The End Point

After the War Song ceased operations, the pressure on the Celestial System Fleet dropped by nearly a third. I had to marvel at just how absurdly powerful an Old Empire-era superweapon could be on the battlefield.

No matter how special it was, the War Song was ultimately just a Planet Warship. Yet by altering the laws of the universe, it could suppress an entire Star System fleet. And during the Old Empire era, even if Planet Warships as powerful as the War Song had been rare, there had surely been more of them than the total number of ships in our current Celestial System Fleet. I refused to believe Sandora was the only Shilin Emperor capable of building such a super-flagship. Thinking about it that way, one could see just how mighty the Shilin Apostles had been before they messed everything up. Of course, they still messed everything up in the end.

Leaving personnel behind to handle the battlefield, Older Sister and I led half the ships back to the main force. After unleashing the most powerful curse she had ever used, she looked somewhat exhausted, so I had her go back and rest first. The Pandora sisters wanted to keep fighting. I found that I simply could not stop those two little lunatics who had gone blood-red with killing, so I could only tell them to be careful before letting them go.

Ding Dang, meanwhile, was extremely angry about being used as a weapon. After I returned to human form, she subjected her owner to a merciless steel-tooth assault. The results were spectacular: half my arm looked as though it had just engaged in brutal hand-to-hand combat with four or five hundred mosquitoes. Ding Dang had left rows upon rows of tooth marks all over it, and with remarkable