Steel-Skin Folk King quickly noticed something was wrong.
After communications with other planets were completely cut off, he guessed that the so-called Arcane Empire that declared war on them had already taken action.
So, he immediately held a meeting to decide the next course of action.
Limited by the level of technology, Steel-Skin Folk does not have a private spacecraft that can freely shuttle between planets. They must rely on huge launch pads to send the fleet into space.
The thing about Luck is that among the seven planets they control, one - the main star Goldinite - is still intact.
Therefore, Council unanimously passed a resolution: to assemble all the warships currently owned and launch an expedition to other planets.
According to Council's prediction, the races enslaved by them are likely to take the opportunity to launch a rebellion, causing the colony to fall into chaos. Without the support of other planets, this is an excellent opportunity for them to overthrow the rule of Steel-Skin Folk.
The decision was made, countless soldiers responded to the call, and countless battleships took off from the Goldinite star.
However, an accident happened.
When this huge fleet had just emerged from the atmosphere and entered space, they spotted a man.
A man wearing black clothes, holding a wand, and wearing a hood is quietly suspended in the vacuum.
He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
The commander of the Steel-Skin Folk fleet was extremely shocked by this scene.
Although Steel-Skin Folk also has magic power in their bodies, it only exists in their skin, and they cannot actively use this power. Through high-intensity training and combat, Steel-Skin Folk can passively absorb magic power in the environment to increase their rank.
However, this improvement only brings about a sharp increase in defense power.
If the priests of the tribe had not theoretically proposed that "magic power can give people power beyond imagination and even incomprehension", the commander would even think that the person in front of him was a god.
"I am Arcanist, one of Gellert·Grindelwald, Arcane Empire. Prepare for destruction."
This voice directly ignored the defense layer of the command ship and sounded directly in the commander's mind.
This move shocked him.
"Is this the power of magic?" the commander murmured to himself, "If we can master this power, we can eventually become gods."
Immediately, he ordered the entire fleet to open fire.
Countless missiles, bombs and energy bombs rained down on Grindelwald.
Facing this devastating attack, Grindelwald simply put up a shield around it.
When the bombardment of thousands of warships ended, Grindelwald was still floating in place unscathed.
However, under the hood, his brows wrinkled slightly.
"The magic power consumed to resist this wave of attacks... is more than expected."
The reason why he appears here is to perform a special mission: Empire wants to test whether the strong Fifth Tier can fight against an interstellar fleet on his own.
This is a battle between humans and machines, individual might and collective firepower.
Grindelwald raised his wand, and three magic circles instantly formed in front of him.
Arcane Rune Magic·Rock Summon. Arcane Rune Magic·Strengthen. Arcane Rune Magic·Speed acceleration.
Countless huge rocks appeared out of thin air, and were then strengthened by magic to become indestructible. Finally, these rocks shot out at an astonishing speed.
When these rocks hit Steel-Skin Folk's spacecraft, they penetrated directly like a hot knife cutting through butter, leaving the hard battleship riddled with holes like Switzerland cheese.
The physical shield that Steel-Skin Folk is proud of is useless in the face of magic. The commander immediately ordered an evasive maneuver.
Although this tactic worked, they still lost dozens of warships in this round of attacks.
Despite this, the commander ordered the attack to continue at all costs.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless explosions exploded around Grindelwald, but his shield remained as stable as a mountain. Then, he cast another spell.
Arcane Rune Magic·Sectumsempra.
Countless invisible sharp slashes pierced Void, instantly cutting dozens of battleships into pieces. But it was not over yet.
Grindelwald begins to show the horror of elemental magic.
Some battleships and the soldiers inside were instantly frozen into ice sculptures; some were blown to pieces by flame explosions; others were forcibly pulled by Gravity Magic, slammed together, and turned into a pile of scrap metal.
At this stage of the battle, Grindelwald no longer resisted all bombings, but began to use teleportation to evade in order to save mana.
Watching his fleet being slowly eaten away by one man, Commander Steel-Skin Folk acted extremely calm.
There was a strong desire in his eyes Blink.
"Launch a nuclear bomb."
"Sir, isn't this unwise?" the adjutant asked tremblingly.
"Why?" the commander asked calmly.
"That person seems to have the ability Teleportation. He should be able to avoid it easily."
"Order a hundred warships to rush over and explode themselves. The shock wave generated by the explosion is enough to temporarily disrupt the surrounding space and prevent him from teleporting."
"We can use this gap to launch a thousand nuclear bombs and kill him completely."
Although the commander would like to capture the enemy alive to interrogate the secret of magic power, the situation no longer allows it. If the losses continue to increase, his status in Council will be shaken, and political opponents will definitely use this incident to bring him down.
The adjutant shrank his neck. "But, sir..."
"It is the honor of these soldiers to die fighting for the continuation and future of the race. They should be ready."
The adjutant hesitated for a moment and finally gave the order.
As a result, more than a hundred warships rushed to the vicinity of Grindelwald at full power and exploded.
The terrifying shock wave threw Grindelwald away. As the commander expected, the space became extremely unstable, and Grindelwald could not Apparition.
Immediately afterwards, Grindelwald's expression became distorted.
He saw countless missiles roaring towards him. His right eye suddenly activated and performed a brief Divination.
He instantly understood that these missiles were all nuclear bombs.
"Since I can't teleport now, I must resist the first wave of explosions until the space returns to stability."
Without any hesitation, he layered countless layers of shields on his body, mainly water shields to withstand high temperatures.
Boom--!
The terrifying high temperature instantly overwhelmed Grindelwald, trying to turn him into ashes.
The shield was full of cracks, but supported by his magic power, it still held firm for the first few seconds.
The moment the space fluctuations subsided, he immediately cast another spell.
Arcane Rune Magic·Space transfer.
All the nuclear bombs, the heat and nuclear radiation generated by the explosion were instantly transmitted to deep space dozens of light years away.
Crisis resolved.
Grindelwald was breathing heavily, with cold sweat covering his forehead.
The wave just now consumed a lot of his magic power. Immediately afterwards, an uncontrollable anger surged into his heart.
"Fiendfyre Shield!"
A huge blue fire dragon roared out behind him, rushing towards Steel-Skin Folk's remaining fleet with a destructive momentum.
Wherever the fire dragon passes, everything turns to ashes.
In just a few minutes, the blue Fiendfyre spread throughout the battlefield until nothing was left.
Watching this scene, Grindelwald sighed and had to concentrate on controlling Fiendfyre to prevent it from losing control and burning to the planet below.
After the battle was over, he began to write the real purpose of the mission - a battle report.
"According to the collected data, it is theoretically feasible to use a huge fleet to surround and kill high-level strong men. The core of this tactic is not to kill directly, but to exhaust the strong man's magic power and make him lose combat effectiveness through continuous high-intensity firepower coverage."
"It is expected that a large number of low-level soldiers and battleships will be sacrificed in this process. However, Empire can use clones as replacements to ensure the safety of real soldiers."
"In addition, this tactic may only be effective against strong people below Seventh Tier (Planetary Level), and may have little effect on higher-level beings."
The report does not stop there, it also lists tactical countermeasures that need to be prepared for.
For example, if he wants, he can apply Disillusionment Charm on himself to make Steel-Skin Folk lose the target; or use Imperius Curse to control enemy soldiers to kill each other, etc.