Chapter 2205: The Battle of the Gods (2)
2206. The Battle of the Gods (2)
The Milky Way, the unknown star field, the unknown coordinates, the planet Moog-Faror.
The brown planet and the black star ring have explained everything. The Mongar-Mongal sludge all over the planet, as well as the tens of thousands of warships that can form a star ring, all prove that the long-circulated legend is true.
The one who is entrenched here, using his endless mental power to control countless sludge and clones like a thread, destroying and assimilating countless civilizations...the God of Decay.
And this planet is the seat of the God of Decay! And the rotten star ring is the sharp sword leaning next to the throne!
The black star ring began to squirm, but in fact, this was not a literal squirm, but the movement caused by the countless spaceships and battleships starting to turn.
That’s right, Rotten Star Ring! A star ring composed of a large number of battleships.
The old battleships are tens of thousands of years old, and the new ones are hundreds or thousands of years old. Over the long years, they have been exposed to the erosion of cosmic radiation and the ever-spreading Mongal-Mongal spores, and lack of Due to effective maintenance, most of the hull's paint has turned black.
All the battleships were of no use at ordinary times, so they were randomly thrown into low-Earth orbit by Mongar-Menggar. As Mongar-Menggar destroyed more and more civilizations, it also drove over all the spaceships of these civilizations and threw them together.
Even some shipyards and factories of destroyed civilizations, Mongar-Mongar will continue to operate for a period of time, continuing to build warships until the factories decay and collapse.
Inside those spaceships, the crew members controlled by Mongal-Mongal erosion controlled and maintained the spacecraft they had controlled during their lifetimes. Mongar-Mongar swallowed their consciousness, and then continued to put it in the gradually decaying body, letting them work forever, keeping the spacecraft in the most basic maintenance-at least it can fly and fire.
But even so, the environment inside and outside the spacecraft is very harsh. Countless sludge flowed everywhere, even leaking out of the holes in the damaged hull, and then sprinkled on other spacecraft.
This makes the condition of these spaceships very bad, but as Mongar-Menggar expected, at least they can fly and fire, which is enough.
Because the terrifying number of battleships on the Rotting Star Ring is enough to overwhelm all invading enemies.
How many battleships are there? Ten thousand and twenty thousand, or fifty or seventy thousand? No one knows. It’s just that Mongar Mongar is still so happy to do it. Every time he destroys a civilization, he drives all the unused spaceships in the civilization back to the planet Muge Faro and leaves them in low-Earth orbit.
Now, this decadent and terrifying divine sword finally reveals its ferocious blade!
In a spaceship that looks like an ancient sailing battleship, a large number of mummies that have decayed to the point where only skeletons are left, and whose structure is even difficult to identify, wake up from ten thousand years of slumber, with holes in their eye sockets. Silt keeps flowing out. These mummies performed their duties one after another and came to their previous posts.
The operator pressed the button to start the battleship engine, but the dilapidated battleship immediately developed hundreds of faults and short circuits. The mummies in the maintenance department picked up tools and began to use mechanical movements to repair the damage in various places. Some disconnected wires could not be replaced, and the sludge even extended a tentacle to replace the wires.
In the midst of such knocking, the battleship's engine finally started and began to turn. As a result, one set of engines suddenly exploded with a bang, followed by thick smoke, but with the help of the other two sets of engines, the battleship still started to move.
The seven electromagnetic cannons installed on the deck of the battleship began to charge. The mummy crew sent the shells filled with Mongal-Mongal into the gun bores, and then pressed the button. Five dazzling beams of light flashed past, and five electromagnetic artillery shells were fired instantly, firing in the general direction of the enemy. Although it seems unreliable, these are tens of thousands of battleships!
I saw only dots of firelights in the direction of the black rotten star ring, including the light of engine tail flames, laser cannons, electromagnetic cannons, missiles, and even some weird attacks. Way to shine.
At this moment, the first wave of attacks from the three Infinity-class super aircraft carriers has arrived. Each super aircraft carrier fired three bursts, and a total of nine particle beams instantly cut through the universe and landed on the decaying star ring.
With almost no need to aim, the terrifying power instantly penetrated more than ten battleships, followed by a series of continuous explosions!
This single salvo destroyed dozens of warships, some of which could even reach a length of one thousand meters. But in the face of the destructive power of the particle light spear, it was still like a skewer of candied haws, being pierced through a large area.
But such an attack had no impact at all on the Rotting Star Ring. The explosion of dozens of warships stretched for dozens of kilometers. This was extremely shocking at any time, but on the Rotting Star Ring In front of the tens of thousands of battleships, it was like a small spark flashed in the vast ocean.
In an instant, he was submerged in countless battleships.
Four tentacles suddenly stretched out from the rotten star ring. This is actually not a tentacle, but a battle fleet formation formed by countless battleships starting to launch an assault here! Because there are too many, continuous, and the formation is too chaotic, it looks like tentacles that are constantly extending.
Such a shocking scene is enough to destroy anyone’s will to resist!
On the command platform of the Archangel-class Titan battleship, Ender Wiking, who was constantly giving orders, also saw the data sent by the radar sensing department - based on preliminary scanning and screening, the total number of battleships that make up the rotten star ring... …
83,000 ships!
A drop of cold sweat ran down Ender Wiggin's forehead. This number was nearly double his estimate of more than 50,000 ships! If it is such a comparison of numbers...the success rate of this battle...
Shepard, who was standing in front, was suddenly shocked. Her awakened spiritual energy seemed to be sensing something. When she looked back, she happened to see it. Ender Wiggin's slightly frightened expression.
Shepard frowned. She went to the communications department on the other side and clicked a few times on the console button to connect to the public communications of all ships in the army.
She grabbed the intercom, supported it on the console with her other hand, and said slowly in her unique, somewhat deep voice: "...Today, we are here, the planet Mugh-Faror. I believe All of us will be afraid of what is in front of us... Yes, the sludge covering the entire planet's surface, and the rotten star ring composed of tens of thousands of warships, if this is hell, then this must be the worst in the entire galaxy. The terrifying hell..."
"But here we are...here, standing in front of Mongar Mongal! We broke through countless levels and came to the deepest part of hell!"