Davis's fleet group did not inflict any substantial, serious damage on the God of Scorching Wind.
It merely frightened him.
Whether energy beams or various rule weapons, once they reached the vicinity of the God of Scorching Wind, their firing trajectories curved in an arc, neatly bypassing him.
This also demonstrated the Galente Federation Army's exceptionally outstanding combat capabilities.
Over the past hundred thousand years or so, it was not only Wizard Civilization and Immortal Domain Civilization that had undergone rapid, explosive development. The Galente Federation had developed at a ferocious pace as well.
One technological barrier after another had been breached.
The civilization's overall scale continued to rise.
Without absolute strength, the Galente Federation would not have angrily decided to strike first under the threat of Wizard Civilization.
If it truly had no chance of victory, or lacked confidence in its own strength, there would have been no need for the Federation to start the war in the first place. It could simply have found a way to join the Wizard Alliance.
Better to live poorly than die well.
At its core, the Galente Federation was not a warlike civilization.
The concentrated barrage of firepower, especially the incoming two Black Death Particle Rays, indeed brought Beipeng's pursuit to a halt.
This female knight was no fool. Her abundant experience in Civilization Wars allowed Beipeng to determine in an extremely short time that the Galente Federation reinforcements before her were at least comparable to two Level-6 combatants and more than a dozen Level-4 and Level-5 combatants.
Ganging up on others was much more satisfying, after all.
If she became the one being ganged up on, that would be far too miserable.
Especially when trapped in the vast ocean of the Galente Federation's fleets, it was not just Beipeng—even a Level-6