Poverty makes me capable of anything.

As long as our home planet exists, there is hope.

Tens of thousands of spaceships docked at the airport soared into the distant stars.

Derrick waited quietly for news from all sides.

[First Fleet arrives at its destination]

The second tier is ready.

The enemy has crossed the first line of reconnaissance.

[We have received contact from the Believers' fleet; they are five hours away from the battlefield.]

[The space scanner has been deployed and has successfully locked onto the enemy's lead ship.]

One message after another entered my ears.

Derrick finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the fleet of the Believers had appeared in the field of vision of his own probes.

This trap should work, right?

What he was unaware of was that a spatial confinement device had been safely placed somewhere in the starry sky outside the territory of the Feathered Civilization.

Within the area covered by the confinement device, millions of players are stationed, ready to pounce.

An Ran's gaze remained fixed on the flashing dot on the map.

Chapter 33 The spear of the faithless, sharp and swift

The flashing dots on the map are actually not just one, but in a map of this precision, they naturally converge together.

After two days of observation, Anran discovered that the information processing module had ultimately remained unchanged.

She circled a sphere with a radius of 100,000 light-years around that point of light. Even if it wasn't the core of the Feathered Civilization, it must have been a very important research institution.

It is not wrong to list this as a key target.

However, how to successfully cross this distance of over ten million light-years is the problem Enron needs to consider.

Direct jumps are not possible; at the destination, the Mechanicus does not have a spatial anchor point.

Because of the great distance, if they were to rush forward recklessly, even the slightest mistake could lead to the annihilation of the entire fleet.

Just like the Mongolian navy suffered heavy damage under the ravages of the kamikaze winds.

While players' lives are worthless, the fleet and the weapons on it are valuable.

An Ran's money didn't appear out of thin air; it was money she painstakingly extracted.

Some of them come from players.

Considering this, players certainly cannot accept the fleet being destroyed in such a frustrating way.

So……

"Only when the war reaches a stalemate can we scatter the fleet and launch a rapid attack spanning millions of light-years. A few more lucky players might be able to locate us successfully."

When it comes to luck, An Ran immediately thinks of Zhou Jieyu.

Young lady, you carry half of my hopes, so don't let me down at this crucial moment!

Anran quietly watched the large screen in front of her.

Those were the surveillance devices she had pre-installed on the front lines of the battlefield.

The entire scene was pitch black.

The dozen or so data charts next to the screen were as tranquil as a summer night in the countryside.

At one moment, a ripple suddenly appeared on the screen in front of An Ran.

The spatial fluctuation curve on the right shows a step-like upward trend.

The temperature curve followed closely, jumping several energy levels in an instant.

"here we go."

Anran murmured.

Players in the other spaceships also became tense.

This means that tens of thousands of warships on the front line have begun a large-scale leap.

The destination of the jump was a giant fortress that the intelligence team had been targeting in the past few days.

"Thorn-"

Countless black and white dots suddenly flashed across the large screen.

This situation lasted for nearly a minute before the piercing noise finally subsided, and a normal image appeared on the large screen.

It was a dimly lit starry sky.

Without the AI ​​system highlighting it, players would hardly notice that the small gray blob hidden in the lower right corner of the screen is the giant fortress of the Feathered Civilization.

Target locked!

[Target Category: Type C War Fortress]

[Energy level detection in progress...]

The cold, synthesized sound came from the distant starry sky.

According to the pre-set tactics.

After the target is fully locked, the vanguard will launch the first round of main ship gun fire.

Those are hundreds of thousands of main battleship cannons capable of tearing planets apart.

After one round of firing, the war fortresses of the Feathered Civilization would have no chance of survival.

However, tactics are ultimately just tactics.

During the first inspection, the combined fleet in front detected the anomaly.

“The energy level is off.” Ochano frowned. “It seems the other side has already made preparations.”

“But we anticipated this situation, didn’t we?” Cherny smiled slightly.

……

Amidst the starry sky, more than a dozen dazzling light shields lit up.

In the combat command center behind the war fortress, an officer from the Feathered Civilization, shouldering a crucial mission, was loudly giving orders.

"Activate the defense system immediately!"

"Tell those guys in the reserve fleet to bring their guts!"

"The hyperspace portal is entering its self-destruct countdown! Remember, it's a one-hour countdown!"

The entire operations command center was in complete chaos.

The officer wearing a baseball cap looked grave. His adjutant, gripping the metal bar in front of him, said in a hoarse voice, "There are too many enemy ships. We may not be able to hold out for long."

The officer shook his head: "We have to hold on, even if we can't. This is a war for the survival of our race. If we can't hold on, then our people will be enslaved and slaughtered by them."

The adjutant sighed slightly: "This is not a situation that can be reversed by willpower alone."

"Willpower can't, but this thing can!"

The officer took a box out of his pocket.

Amidst the curious gazes of the crowd, he opened the box.

What lay inside the box was clearly a grass-green, translucent crystal.

"Seeds of life".

The adjutant's voice was quickly drowned out by the grass-green light emanating from the translucent crystal.

He could no longer see anyone around him, and even his own hands disappeared from his sight.

In this situation, no one would care what he just said.

The adjutant's eyes were filled with a vision.

In the illusion, he saw a highly advanced civilization.

The life forms in that civilization dominated the entire world; they domesticated countless species, attempting to find the true origin of life through species evolution.

But just as they were about to see through this pattern, they were struck by something unseen.

The absolute impact from the higher-dimensional world caused the entire civilization to involuntarily collapse, ultimately turning into an invisible singularity and becoming dust in an ocean.

This dust is the god worshipped by the Feathered Civilization.

The abandoned god.

This is so similar to the once thriving Yuhua civilization.

The divine guidance granted the Feathered Civilization infinite possibilities.

However, falling behind in the competition of civilizations, even with divine guidance, makes it incredibly difficult for the Yuhua civilization to stand out again.

"But to achieve this goal, it would be worth sacrificing my life!"

The adjutant opened his eyes.

The commander was nowhere to be seen in the operations command center.

The adjutant knew that it was because the commander shared the same awareness.

He turned his head and saw the "front end" of the war fortress glowing with a green light that made one want to kneel down and worship.

The sudden appearance of the light screen startled both sides for a moment.

They saw countless green leaves rising from the bottom of the light curtain.

It was as if a god had descended.

The green leaves eventually came together and became a huge monster made of green leaves.

The monster clinging to the top of the war fortress let out a roar that shook the heavens.

The next moment, it raised its head high, like a proud rooster.