Xyrin Empire
Chapter 406 - Chapter 406 Chapter 406 Emergency Rescue

Chapter 406: Chapter 406 Emergency Rescue Chapter 406: Chapter 406 Emergency Rescue Although we hadn’t expected to arrive in an asteroid belt, everything still proceeded in an orderly fashion according to plan. The vast Imperial Fleet was divided into seven legions. Apart from the First Legion, which we commanded personally, the other legions serving as pathfinders were each led by three flagship-level ships capable of frontal assaults on fortress planets. Each flagship group was supported by six Eternal-class large battleships and a hundred Expedition-class medium escort ships. Besides these spectacular weapons, there were thousands of other ships of various sizes forming a massive mixed fleet. Using the gravity systems, they formed a three-dimensional matrix and, as soon as they completed the space jump, they entered an invisibility state and moved toward the designated direction. Their mission was to quickly find planets suitable for use as outposts, then gather all usable resources and begin amassing troops madly.

After all, the journey was long, and it was inconvenient to assemble all forces from Earth. The tactics of combat support and predatory advancement, in which the Xyrin people excelled, were the most suitable for this situation.

The six expansion legions essentially functioned as our reconnaissance forces (although the combat power of these scouts was somewhat ridiculous), while the main force of the Imperial Army was the First Legion, personally led by us, the Leader-level Apostles.

“Where is the enemy? Why haven’t they appeared yet?”

Qianqian, dressed in the war robe of an Imperial Army general, was bustling about on the bridge, her demeanor urgent. If not for the significant difference in height, I would have suspected she was Pandora in disguise.

“Don’t rush,” Sandora said calmly, watching the holographic projection beneath the bridge that displayed the energy distribution of the nearby star sectors, which was rapidly expanding with the increase in radar power, “Remember, patience and discipline are essential. In such expeditions, we must grasp the details of unfamiliar territories at the first opportunity to avoid unnecessary losses.”

The Battle Song Princess seemed to have fully resurrected.

Sandora was indisputably a war expert among us, far superior to the half-baked general Pandora and Sivis, who was only good at battlefield command. Every word she spoke was the distillation of hundreds of thousands of years of experience. In this regard, I had no doubt that our dining table queen possessed demon-like strength.

“It looks different from what we guessed,” Sandora suddenly turned around, “This is not the nest of those insects; it seems to be just a battlefield.”

The radar sensors had expanded to encompass the entire asteroid belt. The display flickered with gray light dots representing the dead targets–all deceased insects. Clearly, they had fought a fierce battle here with some enemy, but it was unknown who the final victor was.

I casually swiped on the projector in front of me, pulling close one distant image after another. These were real-time scenes transmitted by micro jump sensors we had released, which, thanks to their small super space-time jump generators, spread through the entire asteroid belt with the efficiency of urban management. Xyrin’s ultimate stealth surveillance machines were performing impressively.

“What’s that?”

A swiftly passing image caught my attention, prompting me to exclaim.

Several girls immediately gathered around.

“Isn’t that the transforming plane we encountered last time when intercepting the asteroid in Academy City?”

Qianqian recalled where she had seen this thing after a quick glance.

At first, I was somewhat puzzled, but Qianqian’s reminder jogged my memory. This thing in front of us, emitting the vibe of a rusty, beat-up semi-plane semi-tank, pocked with impacts from micro meteorites all over, was indeed what we had seen previously in Academy City. I had thought at the time it was Optimus Prime’s long-lost brother.

In an instant, I understood where the meteor that had attacked the parallel space Earth had originated from.

What a dramatic coincidence indeed.

“I never thought the Star Ring Fragment would have appeared in our own universe before.”

Big Sister reacted quickly, connecting the origins of that asteroid belt, somewhat akin to a suicide squad from space, to our own universe–they had been dragged there, which meant that the original Star Ring Fragment must have also appeared here.

That is to say, the beings that these insects fought here were the masters of these combat machines, those remotely related humans we had only guessed about?

The radius of the radar scan continued to expand. After stretching beyond the complex structure of the asteroid belt, the speed of the scanning signal quadrupled. The refresh rate of images on the holographic projection had surpassed the discernment limit of the human eye. Currently, Bubbles, who acted as the mainframe for the spaceship, was personally analyzing them.

The massive Imperial Fleet entered an invisibility state, moving soundlessly through the asteroid belt. Agile scout ships sprang from the launch bays of the “Imperial Admiral,” collecting nearby insect samples or mechanical debris.

These pieces of mechanical debris weren’t very valuable in analysis; the Xyrin people’s level of advancement bordered on demonic. What we were truly interested in were the insects–though why does that sound so awkward?

Well, strictly speaking, it’s Taville the research fanatic who is interested in these insects. Even though he’s far away in the main base at Shadow City, Taville hasn’t given up analyzing these fascinating new life forms. Using the “Mirror Doppelganger” device in the flagship’s scientific research center, Taville split himself in two, conducting research in two different places at once.

