Chapter 25: The Fierce Universe, Section 4

A massive wake traced a straight line across the starry sky. Soon, the Thunderbolt Raiders surrounded the Moorish giants like ants. Each Thunderbolt ship positioned itself sideways, exposing the side of the warships with their most powerful weapons.

Then, red light flashed!
It was like a blazing sunset. This was the beauty of close-range firing by Hellfire. With the Moorish giants at the center, an area of dozens of kilometers was covered by this stunning red light. Though the Moorish giants tried to resist, with three Stormships still embedded in their hulls, they couldn’t unleash their full firepower. Their sporadic gunfire was more of a tickle to the Thunderbolts than a real counterattack.

At this moment, the officers and soldiers of the defense fleet, who had been watching the battle, were utterly terrified.
What did firepower really mean? Just look at the Blood Wolves. With only fifteen warships, their coverage of fire was seamless—more powerful than the combined firepower of their own 300 ships. Those crimson energy streams, those ultra-high-temperature particle bursts—damn, that wasn’t ship artillery; it was machine guns! And machine guns with unlimited ammo!!

The defense fleet commander stared blankly at the Thunderbolt Raiders unleashing such devastating fire, unable to speak. Tears of frustration filled his eyes.
“Blood Wolves, are you cheating?”

Under such terrifying firepower, if the Moorish giants could still fight, even Blackhair would have to turn and run. But in reality, he didn’t need to worry. In less than three minutes, the results of this assault were already evident.

The entire hull of the massive Moorish giant ship was riddled with holes. Dark holes dotted its surface, and deep blue liquid, like blood, surged everywhere, turning the entire ship blue. All its armor was shattered. From Blackhair’s perspective, he could even see the interior of the ship. The damage to the bow and stern was so severe that signs of collapse were already visible. Even the weapon systems that had been resisting were completely destroyed by the Thunderbolts. All the gun turrets exposed on the outside of the ship were melted away by the high-temperature particles!!

That once mighty and invincible Moorish giant ship had been reduced to a mere coffin!?

Watching the ship “bleed” everywhere, even Blackhair felt a sense of cruelty. He waved his hand, signaling an end to the attack. Soon, a large swarm of mechs, like locusts, appeared before everyone’s eyes.

No pain, no gain—Black Hair is no easy opponent. They claim to be helping the Interstellar Fleet resist invasion, but in reality, they also have their own ambitions regarding these terrifying Moor giant ships. Only that Black Hair acts more decisively, thoroughly, and openly.

When nearly a thousand mechs appeared, even the nearby defense fleet didn’t dare say a word. Already shocked by the relentless attack patterns of the Blood Wolf warships, they could only watch helplessly as the Moor giant ships were invaded by these mechs. After those three Stormships retreated, the swarm of mechs like locusts climbed onto the Moor giant ships and installed rows of shiny devices.

The defense fleet commander wasn’t stupid—he knew those were synchronization teleportation frequency modulation devices. He also understood that once those devices were installed, the Moor giant ship would become the spoils of the Blood Wolves. Yet he had no way to stop it.

Although Marshal Wick had given him orders to capture the Moor giant ship alive if possible, that still depended on one’s strength. With his own fleet reduced to less than one-third of its original size, daring to confront those terrifying Blood Wolf warships was nothing short of madness.

The defense fleet commander wasn’t stupid, nor mad. So he chose silence.

Black Hair was satisfied with his sense of judgment. In fact, he had already planned ahead—if these defense fleets really intended to seize territory, perhaps he too would become a warlord. The strength of the Moor race wasn’t just a legend. After witnessing the power of these giant ships, Black Hair’s eyes turned red. He knew that obtaining their wreckage might not raise the Blood Wolves’ strength to that of the Moor race, but it would be enough to open a door—a door to the core technologies of the universe’s most powerful race.

This reason was enough for Black Hair to make many ruthless decisions, including… annihilating the remaining defense fleet…

But now it wasn’t necessary. Since the defense fleet commander was sensible, Black Hair naturally wanted to return the favor. He gladly left two ordinary warships as compensation for the defense fleet. Then, the entire fleet disappeared once again into the massive teleportation energy ring.

Of course, if anyone thought Black Hair was heading back, they were greatly mistaken. In reality, his next target was a different sector under the Interstellar Fleet’s responsibility—the twelfth sector. He knew that since the Interstellar Fleet had just fought against Duke Poseidon, their strength must be weakened. Claiming responsibility for two sectors was likely mostly out of fear that he might seize their spoils.

As for the star region under the responsibility of Blood Pupils and Monkey, Black Hair curled his lips coldly—was there still any need to worry? After all, it was 200 Thunderbolt Assault Ships. In terms of firepower, they were probably on par with a thousand warships in an interstellar fleet. If they couldn’t even defeat that, Black Hair could only blame his own bad luck.

