Chapter 841 The apostle came to the Kresh Hub, and the battle was coming to an end.
Xia Xiu stood alone on the bridge of the Kresh, looking at the chaotic battlefield, and her golden eyes reflected a faint light under the light inside the dark ship.
He loosened his shoulders and raised his hand to gently wipe off the blood stains stained on his fingertips. "All of them are good soldiers."
This is Xia Xiu's evaluation of the foreigners of Gith who were hacked to death by him in [Kresh Hub].
His battle was over, and the entire Kresh foreigners had been completely wiped out by him. Every area inside the ship was cut through by him with one knife - no one survived.
At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, the sons of the courtyard had also won a comprehensive victory.
One Gith foreign ship after another was seized from control in a short period of time. The Gith foreign officers who were still fighting stubbornly on the bridge were torn to pieces by the explosive arrow bullets of the son of the courtyard before they even sent a distress signal.
The ground battlefield of the hub is also advancing simultaneously. The silent confessor has successfully controlled the ground command system of the hub. All air defense turrets have switched to the authority of the courtyard, like an invisible net, firmly covering the air above the hub.
The initiative in the battle situation is completely in the hands of Xia Xiu.
But now, there is still a prey that has not yet been closed - the return fleet that has been "sealed with lettuce".
The last combat force of the Gith foreigners, this fleet was originally dispatched to suppress the riots and support the Kresh Hub, but when they arrived, the entire battle situation had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Their path of travel has been firmly blocked by the fleet led by Xia Xiu. In front are the ships seized by the son of the courtyard, and behind are the hubs that have completely fallen into the control of the courtyard. The air defense turret has pointed at their hull.
They were in the most embarrassing situation.
Return to help?
Impossible.
They have missed the best opportunity and forced their way into the hub, which will only be strangled into pieces by air defense fire.
Flipped?
It's even more unrealistic.
They are too close to the hub, and the fleet needs a stable space window to jump. At this moment, the courtyard fleet is constantly interfering with the transition point. Once they jump rashly, they may be forcibly intercepted or even disintegrated in the hyperspace.
The contact with the foreigners of Gis this time gave Xia Xiu a very deep impression of the militarist culture of the foreigners of Gis, and he knew how they would make a decision.
——They will not surrender, nor will they delay, but choose.
Break back! ! !
The fleet in front began to turn around, adjust the bow, reorganize the formation, and the propulsion speed began to accelerate, trying to tear open the encirclement with the strongest firepower and fight a path of blood.
At this moment, the genealogical call of the navigator Selas Sephalon came to Xia Xiu's ears. The voice was calm but with a little solemn meaning: "Teacher, the remaining fleet of the Gis foreigners has given up returning to aid, and they are breaking through with all their strength."
On the other end of the call, the command system of the Sword of Glory quickly scans the movements of the enemy ships, and the data flow flashed in front of Selas' eyes. After pondering for a moment, his tone was a bit cold:
"Our troops are still familiar with the ship operations of the Gis foreigners, if necessary; we please automatic navigation and let the sons of the courtyard retreat. We use impact tactics to directly destroy their main ships."
Tactical suicide impact-This is the method of the pilot's rapid counterattack against the Gis foreigners in this scene.
When the fleet lacks combat power or the ship can no longer continue to implement long-range fire suppression, the hull will crash into the core of the enemy ship, or even directly tear the transition channel, creating an irreversible space collapse - although this tactic is cruel, it is extremely efficient, especially for an army like the Gith foreigners who never surrender and fight to the death, this is the fastest way to clear the battlefield.
But after hearing this suggestion, Xia Xiu just shook his head gently and smiled:
"No need."
He stood in the middle of the bridge, slowly raised his hand, and his fingertips moved slightly, and his war posture was instantly lifted. The power armor that originally covered him turned into light particles and disappeared in an instant.
The huge body returned to normal, and his black windbreaker dress fell gracefully on his body.
Xia Xiu, who had returned to normal, slowly stretched out his right hand, opened his palm slightly, and held the void.
In the midst of this light action, the surrounding space suddenly became violently distorted, and a [∞] symbol symbolizing infinite emerged at his hand. The lines of the symbol were not stationary, but were constantly rotating and changing, just as the space itself was circulating between collapse and expansion.
