Chapter 25: The Fierce Universe, Section 2

Hei Fa knew his words were a bit reckless, but at this moment of impending battle, only such brutal, bloody-spirited words could serve as the best stimulant for all the soldiers.
However, he was frustrated that the damned third star region assigned to him was far too distant. Even with his Li Feng for anti-space acceleration jumps, it would take three days to reach there.
Three days… For an experienced fleet, that was enough time to destroy half a star region. Hei Fa really didn’t want to see the devastating chaos that would result. Nor did he want to arrive only to find the Moorish giant warships already back from their rest.
So he had no choice but to use the risky method of multi-layered jumps.
This was a technology newly developed on Death Star, no longer merely the result of magic technology. Its basic principle involved using newly acquired subspace technology to initiate another jump once inside anti-space, entering the second layer of anti-space—the most mysterious layer of unknown space. In this space, the distance between two points would be shortened again, potentially saving half the time. Of course, this required twenty times more energy consumption.
It sounded complicated, and it was even more so in practice. After all, anti-space itself was a highly bizarre place. To this day, people hadn’t fully grasped its rules, let alone perform higher-level jumps.
But Hei Fa’s subordinates were no ordinary researchers—they were the craziest prisoners from the Black Prison. By their standards, even life could be treated as a material. As long as the goal could be achieved, the risk factor was never taken into account. That’s why, for this expedition, six huge hexagonal devices were added to Li Feng’s cabin.
Multi-layer spatial positioning jump generators.
There was no other way. Even if the exact coordinates were known, multi-layer spatial jumps were still extremely dangerous. Especially during the second jump in anti-space, it was easy to lose the previously set coordinates and trajectory. Therefore, a device had to remain in normal space to guide the fleet. This theory was somewhat similar to the spatial positioners Hei Fa had wanted to place on Earth—and it was also very effective.
Of course, the design of these positioners also drew inspiration from warship armor. Their outer shells were made of sturdy, highly compressed alloys to prevent them from being destroyed by meteor impacts or accidents during the fleet’s jumps, ensuring the fleet’s guidance continued until a self-destruction command was received.

With this device, Black Hair’s direct fleet took only one day to reach the Third Star Region. As soon as they emerged from teleportation, they were met with artillery fire that swept across half of the starfield. The leading Lightning Assault Ships couldn’t dodge at all because their crew members hadn’t returned to their posts yet, and they took a brutal beating. If it weren’t for the energy shielding layers of these assault ships being capable of recycling, that single attack would have left Black Hair devastated for days. The incessant crackling sounds made it impossible to count the number of shots, but almost simultaneously, an accurate star map appeared on Li Feng’s main screen. Within tens of thousands of kilometers around Li Feng, the starfield became clearly visible. Black Hair’s eyes widened in disbelief. Damn it, how could someone be this unlucky? The teleportation coordinates were given by Marshal Wick, the location of this star region’s defense fleet. But surely even he didn’t expect the Moors to be so powerful—within just one day, the defense fleet of the Third Star Region had been forced to retreat back to their own territory by the Moors’ giant ships! And the coordinates given to Black Hair had suddenly become the center of the battlefield! Seeing this, Black Hair was so angry he almost spat blood. It turned out that most of the artillery fire targeting the Lightning Assault Ships was actually from friendly forces. If it weren’t for the Lightning Assault Ships leading the way but Li Feng, he would likely have died right away! Frustrating—utterly frustrating. But Black Hair really couldn’t fault these defense fleets. After all, they were also protecting their star region, right? With a teleportation energy field forming, who knew what would emerge? Not attack? Keep them around? Just then, an urgent male voice suddenly came through Li Feng’s public channel. “This is the Third Star Region. Unknown fleet, please identify yourselves immediately. Otherwise, we will begin attacking. Repeat…” Coincidentally, the crew members on Li Feng’s ship had just returned to their cabins. Hearing this, they burst into laughter. Baroka was even more exaggerated, laughing until tears streamed down his face. What a joke! Through the star map, they could see that this so-called defense fleet was already in tatters, with fewer than a hundred ships left. Not to mention facing off against the Moors’ giant ships—even their own Lightning Assault Ships could wipe them out. And yet they still dared threaten the Blood Wolves… Truly, one shouldn’t be this shameless…

