The battle among the ascenders lasted for a full half a year. For extraordinary beings whose concept of time in combat was calculated in microseconds, this was a fairly protracted tug-of-war. Accompanied by the fall of the last sage, an area over a hundred light-years in radius centered around the mechanical titan had transformed into a colorful nebula, displaying brilliant and kaleidoscopic colors even in the dead, silent deep space.
Meanwhile, the entire Mechanical Titan also suffered severe damage. Not only was the speed of minting mechanical warships reduced by about 3%, but the attack frequency of the fortress cannons also dropped by about 3%.
The numbers seemed small, but if converted to a behemoth like a Stellar Titan, it practically translated to the loss of the combat effectiveness of hundreds or thousands of war star clusters!
With the half-year delay bought by the sages, the Undead Titan finally accelerated its speed to sublight, gradually breaking away from the star region. Most importantly, its originally overloaded shields rebooted once more.
Under normal circumstances, a battle reaching this extent would be sufficient; unless one intended to completely annihilate the opponent, driving the enemy away counted as a victory. At this moment, the information viruses continuously disseminated by Lin Zhichen guided them secretly once again. The main cannons of the Stellar Titan charged, the dimensional boundary was shattered anew, and the shields that had just rebooted—failing to even climb back to their peak state—were shattered yet again.
This posture instantly infuriated the Undead. The Titan Warship, which had previously been retreating blindly, shut down its engines, maintained its flight at its existing sublight speed, and finally activated its main cannons on the other end.
Click.
Space shattered like glass, and countless space-time fragments moved erratically with the Mechanical Titan as the core,