The live broadcast of Havilah’s Supre Leader, Heirlan, was not only shown to all citizens on the First and Third Planets, as well as those in space, but also transmitted via super-distance communication to the nearly ten billion citizens on the Second Planet who had not yet been evacuated.
At this mont, the people’s hanging hearts finally settled, having completely given up hope.
Even the Supre Leader’s mother and the relatives of various civilization high-ranking officials had been sent back to the Second Planet; it was no longer possible for anyone to evacuate from the Second Planet.
Purification was now a foregone conclusion.
At this mont, in the clear sky of the Second Planet, intense flashes continued to erupt, like stars appearing in an instant and then vanishing just as quickly.
The vast sky seed to be hosting a lively fireworks display.
Many people sat numbly, unmoving, quietly awaiting their fate. But even more people chose, in these final monts of their lives, to take out their communicators and bid farewell to distant relatives and friends.
"My dear child, rember, though I die in the purification of our civilization, the murderer is not the Supre Leader, nor is it our civilization, but our enemy, Humanity.
My dear child, you must avenge , you must, otherwise, even upon entering the Divine Kingdom, I will not be able to close my eyes."
"My dear wife, I love you so much, but unfortunately, I cannot continue to accompany you in the future."
"Wuwu, Father, I’m so scared."
The sounds of sorrowful weeping initially appeared only in small areas, but quickly spread to the entire planet, and then, following the super-distance communication links, diffused to every corner of the entire Lyra G16 Solar System.
At this mont, the civilization’s total population of several hundred billion people all fell into an uncontrollable grief.
The entire nation wept together!
Amidst this endless sorrow and pain, splendid "fireworks" erupted from various parts of the planet.
Infinite light and heat swept across the entire planet. While annihilating all technological facilities, they also took away tens of billions of lives.
In the First Conference Room, Heirlan slowly raised his head.
At this mont, there was no sadness or pain on his face, only tranquility.
He keenly perceived a point.
Accompanying this event, it seed... the entire civilization’s spiritual outlook had undergone an earth-shattering change.
The entire civilization, nearly three hundred billion people, had now cast aside all distracting thoughts and were truly united.
A grieving army... must win!
At the sa ti, although their civilization instantly lost over 700,000 warships due to the opponent’s attack thod, whose principle was still unknown, besides the warriors on the Second Planet, none of their other qualified warriors were lost.
Furthermore, based on existing clues, it is highly probable that the opponent’s attack thod was a one-ti attack and could not be used a second ti within a short period!
Their civilization still had nearly 800,000 warships that could be mobilized! The reserve of unmanned combat forces was equally vast!
From a superficial strength perspective, they still held the advantage.
And at this mont, the people’s morale was high; it was foreseeable that both their combat power and industrial production capacity would experience a surge.
Undoubtedly, although the fall of the Second Planet caused significant losses to their side, it... prompted their side to transform into an unprecedentedly strong state.
Revenge! Revenge!
Heirlan slowly raised his head.
He seed to hear the common cry and wish from workers, civilians, rchants, officials, scientists, wealthy individuals... from every city, every planet, every spaceship... from every social stratum, every compatriot, everyone.
Revenge! Revenge!
No matter what their past status, no matter what internal contradictions or conflicts existed in the past, at this mont, everything was set aside. Only one word remained in everyone’s hearts.
Revenge, revenge!
Defeat the Human Civilization and avenge their fallen compatriots!
Then...
Heirlan’s voice was calm and solemn.
"I order the fleet to assemble for revenge!
Although the enemy has taken the Second Planet, their fleet has suffered too much damage and cannot recover in the short term. Now is their period of weakness.
I order the civilization to enter a state of martial law, all factories to operate at full capacity, all reserves to be conscripted, and all forces, all spaceships, and unmanned combat facilities to be mobilized and sent to the Second Planet... for revenge!"
Revenge! Revenge!
At this mont, this word echoed through the sky.
The entire Havilah Civilization mobilized with unprecedented efficiency. Large numbers of warships completed their assembly in the shortest possible ti. Mountains and seas of logistical supplies and fleets rapidly gathered.
At the sa ti, on the Second Planet, the purification work was completed, and the combat mission of the remaining fleet was finally accomplished. Thus, all warships assembled and desperately broke through the enemy’s encirclent.
At this mont, there was no longer any combat force belonging to the Havilah Civilization on the Second Planet.
The clone where Tom’s consciousness resided stood quietly before the viewport, gazing at the not-so-bright star in space.
It was rapidly weakening.
That was the trailing fla of the Havilah fleet’s departure.
At this mont, his strategic objective was finally achieved; the Second Planet had finally co into his hands!
At this mont, Tom’s heart was filled with excitent.
Although the opponent had purified all technological facilities on the Second Planet and killed all personnel before withdrawing, leaving him with not even a single hair, it... didn’t matter!
As long as there was a planet, it was fine!
"Under my coercion, you had no choice but to abandon the Second Planet, no choice but to purify all facilities on the planet and kill all personnel. Your civilization must be in great sorrow at this stage, right?
You deserve it!
Why didn’t you let go back then? Why did you stir up trouble and actively dispatch a fleet to cut off my retreat!
You deserve to lose however many people you do!
Perhaps your civilization will beco even more cohesive because of this sorrow, erupting with even stronger combat power, and will thus have the confidence to launch so-called revenge operations against ?
Then co on, co on!
Even if I lost two billion clones, what of it!
If I don’t annihilate your civilization, I will have lived in vain as a Clone Disaster!"
At this mont, on the Second Planet, the effects caused by the nurous large-yield hydrogen bomb explosions had not yet subsided.
Countless areas were covered in lava, countless areas experienced frequent earthquakes, countless volcanoes were erupting violently, and countless areas were ravaged by strong winds.
Large amounts of smoke and dust poured into the sky, almost completely covering the entire planet.
At this mont, it was as if a layer of barrier had been added to the planet.
The environnt had deteriorated to an unimaginable extent.
But... it didn’t matter!
Even the original Bluetoth Civilization had the capability to carry out large-scale infrastructure construction on Venus. And now, I am a genuine Strong Nuclear Civilization!
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