The next moment, a gorgeous silver cane slowly emerged and reflected from the void.
The fourth sword-holder in the Kingdom of Heaven reached out to hold [the lever of heaven].
He held it, like a mythical king picked up his own royal power.
In the genealogical communication channel, Xia Xiu's voice came with a smile: "You all did a good job. They performed their duties in the first trial and handed over a very satisfactory answer." After the praise, Xia Xiu paused for a moment and then continued: "But there are still some shortcomings in this. After the first round of the gang jump war, Adam had already passed on your physical load report to me. Many people's bodies are already in a state of overdrawing... Another round of war, casualties are inevitable."
The other end of the communication channel fell into a brief silence.
Everyone knows that the Lord of the Courtyard never discusses casualties at will, but he never escapes this fact.
Xia Xiu's golden eyes dimmed slightly for a moment, and then he sighed softly. "I know too that the Ivy War will kill people."
His voice was slightly lowered for a moment, but then, the tone of the conversation changed and the tone became calm and firm again:
"But... it won't be now!"
Yes, it won't be now.
He is still here, and the war will not take the life of the son of the courtyard.
Xia Xiu gently rotated the lever of the sky in his hand, and the silver staff cut through the air, emitting a faint arc of light.
His eyes turned to the battlefield, looking at the twelve Gith foreign ships in the distance that had given up returning to help and chose to fight to the death, the golden light in his eyes gradually became sharp. "You have never seen the impact of the [Crown] unit-level combat power on the battlefield." Xia Xiu chuckled, his tone still gentle, but he showed an unquestionable edge.
"I said before that the reason why I did not go directly to the battlefield is that the three organized fleets can cooperate with each other to expand the width of the war to form a temporary restraint on the Weili unit, and then the leap ability can be used to make the main force escape from the battlefield.
And in the face of the huge depth of the astral realm, once they leave and plan to oppose the courtyard in the form of guerrilla warfare, it is undoubtedly very unfavorable for the courtyard with few ships and etheric traction wave engines and insufficient hyperspace channels."
Xia Xiu's analysis is calm and precise. It is precisely because he understands the war that he knows how to control the situation.
Weili unit does not invest as much as it wants. What it needs is an opportunity, an opportunity to maximize the returns after investment of a Weili unit!
But now, the situation has changed. Xia Xiu held the [Heaven Leverage] tightly, looked at the Gis foreign fleet who was breaking through at full speed, and a smile rose slightly from the corner of his mouth:
"It's different now."
"They are already picking up lettuce, and I can destroy them directly."
His voice was filled with a long-depressed excitement.
"To be honest, I haven't taken action for too long."
He has been holding it in for too long.
If it was not for strategic considerations, if it was not for the avoidance of the fleet's guerrilla warfare after escaping, if it was not for the cultivation of the combat capabilities of the Son of the Courtyard, he would not have to wait until now.
He and his legion were enough to crush all the defenses of Kresh Hub.
Boom!
A terrifying light suddenly exploded behind Xia Xiu's back, as if the space was torn apart, unable to withstand the power that was about to come.
Three halos slowly emerged, as pure as white jade in mutton fat, surrounding him with a sacred and overwhelming aura.
The ancient runes are engraved in the halo, and the lines of the runes seem to wander around the astral realm, interpreting some unspeakable sacred order.
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Immediately afterwards, three pairs of light particle wings spread out, and a majestic and sacred incarnation emerged from behind Xia Xiu—[Metatron] appeared.
At this moment, Xia Xiu's [Three Crown] suddenly burst out with dazzling glow, and the sacred runes interlaced between the halos, forming complex and magnificent trajectories.
[Apostle Mode·Open——]
Inside the halo, [Metatron] turned into countless flowing light particles, rushing towards Xia Xiu's body.
The whole process is solemn and sacred, just like the arrival of heaven.
——As the moment the light poured in, Xia Xiu's body suddenly transformed.
His blonde hair gradually turned into pure white, as dazzling as snow, like the morning light above the sky.
His golden pupils also faded and turned into flawless white, reflecting the most original brilliance in the universe.
The black windbreaker took off, and a spotless white robe appeared on his body, holy and solemn, with golden inscriptions appearing on the robe, which kept flowing, as if the wisdom of the heavens and all worlds were engraved in it.
