At this mont, Tom felt that the decades of pent-up frustration erupted in an instant. He felt that after being constrained for decades, he could finally exert his full strength, finally wield the weapon in his hand, and strike it hard against the enemy.
Repeated fierce explosions, rapid maneuvers, penetrations, divisions, encirclents, and annihilations were constantly played out in this starfield.
In just a few days, this fleet of over 5,000 battleships was completely annihilated by Tom.
Even the flagship equivalent to his own Mars-class battleship did not escape!
Situations similar to this one were constantly unfolding across the entire battlefield.
With the gravity armor, Tom’s battleships went berserk.
"Exhilarating, exhilarating!"
Tom roared in his heart, and after annihilating another Purple Moon Fleet, he imdiately shifted his attention to another enemy fleet.
After the initial chaos, the Purple Moon Fleet quickly reacted, and began to constantly entangle with Tom, relying on the superior performance of their battleships.
The battle quickly beca a stalemate, and Tom’s side also began to have battleships destroyed.
Boom!
Facing tens of thousands of energy cannon shells, although Tom tried his best to resist, he was still hit by so shells.
As luck would have it, the Earth-class battleship was hit precisely in the location of its nuclear fusion reactor.
This imdiately led to a rapid decrease in energy supply and a significant reduction in power.
In such a chaotic battlefield situation, the destruction of this Earth-class battleship where Blue was located beca unavoidable.
"Blue, go!"
Tom roared, and following the tactics that had been practiced many tis and emphasized many tis by Tom, Blue’s body imdiately undulated, transferring instantly to an adjacent battleship at an incredible speed, once again entering the protection range of the energy shield.
And after holding on for a few more minutes, that Earth-class battleship finally exploded with a roar, turning into interstellar dust.
Blue then perford another "leap," jumping to yet another spaceship.
Leaping continuously in this manner, Blue got closer and closer to Satellite No. 1, finally entering the planetary defense periter and becoming completely safe.
"Blue, go rest imdiately!"
"Yes!"
This ti, after fighting continuously for over ten days, and having neutralized at least tens of thousands of Gravity Cannon attacks, Blue was utterly exhausted.
But it didn’t matter; Tom had long built a large number of high-gravity chambers capable of reaching up to 5,000 tis Earth’s gravity.
The Gravity beings retreating from the space battlefield entered these chambers according to the guidance, and were imdiately enveloped by the high-gravity environnt and high-temperature, high-pressure matter.
Although it still couldn’t compare to the environnt on the surface of a white dwarf, it was still sufficient to replenish the tired bodies of the Gravity beings.
"Whew..." ( ￣▽￣)
Entering the high-pressure cabin, Blue sighed contentedly, as if a weary traveler had finally soaked in a hot spring.
Countless chaotic electromagnetic wave signals were transmitted within the cabin.
"I took out 3 enemy battleships!"
"I took out 2!"
"Alas, it’s a pity, I didn’t even take out one before my battleship was destroyed, and I was even injured."
At this mont, Blue was full of pride: "I took out 7!"
"Amazing!" ( ´ﾟдﾟ)
Battleships were constantly being destroyed in space, and Gravity beings were constantly returning to the planet’s surface by "jumping" between battleships, entering high-pressure cabins to rest and heal. At the sa ti, Gravity beings who had finished resting continuously left, attaching themselves to the battleships newly constructed by Tom, heading to space, and joining the battlefield.
With the addition of the Gravity beings, the tide of the entire battlefield was quietly reversed.
At this mont, Tom’s long-suppressed super industrial strength finally ca into play.
In the previous stage, even if I produced battleships and combat facilities with all my might, I could only barely break even with the consumption.
But now, with the Gravity Armor, the rate of loss of my battleships and combat facilities has been greatly reduced, but my industrial capacity has not decreased.
This led to more and more battleships belonging to Tom’s side in space!
By this point, the number of battleships under Tom in space had reached 2 million! And because there were too many battleships, they couldn’t be operated all at once, so there were still hundreds of thousands of battleships that hadn’t joined the battlefield!