As Sandora initially speculated, these insects were a race bred for destruction. All that appeared on this battlefield were malformed mortal weapons, most of which didn’t even have digestive systems. Their theoretical lifespan was only a few days, clearly indicating they were designed as disposable weapons. Moreover, their DNA structure was bizarrely unusual. Despite all types of insects utilizing a single basic genetic template, it seemed as if an invisible commander controlled their evolution, allowing them to diversify into different “function insects.” None of the insects possessed thinking organs; they either did not need to think, acting purely on instinct as low-level organisms, or they were a more advanced form of species controlled by a single mother entity.

Looking at these freshly analyzed materials and those twisted damaged machines, a certain idea grew increasingly clear in my mind.

“Bubbles,” I suddenly called out to the air, “what do you think? Use that brain of yours, filled with games and anime, to analyze.”

“Future human history of space warfare against cockroaches,” Bubbles’ voice echoed in the air within two meters beside me, “StarCraft.”

I thought so too–and knowing my generally tragic luck, this troublesome situation was probably real.

“Dad! I found something!”

While my mind replayed the mishaps of James Raynor and his Blade Queen, Bubbles’ voice suddenly resounded throughout the entire bridge, waking me from my contemplation.

Lilina immediately rolled her eyes at my side. With Prophet Lin unable to join us because her father grounded her, had this fake lolita become the new proxy Great Demon King?

Bubbles took over the giant holographic projection beneath the bridge, displaying what she detected directly before our eyes: a chaotic battlefield.

Galaxy Fleet vs the Cosmic Demon Beast Army–that was my first impression.

On that holograph, slightly distorted due to the extreme distance, densely packed human-style hefty spacecraft were visible. Although they seemed much more primitive than our Imperial Fleet, they exuded a rugged beauty of raw force. The fully engaged fleet spewed bright red tongues of fire, forming a dense network of fire outside that, despite its grandeur, unmistakably indicated that these ferocious steel troops were in a reluctant defensive stance.

And the enemy that had forced them into such a defensive position relying on dense firepower was, unsurprisingly, a swarm of–insects.

The enormous purple-red body, the thick mutated shell, the spines and bone blades covering the creature, and the mutated form that seemed to be a composite of various insects–you have to admit, the reality of the Zerg was far more diverse than the insects in StarCraft. In outer space, a vast swarm of these creatures crisscrossed and attacked, enveloping the human fleet layer by layer at the core. Their physical strength was astonishing; they could easily survive in a vacuum filled with deadly radiation. They could even rely on their own corrosive acid and bone spines, and cannons to bombard. When carbon-based life had evolved to this extent, it was no wonder that Taville regarded these freaks as “perfect.” However, there was one thing I couldn’t understand: in a vacuum, did those winged flying insect types really need to flap their wings?

Okay, I know I’m getting off-topic again…

“Are they within our range?”

I asked casually. Although I could see the scene on the battlefield, it was captured by a super space-time radar equipped with a light speed exemption system. I would almost believe that the real distance between us and them could be one or two light-years. A laser gun fired now might reach its target two years later, by which time I’d probably be charged with a crime of destroying historical artifacts–But no sooner had I finished speaking than I realized I’d asked a stupid question. With the support of super space-time firepower technology, did the Xyrin people even have the words “range” in their minds?

“The main cannon ‘Galaxy’ of the Eternal class is the highest priority weapon, ‘Imperial Admiral’s’ main cannon power is too strong and might hurt the surrounding fleet,” Bubbles calculated the results in less than a second. “It would be best to contact that fleet so they can pull back a bit; even a near miss from the ‘Galaxy’ could vaporize their armor.”

“Alright, charge the main cannons of all the warships; give me an external channel.”

Following my order, the Imperial fleet, which had been idling like old men and women at a morning market in the asteroid belt, finally sprang to life. They shed their space invisibility fields, and on the black, enormous hulls, blue energy auras swiftly flowed, gradually gathering at the mouths of the main cannons. The originally dark red heat grids turned blindingly white in an instant, as the blue ghostly energy gathered at the cannon mouth, gradually forming a flowing substance. What was more eye-catching though, were the flagship noses of those ten Eternal-class mother ships, where tiny specks of light gathered like a splendid galaxy, forming light balls as dazzling as constant stars. Under the illumination of these auras, the formerly ghostly fleet silhouettes turned into a cluster of brilliant lighthouses, under the leadership of a giant cross, eyeing a distant target.

Bubbles successfully decrypted the communication channel of the human fleet trapped a quarter light-year away and directly transmitted our voice into the captain’s chamber of the opposite side.

“Human friends, hello, this is the Imperial Expeditionary Army First Legion, I am the Imperial Emperor, Chen Jun, if you receive this, please respond.”

There was silence on the channel, as if they hadn’t heard us at all. After more than ten seconds passed, just as I began to suspect they had either been annihilated by the insects or there was a problem with Bubbles’ microphone, a deep male voice laden with static finally spoke.

