call out--
A dazzling beam of light passed by in the void.
The next second, this precise shelling from the Netherworld destroyed a Claw-class frigate. It took less than 1 second for the expensive and fragile Comoros ship to be completely destroyed.
As the small ships surrounding the battlefield were destroyed one by one, the blockade of the Black Heart Conspiracy Group was opened with a gap. With the help of the mimicry engine and the holographic force field, the powerful Heaven Tears Fleet launched a raid without knowing that it would have been aware of it, and ten minutes after the battle broke out, it sank more than fifty battleships of the Black Heart Conspiracy Group.
In the past, Comoros ships would always use speed and firepower to tease and torture those bulky opponents, but when facing ships with the same technology, their speed and maneuverability were gone, and the winning and losing factor of the battle was pulled back to the most fundamental firepower and quantity.
But it is obvious that the fleet deployed by the Black Heart Conspiracy Group here is completely impossible to be an opponent of the Tear Fleet of Heaven.
On the bridge of the Hope Killer, Tarril, one of the five consuls of the Black Heart Conspiracy Group, sat lazily on his command throne, watching the holographic screen unfolding on the frost blue marble.
After the last time he failed to lead the team to attack the Eternal Court, Victor did not blame them, but this was a big blow to his prestige. The consul was not so easy to be, and there would always be someone trying to replace them. Therefore, he could be said to have volunteered in this action.
If you do it well, the impact of previous failures will be forgotten.
Looking at the magnificent scene of destruction, Tariel subconsciously smiled. Although the destructions came from their fleet, they did not hinder his visual enjoyment - for the residents of Comoros, killing and death also needed grace.
Of course, it would be even better if it could bring more death to the other party, and he also longed for the pleasure of experiencing it, but there were still some problems to deal with before that.
"Teach those arrogant white fools again."
He said to a crew member standing nearby:
"Let's draw them all out."
Under his command, four small fleets suddenly jumped into real space near the dragon nest of the Void Dragon Pirates.
According to his plan, hordes of plundering ships and pirate ships will firmly attract the attention of the Heaven's Tears Fleet, and they will quickly retreat to the edge of the galaxy.
And there, the sinister blade had already been ambushed, waiting for the prey.
The ambush was unprecedentedly large, and nine conspiracy groups were joined by Victor using coercion and temptation. The ambush had been planned for several years. In order to conceal the fleet's actions, many ships even left Comoros for half a year in advance and wandered in the universe.
More than 200 cruisers, 700 plundering ships and frigates, and 35 extremely rare in Comoros, are usually sealed in ports - they are usually considered battleships, but in fact there are no unified models. Just like other equipment from the residents of Comoros, there are few similar two ships, but they all have some similarities, extremely powerful firepower and extremely huge hangar capacity.
A grand fireworks show is ready. When the fleet of the Eternal Court is brought over, the Comoros Comoros, which is already ready for battle, will allow them to experience the art of supremacy and pain.
When the raid is over, they will find all survivors from the wreckage of the Eternal Court fleet, which will be a great publicity for victory, they will live a fulfilling life and the guests will have a great time.
When the first report came, the consul leaned on his seat, and the first fire exchange was swift and bloody, and he smiled with satisfaction.
"These innocent white fools seem to have taken the bait."
A woman's voice came to his ears softly.
The surrounding snake bodyguard slowly emerged from the shadow next to the master's command throne, making a "hissing" sound. Its hands were held on the handle of the weapon, and its body became stiff due to vigilance.
The consul just waved his hand casually, signaling the snake man to retreat, and then smiled:
"They have always been like this. Even if they claim to have established a country, they are still the terrified wanderers in the void."
He turned around and saw his Rama concubine wandering alone on the command deck, usually not allowed to approach ordinary conspiracy warriors, even his own subordinates.
But the other party is not an ordinary person, or it is not as simple as a concubine.
She is a member of the Rama Sisters, Lilytu, the daughter of the Void, and a master of poison and conspiracy.
Although this sounds dangerous, it is essential for consuls who want to climb up, because it can prove their strength and prove that they can tame the most dangerous females, and these conspiracy experts can also help them find out their subordinates who are in a timely manner who are incompetent or difficult to control.
Another thing that makes the consuls care about is loyalty. Although this is almost a miracle for the capricious Comorian women, the Rama Sisters is indeed an exception. When they sign a contract with a consul, they will no longer be loyal to others, let alone the affair that can be seen everywhere in Comoros, but this unique loyalty does not come without a price. According to the rules of the sorority, if a master is proven to be inappropriate, then no sister will serve him for a long time, and this situation is not common - usually, the Rama concubine will choose the right time and place to end it with a small amount of poison.
Ownership of Rama must come with dangerous responsibilities, but few consuls can remember this for a long time, even they will always persecute or insult their Ramas, and Ramas will punish them according to the ancient sisterhood laws.
Things have always been like this, but this dangerous game has always attracted male consuls.
"By the way, I don't remember inviting you to the bridge."
When he approached the hunting ground of his choice, only a few subordinates, or the one he liked the most, were invited to be on the bridge with him.
"Oh, dear Taril, you know, the lack of invitations can't stop me, after all, if that's the case, I can't go anywhere."
Rama, wearing a thorny low-cut black dress-style dress armor, appeared next to the consul like a seductive rose, then leaned over and put his white hands on his shoulder.
"Don't you want to share this moment of victory with me?"
"Do I seem to be a person who is happy to share? But today...I forgive you."
Tariel turned his attention to the screen, and his concubine continued:
Chapter completed!