"That is!"
Fisher's eyes twitched. Who can explain to me how the death fleet came here?
The death fleet refers to the armed forces of tadarin, an extreme religious fanatic group in the Starling race. These fanatical starlings have followed Emon since the end of the World War II. Their fleet has thousands of capital ships, including carrier ships, aircraft carriers, storm warships, destroyer virtual glow ships, Phoenix fighters, reconnaissance aircraft, prophet ships, war prism and other ship types, It constitutes a complete interstellar combat system and is a highly aggressive strategic strike force, which is enough to impose the will of sreen (tadarin's mother planet) on most potential opponents.
What's more troublesome than the death fleet? Yes, that's the insect swarm controlled by Emon, Leviathan biological fleet and death fleet, plus the corrupt starling gold fleet.
Fisher should also be glad that he has disintegrated most of the MOBIS Foundation's military strength, so he doesn't have to see hundreds of Daiwa ships opposite.
But now, is it still necessary to continue the war?
"Tadarin!"
A cold color flashed in attanis' eyes. Originally, he thought that these compatriots were still reluctantly neutral, but now it seems that he thinks more.
The addition of the death fleet equalized the alliance's fleet advantage. Perhaps the alliance can insist on a wave of fleet showdown, but the loss will be very heavy. Moreover, the most important thing is, what about millions of ground troops?
Just when everyone hesitated and didn't know what to do, a ferocious star spirit wearing blood red armor appeared over the battlefield.
The comer has no thin waist, and his body is slightly bent. The red and black armor protects all positions of the joints. It looks very difficult to deal with.
In fact, the other side is really difficult to deal with, because it's marash, the high-ranking Lord of tadarin!
Yes, it's marash, not high nut aranak. Although the force value of high nut is very good, if you really want to say hard power, marash has to be better. You know, in the story, before the player helps analac perform the lakshire ceremony, he kills a bunch of upgraded people. These people are also providing power to marash, that is to say, Don't look at aranak jumping around. If he plays one, he will be badly beaten by marash.
As Emmon's most loyal running dog, marash naturally didn't come to persuade him to surrender. After all, I'm the only running dog of giegiegie!
Under the sacrifice of the death fleet, he was ready to open the eyes of the death storm for the coalition positions, so that these foolish guys could know what would happen against Emmon.
The blood red storm was gathering in the air, and everyone saw a vague huge figure standing in the clouds. AI Meng also helped his younger brother, as long as he ate the essence of all the star regions, then his career was half successful.
"We have to consider the evacuation now!" Fisher looked at the whirlpool in the sky. There was no wave in his eyes, but the cloak behind him didn't automatically lift him up slowly in the sound of hunting.
"Human! Stupid monkey! "
When he saw Fisher appear, the high-ranking Lord raised his hand and threw out a flash of lightning, ready to give Fisher juice to eat, but before the lightning arrived, Fisher bounced back, hit an innocent passing tadarin Phoenix fighter and blew the aircraft to pieces.
After Fisher, who also accumulated strength, emerged a magnificent projection of a huge lighthouse, facing Armon from afar. Then, with the sound of air explosion, the struggle between the two began.
The whole sky is like a tummy, with sudden changes in the wind and clouds. The exploding lightning collides with each other, constantly exploding all kinds of sparks in the clouds. At the same time, the whole surface is gradually blowing a strong wind. The Allied positions are good, and everyone has a solid fortress to defend, while the insects in the field are carried high into the air by the increasing wind or compressed by the air pressure, Or broken by thunder.
Then the whole world was like being lit. The high-ranking Templars of Xingling looked at the sky with dignified faces. They could feel that the power belonging to Emon was pressing over Fisher a little bit.
A high-level Templar looked at his companions. Although they cut off the nerve bundle, they were still connected. They nodded to each other, and then with the surge of psionic energy, a huge black hole appeared in the two people's nave, and then they were swallowed by the black hole.
Before long, the black hole expanded to several meters in size stopped twisting, and then a pair of big hands covered with blue energy stretched out from the black hole, followed by the body and head.
An energy giant several meters high appears in place, and the ions condensed by the psionic energy condense into a blue light film around him. This is the combination of high-level Templar. The two souls will condense into a new and powerful existence. They are called consuls by the star spirits.
In the center of the light blue position, there is a body covered by gold armor implanted with gemstones. Through the gap of the armor, you can see the transparent body below.
After the first consul appeared, more than a dozen consuls appeared one after another. They raised their hands uniformly and transported psychic power to Fisher.
In addition to these consuls, ordinary star spirit soldiers, ghost agents, and those who know some psionics silently provide support to Fisher.
Finally, as the clouds in the sky were cut in two like knives and axes, the storm raging on the surface gradually stopped, and Fisher reluctantly landed and stood firm.
"We have to go!"
He reluctantly said to Fisher who finished the wave with Emmon and marash.
"I'll arrange it right away!" Atanis nodded. In his eyes, the human beings paid for this war. The star spirit is by no means an ungrateful race. Let the human allies evacuate first and the eldest son of God break up!
"And, dark priest!" Atanis looked at the fleet that had begun to fight. He knew that this time, the Al recovery operation of Xingling was a complete failure. However, failure did not mean that they had to give up. The war had just begun. They needed all available war materials and destroyed those that could not be taken away. In short, they must not be left to Emmon!
"We have to start the ark this time. Al has a channel connecting saguras. We can't hold saguras. We need a complete industrial base to fight Emmon!"
"I see! Give it to us! " Zeratu nodded. He summoned his Dark Templars. Now the coalition forces are adjusting their deployment, and only they have the spare power to carry out these dangerous preparations.
"I'll let long-range fire cover you!"