"Switch factions? Why would I switch factions? Which faction offers better benefits than ours?"
One of the administrators in the Paradox players' group, "Rebels Everywhere," said in surprise.
"I'm absolutely loyal to our G boss—utterly loyal! There's only one sun in my heart!"
"..."
Sister Ji said helplessly, "I think you'd be able to unleash your potential better within the Liberation Society."
"Who would join such a hopeless faction? Do they sell tier-three equipment? Do they offer tier-three class changes? Can they recruit troops? Can they form fleets? They have nothing. Why would I join them?"
"Rebels Everywhere" looked astonished.
"In this day and age, would anyone still join a hopeless interstellar faction?" another Paradox player asked.
"That'd just be waiting to get hit by orbital bombardment." Yet another Paradox player chimed in.
"..."
These people might have been insane, but their brains certainly weren't.
"It's starting, it's starting!"
"Prepare to bombard!"
Sister Ji could even hear the excited sound of a bunch of Paradox players rubbing their hands together over the public channel.
Soon, one starship after another entered the target planet's orbit. On their hulls, huge turbo laser cannons slowly adjusted their angles. Blinding white spheres of energy gradually condensed at the muzzles, and the surrounding space warped slightly under the intense compression of energy.
Not every interstellar faction had orbital defenses, especially an underground organization like the Liberation Society. The moment they built a space defense network around the planet, they would be detected by the civilization 100% of the time.
Without orbital defenses, this planet was essentially defenseless.
Soon, within the planet's atmosphere, the laser beams violently scraped against the air, producing dazzling flames and deafening roars. Immediately afterward, the beams struck their targets with pinpoint accuracy. The energy released in an instant was equivalent to