“This is James Raynor, the commander of this force. We cannot identify your identity, and we cannot establish a conventional connection with you. Who are you?”

James Raynor? The Blade Queen’s guy? The legendary main character effect?

“This is the Imperial Expeditionary Army, human friends. We will provide fire support. Please disengage from the Insect Race as soon as possible. I repeat, disengage from the Insect Race as soon as possible.”

As soon as I finished speaking, there was no response from the other side. I knew they probably didn’t believe us; I would have doubted it myself, an abrupt and mysterious reinforcement popping up suddenly. But if he really was the famous Raynor, he would surely make the wise decision: one side was the Insect Race that had almost driven him into a corner, and the other was at least a rational being you could talk to. I refused to believe he had completely soaked his brain in 60-degree alcohol.

To spur him into making a decision, I spoke to the commander responsible for controlling the flagship’s firepower system below, “Activate the ‘Imperial Admiral’s’ Legion Cannon, but aim slightly off.”

Meanwhile, far away on the battlefield, inside James Raynor’s warship.

The mysterious contact suddenly broke off, leaving only an indecipherable burst of static.

“Deputy officer, can you analyze the opponent’s position or any other information?”

Uncle James, his beard unkempt, braced himself on a communicator that had dimmed, suddenly turning his head to ask a nearby smart robot.

“Data analysis in progress… Analysis failed, the communication technology used by the other party is an incomprehensible new technology, the coding method is too advanced to understand, unable to analyze the opponent’s location.”

“Commander, what do we do now?”

An officer suddenly spoke up, interrupting Reynolds’ thoughts.

“We can’t confirm the identity of the other party, but the current situation doesn’t allow us to consider those useless things anymore.”

Reynolds said, his gaze shifting to the radar in the center of the command center, where the red dots displayed had become densely packed to an alarming degree. If this continued, the fleet’s defenses would immediately collapse.

At that moment, an insect race’s flying dragon suddenly broke through the fleet’s barrage, spraying a stream of highly corrosive acid on the hull before being shattered into pieces, accompanied by the sudden blare of alarms and the urgent reminder from the robotic deputy officer: “Severe warning! Severe warning! High energy reaction ahead! High energy reaction ahead!”

Almost simultaneously with a series of warnings, an unprecedentedly large energy matrix suddenly appeared out of nowhere in space far from the battlefield. Circular energy auras instantaneously expanded to a radius of nearly several kilometers, then began emitting dazzling white light.

A gigantic blue-white light beam penetrated the vast expanse of space, bursting out from the super space-time energy transmission matrix, and then swept across the entire battlefield.

Merely brushing past, without even coming into contact with any of the soldiers from either side, the beam of white light abruptly vanished.

Following that, on the side of the battlefield where the trace of white light had crossed, where the insect swarms were most concentrated, thousands upon thousands of insects suddenly and violently ignited, silently transforming into large and small spherical fireballs as if they had just charged into the corona of a constant star.

Before Reynolds, serving as the fleet commander, could recover from the dazzling laser flash, another burst of light triggered a series of alarms within the ship. When he commanded the deputy officer to relay the observed imagery, the scene before him left him speechless.

A small planet, originally just a backdrop in this battlefield, had now become the most conspicuous object on the field: It had been directly hit by that immense beam of light, and now nearly a quarter of the planet’s crust facing the direction of the attack had melted.

“Human friends, I hope you can leave that position quickly. Our fleet is about to launch an attack, repeat, our fleet will launch an attack in fifteen minutes.”

That mysterious message effortlessly broke through the flagship’s securely encrypted communication channel once again, echoing in the command center. This time, Reynolds didn’t hesitate for even a second, loudly ordering, “All forces contract the defense line, evacuate through the breach torn open by the recent flash! Move at maximum speed, get out of this damned place! Damn it, forget those insects! Everyone evacuate! Unless you want to be burned into a plasma cloud by that terrifying thing!”

Having long lost much fighting spirit surrounded by the sea of insectoids, the human fleet immediately and faithfully executed their commander’s order, turning around and fleeing without a second word. The power of that recent flash was witnessed by everyone–the mere radiative heat could destroy thousands of insectoids and even effortlessly melted the planet’s crust during the direct bombardment. Anyone whose head had not been squashed by a thunder beast would make a wise decision under such circumstances.

Thanks to that unprecedented laser, the encirclement of the insect swarm was torn open with a huge gash, and coupled with the human troops’ desperate dash for their lives, Reynolds’ army finally managed to escape from this space before the next wave of super space-time arrived.

Then, accompanied by the robotic deputy officer’s somewhat glitching “Severe warning” voice, Reynolds and his crew witnessed a real cosmic fireworks display.

Dozens of blue-white energy beams appeared out of nowhere, sweeping across the entire space that had just served as the battlefield. No one understood where these attacks came from; they only knew that the insectoid army, which had been strutting arrogantly just a second ago, was now gone without even ashes remaining. (To be continued, for further details please visit www.NovelFire.net, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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