November 2, 8,000-degree heat
The high-grade spirit stone planet was the energy source of the Zhutian civilization. The Qing-class warship we commanded could destroy Blue Star, yet there were hundreds, even thousands, of Qing-class civilization warships guarding this place. I had even spotted a blue-class warship.
In front of a blue-class warship, a Qing-class warship was like a little fish.
To enter this planet, we had to undergo an inspection.
Our original plan was to use refueling the warship as an excuse to enter the planet, but the inspection process was far too strict. There was no chance of cheating our way through.
We had been anchored in the asteroid belt not far from the planet for a week. Every plan we came up with had been rejected by the zombie planet's will.
Then, everything changed.
The guards of the high-grade spirit stone planet suddenly went on alert. Although I didn't understand how space fleets fought, I could tell they were panicking.
What had happened?
My question was soon answered: the blood mist that had once passed us by was drifting toward the high-grade spirit stone planet!
According to the zombie planet's will, even the cosmic overlord, the Zhutian civilization, considered the blood mist an extremely mysterious phenomenon. The Zhutian civilization was completely helpless against it.
The guards couldn't possibly let the blood mist approach the high-grade spirit stone planet. Energy beams and kinetic weapons of every kind hammered into it, blasting asteroids to pieces. The energy released drove the temperature in the area above 8,000 degrees. Our warship probably wouldn't survive even one hit, yet the blood mist swallowed every attack. They had no effect at all.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I immediately ordered us to sneak into the high-grade spirit stone planet while they were distracted.
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