The human and Aeldari fleets had not yet fully descended into a large-scale bloody melee, but the fighters and carrier-based aircraft dispatched by both sides had long since lost their patience, crashing into one another like starving tigers pouncing on prey.
For a time, the entire void seemed to ignite, filled with flying flames of war and drifting smoke.
The incessant shriek of "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" filled the air—the furious roar of fighters and carrier-based aircraft unleashing their full firepower.
Like enraged dragons, they spewed dense, suffocating energy beams and small yet deadly torpedoes from their maws, charging viciously at enemy aircraft with endless killing intent.
Those energy beams tore through the originally dim, lightless starry sky like lightning across the night; the small torpedoes, meanwhile, shot between the stars like arrows loosed from a bow, striking directly at the enemy's vital points with lightning speed.
Every beam and every torpedo carried the pilots' unshakable will and determination to kill, sworn to destroy their enemies at all costs.
Although countless energy beams ravaged the void without pause, wildly slicing through space, the fighters and carrier-based aircraft on both sides were simply too fast.
They raced through the air like phantoms, twisting and turning as they skillfully evaded one deadly attack after another.
Those seemingly unstoppable energy beams and torpedoes could only miss again and again before such superb flying skills, dissolving into brilliant bursts of firework-like light in the boundless universe.
Whether human or Aeldari, the pilots were peerless elites carefully selected from their respective races.
Not only did they possess extraordinary courage and tenacious fighting spirit, but they also understood the fighters and carrier-based aircraft they piloted inside and out, able to push the performance of those steel beasts to the absolute limit.
In this fierce aerial battle, they