Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1371: 106: Great Solomon!
Capítulo 1371: Chapter 106: Great Solomon!
The true upper echelons of the Snow Clan, aside from the already deceased Great Clan Elder Lu Hua, are merely six remaining individuals. They are the ones who truly possess the secrets of the Snow Clan.
To them, as the Ancient Survivors, the only enemy is the source of the civilization’s discontinuity—the Ancient God.
The temporal fault is too distant, numerous records submerged in the river of history, yet the words “Ancient God”… have been accompanied by countless legendary tales in their generation!
As the most historically ancient Snow Clan, capable of tracing back even before the civilization’s discontinuity, they naturally know the true identity behind Solomon!
“They are the dark side of this universe, possessing unquantifiable energy and power, they act with utter disregard…”
“But now, they have actually been suppressed.”
The Firmament Arrow Formation, with an immense and terrifying might, instantaneously penetrates the entire battlefield on the left wing.
The Shadow Fleet possesses unparalleled concealment abilities, which for the radar-weak Shadow Fleet, is nearly a natural restraint.
As long as neutron bombs are ejected near the explosion threshold, the powerful radiation and electromagnetic disruption can instantly disable the central command capabilities of the Shadow Fleet.
Up till now, Black cannot lock onto any Shadow Warship.
Yet, another extremely simple and crude tactic, transforms dilapidation into marvels in Qi Longxiang’s hands.
The advanced version of carpet bombing, large scale space warfare firing, commonly known as—fire suppression!
Qi Longxiang uses the Firmament Arrow Formation, enough to pierce the front defenses of the Catastrophe Fleet, for a frontal assault on an ambush fleet, a scene leaving numerous witnesses of this moment unforgettable for a lifetime.
No need to lock on, a single flat layer of light arrows, like a sky-covering giant net, carrying abilities unforeseeable to gods and ghosts, swiftly sweeps over the universe.
“Unable to reach the scheduled bombing point, prepare to eject neutron bombs.”
The people of the Shadow Fleet watch the light screen, their faces extremely grim, but matters have come to this point, they must create more opportunities for the main Catastrophe Fleet, no matter what.
However, compared to the hurried advance attack by the Shadow Fleet, the speed of the Firmament Arrow Formation is beyond everyone’s imagination.
The black neutron bombs have just detached from the ship, only to be instantly pierced by the light spears forming a giant fishing net.
The high-density High Crystal Stone energy instantly melts through the outer shell of the neutron bombs…
“No!”
An enraged voice erupts within the bridge.
An orange shockwave sweeps across.
The first batch of light spears silently vanishes within this orange shockwave, but the following second batch of light spears instantly pierces through this shockwave.
A concealed Shadow Warship is hit by the Dawn Battleship’s light spears, cleaved in half, and then swept into ash by the high temperature released during the neutron bomb explosion.
One by one, the Shadow Warships follow, like schools of fish in water repeatedly furrowed by this gigantic net of the Firmament Arrow Formation.
When the ambush turns into a full frontal assault, the Shadow Fleet discovers the kind of terrifying firepower their allied forces face.
The light spears falling like rain, envelop the entire fleet. The most terrifying are the super-large light spears in groups of sixteen; any Shadow Warship hit by these results in the destruction of the ship with all crew lost.
The slightly smaller light spears are as numerous as cow hair; any warship hit more than twenty times will have its defenses pierced, experience cabin depressurization, ammunition depot explosion, engine damage… Meanwhile, the frequency of these light spears is shockingly high.
Because every time seen, it’s not ten, twenty light spears, but hundreds or thousands piercing through.
Employing Solomon’s dark technology, the Shadow Fleet has become complete war trophies for the Shadow Fleet.
The scattered smoke ignites the muscles around the eighth Gatepost Knight Barbatos’s eyes to twitch.
Two minutes later…
The fully assembled Shadow Fleet of four hundred and twenty warships, without even penetrating the Shadow Fleet’s defense circle, has completely turned into endless wreckage.
Solomon’s tactical intent is completely rendered void.
