Chapter 840 The Battle of Kresh Hub·End
At this time, violent turmoil occurred at the ground base of Kresh Hub, and a fierce and bloody battle broke out on the ground.
And in the astral void, in the resurrection dock anchorage of the [Sword of Glory] ship, hundreds of sons of the courtyard are ready to go.
These courtyard sons are huge in size. They have entered the [War Angel Body]. The body size of each courtyard son has expanded to a height of 2.7 meters, exuding a steely aura all over their bodies.
Even if you look from a distance, you can feel their aura like towering mountains.
Each son of the courtyard was wearing standard armor, which fit perfectly on them, and the courtyard belt around his waist was shining with a cold light.
There are no fear on the faces behind the armor of these sons of the courtyard, only irrepressible excitement and excitement.
Especially after learning that he was about to participate in the gang-jump battle with the great Lord of the Courtyard - Hugh Abraham -, all the sons of the Courtyard gained some indescribable motivation at this moment.
——That was loyalty to the great leader, and it was also a desire for the bloody battle that was about to begin.
Puchi~
At this time, the hatch door slowly opened and a towering figure walked in. The temperature in the air seemed to rise instantly, and the light on the metal ground was also lit.
That was Hugh Abraham, the Lord of the Courtyard.
Immediately, all the sons of the courtyard turned to that moment, and almost everyone couldn't help but straighten their backs, their eyes full of respect and expectation.
The Lord of the courtyard did not wear a helmet, and his golden hair became as slender as a waterfall because he entered the [War Angel Body].
The sliver of blonde hair fluttered gently in the air, like a thin flame as thin as a silk thread, reflecting the glow of metal. His war figure was taller than any son of the courtyard, and he was wearing a pair of power armor produced by the kingdom of heaven.
Many sons of the courtyard, including Mikhail Tukhachevsky, the double political commissar of the courtyard, looked silently at the steps of the courtyard Lord, and everyone's eyes seemed to be ignited, and the flames in their hearts were ignited at this moment.
Xia Xiu stood in the middle of the bridge. Even with such strict armor, he could not hide his easy-going and friendly temperament.
He moved his hands slightly, feeling the flexibility of the power armor and the body of the war.
To be honest, as an angel of heaven, he seems to have not had a long experience in fighting in Arm since his debut.
And he didn't have much experience in playing with the bolt gun and the chainsaw sword. He also occasionally played in the early stage. After entering the [Crown] in the middle and late stages, he would call out his incarnation to beat the enemy until he died.
The number of times he drove Gundam was more than that of Ar's battles. The twenty-four castings of the acquired kingdom after entering [Crown] was even more icing on the cake for him.
But now I am also a principal. The Twenty-Four Saints Formation is the way of inheritance - "Garden Taoism".
As the source of this "genetic system", he should also promote the power of the body that the holy forged is more.
Xia Xiu's golden pupils looked at the sons of the courtyard ahead. They were standing in a row, each of them straightened their backs.
Looking at these students with severe expressions, Xia Xiu couldn't help but smile, raised his hand gently, and relaxed his shoulders, as if he was aware of the tension in their hearts.
He lowered his arms, glanced over the sons of the courtyard, and smiled teasingly: "Hey, don't be so nervous..." He deliberately elongated his tone, with a hint of joke, "We are not going to attend a high-end dinner, relax, and the enemy will not treat us as dishes."
The sons of the courtyard looked at the approachable principal, and each of them maintained a serious expression, but their bodies were not as tight as before.
Seeing the dull students with deep grudges, Xia Xiu shrugged and said nothing more.
He turned gently, his eyes turning to the distance of the anchorage, where the [Garden 0 Airdrop Cabin] was neatly arranged, ready to play a key role in the battle that follows.
"Okay."
The Lord of the courtyard patted his armor, as if he was making the final confirmation. "Are you all ready to meet the challenge?" Before he finished speaking, the sons of the courtyard stood at attention almost simultaneously, their waists straight, and their eyes became more firm.
No one made any noise, only their unanimous response, as loud as thunder, shaking the air around them.
That was the war cry from the courtyard:
"——We have bathed in the glory of heaven, thanks to the forged grace of the saint, walked in the world, and carried out the sacred way!!!"
Xia Xiu looked at these warriors, and a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, his expression soft but not without his majesty.
"Come on board, everyone!"
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[Sword of Glory] on the bridge.
The Navigator Araz stood in front of the console, holding the command system's controller with both hands, his eyes fixed on the screen, and the light in the bridge reflected a cold light as he stared at the screen.
His intelligence screen synchronizes the silent confessors' action data, accurately showing the progress of their destruction and beheading missions within the Kresh hub.
The time is now!
There are three fleets in the Kresh Hub, among which the permanent orbital defense fleet is the hub flagship [Kresh].
Now, the courtyard had to seize the opportunity of their rotation of supplies and destroy a fleet.
