The Space Zerg, scattering countless frozen corpses, closed in on the Fortress Group.
"Boom!"
The artillery fire of tens of millions of warships tore open rifts in the surging swarm in an instant. Hundreds of millions of Space Zerg were ripped apart by the barrage, struggling in the cold vacuum before turning into corpses.
The attack had little effect. The gaps were quickly covered by the swarm, which pressed on through the barrage. Under the terrified gaze of the Tyran crew, the creatures spat out corrosive acid, biological plasma, and more.
Wave after wave of warships was destroyed by the endless breath of the swarm. Each burst of flame illuminated the twisted, terrified faces of the clone crew.
Countless attempts had proven that clones stripped of their fear also lost their potential for growth and their battlefield awareness. So these soldiers, who were little different from ordinary people, felt genuine terror in this desperate situation.
The distance between the two sides had narrowed to five light-seconds, close enough for the swarm to attack. Its overwhelming biological breath swept through space, and at every moment, Tyran warships had their shields overloaded and their armor torn apart.
"Let us meet our deaths together today!" the Tyran Fleet commander cried passionately. A clone officer who had risen from the bottom ranks, he had spent his entire life fighting the Zerg. He knew how terrifying these alien creatures were, and he also knew that there were no Imperial fleets left nearby to call in as reinforcements.
"Almost there. At this rate, the remaining warships will all be destroyed in two hours at most," Xu Zhanpeng said.
"Boom!"
At the critical moment, countless beams of light tore through the darkness and struck the immense fleet.
Like the Spear of the Heavenly God, their extreme heat