novelTele Chapter 222 Crushing Victory!
Chapter 222 Crushing Victory!
In the dream dimension.
Su Chen sat leisurely on the throne, enjoying the "war livestream" on the virtual screen.
He even reached out with great interest and conjured a wine glass filled with fine wine out of thin air in front of him using the data stream.
He raised his glass towards the dazzling explosion scene on the screen, looking down at the Nightmare Lord who was completely petrified and trembling.
"Cheers to your foolish plan."
The Nightmare Lord's core will shattered the moment he saw the Tyrant's fleet appear.
And now, watching their allies being slaughtered so bloodily.
Its entire existence was plunged into endless coldness and despair.
It finally understood that, from beginning to end, it was merely a pawn on the chessboard of this terrifying planet's master.
A pathetic pawn, manipulated at will.
On the battlefield, "Bloody Hand" Kasa realized with horror that the intelligence was completely wrong!
They were not facing a sheep to be slaughtered.
It was actually a hungry prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex disguised as a sheep!
He frantically tried to contact the Nightmare Lord, demanding to know what was going on.
But to their despair, they discovered that all interdimensional communication had been completely blocked by an invisible and powerful force.
Just as he was in a state of mental turmoil, a cold yet loud voice rang out directly from inside the bridge of his flagship.
"Scavenger, your death is nigh!"
Casa looked up sharply and saw that the massive bow of the "Tyrant" had already locked onto him precisely.
The dark, gaping main cannon is gathering strength for the next... judgment.
The shadow of death, like a cold tide, instantly engulfed every inch of "Bloody Hand" Kasa's skin.
He looked at the "Tyrant" on the screen, which stood like a demon god in the starry sky.
Feeling the other party's undisguised, pure killing intent, a long-lost fear surged from his spine all the way to the top of his head.
He doesn't want to die!
He has roamed the stars for hundreds of years, relying on his ruthlessness and bullying the weak and fearing the strong. When has he ever encountered such an unreasonable tough guy?
"Retreat! All troops retreat!"
Driven by the will to survive, Casa let out a hysterical scream.
"No! Don't go through the regular jump points! They'll block your way!"
His eyes darted around, and he thought of his last straw:
"Split up and break through! Charge into the atmosphere of that blue planet! Take their civilians hostage! Quickly!"
This is a common tactic used by scavengers: if they can't win a fight, they rush into the interior of a civilized community, taking advantage of the other side's compassion to gain a chance of survival.
Upon receiving the order, countless scavenger warships, like a swarm of wasps whose nest had been disturbed, abandoned their fighting, turned around, and rushed madly toward Earth.
Their idea was simple: if they could just storm one ship, they could cause huge panic and destruction, making the enemy hesitant to act.
Inside the command center, when Elder Long and the others saw this scene, their hearts jumped into their throats again.
"Oh no! They're going to enter the atmosphere!"
"Activate the near-Earth orbit defense network immediately! We absolutely cannot let them in!"
However, everyone knows that facing such a large number of enemies launching attacks from different directions, it is simply impossible to be completely foolproof with Earth's existing defense systems alone.
Even if only one fish escapes the net, it will cause a devastating disaster on the ground.
In the dream dimension.
Su Chen watched the enemy's movements on the screen, his playful smile unchanged.
"Want to play dirty?"
He continued to use his willpower to suppress the Nightmare Lord, who was on the verge of collapse, firmly in place.
He multitasked, immersing his consciousness into that mysterious space that only he could enter.
"Bullet Screen Space, activated."
hum!
Countless comments, some visible and some hidden, representing the wills of other reborn individuals and transmigrators, surged through his sea of consciousness in an instant.
Su Chen had an idea and issued the screening command.
Keywords: Star Debris Scavenger.
In an instant, countless related comments were highlighted and extracted from the information waterfall and clearly presented to him.