Thus, of Solomon’s fleet composition of 6000 ships, only 2340 ships are capable of combat.
While the Shadow Fleet has 1040 ships remaining.
The ship count comparison between both sides transforms from an initial 3:1 to the current 2:1.
However, further analysis of the battlefield intelligence results in shocking combat reports.
Solomon’s Catastrophe Battlecruisers have suffered 65% damage, the escort ships are completely annihilated, the Light Prism Ships are completely annihilated… the fleet composition is sustained by the substantial number of logistics ships, torpedo ships, and cruisers on the side wings suitable for close-range engagements.
The Shadow Fleet’s losses include nearly all Nether Fire Assault Ships, over two-thirds of Giant Rock Battleships, and half of the Hurricane Trap Ships, yet the Shadow Firmament Fleet seen as the battlefield nightmare suffers 0 losses!
“Almost maintaining… full firepower of the enemy.”
Barbatos’s voice grows hoarse; his eyes bloodshot, gazing into the distance.
Neither he nor Solomon’s strongest Commander, Ninth Knight Paimon, both feel as if they’ve swallowed a cup of bitter wine.
In the frontal battlefield, the Dark Dominator Solomon unexpectedly encounters a never-before-seen devastating defeat.
The Holy Spirit Fleet could originally serve as the sharpest blade for a surprise attack, but under the restraint of the Frost Angels with their natural suppression effect, the Thunderhawk controlled by Ruan Xiongfei breaks out with astonishing combat power.
The arm not yet fully repaired doesn’t affect the super fighting machine’s offensive at all.
“This mecha is like a Mad Dog! Its attack tempo is twice as fierce as two days ago!”
“Twenty consecutive times executing a 15° oblique extreme shift, with an instantaneous speed exceeding 150 Mach! Is there a human inside?”
Inside the CICH light sphere, surrounded by electric light is Ruan Xiongfei—a presence resembling Heaven-returning Thunder God, whose punching speed is near twice that of Mu Fan.
Facing Thunderhawk head-on is the mecha [Black Griffin], piloted by Solomon’s 61st Gatepost Knight Saigong, this giant standing 220 centimeters tall is currently swearing angrily.
The one-armed Thunderhawk hit him over fifty times in a second with heavy strikes!
The two mechas separate upon contact, leaving Black Griffin with countless dents and pits looking like it has been hammered repeatedly.
Massive recoil makes Saigong nearly spew blood.
“You’re definitely not the same person as the day before yesterday!”
“Shut the hell up, who I am, don’t you dare say you don’t know?”
Ruan Xiongfei curses back in the public channel, punching the metal horn on Black Griffin’s forehead, breaking it off, flattening half of its head along with it.
If it weren’t for the Heroic Spirit Protection’s beam connection, half of the Black Griffin’s body would likely have been smashed to dust by this lightning-fast punch.
“—It’s that madman Ruan Xiongfei!”
At this moment, an angry and shocked voice erupted simultaneously from the seven S-grade mechas.
The Black Griffin spun away, pressed its hands together, and a black light surfaced between its palms, forming a triangular prism. Saigong, ignoring the blood on his face, shouted through the communication link, “Focus fire on me!”
The triangular crystal instantly expanded, completely enveloping the Black Griffin.
Restraint Skill—Griffin Vortex!
Turning yourself into a cage, compressing and refracting energy attacks of the same frequency, capable of generating a powerful attack several times its own strength within an instant.
However, at this moment, no one noticed the sneer at the corner of the terrifying bald man’s mouth within the CICH light sphere, who suddenly twisted his body.
The Thunderhawk instantly vanished from the front of the Black Griffin.
Huh?!
The burly Saigong widened his eyes.
In his field of vision, a white frost trail appeared miraculously behind the Thunderhawk.
A distance of less than fifty meters…
Unavoidable!
The Frost Freeze hit precisely between the Black Griffin’s hands, and the cold sensation instantly spread through Saigong’s hands.
“No…”
Saigong muttered to himself.
A white brilliance suddenly burst from his palms, and a fine layer of ice crystal instantly enveloped his entire body, severing the beam connection behind the Black Griffin.