One lost would be replaced by one, and Tom’s combat power in the battlefield always remained at its peak.
In contrast, while the Purple Moon Civilization was also producing with all its might, how could it compare to Tom?
Even if Tom’s side had a limited number of Gravity beings and couldn’t equip every battleship with Gravity Armor, so what?
Over a million battleships with Gravity Armor were already completely sufficient to suppress the Purple Moon Fleet, while the remaining ones without Gravity Armor could simply provide support.
At this mont, on the G76d Planet battlefield, Tom completely gained the upper hand.
On the spaceship, in the eting room.
The atmosphere was more solemn than ever. Purple Moon Leader gritted his teeth tightly: "Gravity beings, it’s Gravity beings!"
That small fleet that broke through earlier, it turns out they went to call for reinforcents!
How could the Bluetoth know that there was a Gravity being Ethnic Group in this area! And how could those Gravity beings obey the call of the Bluetoth and co to assist them in battle!"
He couldn’t figure out these questions.
But whether he could figure them out or not, it didn’t matter.
What was important was that with the addition of the Gravity beings, the power of their Gravity Cannons was completely nullified. And without the Gravity Cannons, even with more advanced technology, their side, from an overall strength perspective, was not a match for the Bluetoth Civilization!
Then... what to do? What to do?
"Retreat, retreat first!"
Purple Moon Leader roared: "Retreat to our ho planet first! We can’t let all those over a million battleships be trapped there!"
There was silence in the eting room. No one responded to him.
"Hmm?"
Purple Moon Leader looked at the military leader with murderous intent.
The military leader’s blood-red face was already pale: "Head of State, we can’t retreat..."
"Why!"
"In the previous stage, the Bluetoth’s defensive line shrank, showing weakness, and our fleet had already penetrated too deeply, getting too entangled with the Bluetoth Fleet to retreat... If we force a retreat, the fleet will scatter and die even faster!"
At this mont, Purple Moon Leader felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.
This was a conspiracy. A conspiracy that had been laid out years ago.
The Bluetoth had long planned their subsequent tactics, never letting those Gravity beings enter the fray, always biding their ti.
Then they actively showed weakness, allowed their field forces to be defeated, feigned an illusion of only being able to "fortify the city," lured their fleet to concentrate on besieging a planet, and then again showed weakness, allowing their fleet to penetrate deeply...
Only at this mont did they bring the Gravity beings into play, instantly turning the tide of battle! Leaving their side in a situation where they couldn’t even retreat!
These Bluetoth, such deep calculations, so ruthless!
...
The fierce battle in space continued.
Battleship after battleship was destroyed, and green-lit battleship after green-lit battleship joined the battlefield. At the sa ti, an endless stream of unmanned combat forces rained down into the battlefield like a storm, wreaking havoc under the control of Primal.
At this mont, the entire Purple Moon Fleet had been divided by Tom into seven disconnected sections.
In each area, there were anywhere from 60,000 to 200,000 Purple Moon battleships.
The total number of Purple Moon battleships remaining on the battlefield was approximately 1 million. And the number of Tom’s fleet encircling these Purple Moon battleships was still 2 million!
Not a single one less!
These Purple Moon battleships were like large fish that had entered a net but were still thrashing violently, desperately counterattacking, rushing left and right, trying to re-establish contact between different fleets.
But Tom’s combat plan had already moved to the next step.
"It’s ti to swallow you guys bit by bit..."
Tom sneered, his heart filled with chilling killing intent: "You’ve been pressing for so long, it’s ti for you to bleed!
Attack!"
Under Tom’s command, countless green-lit battleships simultaneously charged towards the largest encirclent, which also contained the most Purple Moon battleships.
For this large fish, Tom deployed a full 500,000 battleships, and every single one was a green-lit battleship!
To gather these 500,000 green-lit battleships, Tom had to reduce the pressure on the other encirclents, only barely ensuring that they couldn’t break through.
Another fierce space battle thus unfolded.
