"Detected an anomaly in space energy!"
"Conducting wave pattern analysis, identified as Bone Fly, no biological signals detected, unsure which Saint Luo envoy it is."
"If it’s a Saint Luo envoy... then it must be Lord August; only the ninth Saint Luo envoy has appeared in the Caron galaxy in the past three months."
At the edge of the Caron galaxy’s border defense line, on a planet appearing ochre from space, nurous Saint Luo clan soldiers are in the underground base, with a few individuals in commander uniforms looking up at a huge light screen.
"However, Lord August did not inform us, so proceed according to standard border control procedures, arrange our elite forces from Caron’s 17th Border Army to escort, letting the Saint Luo envoy witness the magnificent military appearance of our 17th Border Army."
The fleet patrolling in space began to slowly contract their formation, while dozens of warships began to ascend from the planet’s surface.
Six red-class heavy battleships, twelve desert-class heavy armored cruisers, the rest forming a small fleet with over forty missile destroyers, escort ships, and reconnaissance ships.
For a border outpost within such a vast star system, this was already a high-standard fleet.
The silent space suddenly rippled.
[Space energy reaction increasing!]
[Confird, identified as Bone Fly’s unique dual-optical layer fluctuation!]
"17th Border Army’s 10th Fleet, form up!"
The order was imdiately relayed throughout the fleet.
The red-painted 10th Border Fleet began to spread out in a beautiful double-row formation.
The floating asteroids and debris in space suddenly expanded layer by layer, and the originally empty central region now boiled like ink, turning deep black.
A rotund, gigantic white Bone Whale head burst through the black barrier.
A 200-ter-long body twisted and erged.
It was indeed a Bone Fly.
"Verifying biological paraters, confird to be Bone Fly under Lord August’s command."
The 200-ter Bone Fly was projected as a 3D image on the command ship’s screen, quickly matching the database.
The Saint Luo clan soldiers who heard the news, regardless of rank, felt a surge of spirit.
The arrival of a Saint Luo envoy here was indeed the honor of the 17th Border Army!
"Caron galaxy, Frey warship signal has sent confirmation information."
"It’s Honorary Captain Frey, indeed, it was those who charged into the Black Storm following Lord August."
Within the ink-black region, a ship’s prow began to appear.
Yet...
The Bone Fly appeared, the ink-black region remained, but there was no sign of the Saint Luo envoy.
The imposing blood and flesh giant did not appear.
"Where is the Saint Luo envoy?"
"Conducting a spore energy layer scan, transmitting a confirmation signal."
Just as the hundreds of radars began their scans, the silent hovering Bone Fly suddenly opened its maw filled with fangs.
Amidst those chilling teeth, a black figure slowly raised its head, two specks of blood-red in its eye sockets ignited like flas.
"The last line of defense..."
A soft whisper echoed in the cockpit.
A streak of crimson rose behind!
And within the 17th Border Army’s 10th Fleet, the Peeping rapid captured this sight.
The image of a black cha swiftly appeared on the large light screen.
"This is..."
"The intruder!"
"...without any coercive asures, it’s an intruder with already a ford energy reaction!"
An ear-piercing alarm instantly resounded throughout the fleet.
All the Saint Luo warriors waiting for August’s arrival experienced a brief lapse before simultaneously assuming combat stances.
For that black cha flew out of the Bone Fly’s mouth, arms extended diagonally with massive claw blades ejecting from beneath the hand armor, Shura raised its head, a half-blood Red Lotus flickering on its chest.
The force field level began to skyrocket!
A desolate aura marked with intricate patterns appeared on the cha’s back.
The black body was suddenly covered with lava-like veins as if volcano magma fissures erged.
Hell’s Third Gate Realm—Injury Gate opened!
As the pattern on its back disintegrated, the entire cha instantaneously split into three.
An extrely brief sense of disorientation flashed through the mind, Mu Fan’s eyes remained cold as ever.
This was Shura’s [Molecular-level Phantom Generator] at work.
Materialized imagery.
Molecular-level mirror image reconstruction.
The mysterious Z substance beyond the boundary of void and reality was activated by Shura.
Crossing arms, leaning forward, and as three afterimages charged out, they split into nine!
Nine identical Shuras, nine identical blood-red eyes gazed ahead.
The figures blurred again.
Twenty-seven!
Split again!
Eighty-one!
Every 0.2 seconds marked a boundary point.
When the warship weapons of the 10th fleet barely began to light up, two hundred and forty-three Shura images completely breached the defense line!
Third Gate Realm—[Instant Prison Shadow Kill Formation]!
The last scene in the eyes of the Saint Luo warriors was a myriad of further divided phantoms.
"Searing light screen, conduct selective strikes!"
"Spore cover layer, launch."
The dozens of ships in the 10th Fleet, connected by beams from head to tail, instantly projected a massive laser grid.
This was the Saint Luo clan’s exclusive asure against mirror attacks.
The Peeping would instantly pinpoint the true body based on the reaction when the grid contacted the mirror image.
"Hold—until reinforcents—"
In one of the red-class battleship’s command cabins, the captain’s voice abruptly stopped, like a noisy duck suddenly strangled.
"No phantoms!?"
"All of them are real bodies!?"
"Imposs—"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A sudden, violent tremor erged from all directions.
Everyone in the command cabin, including the captain, was instantly thrown against the wall.
The bodies of the Saint Luo soldiers were incredibly resilient; crashing into the wall showed no signs of spitting blood, yet before the captain could issue an order, the wall behind him was swiftly ripped open with three large cracks from left to right.
The captain was instantaneously sliced into four segnts!
The startled expression was frozen on his head.
What appeared behind...?
Hundreds of Shura shadows sliced through the fleet with claw blades.
This high-standard patrol fleet, like land plowed over repeatedly...
Ravines crisscrossed, shattering in fragnts.
Hundreds and thousands of Shura shadows passed through the fleet overlapped at a point like freeze-fra images.
The black body solidified once more.
Mu Fan’s labored breathing resounded in the cockpit like a bellows.
...
"Gulp."
The massive battleship fell silent, and at this mont, a gulping sound was particularly jarring.
"Is this Brother Mu’s power..."
"This is... the might to tear through the stars."
From the rise to the split, the sweeping hundred thousand reflections across the fleet, then converging into one, happened in just three breaths.
An entire fleet was torn into cosmic dust.
But that magnificent scene, like a cascading waterfall, fiercely struck the heart of every Barbaric Ascension Star native.
"This is the power worth pursuing a lifeti!"
Alva clenched his fist tightly; at that mont, his eyes held only that proud figure.
Tearing through the Black Storm, tearing through the sea of asteroids, tearing through the fleet’s defense line.
Within a month of entering space, that black cha transford into the most ferocious beast, shattering their worldview into fragnts.
A field never ventured into before, a world hot with the blood igniting in every prairie man, appeared boldly before them.
"Next, you will usher in an entirely new world."
"A universe we shall explore and create."
"Welco, the second batch of residents of Shadow Island."
Mu Fan’s voice echoed within the vast warship.
Behind the fleet’s remains in the black cosmos, a continually writhing black rift ca into clear view for everyone.
Before that rift, Shura stood proudly.
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