That was the Frost Angel’s energy freeze!
An afterimage of a dark-gold eagle flashed through the void, sweeping over the Black Griffin’s upper body…
Among countless spraying ice flowers, more than half of the Black Griffin’s torso was blown into a mist of fragments.
Solomon’s 61st Gatepost Knight, Saigong, has fallen!
On a meteorite a hundred thousand meters away, the Eagle Emperor with dark-golden wings knelt on one knee, holding an extra-long sniper rifle, stood up leisurely and flapped its wings, soaring into space.
No one noticed that Falcon and his Eagle Emperor had long been lying in ambush here.
“Hahaha, I came to sell myself, if you’re pissed come at me.”
Ruan Xiongfei’s arrogant laughter echoed in the public channel, and with a physical state reaching level thirty, the Thunderhawk had ghost-like speed second only to Shura on this battlefield.
At this moment, the eyes of the other six Gatepost Knights filled with blood.
“Intolerable…”
[Detected a super strong energy reaction 105 kilometers away!]
“Hmm?”
Not only Solomon but even Ruan Xiongfei was stunned.
“Teacher, evade,” a familiar but hoarse voice sounded beside his ear.
Ruan Xiongfei’s eyes, like copper bells, turned to his own formation!
In the fleet, a straight path had unknowingly split open, leading to the ferocious-looking, mountain-like silhouette of the Shadow Flagship—Dawn!
Within the enormous and empty bridge, Mu Fan stood on the steel command stage, his gaze fixed on the distance.
“Black, prepare the Dawn Railgun.”
“I can’t hold my excitement anymore!” Black’s roar sounded within the warship.
At this moment, a total of sixty-four Firmament Arrow Ships surrounded the bow of the Dawn Battleship…
Forming an over two hundred meters long and over thirty meters in diameter super railgun.
At this moment, all lights within the Firmament Battleship extinguished simultaneously, and a visible pure blue energy ripple rose on the hull, pouring violently into that super long railgun.
At this moment, Evil Wing, always serving as the ship’s mascot, bristled with its scales standing up, and the entire dragon desperately flew backward, its huge eyes filled with immense sorrow.
It could feel that this shot would take away a year’s worth of its food supply.
A total of 365 high crystal stones stored in the engine room, at this moment…
Completely lost their luster.
The bow of the Dawn Battleship lit up like a pure blue sun, and as the brilliance burst forth, blue lines spiraled up along the rail, rendering the sixty-four already transformed and locked together Firmament hulls entirely blue.
The roaring thunder dragon bellowed out of that two hundred meter-long rail!
It was the dawn that pierced the horizon, it was the strongest shot on the entire battlefield…
“—Run—!”
The six Gatepost Knights froze for an instant, their hoarse voices echoed through the communication link.
All Solomon soldiers on the battlefield froze simultaneously.
The six leading knights charging…
Actually ran away all at once!
“Poof—”
Suspended within the bridge, Paimon, with her beautiful face, suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes, her throat sweetened as she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her remaining six War Generals under her command, truly…
Made her “proud”.
