Daisen Dazhi cried out in alarm because, for the first time, the Moon Whisper's continuously rising speed had begun to drop!
He looked into the distance. Though they had consecutively destroyed four warships, two heavy assault ships were now closing in endlessly on the Moon Whisper.
This time, those assault ships seemed wary of the Crescent Moon Crossbow's attack power. Rather than approaching too closely, they hung far back, continuously coordinating with the firepower units to suppress them with artillery fire.
And this time, torpedo ships had appeared as well. Six Photon Torpedoes charged toward them with terrifying destructive power.
At the edge of his vision, he could even see faint shadows beginning to spread out from the two assault ships.
"Aerial mecha units, Photon Torpedoes... Bastards, are they trying to make sure we die without leaving a corpse?"
"Hold steady."
Daisen Dazhi yanked the control levers with both hands, and the ship suddenly surged upward against its momentum.
Pure-white torpedo trails swept past beneath the hull. After vanishing into the starry sky not far ahead of the ship, terrifying mushroom clouds silently bloomed.
That was the maximum detonation distance set for the Photon Torpedoes.
They had dodged the first wave, but the second wave...
During the delay caused by the Photon Torpedo attack, the shadows flying out from the warships had already drawn faintly closer.
The outlines of those shadows gradually became clear.
They were...
Twelve-meter-tall earth-yellow mechas. Their armor made Mu Fan's eyes narrow instinctively.
From afar, those mechas were nowhere near as exquisite as the Federation's or the Interstellar Mecha Association's mechas.
Yet they possessed a different kind of natural beauty.
Their elbow joints, shoulders, waists, and knees were all covered with armor plates bearing wood grain, like ancient warriors wearing both wooden and iron armor.
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