I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 1511: 811: Interstellar War! (Part 2)

Chapter 1511: Chapter 811: Interstellar War! (Part 2)

[Ethereal Spirit Network] released a global announcent.

“Friends, in this war, no one can remain uninvolved.”

“Pick up your weapons, and fight.”

“May the world endure forever, and civilization remain immortal!” The soldiers shouted as they boarded the high-performance spaceships.

These are ultra-small, high-speed spaceships, each equipped with antimatter weapons, and one [Pangu] series weapon. They’re extrely agile and require an Acquired Myth, combined with high-performance AI to pilot.

“Young colleagues, learn to protect yourselves in war, do not overreach.”

The strangers from Iron Key Civilization, though enraged, remained as calm as the ocean: “Allow us, the older generation, to undertake the dangerous tasks!”

The elder turned his head, his white beard fluttering in the air, with a look of unyielding determination: “To live till today is enough! Seeing the Ninth Epoch, starlit and bright, even dying in battle now would leave no regrets!”

The old strangers reminisced about the distant past when they were powerful warriors, conquering lands with great force.

Yet because of these traitor civilizations, they eventually faced defeat and swallowed the bitter fruit.

After laying dormant for multiple epochs, standing here again is no easy feat!

“It is our honor to fight alongside you.”

“If we fail this ti, there will be no chance to rise again; thus, dying on the battlefield is glory! Today is the day to cleanse past humiliations!”

More and more old strangers understood this and stepped forward: “The Moon Landing Battle will rely on you. The Thought Steel Seal remains in our minds, even if partially broken, leaving traces that only you can resolve in that battle.”

“However, the protection of the Pangu Continent can depend on us. Before we die completely in battle, the Pangu Continent shall not fall!”

Soldiers from all young civilizations looked at them, feeling moved, yet unable to voice any rebuttals.

The spaceship launched, its curvature engine slicing through space, creating ripples in the fabric.

The stars were thrown behind like silver dust at high speed.

Outside the porthole, the resplendent superluminal pathway collapsed into a vortex of chaotic colors, akin to a toppled palette stirring madly in disorder.

In the distance, the enemy ships’ silhouettes flickered in this warped background, sotis appearing ghostly clear, at other tis lting into the vibrant chaotic flow, beyond logical tracking.

The ships from both sides rapidly approached!

“Prediction” and “Anticipation” are fundantal rules of curvature warfare, with countless pieces of information gathering in the mind; the data stream on the screen rolled tirelessly. A grey-bearded old stranger maneuvered the ship closer to a fortress, his temple veins throbbing: “Co on, bastards, the power of the Ninth Epoch is beyond your imagination!”

“I’ve got you!”

“[Pangu Fist]!”

A large spherical device on the spaceship lit up, launching like a missile.

Though slow, traveling hundreds of kiloters per second in the cosmos like a sluggish snail, it carried an inexplicable sense of inevitability.

This space does not belong to the Pangu Continent, and while the [Pangu] series weapons are weakened here, they are still usable.

The aurora hovering over the Pangu Continent suddenly flashed brightly!

The spherical device emitted light, forming a golden fist, which smashed viciously towards the interstellar fortress hiding in the four-dinsional space from tens of millions of kiloters away at superluminal speed!

Almost instantly, the silver fortress was fiercely invader by idealist radiation, being expelled from four-dinsional space into the three-dinsional world!

Its surface’s light-screen protection was directly breached, the ammunition depot exploding and covering the universe in bright light.

This scene was truly gripping, leaving one in disbelief.

Even the enemy was shocked, leading all enemy interstellar fortresses to disperse to avoid being wiped out by [Pangu Fist].

This superluminal tracking weapon defied current materialist theories, as in a slow universe, information transmission speed cannot exceed light speed, theoretically preventing the developnt of superluminal missiles in such an environnt.

Only faster-than-light particles in a fast universe can possess superluminal communication systems. Developing a particle system requires at least Level 8 Civilization or Ninth-level Civilization!

Thus, this “superluminal tracking weapon” must be an idealist weapon.

Its terrifying power was evidenced by the old Sixth-level fortress, punched through and hitting the ammunition depot—so kind of inevitable might, leaving hearts pounding.

“Pangu weapons… There’s no need to fear, we have our own developnts.” A shadowy figure squinted his eyes.

Beams of light lit up, converging into a rune-shaped cage!

Each rune was intensely bright, seemingly burning, incomparably complex, with the surrounding space bound, the curvature engine losing its effect.

Then, under the antimatter beam attack, the spaceship carrying Iron Key soldiers exploded on the spot.

This stranger gloriously died in battle!

Glory belongs to the entire Pangu Continent!

However, this is only a small part of the war, and no one has ti for rembrance!

In the cosmic space, spacecraft shadows were everywhere, resembling stretched noodles entangled and destroyed.

Once combat began, nurous ships exploded, with continuous antimatter flashes, and solid hulls reduced to interstellar dust.

Though most explosions were of unmanned drones, there were so manned spacecraft, each pilot an Acquired Myth level, which couldn’t be replaced quickly.

Yet the enemy was undying unless attacked with main cannon level antimatter; these monsters could survive in a vacuum.

“The enemy’s fortresses are continuously dispersing!”

“If they distance from the Pangu Continent, the [Pangu] series weapons’ power will decrease gradually. It’s increasingly difficult for a one-hit kill.”

“So small ships are attempting to infiltrate the Pangu Continent.”

The entire Pangu Continent shivered, populations beginning to fear.

[Pangu] weapons are exceptionally powerful but co at a cost, incapable of indiscriminately targeting small crafts.

Interstellar weapons combined with the battle prowess of embracing [God] surpassed expectations, civilizations below Level Six almost unable to resist.

The United Legion’s proud defense collided fiercely with them.

In the Western Continent, defenses were thinnest, with settlents of tens of thousands civilizations first attacked.

Under the Chaos Wind, civilizations lacking defensive power were mutating; now faced with strong invasions, they shattered in monts!

“Boom! Boom!” Interstellar spaceships destroyed the outer light screens, hundreds of embracing [God] invaded!

This was a mass slaughter!

While [Pangu] series weapons were strong, capable of deterring embracing [God] invasions in the past.

But now, the whole sky was filled with descending interstellar ships!

Mostly drones, their low cost and overwhelming numbers made even the mighty [Pangu] weapons feel helpless though a few crafts were downed.

Those shadowy embracing [God], inherently difficult to kill, rampantly slaughtered under tech weapon cover as if in an unguarded realm.

“Boom! Boom!” Many cities self-destructed directly.

But so couldn’t even manage a self-destruct.

“Oh heavens, are we dood to perish like this? Is there truly no hope?” a father cried towards the sky at a settlent.

Beside him were a few trembling children, corpses stacked like mountains in the distance—their parents, relatives all dead, essence blood and spirit transford to Blood Sacrifice Energy.

The next casualties would be them.

The enemies were unbearably greedy, viewing them as pigs and sheep; once intelligent creatures, now without any rcy, possessing only the greed for blood sacrifices!

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