Shadows of the Deep Space Chapter 1599: 522: It’s Not Impossible_3

Capítulo 1599: Chapter 522: It’s Not Impossible_3

What about dealing with the soldiers from the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country and the Dark Star Empire who were posted in the Shabask Kingdom?

What other choice do we have except to seize them? There weren't a lot of troops remaining anyway; the primary forces had been pulled out already.

Alifei clarified this for Su Ming.

Understood.

Su Ming gave a nod.

However, your journey to the Bright Star Sea this round should help steady the situation there!

It's not quite that big a deal; I'm merely heading over for a check. Oh, and Alifei, could you keep my visit to the Bright Star Sea under wraps? Don't want word spreading to too many ears.

Sure thing, you can count on me.

Appreciate it.

No worries at all; here's your quarters—does it suit you?

Alifei guided Su Ming right up to the entrance of a wide chamber.

Looks good enough.

Su Ming cast a quick look around and answered.

Okay then, if there's anything you require, give me a shout. I've got to handle some duties now; the vessel's preparing to depart.

Carry on!

Catch you soon.

With everything sorted, Alifei headed off.

In no time, the Level 5 Battleship·Harmony lifted slowly from the spaceport, departing the Third Planet.

Right now, beyond the Third Planet's starfield, a fleet of transport vessels and warships had lingered in wait.

Once the Level 5 Battleship·Harmony linked up with them, the group fired up their Superluminal Flight Devices, vanishing into Subspace.

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Mist Star Sea.

The deep void of space, dotted with swirling masses of pale, foggy nebulae.

Gazing into the far reaches, the whole cosmos appeared draped in layers of white fog and haze.

Currently, eerie glows flickered near the mist's boundary, resembling beacons lost in the fog.

Drawing closer to those illuminations, enormous specialized mechanical lanterns came into view, lined up in dual rows akin to roadside lamps, stretching from the mist's fringe inward, clearing the haze to carve out a direct route.

This route kept delving deeper, ultimately arriving at a cleared expanse of starry void free from the fog.

In the heart of that space, a massive Spiral Fortress·Black Tide Fortress, spanning a thousand kilometers and built from solid black alloy, floated silently. Orbiting the Black Tide Fortress were gem-like mechanical outposts and enormous sunflower-patterned orbital armaments, plus swarms of warships and mech squadrons.

Right then, minor defense armaments were getting fused together; mechs herded the combined units toward the fortress or into Level 5 Transport Ships.

The open comms line buzzed with pressing commands nonstop.

Move it, grab every weapon in sight, ditch the rest, and rig delayed explosives!

Captain, doesn't this seem like a huge loss?

With time running out like this, quit yapping and follow orders!

Affirmative.

….

Within the control hub of the Legendary Level Star Destroyer·Wind Dome.

Mo Xiu occupied the captain's seat, flanked by a handful of tough commanders.

In addition to Commander Luoqi and his crew, two figures radiated intense authority.

One donned gray Symbiotic Armor, boasting a frame as sturdy as a tiger's loins and a bear's shoulders, his form rippling with rock-hard muscles, a savage mark slashing across his left face, and eyes that shot out a frosty menace. + General

This was the Federation Third Legion Commander·Fakadis.

The second was a lady in pale blue Symbiotic Armor, her azure locks flowing long, her face soft and composed, exuding remarkable poise; she served as the Federation Fourth Legion Commander·Qian Lin.

Mo Xiu, the withdrawal efforts are nearing completion.

Qian Lin checked the display panel and informed Mo Xiu.

Got it.

Mo Xiu responded, his tone subdued.

Suddenly, a warning flashed across the panel.

Alert: Incoming long-range hail from Blood Ridge Fortress!

The crew member startled, then pivoted to alert Mo Xiu.

Sir Mo Xiu, we've got an incoming message from the Dark Star Empire's Blood Ridge Fortress—shall we take it?

Those scum reaching out now? Can't be anything decent. My take? Ignore the lot.

Fakadis muttered to Mo Xiu.

Mo Xiu's face shifted through emotions before he decided coolly.

Link it up; let's hear their game.

Understood!

The operator swiftly carried out the directive.

Instantly, the holographic projection of the Dark Star Empire Fifth Legion Commander·Moteri materialized in front of Mo Xiu and the group.

Moteri, you? Didn't expect this.

Mo Xiu eyed the appearing Moteri with some astonishment; he'd figured on Commander Aus instead.

And why not me?

Moteri retorted with an icy grin.

Save the chit-chat; get to the point, and make it quick.

Mo Xiu snapped at Moteri.

Ha, fellow neighbors like us—I'm just dropping by to say goodbye!

Moteri quipped, smirking.

Hmph, crocodile tears for a dead rat—pure fakery.

Mo Xiu held back his ire, answering flatly.

Oh come on, your tongue's as sharp as always. Weren't you the one preaching 'no retreat' not long ago? I recall it clear as day. Funny how fast you've swallowed those brave words.

Moteri chuckled loudly.

Button it, you mutt! We'll carve up that flea-bitten hound one day!

Fakadis and the rest bellowed in rage.

Bring it, you pack of curs— all bark, no bite, cowards to the core.

Moteri sneered disdainfully.

Moteri, your taunts today will cost you dearly someday.

Mo Xiu quelled his fury, fixing Moteri with a stare as he spoke.

Looking forward to it.

Moteri grinned before cutting the link.

Damn it all, what gall!

Luo Kui and company spat curses in fury.