Night Walker said, "I was bored traveling alone, so bringing along a few little ones makes things more interesting."
Night Walker chatted with them for a while, then walked to the rear of the bridge and looked at Blue Star steadily shrinking in the distance.
When the spacecraft took off, Night Walker had told Lin Feng to leave a Mental Body aboard the ship as a way out for himself.
If they were truly defeated, he could use the Mental Body to open a spatial gate and send himself straight onto the spacecraft.
Lin Feng rejected his proposal. He intended to live and die with Blue Star.
Lin Feng was actively preparing for war.
First, he used points to raise all the martial arts he had obtained from Ying Tian's memories to their perfected realms, further refining his martial arts system.
He also used points on the Nether Clone Art that Night Walker had taught him.
Although there was no upper limit to condensing Netherworld Clones, he could only condense one per month.
Even in thirty years, he could only condense three hundred and sixty.
Fortunately, condensing Netherworld Clones did not interfere with Lin Feng doing other things.
Lin Feng made a trip to the military headquarters and shared with everyone the information from Ying Tian's mind regarding the Celestial Fleet.
After learning of the Celestial Fleet's firepower configuration, everyone in the military headquarters fell silent.
The disparity in strength was simply too vast.
The Celestial Fleet had three thousand large main battleships, including ten motherships equipped with Star Annihilator Cannons.
The fleet also had twenty thousand medium warships, over a hundred thousand small warships, and armor suits and fighter craft numbering in the tens of millions.
To ensure that this war proceeded smoothly, the Supreme had brought only