The enemy had flown too high, reaching an altitude of ten thousand meters, so the Human Race's fighter jets had to climb steeply to attack them.
Under the control of their divine senses, the enormous lightsaber gradually turned into countless small swords, hovering in a dense swarm before the three men.
The three pointed through the air at the distant fighter jets, and countless flying swords shot downward at tremendous speed.
On the satellite surveillance feed, the countless small swords suddenly shimmered like ripples on water as they reflected the light.
The Air Force commander's expression changed, and he hurriedly roared over the radio channel, "Watch out!"
By the time the Air Force pilots in the dozens of jets heard the radio warning, it was already too late to retreat.
Unfortunately, they had yet to reach attack range. The fighter jets abruptly accelerated, charging forward without hesitation.
Blue flames streamed from the jets' tails. Their engines were at full power, and they drew ever closer to the enemy.
Finally reaching attack range, the pilots pressed their launch buttons, sending a barrage of missiles flying.
But the enemy's attack arrived as well, and countless small swords pierced the aircraft.
Many Air Force pilots were pierced straight through. Their jets spun out of control and plunged downward.
Bai Qi and the others saw it clearly. Everything had happened too suddenly; by the time they understood and wanted to give a warning, it was already too late. The lightsabers were transparent, impossible to see.
The Qin Kingdom's Air Force commander roared into the channel, "Can you hear me? Can you hear what I'm saying? Wake up! Wake up! Eject! Eject now!"
After a while, several pilots struggled to pull their control levers and ejected, their enormous parachutes opening instantly.
They were just about to rejoice that some pilots had survived, but...
Bai Qi and the others' expressions changed, and a fist slammed into the table. The three immortals flew down, firing several streams of spiritual energy from their fingers. After striking the pilots, they flew toward the Star Gate again.
As though they knew the sphere in the sky could see them, they made a throat-slitting gesture at the camera.
Everyone in the command vehicle seethed with fury, glaring coldly at them.
They had been careless. When they saw the three heading straight for the Star Gate, they should have immediately taken them out with supersonic missiles.
Who could have imagined the enemy possessed a skill like that? It had been completely unexpected.
Just as the enemy could not understand missiles, this was a difference between civilizations.
"Use the Qin D-23 to kill those sons of bitches!" Bai Qi stared at the Three Great Sect Masters through gritted teeth.
The Qin D-23 was a medium-to-long-range supersonic missile, fast and powerful.
"Yes!" A soldier immediately ran out and began hurried preparations.
The Three Great Sect Masters once again flew swiftly toward the Star Gate. Their goal was clear: Even if we die, we'll make you pay.
The enemy was moving too quickly for them to deploy the missiles in time, and there were no longer any Air Force aircraft near the Star Gate available to intercept them.
But at that moment, dozens of fighter jets suddenly flew out of the Star Gate and charged straight toward them.
"Heh, looks like we won't get through. Do you two have any strength left?" Chao Zhu glanced at his two juniors and asked with a chuckle.
"Hehehe, we're running out of spiritual energy. Then let's use our final skill."
"All right. Who would have thought I'd comprehend a skill like this? I've never used it in my entire life, but now the opportunity's here." The Earth Sect's sect master gave a bitter laugh.
"See you in the next life! Still, I can't quite accept it! We're the sect masters of the Heaven and Earth Sects, yet we don't even have names. We're nothing but nameless extras! But none of that matters anymore."
The Three Great Sect Masters smiled at one another, then their faces hardened. After swiftly forming hand seals, they each flew toward the approaching enemy. "Dissolution-Explosion!"
Resolved to die, the three flew toward the nearest fighter jets at tremendous speed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Enormous blasts rang out. The surrounding fighter jets had no time to dodge, and with those three thunderous explosions, the three men detonated themselves and died.
This was an ultimate skill that could only be used once in a lifetime, requiring at least the foundation establishment realm. Its power increased with the user's cultivation realm.
A self-detonation by someone in the golden core realm could potentially reduce everything within several hundred kilometers to ashes.
More than a dozen nearby aircraft were caught in the blasts, and those closest exploded as well.
Those farther away fared better. They were hurled away by the explosions, but fortunately, their pilots successfully ejected and landed safely.
In this battle, the Human Race lost twenty-seven fighter jets. Eighteen pilots died, while nine successfully parachuted to safety.
Meanwhile, Cross Planet's three foundation establishment experts, the Immortal Race's Three Great Sect Masters, perished.
War came with sacrifice. Had they not stopped the enemy, the three might have charged into a crowd and detonated themselves.
If they had used supersonic missiles at the earliest opportunity, perhaps no soldiers would have died.
Soldiers fought on the battlefield for the justice in their hearts, for their country and its people, and fell there.
The Qin Kingdom would not forget them. The Human Race would not forget them.