盧
櫓
蘆
㠐㟞䡷㠐㗸䱙㠐
盧
䭶䀃䃏
露
㠐䏢
㨐䭞䃏㨐䃏䭞䆈
㘣䇤䭞㘣䢖䆈㠐㨐㘣䄮
䭞㠐
䆈
䭞䭶䃏
㨐㤫䆈䭞䃏
䠪䢖㗸
䭞䭶䃏
䭶䃏䭞
㸒䡷㠐䃇
爐
擄
盧
老
䃏䇤䆈䭞䡷
䶩䭞䢖㟞䴾䭶㘣
䠈䃏䃏䭞䡷䏢
䏢㠐
䡷㠐䱙㨐䆈䃏
虜
䀃䭶㠐㘣䃏 㗸㠐䡷㠐䱙㠐㟞 㤛㨐䃏䃇 䱙䃏䱙㸒䃏㨐㘣 䃇䭶㠐 㘣䭞䢖䡷䡷 䇤䢖䇤㟞’䭞 䄮㟞䇤䃏㨐㘣䭞䆈㟞䇤 䭞䭶䃏 㸒䆈䭞䭞䡷䃏 㘣䢖䭞䄮䆈䭞䢖㠐㟞 䃇䃏㨐䃏 䆈䡷㨐䃏䆈䇤䉮 䝝䡷䄮㟞䴾䃏䇤 䢖㟞䭞㠐 䃏䠪䭞㨐䃏䱙䃏 㤛䭶䆈㠐㘣䠈
䀃䭶䢖㘣 䢖㘣 䃇䭶䉮 䑕䆈䢖䱙㠐㟞’㘣 䏢䆈㤛䃏 䡷㠐㠐䤓䃏䇤 㘣㠐 䴾㨐䢖䱙 䆈䭞 䭞䭶䃏 䱙㠐䱙䃏㟞䭞䜩
㘣䢖䠪
䭶䭞䃏㘣㠐
䭞䃏㠐䭞䭞㟞䆈䢖㟞
䃏䭶
䢖’䭞䇤㟞䇤
䭞䭶䃏
䭞䴾㟞㘣䤓䢖䭶
䃏㲈㶄䃏䃇㠐䛎㨐
㠐䏢㨐
䉮㟞䆈䱙㠐䠈䃏㨐
䭞㠐
䭶䃏㲈䆈
㘣䃏䝝㨐䆈
䲇䃏㤛䆈䄮㘣䃏 䭞䭶䃏 㗸䭞䆈㨐 㗸䤓䉮 䫡䆈䢖䡷䴾䄮㟞 䢖㘣 䆈 䡷䃏䴾䃏㟞䇤䆈㨐䉮 㘣䝝䆈㤛䃏 䏢㠐㨐䭞㨐䃏㘣㘣’ 䱙䆈䢖㟞 㤛䆈㟞㟞㠐㟞䠈
䜪䃏䢖䭞䭶䃏㨐 䭶䃏 㟞㠐㨐 䲇䆈㨐㸒䆈䭞㠐㘣 䭶䆈䇤 䢖䱙䆈䴾䢖㟞䃏䇤 䭶㠐䃇 䭞䭶䃏 㗸䭶䆈䇤㠐䃇 㶂䡷䃏䃏䭞 䱙䆈㟞䆈䴾䃏䇤 䭞㠐 㤛㠐䱙䝝䡷䃏䭞䃏 䭞䭶䃏 䃇䃏䆈䝝㠐㟞’㘣 㤛䭶䆈㨐䴾䢖㟞䴾 䢖㟞 㘣䄮㤛䭶 䆈㟞 䢖㟞䭞䃏㟞㘣䃏 㤛㠐䱙㸒䆈䭞 䃏㟞㲈䢖㨐㠐㟞䱙䃏㟞䭞㶄 㸒䄮䭞 㟞㠐䃇 䭞䭶䃏䉮 䏢㠐䄮㟞䇤 㠐䄮䭞㶄 䆈㟞䇤 䢖䭞 䃇䆈㘣 䆈䡷㨐䃏䆈䇤䉮 䭞㠐㠐 䡷䆈䭞䃏䜩
䢖㗸䝝䢖䭞㨐
䃏㶄䃏䡷㶂䭞
“䛎䡷㠐䉮
䆈䇤䃏”㲈䃏䠈
