Almost Thought I Was Invincible (Thanks to Europe 56 for Another Generous Donation~)

The battle alarm soon sounded throughout the ship. Everyone entered combat readiness at top speed.

They donned their armor and took up their combat posts, standing by at any moment.

With a single order from their superiors, the naval soldiers would carry it out without hesitation—until the mission was complete, they died, or they received an order to retreat.

The two sides were twenty million kilometers apart. It seemed like a vast distance, but in the boundless universe, for spacecraft traveling at extreme speed, it was not all that far.

With both sides heading toward each other, they would meet in less than ten hours.

After the Distant Star turned around, the Eight-Armed Tribe aboard the enemy fleet were deeply puzzled. A tiny human Cruiser actually dared to turn back and take the initiative to engage them?

This was an exceedingly rare situation.

They all speculated about the reason. Did the humans know they could not escape, give up fleeing, and turn back for a desperate fight, hoping to drag someone down with them?

Or had the humans mastered some powerful weapon capable of launching attacks from extreme range? Just like the encounter involving two Supply Stations and a Guerrilla II Battleship.

The footage sent back showed their own combatants vanishing abruptly, or enemy bullets appearing out of nowhere and directly shooting their combatants dead.

Even now, they had not figured out how the humans had done it.

Could it have been wormhole technology? But they quickly rejected that possibility.

After years of exploration, the great scientists of the Eight-Armed Tribe had already reached a unanimous conclusion: "Spatial transfer exists only in theory and cannot be achieved within ten thousand years."

But it did not matter what method the humans used. This time, they had made thorough preparations to deal