His feet were naked, suspended in the void, and the thirty-six pairs of light particle wings were completely unfolded!
Thirty-six pairs of light wings slowly stretched behind Xia Xiu, like the dawn of the whole world, each wing was composed of the purest light particles, and as his movements floated gently, the light flowed behind him like flowing water, and everything around him trembled slightly because of his existence.
Now, the person in front of him is not the lord of the courtyard, but the incarnation of violence in the kingdom of heaven...
——The fourth sword-holder of the Kingdom of Heaven, descends on the battlefield!
Xia Xiu held the silver-white [Heaven Lever], and the staff trembled slightly in his hand. He slid gently and the tip of the staff slashed through the void.
Buzz—
The space was directly twisted, and a [∞] ring of Mobius was torn out, and the entire space seemed to be folded on itself, forming a twisted light gate.
The next moment, the thirty-six pairs of light wings behind Xia Xiu swayed gently, and silently passed through the space gap that the Mobius ring was torn apart. In the next moment, it appeared directly in front of the charge of the Gis foreign fleet!
——At that moment, the battlefield of the Astral Realm was frozen.
A absolutely suppressive energy signal was detected on the radar of the Gith foreign fleet without warning. The psychic barriers of all ships fluctuated instantly, and the alarm sounds echoed wildly in the command system.
The Gith foreign officers in the bridge suddenly looked up. Through the huge observation window, they saw the terrifying existence standing directly in front of the fleet.
The star world is vast and profound.
On the battlefield filled with war, the Gith foreign fleet was still charging at full speed, trying to break through the front line. However, on the waterway ahead of them, a figure that seemed to be a miracle that came to a sudden stand, blocking all their retreat.
The angel with white hair and white eyes, flawless appearance, and a thirty-six-winged wings descended on the top of the star world!
He quietly floated in front of the fleet, his pure white robe fluttering slightly with the invisible force field, and his wide sleeves seemed to carry the weight of the galaxy. His foot did not rely on any entity, but the entire universe seemed to be still in his existence.
The light slowly sprinkled from the wings of the thirty-six pairs of light particles behind him, like the grace of the original star world, illuminating the void around him, causing the dark universe to be dyed with a faint sacred glow.
He held a gorgeous silver scepter in his hand. The body of the scepter was as smooth as a mirror, shining with the brilliance of stars. The runes at the top slowly flowed, engraved with an indescribable mysterious order.
Is that... God?
There was a dead silence inside the command bridge of the Gith foreign fleet.
Everyone looked at the image detected by the radar ahead, everyone looked at the figure standing quietly in the middle of the battlefield, and the heart seemed to be tightly held by an invisible hand, and the suffocation almost made their souls crack.
This is not fear, but an intuition that cannot be described in words, an absolute pressure from high-dimensional life.
Their psychic detection device completely collapsed at this moment, and all the data turned into meaningless garbled codes, and all the parsers could not give a reasonable explanation - the light wings, the sacred aura, the white pupils, and even the scepter did not seem to belong to the physical laws of this universe.
What is this?
No, it's not "what"...but - who? !
In an instant, the terrifying element impact swept towards the fleet of the foreigners of the Gith!
It is a crush that goes straight to the soul, a conceptual suppression brought about by the irresistible arrival of transcendent existence.
Boom--!
The invisible sacred light spread and poured into every corner of every battleship.
At this moment, all the weak-willed foreigners were blind and fell to the ground in pain, covering their eyes with their hands tightly, and warm blood flowed out of their eyes.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"
Their nerves were burned by pure divine light, and their souls seemed to be poured into unbearable truth. A thought echoed in their minds-
"I shouldn't see Him! I shouldn't look directly at Him!"
Some people covered their eyes and collapsed on the bridge in horror, while others were trembling, murmuring in their mouths, and their consciousness fell into complete chaos.
And more people, directly affected by some deeper spiritual shock, showed fanaticism, knelt on the ground with tears in their faces, and bowed to the figure tremblingly.
They seemed to have lost their minds, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, shouting wildly—
"Saint, holy, holy!!!"
"Great Lord!"
"You are the brilliance that shines on the star world!!!"
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"The Lord of the Heavens... You are here...!!!"
(The end of this chapter)