Poverty makes me capable of anything.

This divine messenger mecha is merely a prototype, yet it is capable of splitting mountains, shattering rocks, and stopping rivers. A single ether energy cannon can flatten a mountain, and at full power, it can easily crush an entire city cluster.

This is the immense power it possesses after being empowered by the power of ether.

Judging by its level alone, this divine messenger mech is not even as good as An Ran's, but its destructive power is much stronger.

"What a stroke of luck! I never imagined that the divine messenger could be restored after hundreds of years!"

"So, can we now transfer the bargaining chips to them?"

"I promise I will give it to you, but you need to understand that that will happen after we create the High God Messenger."

"Heh, then you'd better get it manufactured as soon as possible."

"You don't need to worry about that."

"If you keep delaying, don't blame us, the Holy Church, for being impolite."

"Don't worry, we would never deny something like this."

"That would be best."

The meeting ended unhappily; the Mechanical Church representative was gloomy yet troubled, while the Holy Church believers also looked impatient.

He strode outside the church before contacting other people.

"Once I'm done with things over there, I'll take some time to visit the amusement park."

"Yes!"

……

The fierce battle lasted only a little over ten minutes before its momentum began to wane.

Even the outermost first line of defense, painstakingly built by the Star Barrier, would struggle to make any progress against the onslaught of thousands of spaceships.

This was ultimately a defensive line built by pirates; it couldn't possibly withstand the bombardment of thousands of real warships like a space fortress built by a powerful nation.

After drawing all of the enemy's attention, a Cataclysmic Fire Rain bomb was secretly dropped inside a small landing craft.

Boom...

A silent explosion.

The surging energy impact overturned the fragile building, and the sudden surge in temperature meant that even those hiding inside could not escape the heat.

Although the impact was far less than in Bapulo, the 2130 million experience points earned still made Anran nod in satisfaction.

"Don't be stingy with ammunition and energy, keep bombing. I don't want anything unexpected to happen in the rear when I'm facing the main force of the Star Wall."

Anran's message was transmitted to every spaceship through the internal system.

She didn't aspire to conquer vast territories or establish her own independent regime, so when dealing with enemies, she didn't need to consider how to conquer them; she could simply crush them.

The tank's tracks rolled over the trenches, and the machine gunner casually tossed a grenade down. The deafening roar of the cannons destroyed every tall building that might have sheltered people...

That's roughly how they fight.

For players, the thrill of destruction is arguably the pinnacle of momentary pleasure.

Moreover, since the targets are NPCs from opposing forces, there's no need to worry about whether it's appropriate or not.

[Bomb the hell out of him!]

The most poignant moment is when the flowers wither.

Although not as intense as the battle between Night Owl and the Empire, I am personally experiencing a deep-space battle with powerful ships and cannons.

"Mist" is what players privately call the spaceship numbered 397.

This is a super-small frigate that is 276 meters long.

Long and narrow in shape, its appearance is not particularly cool, and it is difficult to leave a deep impression at first glance. However, the Mist Ship is sacred in the eyes of all players in the Time-Space faction.

After Pikachu's ship was absorbed and redistributed on Planet Rainbow, this is the only ship that is entirely under the player's control from top to bottom.

While reaping the money and power of players, An Ran also knew that she had to give them some benefits in return.

Giving money is of course out of the question; An Ran herself would rather not have received enough.

Aside from missions and rented weapons and equipment, what she can offer is to give players a greater sense of participation.

A sense of participation can increase players' sense of identification.

Therefore, even a spaceship that can be fully controlled makes players in the Time-Space game extremely happy.

One has two.

Before setting out, no player had ever imagined this moment would come.

[Damn it, I'm so jealous I'm about to go through mitosis. While you guys are flying spaceships, I'm still doing manual labor.]

Is the Time-Space Alliance still recruiting? If I join now, can I also pilot a spaceship?

Unable to afford a spaceship, I had to sell myself into a time-traveling entity just to pilot one.

"You can all be envious and jealous all you want. We can not only pilot spaceships, but also manually operate the ship's cannons!"