The other fleet can only return to help to avoid fire in the harem, while the permanent fleet shrinks its defense array to avoid enemy attacks.
When the other Kresh fleets returned to the rescue and suppression, he planned to open the Void Shield and cut directly into the core array, and then the key to the battlefield turned to the gang jump battle in the courtyard.
According to the principal's prediction, each ship needs about twenty people to jump to the gang, but now there are insufficient personnel in the courtyard, so let the stronger courtyard son fill the population gap.
The principal himself jumped alone to help their flagship [Cresh] to annihilate the enemy.
At this moment, the return force of the Kresh fleet had begun to set off. He must seize this moment and cut into the core of the battlefield before the support of the enemy fleet.
A firm light flashed in the Navigator's eyes: Once it enters the core area of the Kresh, the enemy will have no way out.
He took a deep breath, touched the console on the bridge with his fingers, and issued an order: "Start the Void Shield and prepare for the jump."
As the command was issued, a faint blue energy halo gradually flashed on the outside of the entire ship.
The Void Shield is activated, and the surrounding space seems to be slightly distorted. The speed of the Sword of Glory has accelerated sharply. The ship crossed the clearance area and approached the heart of the Kresh Hub.
At the same time, over the battlefield, the orbital fleet of Kresh Hub is responding to news of the riots below.
One fleet had begun to return to aid, while the other was hurriedly prepared for defense.
The foreign commanders of the Gith foreigners quickly mobilized the fleet formation to welcome possible raids.
At the same time, they panickedly contacted the head of the ground station, Zelkas Tares, the head of the foreigner of Gis, who wanted the other party to report the situation.
But no matter how they call, the commander of the thousand-way man is in a "disconnected state" and they can't contact him.
Just as the foreign commanders of the Gith foreigners were worried, a huge black spot suddenly appeared on their radar screen - that was the [Sword of Glory Class Heavy Cruiser].
It is approaching at full speed, with clear goals, and directing to the core position of the enemy ship.
The fleet responsible for defense immediately began to organize a counterattack. Six orbital defense platforms opened their muzzles together, and fierce flames soared into the sky, ready to fight the rushing enemy ship.
However, [Sword of Glory] still did not retreat at all, and its giant hull slowly passed through the enemy's defense line like a moving fortress.
The three-kilometer-long cruiser exuded a terrifying deterrent force, and a fierce fire beam flashed on the surface of the hull. Suddenly, an explosion sounded, and the fleet's formation was completely torn apart.
"Full firepower!"
Inside the cruiser's bridge, the voice of the pilot Arraz was heard in a hurry and slow manner, which was transmitted to every staff member on the bridge.
In the command room, the mechanical priests from the Mole Science Society of the Administration quickly adjusted the attack angle. They cooperated tacitly and quickly fired several waves of directional fire. In the air, fires intertwined, and several extremely penetrating laser beams hit the enemy ship like lightning.
At the same time, several airdrop cabins ejected from the flanks of the ship, scattering like a celestial girl, flying towards the enemy's fleet.
These airdrop pods crossed the airspace in a high altitude, dived downward towards each target ship.
One of the airdrop poles has a clear target, directly targeting the enemy's flagship, the Kresh.
Xia Xiuzheng sat in the airdrop cabin he was riding in, wearing huge armor, and gently swept across the battlefield outside the cabin.
The first time he was sitting in the airdrop cabin, he was looking at the battlefield outside with a thrill of spirit.
The aftermath of the explosion formed layers of oscillating waves in the air, and the deep star world was like a burning battlefield.
The airdrop cabin with the son of the courtyard was smashed into the interior of the surrounding fleet one by one.
The airdrop cabin where Xia Xiu was located crashed into the Kresh bridge without any suspense.
"Bang!"
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The huge collision sound vibrated the entire hull, and the shell of the airdrop cabin was hit into an almost twisted shape. Scarlet sparks splashed everywhere, and the outer wall of the bridge was instantly torn open. The airdrop cabin directly penetrated the protective layer outside the ship and fell into the core command area of the bridge.
The hatch suddenly bounced open, and the air was filled with the breath of metal and flames.
Crack—
Xia Xiu stretched out the huge palm without hesitation and easily teared open the hatch door.
Then, he swung the torn hatch door open.
Then, he stretched out his right hand and summoned a huge X-shaped chainsaw sword from the [Heaven Armory].
The sword was as heavy as a giant beast, and it was very compatible with Xia Xiu in the war body of three meters. The saw blade was shining with a subtle light, just like the sharp teeth of a steel hunting beast.
The chainsaw sword was filled with oppression from the hilt to the blade. The lord of the courtyard held the hilt tightly, and a pleasant smile hung on the corner of his mouth, quickly jumping out of the airdrop cabin. The powerful footsteps echoed on the metal floor inside the bridge, making a heavy echo.