Amidst the roaring laughter, only Black Hair remained calm, though a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. Seeing his expression, the laughter in the cabin faded instantly, and everyone looked at their leader in confusion.
The Blood Wolves, who came from a pirate background, naturally had no idea how precious such an seemingly reckless call to action was. Nor could they sense Black Hair’s respect for these soldiers who had always held their posts.
Didn’t they? Even in such circumstances, they hadn’t given up on their mission. With only a hundred warships, they remained unyielding despite being at a severe disadvantage, showing no fear toward the enemies who still dared to attack. No matter what others thought, at least at this moment, Black Hair had developed a new attitude toward these members of the defense fleet who had persisted in fighting.
That attitude was called respect.
“Answer this question in the proper format to reveal our identity. At the same time…” Black Hair’s gaze shifted as he spotted that enormous Moorish warship, as big as a small planet. He pointed at it.
“Attack!!”
“Yes!!”
The Blood Wolves grew serious and quickly began to operate their ships.
From their perspective, the battlefield was extremely intense, but there was only one enemy: that massive Moorish warship. Just like the footage they had obtained from the undead, this ship was also astonishingly powerful. The artillery fire of the defense fleet was practically ineffective against it—hits on its hull barely caused ripples. On the contrary, its own artillery could easily shred the armor of the defense fleet’s ships, attacking like an ancient beast, unstoppable and relentless.
Yet that terrifying blue light still hadn’t appeared, which made Black Hair frown.
Could there be conditions restricting the use of that weapon?
Black Hair grew more convinced of this. But when it came to attacking, he wouldn’t hesitate.
Only thirty warships accompanied him this time. Aside from fifteen Thunderbolt Assault Ships, the only ships capable of carrying out attacks were the Unusual Warships, the Gale and the Storm. The rest were just ordinary ships sent by the five major families—consumables that would be reduced by one after each use. Black Hair had no intention of using them for the main attack.
But despite their small number, in terms of attack power, the entire defense fleet probably wasn’t even a fraction as strong as Black Hair’s forces!

It sounds complicated, but it actually happens in an instant. Even before the energy halo caused by the space jump had fully dissipated, the fifteen Lightning Assault Ships with black hair launched a fierce attack on the Moor giant ships. The high-fire-rate Hellfire was like violent waves in the sea, instantly forming a sea of high-temperature particles in the starry sky that slammed against the massive hulls of the Moor giant ships. The once unharmed Moor giant ships were suddenly thrown off balance and even pushed off their original course!!

This time, they couldn’t withstand the enemy’s artillery fire. The Hellfire from the Lightning Assault Ships was a mixed weapon that couldn’t be completely neutralized by energy shields. Even if some of its energy was absorbed, the high-temperature, high-speed particles still dealt severe damage to the Moor giant ships. Instantly, explosions erupted across their hulls, with large amounts of pale yellow armor scattering like flowers suddenly blooming in space, leaving all members of the defense fleet in awe.

“T-This is… too amazing…” The defense fleet commander, who had just received the enemy’s identification, was stunned. His mouth was wide enough to hold an apple.

“Who… who are they…?” The commander’s gaze fell again on the identification in his hand. His eyes widened, and his voice changed tone.

“Blood… Blood Wolves!!!”

Hearing this, almost all members of the defense fleet shuddered. Whether they were high-ranking commanders or lowly mechanics, everyone wore a strange, twisted expression—part fear, part relief.

It was the first time they had witnessed the terrifying power of the Moor race, but they had long heard of the Blood Wolves. In recent years, during all the interstellar conflicts, the Blood Wolves’ influence could be seen everywhere. Moreover, losers often exaggerated their opponents’ strength, so the Blood Wolves had gradually become known as a demonic organization. Whether it was the Black Prison’s assaults or the dominance of Silver Star, everything added to their mythic reputation. Even in the lowest-level rumors, the Blood Wolves symbolized invincibility—fierce, terrifying, cruel, and unstoppable.

But today, was the defense fleet supposed to fight side by side with these demon-like creatures? The commander couldn’t believe his eyes!! His heart pounded nonstop!!

Just then, he suddenly saw it. The group of terrifying Blood Wolf warships suddenly split apart, and from behind them, three strange warships slowly emerged. These three warships had a very unusual appearance—no superstructure at all, just a spindle-shaped hull. There were no weapon systems visible either; at first glance, they resembled bayonets without handles.
“What do they intend to do?” the commander asked in surprise.
Everyone around him shook their heads in confusion… utterly puzzled.