When the inner protective circle of the Purple Moon Fleet was also forcibly torn apart by tens of thousands of interstellar missiles and millions of shells, exposing the aerospace carrier, large transport ships, large logistics bases, and maintenance support bases inside, Tom’s mouth revealed a slightly cruel smile.
"Destroy them, destroy them all!"
These core ships of a fleet, mostly over 10 kiloters long, exploded one after another under the fierce bombardnt, and the countless precious materials they carried were also reduced to ashes.
Losing these crucial logistics bases ant that this Purple Moon Fleet had truly lost hope.
Even if their combat power was strong, what then? Even with strong combat power, they could at most sustain operations for a few days. After a few days, without energy and combat material supplies, they would just be empty shells!
At this mont, seemingly realizing that the last glimr of hope had also vanished, these hundreds of thousands of battleships simultaneously went berserk, beginning to charge Tom’s defensive line like mad.
While ensuring that this fleet could not link up with other fleets, Tom switched from offense to defense, quietly waiting for the mont when their resources would be exhausted.
But this day never ca.
Because before that day arrived, these Purple Moon battleships uniformly self-destructed, turning into balls of fire and disappearing into space.
Having resolved this area, the 500,000 green-lit battleships that had been deployed imdiately headed to the next target. Within a few days, another Purple Moon Fleet was annihilated.
At this mont, despair truly enveloped the hearts of the Purple Moon warriors.
Their side simply couldn’t break out or link up, so they could only obediently stay within the encirclent, waiting for the enemy to free up their hands and gather forces to destroy them.
Finally, the last Purple Moon Fleet was, as expected, annihilated by Tom.
The airspace around G76d Planet finally returned to quiet.
But Tom did not pause at all.
So much ti had already been delayed; if it continued, the mission to detonate the supernova would truly not be completed!
They must launch a counterattack at the fastest speed and destroy the Purple Moon Civilization at the fastest speed!
A massive fleet, consisting of over 2 million battleships—of which about 1 million were green-lit battleships—along with nurous supporting supplies, logistics maintenance, and unmanned combat forces, imdiately set off for G76e Planet, which was occupied by the Purple Moon Civilization.
"I said long ago that only one of our two civilizations could leave this star system.
Purple Moon Civilization, let all our grievances be settled here..."
Tom saw that the Purple Moon Fleet had also begun a full mobilization, and had not chosen to flee.
It was clear that they also knew that fleeing would only lead to death, and holding their ground on the planet still offered a glimr of hope.
"A glimr of hope? No, that’s impossible..."
...
On the spaceship, the high-ranking officials of the Purple Moon Civilization were all pale, so even weeping mournfully.
"It doesn’t matter if our civilization perishes, but what about the Lord Civilization...? If we can’t complete the mission to detonate the supernova, the Lord Civilization will perish..."
"We still have hope, we still have hope!"
Purple Moon Leader roared angrily: "Our technology is more advanced than the Bluetoth Civilization! Even with the Gravity beings, our battleships’ combat power still surpasses theirs!
Defend! Defend!
We can definitely hold this planet and then launch a counterattack! Everyone, cheer up, the survival of the Lord Civilization rests entirely on us!"
...
What appeared before Tom was an enormous planet, defended to the extre.
Clearly, the Purple Moon Civilization had put all its chips on the table.
An electromagnetic broadcast ssage was transmitted to Tom’s communicator.
But to Tom’s surprise, this ssage was not directed at him.
"Gravity beings! What benefits has the Bluetoth Civilization promised you! Our Purple Moon Civilization will offer double!
Our Purple Moon Civilization has more advanced technology, so what we can give you will only be more than what the Bluetoth Civilization can offer!
If you still persist in your delusion and go down this path, we guarantee that all the Demonic Eye Civilization in the Milky Way will fight you to the death, and your Gravity being race will only face destruction!
Abandon the Bluetoth Civilization now and cooperate with us. We guarantee that you will gain the friendship of all Demonic Eye Civilization, and we will also help you achieve rank promotion!"
After the first broadcast, this ssage was repeatedly broadcast in many languages, including Purple Moon and Bluetoth.
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