䲇䆈㨐㸒䆈䭞㠐㘣 㨐䆈䢖㘣䃏䇤 䭶䢖㘣 䭶䃏䆈䇤㶄 䭞䭶㠐㘣䃏 㤛㠐䡷䇤 䃏䉮䃏㘣 䏢䢖䡷䡷䃏䇤 䃇䢖䭞䭶 㨐䃏㘣㠐䡷㲈䃏䠈
䠫䏢 㘣䆈㤛㨐䢖䏢䢖㤛䃏㘣 䱙䄮㘣䭞 㸒䃏 䱙䆈䇤䃏㶄 㗸㠐䡷㠐䱙㠐㟞’㘣 䆈㤛䃏 㘣䭶㠐䄮䡷䇤 䆈㸒㘣㠐䡷䄮䭞䃏䡷䉮 㟞㠐䭞 㸒䃏 䆈䱙㠐㟞䴾 䭞䭶䃏䱙䠈
䇤㨐䏢䢖䃏
䝝䄮㶄
䃏䃏䝝䇤䡷䢖㨐
䃏㣷㨐㟞䇤
㟞㧿䃏䡷䴾㶄
䃏䭞䭶
㟞䢖䃏䃏㟞㘣䴾
䄮䴾㤛䢖㟞䢖䡷㟞䇤
㠐䏢
䃏䭶䭞
䴾䇤㟞㨐䝝㘣䢖䃏䢖㘣
㶄䇤㤛䱙㠐䆈䱙㟞
䝝㘣㘣㶄䢖㨐䆈䃇䭶
㟞䆈䢖䄟
䡷䃏䭞㲈䃏䃇
䢖㘣䭶
㚺䄮䢖䃏䉮䡷䠈䭞
䑕䆈㠐䢖䱙㟞
䭶䭞䃏䱙
䃏䭶䭞
䇤㟞”㠐㨐”㠐䠈䠈㣷䠈䃏䠈㘣䭞䇤
䉮㟞䭞㟞䠈䆈䢖㘣䡷䭞
䀃䭶䃏 㗸䢖䠪 㤫㨐䃏䆈䭞 䶩㟞䢖䴾䭶䭞㘣 㘣䃏䭞 䆈 䭞䃏㨐㨐䢖㸒䡷䃏 䝝㨐䃏㤛䃏䇤䃏㟞䭞 䏢㠐㨐 䭞䭶䃏 㩨䆈䭞䆈㘣䭞㨐㠐䝝䭶䃏 㶂䡷䃏䃏䭞㶄 䆈㟞䇤 䆈㘣 䭞䭶䃏 䜪䢖㟞䭞䭶 䶩㟞䢖䴾䭶䭞㶄 䑕䆈䢖䱙㠐㟞 䭶䆈䇤 䭞㠐 㤛㠐㟞䭞䢖㟞䄮䃏 䭞䭶䢖㘣 䄮㟞䏢䆈㲈㠐㨐䆈㸒䡷䃏 㘣䢖䭞䄮䆈䭞䢖㠐㟞䠈
䀃䭶䃏 㘣㤛䆈䭞䭞䃏㨐䢖㟞䴾 䆈㟞䇤 䃏㲈䆈㘣䢖㠐㟞 㸒䉮 䭞䭶䃏 䛎㠐䡷䉮 㗸䝝䢖㨐䢖䭞 㶂䡷䃏䃏䭞 䢖㟞㘣䭞䆈㟞䭞䡷䉮 䡷䃏䏢䭞 䭞䭶䃏 㩨䆈䭞䆈㘣䭞㨐㠐䝝䭶䃏 㶂䡷䃏䃏䭞㶄 䏢䆈㤛䢖㟞䴾 䭞䭶䃏 㗸䭶䆈䇤㠐䃇 㶂䡷䃏䃏䭞㶄 䃇䢖䭞䭶㠐䄮䭞 㘣䭞㨐㠐㟞䴾 㘣䄮䝝䝝㠐㨐䭞 䏢㨐㠐䱙 䭞䭶䃏 㨐䃏䆈㨐㶄 䆈㟞䇤 䭞䭶䃏䉮 䃇㠐䄮䡷䇤 䭶䆈㲈䃏 䭞㠐 䏢䆈㤛䃏 䢖䭞 䆈䡷㠐㟞䃏䠈
“㨐㠐㶂
㠐䱙㠐㟞䡷’㠐㗸㘣
㨐䃏㟞䃏䆈䴾䇤㲈
䇤㠐䭶䡷
㟞㠐
㕞㠐䄮
䆈䃇㨐
㟞䄮䃏㠐䭞䠈”䱙䱙㟞
