"That was... an enemy attack!"
When those brown spheres flew into the air and suddenly exploded, forming a Flesh Giant Net suspended overhead, the major roared.
The cheers within the fleet came to an abrupt halt.
The Flesh Giant Net, thousands of meters high and tens of thousands of meters wide, had appeared so suddenly that it was utterly shocking.
For a moment, the crew members' minds went blank.
Those damned bugs had actually launched an attack on them?
They were the hz1 Assault Fleet, composed entirely of Level Seven warships.
Once they recovered, the only emotion the crew felt was rage—the fury of being provoked by ants.
"Major, we can complete the general's assigned mission this time." A captain grinned.
The major sneered. "Enter combat formation. Let's see what these bugs can do."
Amid a series of thuds, seven gigantic Crystal Balls shot from the deck once more, and Heavenstrike Lightning Mode activated again.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, blasting a massive hole directly through the Flesh Giant Net.
Another bolt flashed past, opening another hole.
Soon, countless bolts of lightning struck, riddling the Flesh Giant Net with holes.
"Hahaha, that's all they've got."
The soldiers burst into laughter.
Yet amid their laughter, the ruptured sections of the brown Flesh Giant Net began to squirm. Before the crew's eyes, they healed in just two or three seconds.
"It can regenerate!?"
The major froze. Seeing this unbelievable sight, surprise finally entered his voice.
"Major, radar scans have failed. Our detection signals have been cut off."
"Then keep firing! Blast them until they can't heal anymore! All ships, prepare to charge."
The crew responded with a roar, their fighting spirit rising once more. After all these years, what kind of storms had they not weathered?
However, just