As a half-life, almost all conspiracy groups in Comoros have no way out, only the black-hearted conspiracy groups can give them such a meager hope.
Correspondingly, more efforts are required, but there will always be rewards.
As the commander of the Nine Ether Fortress, he loyally served the consul Victor, which naturally brought him power and many secret promises that had not yet been revealed.
At the same time, for a Half Lifezi who only has a code name, such service also brought him a name.
Jordan Simon.
A name was given to him by Victor, and even now, many centuries have passed, he still remembers the ins and outs of the name he obtained—he thought that under the conspiracy he devoted his life to, sentimentality that would lie in family relations would disappear.
But in fact he is still forever grateful for his name, because only half-life children who are considered valuable will be named - most people are named from birth to new life until they complete their service to their masters who are always full of conspiracy.
But Jordan Simon is famous, so he is more than just cannon fodder for a conspiracy group.
Even in the eyes of others, he is just Victor's loyal dog.
"Dragu, what should I do now?"
In the palace-like command post of the Ether Fortress, there are a large number of monitors and communication devices unique to the Eldar tribe. Except for the combatants, everyone else is staring at their screens seriously.
Several nightmares stood closest to Jordan Simon, and then his officers were his officers.
"What's the situation now?"
As the Blackheart Conspiracy Group, second only to the consul, Dragu, Jordan Simon rarely makes him embarrassed, but today he looks bitter.
Just half an hour ago, the environment around the Ether Fortress suddenly became bad.
Although the Internet channel has indeed become increasingly unstable after the great fall, and the situation has further worsened by a certain golden ape, the Internet channel around Comoros is basically solid, and such collapses rarely occur.
"The collapse of the network wall is still intensifying, and the material is becoming increasingly unstable, and there is still a lot of supreme material infiltrating."
"Is there any enemy situation?"
"Not yet, sir, but the etheric fog is getting thicker and thicker."
Jordan Simon sighed sadly. Aether fog often appears in broken networks, which is a product of a natural phenomenon caused by the conflict between subspace matter and network cleaning mechanisms.
But this time the etheric fog was particularly intense, almost covering the fortress, and the color was still a very unsettling green.
"Start the low visibility protocol and I'm going to go outside and take a look."
The technician immediately passed the command to the communication line. Due to the suppression of the etheric fog, Jordan Simon could already hear the sound being dispelled and hissed.
He then left the hall and walked to an open-air platform, his helmet goggles flashed, then dimmed, cutting off the initial light.
He was standing at the highest point of the fortress, standing there with his hands on his hips, looking at his territory. The wreckage of ancient spiritual buildings was the foundation of the fortress, and the defensive fortifications and fortifications left dense holes on the bone-white foundation.
Not far away is an arc-shaped port, and it is also a place where ships that need to enter Comoros must be parked.
He stopped when he turned far away.
There, there is only the dirty green, mixed with purple spots of subspace, forming an invisible, moving whole.
Jordan Simon looked at it for a while, then snapped his fingers. A wandering adjutant stepped forward and pushed the others away with his elbow.
"Dracula, what are you asking?"
"Order all guards to enter the highest wartime state and ensure that all defense facilities can be activated immediately."
"Received, sir."
The unknown adjutant turned around and hurriedly ran towards the stairs.
Jordan Simon turned around again, looking at the approaching green etheric fog. He had fought in countless worlds and liked to raid unprepared enemies, but in the same way, he also didn't like fighting where there was no sight of the enemy.
"Try the communicator again and send a signal to the overlord. We are in trouble."
"Dracula, I still cannot contact Comoros."
"So haven't one of the messengers come back? None of them?"
"No, sir...none of them."
"Dracula!"
An officer screamed in horror. Jordan Simon turned his head and looked along the other party's trembling arms, and saw a giant with hideous flesh and blood, sharp claws and sharp teeth appearing in the vast green ether fog.
It was like a water monster in a sewage pool, staring at the unconscious prey on the water surface, slowly approaching.
Seeing this thing, Jordan Simon's slender eyes were wider than humans, and then screamed in silence:
"The lackey of the God of Plague! It's the enemy attack! The enemy attack!"
The next moment, the monster started to move, its majestic body dragging thick fog, and there were a large number of ships of different sizes around it.
"Rise the shield! Raise the shield! All counterattack firepower is activated."
Just as the shield of the Ether Fortress quickly rose, the bow of the leader's behemoth also emitted a dull light, and then a terrifying energy burst out, like a sharp blade penetrated into the fortress.
boom--
The violent impact made the entire fortress shake continuously. Jordan Simon, who was sitting on the command throne and watching the battle outside, looked like a pale body.
He had recognized the infamous warship and realized how much trouble he had encountered.
"The Final Number... The Final Number! It turned out to be the Final Number! How did they suddenly appear here!"
In response, the ether fortress, which condensed the essence of the Dark Spirit's military power, all the heavy dark spears, decomposition cannons, pulse cannons, storm vortex projectors, void spears, etc. installed on it immediately ejected deadly counterattack firepower, creating a dense explosion in the raid fleet of the 14th Legion.
At the same time, the razor wing formation and the Void Crow formation in the fortress also took off urgently to fight with the fighter formations of the 14th Legion's raid fleet.
The battle has reached a white heat from the beginning, and both sides have poured out their strongest firepower to each other without any hesitation.
But the Dark Spirit Clan has been entrenched in the Internet for countless years. The Ether Fortress built with its profound heritage is not only strong in defense, but also brutal in firepower. The 14th Legion has put all its strength into defeating it. Now it is difficult for a fleet to deal with it.
After several rounds of confrontation, the Ether Fortress gave up the defense of the port and shrank the shield into the fortress area. The 14th Legion's raid fleet had several cruisers and frigates turned into wreckage in the network channel, and the artillery position on the side of the Zhongyan was also severely hit.
It was at this time that the believers of the God of Plague took out their killer weapon after pulling in enough distances—