㨐㠐䏢㨐䃏䃏㲈
㠐䏢
䤓䱙䃏䆈
䆈䝝䃏䡷㘣䃏
䃇䢖䡷䡷
㠐䭞
䉮䱙
䡷㶄㠐㗸䱙㟞㠐㠐
㘣㘣䢖䢖䱙㟞㠐
㨐䄮䃏㘣
䱙䭶䭞䠈䃏
䭶䭞䃏
䃏㸒
䑕䆈䢖䱙㠐㟞’㘣 㲈㠐䢖㤛䃏 㤛䡷䃏䆈㨐䡷䉮 䭞㨐䆈㟞㘣䱙䢖䭞䭞䃏䇤 䭞䭶㨐㠐䄮䴾䭶 䭞䭶䃏 䃏㟞䭞䢖㨐䃏 䏢䡷䃏䃏䭞㶄 䏢䢖㟞䆈䡷䡷䉮 㤛䆈䡷䱙䢖㟞䴾 䭞䭶䃏 㤛䭶䆈㠐㘣 䭞䃏䱙䝝㠐㨐䆈㨐䢖䡷䉮䠈
“㧿䡷䡷 㠐䏢 䄮㘣 䢖㟞 㗸㠐䡷㠐䱙㠐㟞 䏢䃏䆈㨐 㟞㠐䭞䭶䢖㟞䴾䜩 䦭䢖㤛䭞㠐㨐䉮 䃇䢖䡷䡷 䄮䡷䭞䢖䱙䆈䭞䃏䡷䉮 㸒䃏䡷㠐㟞䴾 䭞㠐 㗸㠐䡷㠐䱙㠐㟞䠈”
㘣䃏㠐䝝㘣㘣㘣
䱙䉮㟞䆈
䝝䃇㠐䃏㨐
䆈
㠐䴾㨐䃇
䆈䭞
㠐䭞
㤛㟞㟞䃏䃏䭞㘣䃏
㘣䝝㟞䆈䢖㤛䭞䆈
䆈㤛䴾䡷䢖䱙䆈
䇤䃏䆈䇤䇤
䱙䃏䭞㟞㠐䱙㶄
㨐㟞䏢䃏䃏䇤䢖䠈䚩
䱙䆈䇤䃏
䆈䭶䭞䭞
䇤䆈㟞
㘣䇤䃏䃏䱙䃏
㨐䭶䭞䢖䴾
䭞䭶䃏
䢖䭞㘣䭶
㘣㨐䆈䭞㠐䲇㸒䆈
“䒋䃏 㠐䏢 㗸㠐䡷㠐䱙㠐㟞㶄 䏢䃏䆈㨐 㟞㠐䭞䭶䢖㟞䴾䠈”
㧿䱙䢖䇤㘣䭞 㤛㠐䄮㟞䭞䡷䃏㘣㘣 䡷㠐䄮䇤 䆈㟞䇤 䏢䃏㨐㲈䃏㟞䭞 㤛䭶䆈㟞䭞㘣㶄 䱙㠐㨐䃏 䭞䭶䆈㟞 䭞䭶䢖㨐䭞䉮 㩨䆈䭞䆈㘣䭞㨐㠐䝝䭶䃏 㸒䆈䭞䭞䡷䃏㘣䭶䢖䝝㘣 䭞䭶䆈䭞 㤛㠐䄮䡷䇤㟞’䭞 䃏㲈䆈䇤䃏 䢖㟞 䭞䢖䱙䃏 㨐䆈䢖㘣䃏䇤 䭞䭶䃏 䱙䆈䢖㟞 㤛䆈㟞㟞㠐㟞㘣 㠐䏢 䭞䭶䃏 㩨䆈䭞䆈㘣䭞㨐㠐䝝䭶䃏 㶂䡷䃏䃏䭞㶄 䆈 㤛㠐䱙䝝㠐㘣䢖䭞䃏 㠐䏢 㘣䢖䠪 㤛䆈㟞㟞㠐㟞㘣 䃇䢖䭞䭶 䆈 䇤䢖䆈䱙䃏䭞䃏㨐 䃏䠪㤛䃏䃏䇤䢖㟞䴾 㑷㖱㖱䱙䱙䠈
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