[Haha, those idiots, the Star Debris Scavengers, actually went to attack Earth! Don't they know it's King Su's private domain? Just wait and see them get wrecked by the Tyrant's fleet!]
[Hey bro, you're behind the times. The fighting's already started. The scavengers' been completely stunned by that volley of fire.]
[I just got some information from the betting odds on the 'Cosmic Dark Web': their Plan B is to crash into the atmosphere and take hostages. Tsk tsk, that might work on others, but on Su the Demon King? He'd probably just be sending himself to his death.]
[Hilarious! They probably don't even know that King Su has a second fleet, do they? And they certainly don't know that Earth's near-Earth orbit defenses have long been transformed into a "meat grinder" by King Su!]
Su Chen's eyes quickly scanned the barrage of comments.
These snippets of information from the "future" or "parallel universe" became the most accurate and deadly intelligence to him.
He not only saw the enemy's Plan B of "rushing into the atmosphere," but also gleaned deeper information from several more subtle bullet comments.
[Behind this scavenging operation appears to be a bounty posted on the cosmic dark web by the "Star-Eating Cult," and the situation is far more complex than it seems.]
[It's a pity the scavengers are just cannon fodder; the real treasures are all in the subsequent 'Shadow Realm Auction'.]
The Dark Web... The Star-Eating Cult... The Shadow Realm Auction...
Su Chen silently memorized these keywords, but his attention was still focused on the battlefield.
He gathered all the possible escape routes and backup plans for the "Star Debris Scavenger" fleet from the barrage of comments.
Even the personality weaknesses of each fleet commander are packaged into a complete intelligence data package in an instant.
Then, he sent the data packet directly to the tyrant who was commanding from the front lines.
"Proceed according to plan, and don't let a single one escape."
On the far side of the moon, the flagship of the Tyrant's fleet.
The tyrant, who was directing the fleet in pursuit, suddenly received this incredibly complex data packet from Su Chen.
He only glanced at it briefly, and his golden pupils suddenly contracted.
"this……"
The intelligence is incredibly detailed!
It's so detailed it's outrageous!
The enemy fleet's troop composition, estimated arrival time, and commander's decision-making habits for each breakout direction.
They even clearly marked the coordinates at which they planned to make their final space jump!
This is no longer intelligence; this is the script!
It's a script with a pre-written ending!
The fleet commanders under the tyrant reacted even more dramatically than the tyrant himself after receiving the intelligence forwarded by him.
"My God! Is this a full map overlay?"
"Are we fighting alongside...a god?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Move to the coordinates! Battle Groups 3, 5, and 9, set up an ambush at coordinate G-345! A third of their fleet will pass through there!"
"receive!"
In an instant, the entire Tyrant Fleet seemed to transform into a sophisticated war machine programmed with perfect precision.
They no longer pursued haphazardly, but quickly divided their forces.
Like the most experienced hunter, he precisely set deadly traps along every planned escape route.
"Bloodhand" Kasa, piloting his flagship, is leading an elite fleet madly toward what he considers the least likely ambush site.
He believed he had shaken off the main force and would soon have a chance to catch his breath.
But the instant he rushed into the asteroid belt, dozens of Tyrant Fleet warships appeared like ghosts from behind the huge asteroid's shadow, their dark cannons already aimed at them.
"No!!!"
Kasa let out a desperate roar.
The same scene is playing out in every corner of Earth's orbit.
No matter where those scavenger warships go, no matter how they change direction or how they tactically evade.
In the end, they will all run headlong into the cannons that are already waiting there.
They are like a group of rats locked in a cage, while the cage's owner can see through all their thoughts and actions.
They were fighting as if against an omniscient and omnipotent god.
Despair, utter despair, enveloped all the surviving scavengers.
Just before his ship was torn apart by dozens of main cannon beams, "Bloodhand" Kasa finally understood.
From beginning to end, this was not a war at all.
This is a trap.
A massive and brutal slaughterhouse tailor-made for these self-proclaimed clever scavengers.