Deep-Space Warship
"Anna, your faith remains superficial; you cannot grasp the deeper meaning of the divine oracle."
The man stood firm on the edge of the storm, his posture as resolute as a rock, as if no external disturbances could shake his unwavering will.
The blonde woman sighed, about to retort, when a strong sense of crisis suddenly descended upon her.
Something is flying towards us at high speed!
She looked up abruptly and saw countless silvery-white objects trailing orange-red flames hurtling through the sky at an astonishing speed.
Behind the barrage of steel bullets, a colossal Warship with sleek, silver-white lines stretched across the sky with unstoppable force, its cold main gun muzzles slowly turning.
High altitude, Deep Space Mothership, command center.
Dylan, dressed in a specially made metallic suit, slumped in the cold command chair, somewhat dazed. It took him a while to confirm the effectiveness of the first round of attacks.
[The target's defenses are stronger than expected; it is recommended to use a special warhead for engagement.]
It's a very sweet voice; it's his AI system speaking.
Dylan didn't respond immediately. He pulled up the live footage transmitted from the scout jet dozens of miles away. The surface covered by pure white mechanical structures remained lifeless, and all the detection data were stable. This made his tense nerves relax slightly.
Good, it seems that thing hasn't caught up with us.
Dylan breathed a slight sigh of relief, ordered the warhead to be replaced, and his thoughts drifted back to what had just happened.
He was assigned to mid-air, given half an hour to probe, and Lock-On onto a target.
Something strange happened; the other side wasn't Warship, but a factory built on land.
The enemy blasted a large crater on the spot, and then released a dense array of unmanned machines to mine, smelt, forge, and produce even more unmanned machines.
Dylan had no idea what the people in the other districts were up to, but that didn't stop him from using his aerial advantage to bombard them.
To his surprise, the enemy was able to quickly organize a large swarm of drones amidst the artillery fire, constructing a layered anti-aircraft fire network, and even sending out high-speed interceptors to counter him.
The two sides fought back and forth, enjoying themselves immensely, and their tactics kept escalating.
Just as the battle reached a stalemate, with both sides unleashing firepower that illuminated the sky as if it were daytime, a tall, slender figure in jet black suddenly entered the battlefield without warning.
It seemed to devour all light, and even radar waves could not detect its existence.
It hovered Jingjing without the aid of any aircraft.
Subsequently, the system indicated that Zone 3 was being phased out. Dylan didn't even attempt to test the waters; he simply piloted his spaceship and fled...
The prompt in front of him pulled Dylan back from his memories.
The AI system's notification pulled him back from his reverie; the tactical panel showed that the energy readings in the distant Storm Zone were surging abnormally.
Dylan glanced at the two people below who had conjured a pale golden light barrier out of thin air and blocked most of the missiles, and then recalled the various inconsistencies from earlier.
What are these things? Are they powerful figures from some region? Or is it the sheer terror inherent in this battlefield itself?
"Didn't I just Crossing into [Void Survival]? What are these things? Am I dreaming?"
After a month at the Warship, Dylan's self-perception began to waver for the first time.
After calming myself down, I looked at the situation on the field as analyzed by the intelligent system.
The storm was definitely not normal. How could a storm with wind speeds exceeding 300 meters per second naturally form in this place, not to mention there were flames inside?
It was probably caused by people in a certain area using weather weapons.
He forcibly suppressed his chaotic thoughts and focused on analyzing the battle situation. Although the storm was terrifying in magnitude, it was still within his comprehension and showed a clear defensive posture.
In comparison, the two "humanoid units" below, capable of breaking the sound barrier with their bare hands and withstanding missiles, are clearly a higher threat level.
"Target Lock-On, main gun charging."
Dylan's voice returned to its usual cold tone, "Continue with Suppression fire to deplete the target's energy. Simultaneously, deploy the 'swarm' detectors to approach and reconnoiter the Storm Zone, maintaining a safe distance."
"Command confirmed."
The weapon modules of the silver-white Warship lit up again, and the specially designed missiles, as if they had eyes, traversed dozens of kilometers and accurately bombarded the rapidly approaching barrier of Holy Light.
On the edge of the Storm Zone, on the scorched earth
Song Shige and Caoyuanshi stood behind a giant rock, gazing at the unequal bombing in the sky.
"This iron bird's firepower is indeed fierce and domineering."
Caoyuanshi looked up at the battle, his Blood Qi surging unconsciously, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. "Those two golden figures, I'm afraid they won't last many more rounds."
Song Shige, clutching his Zhanmadao, said, "They seem to be followers of some god; their methods are strange. They can't be that simple."
"Should we intervene?" Caoyuanshi's Blood Qi surged, his Martial Dao heart eager to fight against the powerful beings of other worlds.
"No need, our district's leader is about to make a move." Song Shige secretly texted Su Luo.
"Xiantian..." Upon hearing this, Caoyuanshi's gaze sharpened, and he murmured a sentence.
[Su Luo: Were you intimidated?]
[Song Shige: He made it up in his head, and it seems like he believed it.]
[Su Luo: Okay, lure him away. The current storm might not be able to stop him.]
Several flying objects could be vaguely seen emerging from the silver-white Warship high in the sky.
Even through the stagnant, murky air, one could vaguely see the dense black dots around the flying object.
They sped towards the storm.
"They're here, we can go now." Song Shige glanced at the channel message, spoke calmly, and then led the Caoyuanshi away in another direction.
The moment he finished speaking, as if to verify his words, the massive storm that had been spinning rapidly and remained stagnant suddenly began to stir.
A giant fire tornado, over a hundred meters in diameter, emerged from the edge of the storm like a dragon waking up in the morning, its power capable of scorching the heavens and boiling the seas.
It crashed straight into the incoming array of probes from high above, and wherever it passed, countless wisps of air were distorted and violently stirred up, ionized by the extreme heat, and emitted a piercing wail.
Those small and agile detectors could only make slight evasive maneuvers before being instantly engulfed, leaving not even a trace behind.
The tornado, its momentum undiminished, swept across the sky, precisely cutting off the path of the Holy Light duo as they attempted to approach the Warship.
The man in the pale gold robe stood still, indifferently watching the destructive tornado rushing towards him.
In his eyes, this area-of-effect attack, though seemingly terrifying, was actually dispersed in power and not enough to shake his defense.
"Anna, you have brought shame upon our lord."
His voice was low and tinged with disappointment. "If you can't even face the aftermath of the storm, how can you carry out the sacred decree to purify the Devil?"
The blonde woman remained silent, only continuing her retreat.
The man shook his head in disappointment and said no more.
He slowly raised his right hand, and suddenly his body burst forth with a pure Holy Light that was impossible to look directly at.
A vast and majestic, almost tangible, sacred aura instantly enveloped the heavens and earth, even causing the howling storm to momentarily pause.
"End."
He uttered a single syllable softly, and his words became law.
The roaring tornado of wind and fire, powerful enough to tear steel apart, seemed to crash into a wall the instant it reached the range of the Holy Light.
With a deafening roar, the momentum came to an abrupt halt, the Berserk currents at the front were forcibly calmed, and the area was frozen in mid-air.