Chapter 1064 - 170: Space War 5

Chapter 1064: Chapter 170: Space War 5

Behind the tiers of soldier species, it is actually a disparity in technology.

It’s like how World War I cannons couldn’t hit World War II planes, let alone intercontinental missiles.

A level 90, five-template boss should be a devastating force against lower-tier soldier species.

After all, dealing with such an existence involves mobilizing interstellar fleets, Tier 3 Civilization Architecture, and Star Defense Systems.

This is also the usual tactic employed by low-level civilizations when confronting Tier 3, or even Tier 4 and 5 powerhouses.

Relying solely on soldier species is actually a very inefficient and largely useless approach.

This is why the Walter Clan’s senior members unanimously agreed to the beheading strategy, because ordinary interstellar influences simply cannot have as many Tier 3 powerhouses as they do; having even one or two is commendable.

As long as they can breach the ’Interstellar Fortress,’ then destroying the Interstellar Fortress becomes a task with a high success rate.

At least, No. 3 thinks this way.

Even if they lost ten-plus family members initially, and just now with the explosion causing most Walter members to lose contact, he still thinks this way.

But now, he is starting to doubt his ideas.

Because the dense masses of Mechanical Warriors and seemingly more robust semi-mechanical bodies are giving him a sense of instinctual threat.

Currently, No. 3 has reduced his size to about 3 meters; after all, a large size easily attracts attacks from all directions, but his aura hasn’t decreased—in fact, it has increased. ’Biological Background Radiation’ around him transforms into dense spots and light traces, resembling illusions seen when many people close their eyes, where in the darkness, various complex light paths and bright spots cause almost 90% of attacks to mysteriously disappear upon hitting them.

And wherever his attacks go, be it constructs or Imperial Guards, they all are shattered into pieces, unavoidable.

No. 3’s fists seem to contain endless space storms, or act like kinetic laws covering the universe; his movements appear slow yet seemingly capable of breaking time’s constraints, suddenly appearing atop a Mechanical Body’s head. Forget about counterattacking, just the visual system’s dynamic capture alone exhausts the enemy’s computational power. When his attack truly lands in front, various force units on the Mechanical Body might even explode on the spot due to unbalanced operation.

In many low-level civilizations, organisms like No. 3 could already be called ’Demon Gods.’

But even so, what’s being consumed isn’t just the constructs, but also No. 3.

Tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of cutting silk threads, carrying a restraint aura towards Carbon-Based Creatures, spray all over the surrounding space.

Thousands of mechanical scythes transform from the arms, though they collapse immediately when they strike within the ’Domain’ due to the low tier, but every collision carries the uniquely restrictive aura towards carbon-based species from the constructs, causing No. 3’s body to feel a slight numbness.

Furthermore, that overwhelming golden radiance explodes from those massive semi-mechanical bodies, subtly resonating with the launch towers, reactors, sensors, bridges, and ship towers of the Interstellar Fortress, like a giant mechanical mountain pressing on him, making his rush increasingly unstable.

Emperor’s Might!

The ’golden radiance’ emitting from these Emperor’s Imperial Guard precisely represents the core power of the Transformer Civilization, bringing symbiosis, transformation, and expansion to civilization.

Among millions of species from Level 2 Civilizations, the Transformer Civilization carved a bloody path in the forest of civilizations thanks to this core power that abandoned its original form for profound transformation.

This Tier 2 core power can already bring significant suppression to No. 3.

Moreover, since ’Emperor,’ or Gao has already advanced to Tier 3, the leadership skill ’Emperor’s Might’ also carries a hint of Tier 3 pressure with his advancement.

When hundreds or thousands of such pressures connect together, the effect is terrifying; ordinary Tier 3 mechanisms can directly go into downtime under such pressure from the ’Mechanical Fortress.’

One specializes in Carbon-Based Special Attack, the other can communicate with all machines for aura suppression.

The two combined cause No. 3’s rush speed to slow even further, and injuries on his body start to increase.

Illusions of low-level carbon-based civilizations being wiped out by constructs, and Interstellar Fortresses descending from the sky like comets, planet shatterings, species extinctions, comet slides—all these illusions finally cause a pain in No. 3’s hindbrain and expose a slight flaw in his spirit.

In the next moment, strange radiance suddenly enters the world filled with spots and light marks, transforming into a black-armored knight of indescribable form. Its composition is complex—time, space, data, pheromones, biological factors, etc. Its attack is equally complex—a black long spear that seems to pierce the limits of time and space, breaking down various particles and light waves of cosmic background radiation, aiming at No. 3’s brow.

No. 3’s powerful biological instincts awaken him just before the attack lands, and his head subconsciously tilts, so the spear does not hit his head but lands on his neck, disintegrating a quarter of it instantly.

"Hiss..."

According to the system’s indication, No. 3’s blood volume dropped by a tenth at once, not only is it true damage, but also permanent damage.

The Hulk-like No. 3 immediately realizes that a portion of his life force has permanently been lost.

"What is this?"

No. 3 lets out a low growl, the powerful sound waves and biological aura pulverize all nearby enemies.

Knight of Destruction!!

It is the ’Unknown Technology’ that Gao obtained from the Knight Order when acquiring ’Biomechanical Technology.’

Back then, when all ’Destruction Forms’ merged into a Cosmic Relic, Gao Gong extracted the remaining Destructive Energy to produce three Knights of Destruction.

Harnessing the powerful Destructive Energy extracted from the global Cyber Tide at the time, the Knights of Destruction produced far exceeded the Knight Order’s standards.

Gao Gong did not tell anyone, merely placing them in each Interstellar Fortress as the last line of defense.

And now, this setup clearly functions as a tactical surprise; the power of the Knight of Destruction originates from the Cosmic Relic, and the power of such a relic is beyond the comprehension of advanced civilizations.

A large amount of blood mist sprays from the neck, quickly transforming into black smoke.

"Roar!!"

Both the attackers and No. 3 know that continuing this way might not only fail to destroy the fortress but also cost No. 3 his life.

"You forced me, I’ll show you the power belonging to ’Endless Cloning!’"

The green-skinned giant’s eyes suddenly emit indescribable radiance, as if a hundred identical eyeballs were crammed into his sockets.

All over his body, and inside, each organ squeezes out a hundred identical ones; externally, each limb appears to grow a hundred identical limbs. He seems to be transforming into a monster composed of a hundred No. 3 bodies, but some unknown power confines these 100 Walters within the same body.

Seemingly affected by this, his surface begins to melt; this melting doesn’t resemble being splashed with acid, more like flower buds opening without pistils, as many flower buds bloom from flesh.

An Imperial Guard transformed from Old Hunter sees an opportunity and rushes forward without hesitation, his White Bone Weapon derived from the corpse of an S-Level Radiation Beast. White bone claws open, enveloping towards the opponent, the beast tide’s radiance covering the visible Attack Range.

However, the green-skinned giant’s figure suddenly disappears, reappearing behind, and Old Hunter suddenly feels a chill in his chest, lowering his head only to find his wetware gone, dug out alive by the opponent.

In No. 3’s hand, this ’Flesh Wetware’ is gradually melting.

Also melting are other wetwares on his body.