Chapter 24: The Howl of the Blood Wolves, Section 10

Indeed, it’s really the Moors…
That smooth hull, resembling stone in texture—these were the distinctive features of those Moor reconnaissance ships back then. And the terrifying blue light emitted from their bows was also one of the tactics used by the Moors in their attacks.
You see, such powerful energy weapons capable of destroying even large warships in an instant—only the Moors possess them in the entire universe. Even the most powerful ship guns available to humans fall far short of even one-tenth of their strength. No, not even one percent.
Marschall Wick’s forehead instantly covered in beads of sweat as his mind raced.
There’s no doubt—this warship is completely different from any reconnaissance ship he’s seen before. It must be part of the Moors’ regular combat fleet. Just by looking at its terrifying size, one can guess its strength. Whether it’s his own interstellar fleet or the private forces of Grand Duke Poseidon, who is currently an ally, defeating it would require an extremely high price.
So the question is: how many such warships do the Moors have? Are there more behind this one?
Watching as that giant warship in the crystal fired again, piercing several of their own ships, Marschall Wick felt as if his heart was breaking.
That was money—plus those soldiers, all experienced veterans… How could he face his subordinates after such heavy losses?
The fleet sent to the battlefield numbered only about a thousand ships. After being depleted by the noble forces and fighting against the Grand Duke for half a time, now this Moor warship appeared as well. Marschall Wick suddenly realized he could feel pain over losing ships too.
He cautiously estimated that if half of the ships sent could return after this war, he could consider himself lucky.
But no matter how difficult it was, he had to keep fighting. The description of the Moors given by Blackhair weighed heavily on his heart like a massive boulder. And every encounter so far had proven, without exception, the brutality and aggression of this race. A race that would resort to destructive attacks without even attempting any communication—probably only the Moors exist like that in the entire universe!!

“Attack!! Sakka!! Kill him for me. I’ll send reinforcements right away. I don’t care if you lose all your warships or all your soldiers. Under no circumstances must you let him escape. I want to see if the Moors are truly invincible!!” Marshal Wick, enraged, gritted his teeth fiercely and issued a deadly order to his most trusted adjutant. Then, staring at the giant warship in the crystal, he sneered cruelly.

“Be arrogant then. Keep being arrogant. Once I cripple you and study the wreckage of this warship in detail, I’ll show you whether humans are as weak and incompetent as you think.”

With that thought, Marshal Wick waved his hand. The video crystal in the room flickered immediately, and when it became clear again, the figure of Grand Duke Bosisi appeared clearly. At that moment, this high-ranking and powerful grand duke was sitting quietly in his armchair, frowning deeply. One finger tapped unconsciously on the armrest, and although his expression remained calm, the increasingly rapid tapping betrayed him. Seemingly expecting Marshal Wick to contact him, Grand Duke Bosisi didn’t get up but simply sighed deeply.

For some reason, hearing that sigh suddenly caused pain in Marshal Wick’s heart.

“Wick, you’ve gone too far this time.”

“Grand Duke, I had no choice. Actually, I understand your thoughts, and I’m willing to help you unify the entire noble class and then gradually eliminate their incompetence, making them truly useful people. But…” Marshal Wick also sighed deeply, pointing upward.

“There’s not enough time.”

“Hm?” Hearing this, Grand Duke Bosisi sat up straight immediately. “You knew about the appearance of this warship all along!?”

Under his intense gaze, even Marshal Wick felt pressured. Yet he still took a deep breath.

“Yes.”

“Behind this warship is a terrifying race called the Moors…” The old marshal began to explain slowly…

The battle raged on. Both sides’ warships attacked even more fiercely. Although the human fleet had lost over thirty warships since the actual fighting began, that terrifying blue light hadn’t appeared again, which undoubtedly relieved everyone. Excluding the power of that blue light, this giant warship, though still difficult to deal with, wasn’t invincible. Over time, several large holes visible to the naked eye had appeared on it. When energy weapons struck it, they no longer created ripples like water but rather small sparks.