The most important task now was to wipe out the entire Immortal Race on Cross Planet and secure final victory.
The Qin Kingdom's military leadership gave the soldiers' valor the highest praise and honors. They were all warriors of the Human Race with fire in their blood.
Ying Zheng ordered the front lines to gather the remains of every fallen soldier and bring them back to Blue Star.
After that, the pace accelerated. Ying Zheng had already sought the Father God's instructions: no Immortal Race prisoners were to be taken.
Large numbers of fighter jets took off, conducting pursuit and annihilation operations across Cross Planet.
All soldiers were gathered near the small spirit vein and forbidden from continuing the pursuit, to avoid triggering the victory conditions.
① Kill the enemy leader. ② Render the enemy unable to mount an effective counterattack. ③ Occupy more than 51% of the territory.
Only the final condition had deliberately been left unmet. The opposing Star Lord had declared surrender when the Three Great Sect Masters perished, but Zhang Yang refused to accept it.
The Father God's instructions regarding the small spirit vein had arrived: do not mine it yet.
Next came escorting the three Elf populations back to Blue Star. They could actually have waited for Zhang Yang to use his divine power to relocate them all at once.
However, having the Human Race's army escort them would bolster the confidence and pride of Blue Star's humans.
Besides, settling thirty million Elves at once could easily cause chaos, and there were no houses to accommodate them.
An immense procession of Elves crossed the Star Gate under the Dwarf Race's escort and was taken toward the Heavenly Mystery Continent.
Alice would arrange their accommodation. The industrious Elves were already working through the night to build houses.
The Qin Kingdom dispatched Dwarves to help with construction. Many young human men with unmentionable intentions also volunteered, eager to help the beautiful Elves and give them a warm home.
It took nearly half a year to settle all thirty million Elves properly.
They could not have delayed any longer. The Elves transferred first had already grown somewhat weak, left drained by going so long without replenishing their energy from the Tree of Life.
Over those six months, the Dwarf Race transported vast quantities of soil from Cross Planet back to Blue Star, dumping it straight into the sea as landfill.
Surprisingly, it really did have an effect. Many humans suddenly felt that the air seemed fresher and their bodies felt more comfortable.
Large amounts of industrial equipment were also extracting Cross Planet's air...
They spent half a year doing this, leaving Cross utterly dumbfounded. What were they doing??
Going too far was as bad as not going far enough. Zhang Yang issued a decree permitting them to occupy 51% of the territory and achieve victory in the Star War.
That would also allow them to proceed to the next stage of research and development, turning the fruits of victory into strength for the Human Race.
He believed Ying Zheng had long since been itching to begin.
As large numbers of soldiers advanced, all the Star War's victory conditions were finally met.
[Congratulations! You have achieved victory in the Star War.] [You have the right to make any decision regarding Cross Planet's treasures.] [Treasures: Immortal Pool, small spirit vein, Immortal Stele of Enlightenment, Tree of Life ×3] [You have the right to decide Cross's fate. You may recruit him through surrender or convert him into energy.]
Upon hearing the notification, Zhang Yang immediately said, "Convert him into energy."
Cross suddenly manifested in the sky, then shattered into fragments and dissipated.
[Energy +2,000 points] [Balance: 2,022 points]
Zhang Yang gathered all the treasures and used his divine power to transport his soldiers back to Blue Star.
The Star Gate closed and vanished.
Zhang Yang returned to Blue Star and gazed at the treasures in his hands, filled with emotion.
These treasures were worth over ten thousand energy points. Launching Star Wars really was the way to make money.
The prerequisite for a Star War was that your Starfolk had to be strong enough.
A Star Lord could not simply sit back and watch without a care, either. The information on the myriad races that Zhang Yang had provided played a major role this time.
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you could fight a hundred battles without peril.
Before the war began, the Human Race already knew all the racial information about the Elf Race and the Immortal Race.
Zhang Yang had also upgraded the Dwarf Race's civilization level, allowing them to crush the opposing Elf Race.
Otherwise, the battle would not have been so easy.
Zhang Yang looked toward the Elf Race's settlements on the Heavenly Mystery Continent. Three plots of land had been reserved in advance for the Trees of Life.
The Human Race really was fortunate. There were still thirty-eight drops of Water of Life in the Trees of Life.
This, too, was a rare treasure. It could cure illnesses, make people younger, and add several decades to their lifespans.
However, its effects diminished with repeated use, until eventually it could no longer extend a person's lifespan and could only heal their body.
Now was a good opportunity. Taking the Water of Life after the revival of spiritual energy would produce somewhat better results.
Ying Zheng, the worker ordained by fate, would probably be delighted.
He was still very satisfied with Ying Zheng. It was good that the Qin Kingdom could continue like this.
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