At that moment, the pilots in the frigate's cockpit were enduring violent impacts and tremors. They gripped their control sticks tightly, struggling to keep their balance as they tried to steer the badly battered warship out of danger.
Though the shaking had tossed their bodies and internal organs about, they still gritted their teeth and controlled the warship with unyielding will and superb skill, preparing to evade the Three-Phase Torpedoes that were about to strike again.
But fate seemed unwilling to favor these brave warriors. As they focused all their attention on dealing with the aftermath of the first explosion, several more Three-Phase Torpedoes charged toward the Nightshade-class frigate like sharks smelling blood.
They slammed mercilessly into the frigate's energy shields, setting off a chain of earth-shaking explosions.
In an instant, flames soared skyward and deafening booms filled the air.
The entire Nightshade-class frigate was swallowed by a sea of fire. Under such dense and ferocious attacks, its energy shields finally gave out. With a desperate wail, they broke apart into countless motes of light and vanished into the void.
The instant the energy shields disappeared, the Nightshade-class frigate became like a lamb stripped of its shelter, completely exposed to the ferocious assault of the Three-Phase Torpedoes.
With the energy shields gone, the once-impenetrable hull instantly became terribly fragile.
The terrifying heat unleashed by the Three-Phase Torpedoes seemed capable of setting the entire universe ablaze, while the incomparably violent shockwaves were like enraged beasts, mercilessly tearing at every inch of metal on the frigate.
Before that world-destroying force, the sturdy hull had no ability to resist. It was effortlessly ripped into countless fragments that scattered in every direction.
Immediately afterward, the entire frigate burned in the starry sky like an enormous torch, turning into a huge, dazzling fireball.
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