.

"Shit!!"

Valerian's gaze swept across the scattered airships, each one almost identical in appearance, making it impossible to tell which one carried Aaron Filip.

A dense array of prismatic spacecraft crisscrossed the space station, maneuvering nimbly among its numerous modules, pipes, and floating mechanical debris, completely disrupting the field of vision.

He frowned and shouted into the communicator, "Loreline, which ship is the commander on?"

From their vantage point of view, the control room had already completed the signal identification process.

Lori Lin stared intently at the flickering lights on the screen, quickly relaying the instruction: "Slightly below nine o'clock, hurry up and catch up."

Wellerian immediately pushed the joystick to change course, and the airborne radar focused on the designated location, locking onto one of the miniature prism-shaped airships.

"This is the one, don't lose it."

Once confirmed, the interceptor aircraft suddenly accelerated and relentlessly pursued its target.

After hundreds of years of development and expansion, the City of a Thousand Stars' surrounding airspace was not constructed according to structural or load-bearing principles.

The absence of gravity in space has resulted in complex and varied terrain in many places.

Giant hulls stretch out in a crisscross pattern, with energy pipes of varying thicknesses extending in all directions, and numerous discarded mechanical components floating and drifting.

Taking advantage of its size and terrain, the miniature airship constantly changed direction and weaved through the gaps in the pipes, sometimes gliding close to the metal outer wall and sometimes circling around.

Valerian's fighter jets fired several times, but all attempts failed to hit their targets.

Laser beams grazed the rhomboid hull, leaving blinding burn marks on the metal buildings, but never actually hit their target.

Even more problematic is that the light interceptor is bulky due to its size, making it particularly limited in the narrow and winding space station compartments.

Several times, the gaps where the enemy squeezed through were so small that the interceptor could barely stand upright against the metal wall to get through, and it almost crashed into the obstacle, making it impossible to follow up and cut in.

The massive fuselage was hampered by the complex structure, and Wellerryn would have made a huge mistake if he hadn't had top-notch technology and experience.

"Damn it, this Raider is too big. I need to get a single-person spaceship."

He cursed under his breath, decisively deactivated the interceptor, and then left his seat to run to the hangar.

There are several single-person shuttle ships here that move like missiles.

They are long, thin, and lightweight, with impeccable acceleration, turning, and squeezing performance. They are designed specifically for complex terrain and for pursuing and intercepting smuggling ships.

Weller-Ryan sat down, locked the door, and started the engine—the whole sequence of actions was completed in one smooth motion.

A thin stream of blue flame shot out from the stern of the single-person shuttle, and like a missile, the interceptor was quickly ejected and swiftly disappeared into the narrow giant energy pipe in front.

The alloy structure on both sides of the pipe wall was squeezed layer by layer, making the space extremely cramped. The interceptor from before would have been unable to move an inch.

However, the small shuttle was more than capable of maneuvering, speeding along the pipes at top speed, quickly closing in on the fleeing miniature prism-shaped spaceship ahead.

With the shuttle operating at full power, its speed repeatedly broke records.

However, the spaceships ahead were in no way inferior in performance.

No matter how fast Valerian accelerated or how many shortcuts he took, his opponent remained firmly positioned not far ahead.

"Valorion, watch out!"

"You're approaching the forbidden zone, a death zone!" Laureline's voice was grave and urgent. "You have to find a way to catch up with them before they completely disappear!"

"I'm doing my best." Valerian stared intently at the flashing blue light of the ship ahead, his wrist pressed tightly against the accelerator lever.

Even with the shuttle's performance maximized, he was always just a hair's breadth behind; in this chase, the distance could never be closed.

"Valorion, you'd better hurry up!"

"In one minute, the space station will completely lose all your signals!" Lorilyn's urging grew increasingly urgent.

"I see!"

Upon hearing this, Weller-Rain took a deep breath and, relying on his top-notch flying skills, frantically maneuvered, sidestepping, making sharp turns, diving, and weaving through gaps.

After repeatedly avoiding collisions with other spaceships along the way, the view suddenly opened up the moment the flight path entered a straight, ultra-long pipeline.

A straight conduit path provides an excellent firing window!

"Eat my missile!"

With a flick of his finger, Wellerryn sent a slender, pull-anchor projectile flying from the front of the shuttle.

This missile does not have a lethal warhead, but rather a stopping rope composed of high-strength alloy barbs at the tip and an ultra-tough traction cable.

"call out--!"

The missile shot out and landed squarely on the stern of the prism-shaped airship without any obstruction!

With the traction rope tightening, Wellerrean felt a sense of relief; the forceful drag had finally slowed the other party down.

As long as he controls the shuttle to reverse, the opponent will have nowhere to escape.

Unfortunately, the idea was wonderful, but reality took an unexpected turn!

The next second, three small jets emerged from the delta flanks of the locked-on airship.

As their blue light surged, the spaceship instantly unleashed unprecedented propulsion, transforming into a streak of blue light and shooting out.

Damn, there's even a second acceleration!

Why doesn't the Alliance's research department make a shuttle too?

Valerian ranted and rave, but still couldn't stop the violent thrust that was pulling his spaceship forward.

This time, their attempt to steal a chicken backfired and they lost more than they gained.

The sudden pulling force caused Valerian's entire spaceship to lose its balance violently, the fuselage tilted forward and trembled violently, and the control interface instantly turned large areas red.

Damn it!

Weller-Ryan frantically gripped the joystick with both hands, trying to correct the aircraft's attitude.

But the enemy ship ahead was speeding ahead, its anchor ropes yanking wildly, dragging his spaceship through the intricate complex of metal buildings.

The shuttle swayed precariously, sometimes brushing past the thick bulkheads, sometimes nearly colliding with floating debris, struggling on the edge of complete loss of control every second.

Valerian was completely led by the nose by the enemy, losing all initiative in the flight path and forced to passively follow the enemy into deeper territory.

【warn! 】

[Entered the high-risk contamination zone of the Alpha Exclusion Zone!]

[Power module unresponsive...]

The vehicles inside the Alpha Space Station are extremely dependent on signal base stations.

The shuttle lost signal the moment it entered the core contaminated zone.

Without AI-assisted operation, Wellerryn felt the spaceship becoming increasingly sluggish to control; the joystick gradually lost feedback, the engine power became intermittent, the fuselage violently shook and trembled, and his vision kept spinning.

No matter how much it stretched and adjusted its posture, the spaceship, under the multiple impacts of extreme stretching, still managed to glide diagonally across a patch of broken rock ruins.

A tremendous tremor!

Valerian's head hit the ground, and he immediately fell into a coma.

"Ok?"

"Did you hear anything just now?" Lu Qianwei looked behind him as if he had sensed something.

The only thing that appeared was a cluster of tiny, neon-lit creatures and a deep abyss.

Just as he was deep in thought, Mann suddenly pointed to a dark area of ​​space above: "Boss, look above, there's a spaceship."

Lu Qianwei looked up at the sound and saw a well-designed triangular prism-shaped spaceship slowly passing by.

Good heavens, isn't that the Pearl People's spaceship?

He was just worrying about how to find their hiding place, and now this was like a pillow being handed to him when he was sleepy.