The players on the Mist Ship, living up to the expectations of the entire Time-Space faction, started the live stream. They didn't cause any trouble, just in case they angered An Ran and there wouldn't be such a good thing next time.

They just took turns firing a shot.

Spraying scorching heat onto the rugged surface of the asteroid.

The high-energy beam was thicker than a water bucket, and dozens of naval guns fired simultaneously.

"Hit! I hit a turret! One shot, one kill!"

"Damn, what a lucky guy, let me do it."

"Deflect 30 degrees to the right, move upwards..."

Just as things were getting lively, a beeping sound suddenly came from the driver's cab.

Three short and one long message: an urgent internal message.

"Spacecraft 397 has received contact."

"The scout ship sent out on the starboard side has spotted enemy reinforcements, and all ships have ceased attacking and begun to retreat."

Retreat?

Why retreat?

Many people have raised questions.

"Keep your distance from the defensive line. The number of enemy reinforcements is not right. There's no rush to go up," An Ran replied calmly.

Do not mistake a portion of the reinforcements for the entire enemy force. If you are entangled or your formation is disrupted, you may suffer a fatal piercing blow.

"The two groups of ships on the left and right slightly increased the distance between them, and retreated in an orderly fan shape for 100 light-seconds."

100 light-seconds is roughly enough to get out of the effective strike range of the defense line.

An Ran squinted her eyes. Since Sheila dared to bring people to meet them, she absolutely couldn't let her get away. She had no interest in playing cat and mouse with the enemy; she would crush her in one fell swoop.

The Mist was positioned on the left flank, while the Star Ring fleet was on the right.

Upon hearing the order, and following the instructions from the central command, the Mist quickly formed a fan-shaped edge.

I felt nervous and uneasy, but mostly excited.

It's here! The long-awaited Star Wars are finally here.

The reinforcements from the Star Barrier gradually appeared within the spaceship's detection range. With one more step forward, the fleet, which was already prepared, opened fire without any orders from the main ship.

This was a place where the extreme colors couldn't reach, but the sudden burst of gunfire made this starry sky instantly become brilliant.

"Quickly have the AI ​​relocate the target, then we'll attack the enemy's lead ship on the right flank!"

"The energy shield is functioning normally, and all 42 naval cannons are functioning normally and are being located."

Energy-type naval guns can detect rapidly increasing energy levels after repositioning, while the most basic railguns also begin operation.

Aim and fire.

It's still such a simple action.

However, ordinary firearms can be handled by one person, but in the turbulent space, without AI assistance, relying on human aiming is a gamble on whether one can hit the target.

"That's already the optimal firing distance."

"Attack its lower deck and blow up the gun emplacements there first!"

Even Star Wars is no longer the era of big ships and cannons, but when the level of spaceships is not much different, the number of ships can definitely determine the outcome of a battle.

1000 vs 300.

No spaceship could single-handedly charge straight into Changbanpo and fight its way in and out seven times.

Just by moving forward slightly, the flank of a spaceship was concentrated, the energy shield suddenly brightened, then dimmed again. However, before the second recharge was complete, new energy beams and projectiles hit the flank.

The second shot dented the armor, and the intense heat instantly shattered the energy shield. Subsequent shells pierced the spaceship.

This attack was incredibly lucky; it destroyed the power room on the side of the spaceship, causing the kinetic energy to stall for a few seconds, and the previously stable spaceship began to spin.

Boom boom boom—

After a silent explosion, the spaceship was cut in half and instantly turned into countless fragments.

"Well done, -1 again."

This is just a snapshot of the battlefield.

The battle didn't last long, but the number of exploding ships had already reached double digits.

Each round of explosions takes hundreds of lives.

The cruelty was overshadowed by the dazzling explosions and exhilarating shouts.

Although I don't understand why the Star Barrier only sent so few people, since they're practically free prey, I might as well take advantage of it.

"Even suicide squads don't play like this."

"Have all the NPCs in Starbound lost their minds?"

"Perhaps they know they can't win, but they don't want to surrender, so they'll fight as many as they can."

"Nobody would believe that. Do you think we're that sculpted?"