Its energy armor finally ran out of power… The crew aboard the warship grew excited and intensified their attacks even more.
“That’s right… I don’t know too many details either. Most of what I know came from that black-haired lord of the 31st Star Region. Your Excellency the Grand Duke, I know you’re a man of responsibility. At a time like this, if we continue to fight over interests among the nobles, isn’t that utterly pointless?” Marshal Wick finally finished telling the story of the Moors and looked at Grand Duke Poseidon across from him, hesitating before adding, “Moreover, those nobles aren’t any good. Every year, many planets that are settled are taken by them, but who knows how many of those end up abandoned afterward? Their lives are extremely decadent. It’s said that some nobles have even developed a taste for eating young girls’ hearts. Can you really turn a blind eye to all this, as a Grand Duke?”
“Shut up! You should know who you’re talking to! I’m also a noble!!” Grand Duke Poseidon snapped, cutting off Marshal Wick.
“But you’re also a noble with courage,” Marshal Wick retorted, his gaze sharp.
“To be honest with you, Your Excellency, I’ve already signed a comprehensive cooperation agreement with the black-haired lord of the 31st Star Region and reached agreements on all aspects. I must say, that black-haired lord is a far more resolute man. Even if you refuse to help us, our plan must go ahead. Of course, this might not sit well with some people. I also don’t want you to become an obstacle to humanity’s progress…”
“A plan!?” Grand Duke Poseidon raised his eyebrows, feeling a very badfeeling.
“That’s right! Using this invasion by the Moors as a starting point, the two of us will unite the fragmented human societies and destroy this race that has invaded countless star regions. Some may die in the process, but those who survive will surely become the masters of the universe. Under such circumstances, all sacrifices are negligible! Even… those who have supported me like you.” The old marshal’s white hair moved as if in a breeze, his eyes gleaming like stars.
“This is an inevitable trend of societal development—none of us can change it.”
“Nonsense! Just him!? That upstart with only a few hundred outdated warships, who gets excited just by robbing a freighter?” Grand Duke Poseidon hid his contempt for the black-haired man none at all.

Although the Blood Wolf faction had just shocked the entire universe, Duke Poseidon also admitted that their tactics were practical and effective. Yet, as a noble grand duke, how could he possibly have a good opinion of a lord with pirate-like tendencies? Seeing his expression, Marshal Wick sighed again. Nobles remained nobles—no matter how outstanding they were, they always carried an inherent sense of superiority. Perhaps he had indeed misjudged this person. “Very well, Your Grand Ducal Excellence. It’s your freedom to decide what to do. But for this battle, I hope your fleet will give it its all. I’ve also sent a squadron there just now. Under no circumstances can we let that warship remain—it’s too destructive.” At these words, Grand Duke Poseidon’s expression turned serious. Glancing at the starry sky still filled with battles, he nodded slightly. The orders were quickly disseminated. This time, both the duke’s private forces and the interstellar fleet threw everything they had at the enemy. Large fleets after large fleets charged at that massive vessel, ignoring its terrifying firepower. The situation immediately became one-sided. Though that Moorish warship was powerful, it was like a whale stranded on shore—struggling desperately to escape but unable to break free from the web of countless warships. As time passed, its energy shield was completely depleted, and its smooth hull was riddled with holes; visible sparks could even be seen inside. At this point, everyone knew that mysterious warship was finished—defeating it was only a matter of time. But to achieve this victory, the human fleets also suffered heavy losses. Aside from nearly a hundred ships destroyed by artillery fire, many more were lost when ships abandoned all defenses and collided head-on in desperate attempts to counterattack. The huge crater on the head of that mysterious warship was proof of the bravery of those human soldiers. If anyone could observe from above the battlefield at that moment, they would see that the area around that massive warship was cluttered with the wreckage of human ships and mechs, too numerous to count. At some point, the battle hymn of the interstellar fleet rang out loudly over the channel. Brave captains sang this hymn as they charged bravely at the enemy. The flashes of gunfire intertwined with the starry sky, creating a magnificent spectacle.

“Boom!!” Another human warship collided with the side of the Moorish warship, causing a thunderous explosion. This time, the mysterious warship could no longer hold on. A huge visible crack appeared at the point of impact, and soon rows of blue flames burst forth from it.
“Victory!!” Adjutant Saka was overjoyed and slapped the shoulder of the attendant beside him hard.
“They’re destroyed!!” Marshal Wick, far behind, also jumped up, his face alight with joy like that of a child. In his excitement, he didn’t even notice that beside his desk… a red light was flashing rapidly.