Super God: Landing a billion years in advance

Chapter 589 [Battlefield Scorching]

Chapter 589 [Battlefield Scorching]

Five-dimensional battlefield.

Sixth Combined Fleet.

Star Mothership.

Long Xiao, the adjutant from the Second Combined Fleet of the Empire, rushed in, wearing armor that only an Imperial warrior could wear. “General Bai, General Long, the latest data detected shows that the black hole in that dimension is gradually closing, and the enemy has no support.”

Hearing this, Bai Lin’s pupils were filled with ripples of the quantum shield transported by the Gundam from Universe Highland 113, and his fingertips drew a cold track on the suspended light curtain.

About seven hundred universes away on the right battlefield, the Law Fleet of the Third and Fourth Combined Fleets were tearing apart the vanguard array of the alien invaders.

Hundreds of thousands of warships were pierced by the light spears of laws.

Marshal Yang Ming’s beast-like growl was heard on the public channel.

He seemed to regard every blue and purple flame blooming in the starry sky as his own medal.

“Troops on the front lines, temporarily retreat 300 universe oceans.”

Bai Lin’s eyes fell on the interstellar projection of Marshal Long Ya, and his voice was like a loud bell.

Get orders.

Long Ya, who was commanding the battle on the front line, immediately ordered the front-line troops to retreat.

In efficient combat.

The main fleets of the Second and Sixth Combined Fleets gradually retreated to the rear of the front battlefield and retreated to the Three Hundred Universe Ocean.

Left wing.

Nan Wentian looked at the array of alien invasion fleets that were rushing in like an overwhelming force, as if they were going to use their left wing battlefield as a breakthrough point, and said in a deep voice: “Report the situation immediately.”

“Requesting support.”

A call for help came from the communicator from the commander of the fleet array group under the First Combined Fleet.

In response, Nan Wentian tapped the command table with his fingers, “Without support, you will die on the battlefield at the front line.”

On the light screen projected on the battlefield, a super-large cutting net was shown that crushed the front-line universe and galaxies into elementary particle streams.

“The Fourth Fleet was completely destroyed!”

“Commander Mu Yuanpeng has fallen.”

He gently stroked the jump coordinates from the front line on the tactical screen. He listened to the news and felt reluctant. Then, he was replaced by a firm feeling. “The enemy is trapped. Activate the dark dimension annihilation beam and let the enemy fleet be buried with the Fourth Fleet.”

“As ordered.”

The battlefield is changing rapidly.

The enemies who came from the dimensional black hole naturally knew that the dimensional darkness was gradually closing.

They held nothing back and launched the most ferocious attack.

The fleet on the front battlefield had just withdrawn from the Three Hundred Universe Oceans when the entire connected universe was annihilated by the dimensional phase strike and collapsed into a white purgatory.

……

Guangyu Empire.

Command the mothership.

The silver-haired young man’s fingertips slid across the holographic star map. The faint blue light reflected the cold flames in the depths of his pupils. The situation on the left wing battlefield was tense. He said, “Quickly send a message to the commander of the left wing battlefield to slow down the pace of the attack to prevent the enemy from launching a large-scale and continuous attack.”

“Stay alert at all times and attack the enemy’s space jump.”

“If they dare to jump, execute the law-level annihilation strike.”

The adjutant quickly passed the message to the commander of the Paladin Empire and watched the commander-in-chief’s expression and actions meticulously.

The silver-haired young man tapped the command table lightly, a storm in his mind.

Their retreat was blocked for some unknown reason.

That means.

They had no subsequent support.

Next, if they cannot break through the defense blockade of the Star Ancient Empire, they may be defeated.

suddenly.

His eyes fell on the right-wing battlefield scene fed back by the holographic star map, “Prepare the phase trap. If their follow-up troops dare to step in, they will be completely destroyed.”

“They are…”

The adjutant looked at the enemy fleet in amazement, quite puzzled. Now that he was an outsider, he could naturally see the situation on the right wing battlefield.

Is the Star Ancient Empire’s fleet crazy?

“Received.” The voice of the Dark Empire commander came from the communicator.

The holographic star map showed feedback, with the silver-white battleship array of the Star Ancient Empire leading the way, and the subsequent fleet groups following.

The phase trap completely blocked the Star Ancient Empire’s fleet.

“The war has escalated.”

The silver-haired young man sneered and watched the fleet of the Star Ancient Empire struggling in multiple traps, like watching a star butterfly trapped in a spider web.

……

Right wing battlefield.

Lin Feng, commander of the Eighth Combined Fleet, looked at the Seventh Fleet under his command, which was trapped by the sudden gravitational reef. The tidal force twisted the fleet’s warships into weird angles. His face turned ashen and he slammed his big hand on the command platform.

“calm.”

When Marshal Yang Ming saw that the Eighth Combined Fleet had suffered such a huge loss, he hurriedly calmed down the furious Lin Feng.

“Calm down, how can you ask me to calm down?”

“1500 million warships.”

Lin Feng was hysterical.

If 1500 million warships were destroyed in vain and the enemy was not harmed enough, his position would be ruined and even his own future would be at stake.

“You’re told to calm down. Just calm down.”

“White coach should have a way to break the deadlock.”

“You and I now belong not to the marshal, but to the general.”

Marshal Yang Ming shouted in a deep voice.

The commander-in-chief of this war was Bai Lin.

It’s not you, me, Long Ya, or Nan Wentian.

At best, we are now a group of generals, assisting Bai Lin in completing the layout of large-scale battles.

“Third, the Eighth Combined Fleet will hold them back.”

“Continue to send fleets to fill the phase traps and ensure the safety of the fleets in the phase traps.”

“Ten minutes at most.”

At this time, Bai Lin, who was on the front battlefield commanding the overall battle, naturally noticed the situation on the right wing battlefield.

He must take the situation of 1500 million warships seriously.

If it was a million warships, he might not care about the loss of a million warships, but this was tens of millions of warships.

He must take it seriously.

That’s the main force.

soon.

The last remaining fleet under the command of the Space-Time Joint Fleet used the means of jump to use the main battleships trapped in the right-wing battlefield as giant space-time anchors.

The moment the space-time fleet arrived, the distorted phase trap was affected by the space-time fleet’s unique high-frequency space-time phase technology.

The space that was originally distorted by the phase trap actually began to synchronously fold the spatial dimensions and restore the original situation in the vibration of this high-frequency space-time phase engine.

One after another, the warships that did not belong to the right-wing battlefield descended on the right-wing battlefield with giant space-time anchors.

“Use the right wing battlefield as a breakthrough point and tear apart the enemy’s right wing battlefield.”

“Next, the full command of the right wing battlefield will be returned to you. I just want to see victory on the battlefield.”

“If we cannot break through the right wing battlefield and destroy the enemy fleet, we will see you in the military court tomorrow.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the communication was cut off.

Seeing this, the two men immediately issued their respective combat orders.

They are very clear.

The large-scale fleet groups of the Sixth Combined Fleet were dispatched to support their right-wing battlefield, leaving the front battlefield empty. How much pressure did Marshal Bai have to bear?

(End of this chapter)