A Hard-Won Victory

But the momentary fluctuation of the Real Shield gave humanity hope. In the instant the Real Shield vanished, humanity realized that this Level 5 Civilization spacecraft could be defeated, and its armor did not seem all that formidable.

The firepower that slipped through in that instant had already changed the appearance of its surface armor. The areas that were hit had turned black and even deformed.

Although the damage had not reached its interior, it made the spacecraft look like a battle-damaged wreck.

"Keep going! Hit it while it's down!"

Cheers erupted over the Human fleet's internal channels. Lyra had been fighting this warship for nearly a month now, and they had finally achieved results.

The excited Human forces launched even fiercer attacks. Especially after seeing the enemy struggle to enter Warp because of the Gravity Bombs, every warship hurled Gravity Bombs at it without restraint. Some ships even risked being struck by the enemy's main cannon to close in and attack.

For a time, the Human warships were like a flock of agile hawks, striking and retreating at once as they launched wave after wave of attacks against the now-clumsy Level 5 Civilization Probe Spaceship.

Looking at the data returned by the Real Shield system, the people of the Dynamic Image Civilization were ashen-faced. They could sense that their Level 5 Civilization Probe Spaceship would not hold out much longer.

They deeply regretted it.

The Dynamic Image Civilization felt that they should have risked being discovered by the Trade Federation and applied to borrow a more powerful spacecraft. Even a second-rate vessel would have been enough. If they had done that, they would never have ended up in such a predicament.

The ship's captain regretted it even more. He had realized that his previous judgment had been wrong, but