His eyes quickly swept across the enemy in front of him - a group of foreign samurai warriors were coming from the column of the bridge, wearing thick silver armor, holding silver swords in his hand, and approaching him quickly. ,
Xia Xiu looked at them, with a bright smile on her handsome face, and said to them without any concealment:
"Hi."
This simple greeting, at this moment of life and death, was like a gust of cold wind, instantly swept across the hearts of all the foreigners of Gith.
At this moment, a trace of uneasiness flashed in the eyes of the foreign warriors of Gith, and the uneasiness became stronger with Xia Xiu's hearty laughter.
Then, the roar of the chainsaw sword tear through the air and began to spin wildly. The sharp sawtooth turned like a roar of a beast, swinging towards the Gith foreign warrior in front.
With a deafening impact, the screams instantly resounded through the bridge. The protective armor of the foreign warrior of the Gith foreigners was easily torn apart like paper under the power of Xia Xiu, and blood and metal fragments splashed in all directions.
Soon after, Xia Xiu was the only one left on the battlefield.
He held up a blood-covered chainsaw sword and muttered:
"It's more comfortable to use incarnation combat and apostle mode..."
As he said, he walked towards the flagship of [Kresh].
Today, no Gis foreigner can walk out of this ship alive.
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The officers' residence inside the Kresh Hub was filled with blood at this moment, the ground was covered with stains of blood, and the bright red liquid meandered along the metal floor, like sinful rivers.
On the metal walls, the traces left by the explosion made the entire space filled with a burning smell, the air was mixed with the fishy smell of smoke and gunpowder, and the sound of metal colliding echoed in the narrow corridor.
Clang clang clang—
Bang bang bang—
Bang bang—
The sound of the Explosion Gun was clear and heavy, and the metal hit was deafening. The explosion was piled up with fragments of the explosion in the corners of the wall. Several fallen corpses lay on the ground, blood pouring out from their wounds, wetting the surrounding floor.
The Gith foreigner Zelkas Tares stood in the center of the residence, his eyes full of anger and despair. His hands trembled violently, and he held the silver sword that was already covered with gaps. The sword was covered with deep cracks and was almost about to break.
The captain of thousands of men was covered in blood, his silver military uniform had been dyed deep red, the edge of his helmet was also scratched, and blood beads on his forehead slid down his cheeks.
His eyes were filled with pain and anger, and he looked at the enemy in front of him, a group of sons who rushed into the courtyard of the residence with a fierce attitude.
Their armor also carries traces of large and small, unevenness, among which one of the sons of the courtyard had a cracked breastplate.
A burnt scar can also be seen from the cracked breastplate.
However, facing his injuries, the expression of the son of the courtyard in front of him was as steady as Mount Tai. "Cough cough cough~ you bloodthirsty demons!!!
The elf named Ursan is right, the Abyss Maharaja, the Golden Tyrant... He will eventually bring great disasters to the entire heaven and earth!"
Zelkas' eyes were red, coughing, with a strong hatred in his voice.
He struggled to hold the blood-stained silver sword and pointed at the enemy in front of him.
Standing in front of him was the gray knight Joashan Murah, wearing heavy armor and emitting a sense of oppression all over his body.
Hearing Zelkas' roar, Ruoshan's eyes became colder, and his anger almost made him unable to suppress himself. He raised the giant chainsaw sword in his hand and slashed towards Zelkas. "Here, teacher... You can't defile the reputation of Abraham's crown."
The Grey Knight's voice was low and cold, like a command from hell. It was slashed down with a sword, and the sword body violently cut through the air, causing a whistling.
Zelkas tried his best to resist with the silver sword in his hand. The long sword with insufficient strength came into contact with the chainsaw sword, and instantly made a harsh metal collision sound. "Damn the Devil, you are just a son of the Abyss with the power of the Abyss Lord. How can I compromise with you!!!"
Clang—
When the sword light flashed.
The blood-stained helmet of the Gray Knight cracked and blood appeared on his forehead.
On the other side, the sword body of the long sword of the thousand-man leader was hit hard, making a crisp cracking sound.
The Qianfu's face changed, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered back, but he still tried his best to raise his sword to fight back.
Crack-
After a crisp sound, a hint of astonishment flashed across Zelkas's face - he looked down and found that his long sword had been cut into two pieces, and the tip of the sword was breaking between his hands.
At the same time, the gray knight's chainsaw sword approached quickly, leaving a deep wound on Zelkas' chest, and blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing his military uniform red.
Zelkas spurted out blood, his body staggered backwards involuntarily, his eyes full of astonishment. "You...demon..."
The voice of the captain became weaker and weaker, his lips trembled, and the anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by despair.
The gray knight took out his bombardment gun and pointed it at the commander of the thousand-man.
"The next goal of the courtyard is your queen."
The thousand-man chief coughed up and pointed at the gray knight.
"You..."
Bang—