And in fact, Black Hair had indeed miscalculated.

Sometimes, people can be so unlucky that even drinking cold water seems like a hassle.

Although four Moor Giant Ships appeared in total, no one expected that the one under Monkey and Blood Pupils’ control would be the flagship of this attack!! Surrounding this flagship were three more deadly stealth ships that were completely unknown to anyone—Moor frigates with complete invisibility capabilities.

Complete invisibility meant that aside from the natural vibrations of warships, even light refraction could be concealed. To put it bluntly, not only could they not be detected by remote scanning instruments, but even if someone stood next to these frigates, they would remain undetected!! Such invisibility had never been seen or even heard of in human society to this day. So naturally, Black Hair had no idea just how serious the consequences of his orders would be.

Of course, Monkey and Blood Pupils inevitably found themselves in a fierce battle.

By the time they arrived at the Seventh Star Region, it was already in complete chaos. Dozens of planets had been checked one after another, all reduced to ruins. Throughout the entire star region, they couldn’t detect a single active planet. Broken celestial bodies and shattered warship debris were everywhere, turning the universe into a vast graveyard. At the center of this graveyard stood a massive Moor Giant Ship waiting for them.

The appearance of this Moor Giant Ship was similar to those in other star regions, except it was significantly larger—its length alone reached nearly 100 kilometers. From afar, it looked like a meteor. Its surface wasn’t made of light yellow stone but was pitch black, as if coated in ink.

Enemies naturally become even more hostile when they meet. Already shaken by the devastation in the Seventh Star Region, Monkey and Blood Pupils immediately launched an attack without hesitation. The 200 Thunderbolt Assault Ships were like fierce tigers ready to tear through the sky, charging forward at once. At the same time, Monkey and Blood Pupils entered their own mechs, leading swarms of mech units like locusts toward their opponents.

It was undeniable that the 200 Thunderbolt Assault Ships not only had formidable firepower but also an astonishing number of mechs. The number of Blood Wolf mechs reached an unprecedented 5,000. As they swept across the sky, they even completely blocked out the light from the distant sun.

But they never expected that while their mechs were numerous, the Moors had even more!! As the flagship of the Moors’ attack, that massive Moor ship carried nearly ten thousand mechs. Its smooth hull rippled open like a beehive, spewing countless dark figures!! From Monkey’s perspective, he could even clearly see the shiny armor on each of those dark figures.
Damn it, it’s a necromorph.
Monkey spat violently, his face turning ashen.
Everyone knew the Moor ships were powerful, but no one had realized they also possessed advanced mech technology. Who would have thought he’d be the first to witness the power of these mechs!! Monkey almost bit through his steel teeth… How the hell could I be so unlucky…
But the battle had already begun, and there was no way to escape. Besides, given Monkey’s personality, it would be better to kill him than let him flee without fighting.
It might sound complicated, but it actually happened in an instant. Almost as soon as both sides deployed their mechs, fierce combat erupted in the starry sky. The dense fleets of mechs collided head-on without any finesse. In the dark sky, astonishing mech battles immediately unfolded.
The Moors’ mechs were unique. They had a hexagonal shape, with each mech possessing six arms but no legs at all—clearly designed for space combat. They used energy firearms, whose beams could instantly penetrate 50 centimeters of steel plate, making them extremely formidable.
However, in close combat, they were clearly inferior to the Blood Wolf mechs.
After all, the Black Hair faction had spent a long time preparing for this battle. The Blood Wolf mechs had also been fully modified. In addition to mixed firearms, each mech was equipped with a specialized combat blade—a 4-meter-long alloy sword coated with an ultra-vibrating layer, identical to those on the Storm Assault Ship’s ram. Once struck, even the most heavily armored Giant Shield mechs would be cut in two!!
The difference in weapons directly determined the outcome of the mech battles. Coupled with the Mirror Armor recently introduced by the Blood Wolf faction, the Moors’ energy weapons were weakened to almost negligible levels. In an instant, figures darted across the sky, with violent explosions occurring one after another. Everywhere, one could see those oddly shaped Moor mechs being slashed to pieces. Blood Wolf mechs charged forward, ignoring enemy fire, and delivered devastating blows.

Without a doubt. In this chaotic fight, the monkey, who was already skilled with his dual long knives, shone brightly. In less than fifteen minutes, he had knocked down over thirty Moor mechs with a single slash each. The exhilarating sensation made him howl with joy, but before his voice could fade, a sense of extreme danger suddenly seized his heart. In terror, the monkey turned around abruptly only to find that the massive Moor warship, as huge as an asteroid, had somehow… Its bow was emitting a clear blue light.