"The current energy had reached 100%, and a transition transmission test could be manually conducted."
Finally!
It turned out safe and sound.
After the vampires were repelled, they had not appeared again, giving them enough ti to set up the prism attack array.
Captain Grandville took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Begin the transition transmission test!"
"Buzz!"
As the outer prism transition towers lit up one by one, spatial light spots gradually appeared around the Prism Tower.
From the white light spots erged small chanical flying devices.
Transition completed!
Spawn combat flying machines-White Bees.
Each had a body length of only 2 ters, equipped with high-tier energy modules, capable of firing high-frequency beam weapons, with
electromagnetic interference and enhanced electromagnetic paralysis, possessing extrely high agility.
"Report! The actual transition transmission had been completed. Confirmation had been sent to the spawn mainfra, and headquarters had already obtained control authority from the mainfra."
"Very good! Continue to set up the defensive array."
"Understood!"
Grandville looked toward the distant land outside the ship covered in white ice crystals, and silently prayed in his heart.
The spawn overall attack deploynt was divided into three stages, with the first stage taking the longest, while the subsequent second and third stages were targeted reinforcents and expansions.
There were still three to four hours before the full deploynt was complete. As long as they endured until then, his mission would be considered complete. As for how to deal with the vampires afterward, that was none of his concern- it would all be handled by the spawns.
Grandville turned to the group of Blue Lizards behind him and nodded, saying, "Everyone, thank you for your hard work."
"It was what we should do."
The elder patriarch of the Blue Lizard Clan gently nodded, also looking out beyond the ship, his eyes showing a solemn expression.
Black Fog...
The Black Fog outside was thicker than when they had first arrived. And he could feel that the Black Fog was still accelerating in its gathering. Although he did not know exactly what negative effects the Black Fog had, judging from how the spawns had always been extrely wary of it, the Black Fog was probably not as simple as everyone thought.
"Buzz, buzz..."
Around the crystals that were already linked into the attack network, star-like spatial fluctuations constantly appeared.
The remote combat White Bees quickly gathered in midair, forming combat formations.
Aside from the aerial units, enhanced combat chs-White Spiders-also erged through transition on the ground around the prism devices.
Individually, they seed small, like hexagonal little boxes, moving by extending chanical claws from their bodies, with multiple interfaces on their hexagonal shells.
The White Spiders could quickly assemble into different forms in a very short ti to adapt to various battlefield needs.
If desired, a large number of White Spider machines could even build a giant warship bristling with gun barrels.
Most importantly, the White Spiders were lightweight mass-production weapons built by the spawns specifically for war, with their cost driven down to an extrely cheap level.
Dozens of transition prism arrays operated simultaneously, continuously releasing spatial fluctuations.
Large chanical combat devices gradually entered the battlefield preparation area through the transition system.
Spawn large combat machines-codenad Fortresses.
The Fortress machines were massive, capable of absorbing large amounts of damage on the battlefield to protect their allies, while also possessing imnse chanical kinetic power, able to destroy various defensive facilities at close
range.
In addition, continuously arriving through transition to the battlefield were the most common spawn ground combat creatures: spawn war machines-
Punishers.
The Punisher war machines were the product of countless interstellar battles and modifications, with all paraters tuned to their most optimized state, making them suitable for virtually all combat situations.
Beyond their outstanding combat data, the most terrifying thing about them was their sheer numbers.
Once the spawn arsenals were fully activated, as long as resources were sufficient, millions of Punisher war machines could be created every second, and then instantly sent into battle via transition.
In just over ten minutes, vast numbers of chanical creatures had already gathered on the ground.
Captain Grandville looked at the dense mass of chanical creatures outside the ship and finally felt slightly relieved.
It was clear that the spawns were truly investing heavily this ti.
All of them were the latest versions of spawn war machines.
Their numbers were at their maximum.
Regardless of the exact combat power of these war machines, just their overwhelming numbers alone gave the Spawn Alliance fleet sense of security.
"Ka, ka ka ka, ka ka ka..."
A green glow lit up in the eyes of the chanical creatures, and then they began moving in batches, gradually advancing to begin their exploratory
actions.
Captain Grandville frowned at the sight, his voice cold as he demanded, "What was going on? I did not give the order-who allowed the war machines to begin
moving!?"
"Report, the war machines had connected to the spawn main control system network. The spawn main control system held the highest control authority.
They must have already read all the data our ships had gathered in the Land of Ice Soul and, after combining it with intelligence information, remotely
initiated the attack command."
Captain Grandville's face darkened, and he fell into silence.
He said nothing, but inwardly he was full of resentnt.
Those spawn fools! What were they rushing for!?
The attack array still needed more than three hours before it was fully deployed. If the spawns rushed to attack now and accidentally provoked a counterattack from the mutant worm swarm, luring them out, what then? They had already waited this long-what difference would a few more hours
make?
But with control authority in the hands of the spawns, there was nothing he
could do.
Grandville adjusted his mindset and continued, "Very well, send out small reconnaissance aircraft to follow the spawn forces, link the remote projection-
I need to observe every detail of the battlefield!"
"Received! The small reconnaissance aircraft had already connected to the
spawn network and was departing for the war zone."
"Report! The reconnaissance aircraft had entered the combat zone. The network connection was unstable, and the transmitted visuals might be intermittent."
The operators said this while quickly switching several screen feeds to the onboard chanical caras advancing toward the mutant worm swarm
headquarters.
The Blue Lizards also remained in the main control room at this ti.
Seeing the spawn machines formally launch their attack on the mutant worm forces, the clan mbers all turned their gazes toward the elder.
The Blue Lizard patriarch gently shook his head, signaling for his people to
remain calm.
Their mission this ti was to ensure the construction proceeded smoothly.
Although they had lost one clansman on the battlefield and had ford a grudge with the vampires, there was no need to act rashly so soon. Let the spawn machines test the situation first.
The first batch of spawn machines was composed mainly of a large number of
Punisher war machines, along with so White Bees, White Spiders, and
Fortress chs.
The sky-darkening chanical army massed together, and in sheer numbers, they were not inferior to the mutant worms-indeed, their scale even
surpassed that of the worm swarm.
They surged forward in mighty force, charging toward the distant region covered by mutant worm creep.
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