Xiao Hu was quite puzzled by the Artifact Spirit's reaction. "Is pride... that important?"
"A Fire-luring Burst from the Flawed Portable Abode at close range would have consequences even worse than the Black Line. Why insist on toughing it out?"
The Artifact Spirit gave a dry cough and answered awkwardly, "Well... I told First One that an Abode is a higher-level existence than a Mobile Palace."
The logic sounded fine at first, but on closer thought, the other side had already Self-Destructed. Would it have been so bad to take a little damage?
The broad-minded robot nodded its heavy head. "Serves you right. You're just too vain!"
"What the hell do you know?" The human face flew into a rage. "Vanity... competitiveness—that's also part of an independent personality!"
Leaving their argument aside, after the Division Level Ship rushed out of the Abode, it immediately put the Abode away.
After everyone had remained inside the ship for four or five minutes, Qu Jianlei noticed from the warship's data that the most violent period had passed.
Then he stated decisively, "All right, we can strike now."
Immediately afterward, the Alliance's six Battalion-Class Ships flew out of the hangar one after another and began hunting down the remaining Alien Race Forest of Trees and Locusts.
The Alien Race near the center of the violent explosion had already been completely wiped out.
Only a small number of those far from the blast point remained, and even those were the ones with unusually thick trunks.
The Forest Sea Alien Race that had previously gone utterly mad had now been scared out of their wits.
This had nothing to do with intelligence. Nearly ten thousand of their kind had been reduced to a sparse few hundred trees in an instant. Who wouldn't be terrified? The Flawed