All the foreigners of Gith had a brief silence because of the angels of divine appearance, while the pure white angels just hang there quietly, just like the silence before the arrival of judgment.

The foreigners in the fleet, facing the magnificent miracles, were stunned for a moment, looking at the existence standing in the void at a loss.

Then, they saw the angels with divine appearance move.

The pure white angel slowly raised his right hand, and the scepter he held gently raised, and the light flowed out of the silver scepter, like a falling galaxy, illuminating the dead battlefield.

Just as the pupils of all the Gith foreigners reflected this scene, the three halos floating behind him suddenly unfolded!

——【Crown unfolds·The world of out-of-control——】

——【Time twist·Pause!】

Buzz —!!!

With angels as the axis, the entire battlefield suddenly fell into stagnation!

At this moment, the time flow of the entire fleet completely frozen, with huge warships, bursting fires, the shells that were about to bombard, and even the flow of space dust. Everything instantly lost its color and turned into a monotonous gray-white movie quality.

All the sounds disappeared.

All the glory is drawn away.

All movements are solidified.

The entire universe was deprived of color and fell into a state of static that could not be broken free. Only Xia Xiu still stood in the gray world, his white hair, white robe, and white wings still flowed with a true luster. He is the only existence with the ability to move in this twisted and still river of time.

During the stagnation period, Xia Xiu slowly raised the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand, and the electronic pump of the lever operated, prying out a certain transcendent power. Unstable illusory fluctuations appeared at the top of the silver long stick. The space was slightly distorted at that moment, as if even the laws of the world could not bear the power that was about to come.

——【The lever of the sky-electronic pump·asymmetric lever--】

His light wings moved slightly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, he had already appeared in the axis of the fleet.

His right hand held the handle of the staff tightly, and his eyes slowly scanned the Gith foreign fleet that was frozen in still time.

The twelve warships were suspended helplessly in the void, unable to move, just like prisoners who had been sentenced long ago, waiting for the judge to execute the ultimate verdict.

“——The End Scene·Ripple.”

His voice echoed in the frozen world of time, with an unquestionable determination.

He lifted the [the lever of the sky] and swung it towards the still world.

The tip of the staff cut through the gray space, and the entire stagnant flow of time was impacted by this pry, causing indescribable fluctuations.

boom--!!!

An invisible wave spread from the top of the staff, like a ripples thrown into the static lake, but it is no longer a simple wave of water, but a twisted wave that tear apart reality and sweeps across the entire void!

It spreads outward with Xia Cultivation as the axis, spreading like some kind of water wave, directly covering every corner of the twelve warships.

The gray world trembled slightly for a moment, and then...

Time has resumed flow.

Buzz —

Everything starts over.

In the eyes of the Gith foreigners inside the ship and the [Glory Sword-class cruiser] in the distance, as well as all the sons of the courtyard who successfully seized the ship, they only saw that the pure white angel appeared in front of the fleet's charge.

The next second, they blinked.

And when the eyes opened again, the angel had already appeared in the axis of the fleet!

Their minds could not even understand what happened in this short moment. Everything seemed so transcendent to reality, and even the logic was difficult to match.

But they saw...

——In an instant, destruction came!

A series of torn cracks appeared on the surface of the twelve Gith foreign warships!

The ship shell was cracking silently, the armor layer disintegrated without warning, the energy core inside the battleship engine suddenly extinguished, everything seemed to be completely destroyed by unknown forces at the moment when time was paused!

——The Gith foreigners inside the fleet didn’t even know how they died.

Their hull still moved according to the original trajectory, but the next second, the hull began to fall apart without explanation.

"No, everyone...run!!"

In the bridge of a frigate, the captain just noticed something was wrong in the light in front of him, and his pupils had not completely shrunk.

The next moment - the bridge of the entire warship suddenly collapsed, twisted into an irreparable blind spot, and then turned into fragments, and the gravitational band pierced by the leverage was directly torn apart!

The core of the energy furnaces of several destroyers at the rear ends was spontaneously extinguished, and the hull's psychic barrier was not even triggered by self-destructive reactions. The internal organs of the crew were directly shocked and burned in a silent fluctuation, and fell into a deep sleep of death.

The main gun of the nearby frigate had not been launched yet, and the bow had broken into two pieces. The huge ship body was instantly...

Swallow.

Tear.

Crush.

Turned into stardust.

In an instant, the twelve Gis foreign warships that were originally charged in a fierce manner were completely destroyed in an instant, and they could not even be launched, and they directly turned into wreckage floating in the universe!

Everything happened too quickly and could not even be described as "fight" - this is not fighting at all, but massacre.

At this moment, all the sons of the courtyard were stunned and stared at this no longer complete battlefield.

Their minds were blank, and their thoughts could hardly express the shock at this moment. Only the terrifying and unreasonable destruction scene remained in their minds.

"……this……"

It’s not that they have seen the cruelty of war, nor have they experienced the battle of life and death personally, but that many people have even had a premonition of the crushing of extraordinary powers on the battlefield at a high level.

However, no battle can make them realize...

Crashed to this point.

They saw it.

With just one person, in just one move, the twelve warships were wiped out in just a blink of an eye, and they could not even struggle.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Even they did not hear the roar of the explosion, did not see the flashing of the main guns of the enemy ships, and there was no room for any counterattack - the Gith foreign fleet, which was completely destroyed before even the "fight" was carried out.

At this moment, the navigator Selas Sephalon, who was in the bridge, stared at the battlefield with three eyes wide open, and sweat dripped silently on his forehead.

His third psychic eye was still running wildly, but from beginning to end, his brain only received an unresolvable stream of data.

"Over limit...over limit...over limit..."

His consciousness was almost dragged down by his own computing power. Even if he had the ability to compute psychic, he could not understand what was going on in a short period of time.

This has gone beyond the scope of "tactics" and beyond the rules of "war".

This is simply a natural disaster.

His throat trembled slightly, his lips twitched a few times, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't spit out a word.

His knowledge, his tactics, his experience... is useless at this moment.

Mikhail Tukhachevsky, the political commissar of the courtyard far away at the other end, is known for his calmness and rationality. At this moment, he is also holding the tactical terminal tightly, and his knuckles turn white due to excessive force.

On his tactical terminal, the battlefield situation chart is still flashing, but the twelve enemy ship logos on the display have been completely cleared, without any process, only results.

"Enemy ship loss: 100%.

Mikhail's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but murmur in the genealogical communication channel:

“…Is this the crown unit?”

Another political commissar, Joseph Gardner, looked stiff and his voice was dry:

"Our teacher...he...is no longer a simple crown unit..."

The sons of the courtyard on the bridge looked at each other, and some of them still did not recover from the shock, and even subconsciously touched their hearts, fearing that their souls would be shattered by the ripples of destruction at this moment.

They finally understood the principle that if they don’t enter the crown, they will eventually become ants.

If there is no corresponding level of great power to compete, then there is only way to welcome them to survive by cutting off their arms and escape in panic.

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Xia Xiu, in the middle of the battlefield, muttered silently in his heart.

“…Now the Turin Type I is becoming more and more durable…”

He looked down at the [triple crown] slowly dissipating behind him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The three halos floating behind were still releasing amazing heat, and they flashed from time to time, and he could clearly feel the energy consumption in his body.

He secretly calculated the consumption of the attack just now, and couldn't help but complain:

"Now let go of your hands and feet and start the apostle mode is really the same as the three-minute mode, and it consumes energy when you start your hands..."

In the attack just now, he didn't hold back at all. He directly activated a large-scale AOE group damage as soon as he came up.
To be continued...