Poverty makes me capable of anything.

He even looks a bit like an adjutant.

Otherwise, outsiders would think An Ran is the boss and she's just a gofer.

joke!

She is Hedda.

After seven days of continuous sailing, the fleet finally arrived near the Eagle Eye sector.

After conquering an uninhabited planet, the fleet settled there.

Building the Stargate, infiltrating the enemy's backbone network—everything is proceeding smoothly.

During this time, An Ran also made sure to keep an eye on the situation on the main battlefield.

With the arrival of a new major version update approaching, this is the time when competition among major guilds is at its fiercest.

The main battlefield involved tens of millions of warships, making it the largest battle since the game's launch.

Players can easily rub against it and feel very comfortable.

Considering that the scale of the war in the Eagle Eye sector would not be too large and that players would have little chance of gaining more benefits, Anran safely placed all the players from the Mechanicus faction into the main fleet of the Exiled Empire.

With the help of the War Court, they wouldn't suffer any losses.

Nathaniel should still give her this much face.

"It looks like a fight could break out over there at any moment."

However, An Ran was not envious.

She just wants to stay put for now.

He survived until she repaired the [Dimensional Binding] and successfully unlocked the [Secret of Dimensions] direction.

With these two items by her side, her strength will experience a leap forward.

As he was pondering this, Heda walked over from afar.

"How's the star map coming along?"

An hour ago, Anran informed her that she could apply to the command for follow-up troops.

"That's about it. Also, here's some intelligence about the Pantheon, a native power in the Eagle Eye Sector."

Anran sent a report to Heda.

The Pantheon is a powerful civilization that dominates two star systems.

It is called this because the Pantheon is a polytheistic civilization that worships all things, including mountains, rivers, valleys, and even every star in the sky.

The power of the Pantheon is a branch of magical power known as "Divine Descent Magic".

"Only two Star Domain Rulers?" Heda then shook his head. "Although the Pantheon only has two Star Domain Rulers, we cannot guarantee that the New World Star Domain has not sent reinforcements."

She decided to test the enemy's strength once the follow-up fleet arrived.

But just as Heda hesitated, an alarm suddenly went off in Anran's room.

"It's an alarm from the space cruise beacon."

Anran immediately switched to the monitoring footage of the patrol lighthouse.

What appeared on the screen was a massive fleet.

"More than 200 million spaceships!"

Heda's pupils constricted slightly.

Judging from the shape of the spaceship, this is undoubtedly a fleet from the New World Starfield.

She hadn't expected that the people guarding the Eagle Eye Sector would have such a fiery temper, launching an attack before they could even establish a foothold.

"This is interesting."

Heda gave a cold laugh.

As luck would have it, the Exiled Empire's follow-up fleet was already on its way.

the other side.

Sidney, who had just arrived in the Hawkeye sector a day earlier, immediately forwarded the intelligence he had detected to Keynes.

Keynes narrowed his eyes: "The Pantheon made the first move? Perfect, we can test An Ran and the others' strength."

Chapter 83 Let's solve the problem of the people who create it.

The Pantheon fleet was coming with the intention of a surprise attack, so they did not plan to give any notice to the Exiled Empire's garrison.

Before they even entered the range of the close-range naval guns, the Pantheon's chief commander Patrick gave the order to attack.

"Our objective is to destroy the Stargate built by the Exiled Empire. Even if our whereabouts are exposed in advance, we don't need to worry. As long as we prevent the arrival of reinforcements, even if this entire fleet is wiped out here, the Legion Commander will compensate us for our losses."

A middle-aged man with an honest-looking face sneered, "Chief, you overestimate the Exiled Empire. We have more than four times the number of their warships, and we were the ones who launched the surprise attack. We have no chance of losing!"

Patrick shook his head: "We must not be careless."

He would not underestimate the strength of the Exiled Empire; otherwise, the legion commander of the New World Starfield would not have abandoned the Veil Orb.

To advance by retreating, one must first be able to get back in.

"Let's start preparing. We must destroy that star gate as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Patrick stood in the corridor of the bridge.

His gaze passed through the now-transparent wall, revealing a desolate starry sky.

There are countless starry skies like this in the Eagle Eye sector.

But as war breaks out, this starry sky will inevitably become different.

Patrick gave it a good name—

Cape of Triumph.

He hoped that the Pantheon would emerge victorious in this war.

They cannot afford to lose.

If defeated, the territory will inevitably be exiled and divided by the empire.

But not an inch of the Pantheon's territory is superfluous.

They need to seize more benefits, rather than become vassals at the beck and call of an exiled empire.

"The heat freezing launcher is ready, launching countdown..."

"The matter decomposition beam is ready. Entering the jump countdown..."

A series of urgent AI prompts jolted Patrick awake from his contemplation of the future of the Pantheon.

The flickering light on the wall illuminated his eyes.

He reached out and zoomed in on the monitor's feed in front of him.

The most eye-catching part is undoubtedly the image of the Star Gate. At this time, the territory of the Exiled Empire is still peaceful.

Near that inverted triangular star gate, countless small unmanned carrier-based aircraft were hovering.

There was absolutely no sense of urgency, like a storm brewing.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Patrick realized this.

The opponent was completely unprepared, and a single attack would be enough to paralyze the Star Gate.

With such a huge advantage in the number of ships, it would be difficult for them to lose.

"Ten, nine...one..."

When the word "launch" came out of the AI's mouth, Patrick felt as if a century had passed.

He exclaimed with delight, "It's done!"

In the dark starry sky, thousands of dazzling, cold blue lights suddenly burst forth.

The space was shaking.

The freezing cold air that burst out of the launcher entered through the tear in space.

The next second, it will emerge from near the Stargate of the Exiled Empire and crash into the gate with unparalleled force!

but……

A second passed by quietly.

The monitor showed no change; it remained a peaceful and enviable scene.

Patrick's smile froze.

What about the cold wave?

Where did that cold current, which could even affect the physical functions of a star field ruler, go?

Five seconds passed, and nothing changed.

"What exactly happened?" Patrick asked the technicians in the control room anxiously.

You guys probably set the destination coordinates wrong, right?

If it were set to the coordinates of one's own military fortress...

Patrick thought he was probably going to go crazy.

The technician, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, said tremblingly, "Chief, because we couldn't find an exit, the cold current detonated in hyperspace."

"Can't find the exit?"

Patrick was taken aback.

"They possess space-blocking technology that we cannot crack. Moreover, they completed the space blockade the instant we launched."