The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 502
The crystal cavity carrying the light particles continues to move forward, and the light at the top is small but stable, dragging a long Doppler redshift trajectory in space.

Even for top powers in the universe like the Three Great Empires, making light particle weapons is not an easy task.

Particle collision laboratories scattered across thousands of star regions in the Milky Way screen and accumulate suitable photons very slowly. The entire production process takes more than ten years or decades.

The most important thing is that there is only one channel inside the black domain. If it enters the second light particle weapon, the mass points will interfere with each other.

If it is not fired into the only channel, the light particle weapon will be affected by the speed-down effect of the black field, which is meaningless.

It can be said that that ray of light is the only hope for the three empires at present.

The rise and fall of empires, the rise of civilizations, the future of races, the unbreakable alliance of interests, and the eternity of the ruling class.
Everything depends on that pile of light quanta.

As the distance keeps getting closer, the horror of the light particle begins to appear—its mass begins to increase sharply, and even the straight line of light emitted by the star is violently distorted around it,
Strands of light, like silk, wrap the light particles.The light is getting stronger and stronger, even in the dark and boundless universe, it is so bright!

Absolute speed symbolizes absolute impact!

The light particles that engulfed one-eighth of the mass of the star rushed forward indomitably, towards the center of the center of the star until Tianyuan broke through!

"Can't wait any longer."

The Supreme Wisdom controlled the vast spiritual power like the sea, and roared resolutely: "It's now, just close the black domain!"

The leaders of the other two races and the chairman of the Supreme Council did not raise any objections, so the curvature engine of the fleet accelerated again, completely surrounding the star system with the wake cloud of the curvature channel.

Finally, the entire solar system is wrapped in the black field——no light in the sphere can escape the gravity of the sun itself. From the outside, the black field is a perfectly round, pitch-black sphere.

However, this also makes it impossible for the three empires to observe the scene inside the black domain. Any monitoring method needs to receive feedback information, and the black domain can just swallow all the information that tries to escape to the outside world.

Tens of thousands of ships are quietly floating around the pitch-black sphere, countless floating cannons are scattered in the space, all kinds of strange interstellar weapons are deployed,
"Let's start bombing."

The Supreme Wisdom said indifferently.

Thus, all ships began to dump ammunition.

Photon torpedoes, antimatter missiles, gravitational interference waves, directional trace neutrino ray bursts.
The pitch-black round sphere was pierced by countless rays of light, and all weapons were silently swallowed and annihilated the moment they touched the black field.

These weapons did not disappear, but directly entered the realm of the black domain—they continued to advance in the black domain at a very slow speed, until the black domain was suddenly lifted, and they would fly directly to the earth at normal speed.

The bombing of the entire solar system lasted for more than ten hours, and the arsenals of all the ships present would be bottomed out—no civilization in the galaxy could withstand such a level of blow.

But this is not enough.

As the communication signal was sent out, one conventional ship after another leaped over through the star frog.

These transport ships are the regular weave of the three empires, and they bring more ammunition, more firepower, and stronger explosions.

Saturation bombing won't solve the problem, but at least it will solve the person who created it.

The bombing continued every minute and every second, and the three empires even sent engineering ships to collect materials from the planets in the nearby area and manufacture ammunition on the spot.

As time went by, more and more imperial fleets were deployed on the Orion arm, and the weaving became more and more complete. They even sent tens of thousands of heavy engineering ships to use tractor beams to drag the planets floating in the surrounding star area, Straight to the black field!
If it hadn't been for the coalition forces of middle and advanced civilizations destroying many life planets last time, I am afraid that these beings could still experience the feeling of being demolished by interstellar forces.

one month, two months
Soon, a year passed in a flash, and after the initial passion, the remaining bombardment was nothing but a dull and mechanical repetition.

Even the most elite scientists in the three empires still can't tell whether the earth in the black region has been destroyed or not, and how long this endless one-sided war will last.

century?millennium?Or ten thousand years?Maybe until they fill the space of the entire solar system with the most basic material particles, the empire can feel at ease
In the afternoon, Major Dungall, who belonged to the Third Army of the Kerry Empire Navy, was sitting on the captain's seat of the ship Glamorgan under his command with his legs crossed.

He was wearing a straight dark blue military uniform, with a golden ribbon hanging from his left shoulder to the right side of his waist. He wore numerous medals on his chest, and in his hand was a glass of Pinkie Pie cider specially transported from the Harlan planet.

Major Dungal, together with his Glamorgan ship, had just completed today's artillery bombardment target, and was able to take advantage of the interval between the cooling of the gun barrel to be a little lazy.

The huge project of bombarding the solar system naturally requires the three empires to do their best to complete it. Countless servants of middle and high-level civilizations have been recruited to provide supplies for the three empires.
This process gave birth to an extremely cumbersome and complex industrial chain and profit network - only Major Dungall knew about it, including bribery and extortion, smuggling of luxury goods, slave trading, and smuggling of abandoned arms from the three empires.
The twists and turns are enough to make the most savvy interstellar accountants dizzy, and the huge transaction volume that it has generated has created the peak of financial activities in the Milky Way in recent years.

If the bombardment of the solar system continues for another few hundred years, Major Dungall has no doubts that this innocuous Orion arm will become the next financial transaction center of the galaxy.

"Although we are fighting now, our empire is so powerful, it's okay to squeeze a little bit of wool."

Major Dungal thought about it with peace of mind, and at the same time there was an undercurrent in his heart, thinking about whether he should send a communication application to a certain interstellar broker, asking him to send some blonde cat girls over, and let Major Dungal masturbate himself to ease the pain. Take a break from the tedium of life on board.

Suddenly, the pitch-black sphere in front of it, which had withstood countless bombardments and seemed to exist forever, had a gap cracked on its surface, and extremely bright rays of light penetrated from the gap.

Major Dungal watched all this dumbfounded, not even knowing that the apple juice poured from the glass and spilled wantonly on his trousers.

"Cracked"

Dungal muttered to himself, but he heard a rapid and urgent alarm bell sounded automatically on the ship.

"Stay in place! Prepare to attack!!!"

The highest instruction from the flagship of the Cree Empire made all the ships of the Cree hastily enter the state of readiness for battle, as did the ships of the Shi'ar Empire and the Skrull Empire. At a loss, he could only subconsciously drive the ship back.

The muzzle was aimed at the black field, and trillions of alien life forms held their breath (if they had the concept of breathing).

Click, click.

The cracks on the surface of the pitch-black sphere are getting bigger and bigger, wrapping the black domain of the star system, like an egg about to break.

Something is about to break out of the shell.
A thought flashed through Major Dungar's mind, but in the next second, the thought was extinguished by his reason.

After a year of blockade and bombing, what kind of existence can survive?
Major Dungal didn't think about it, or rather, he didn't dare to think about it.He forgot his personal part, and acted as a part of the huge force of the Kerry Empire, hidden under the shadow of the state machine, only in this way could he no longer be afraid.

Finally, the crack ran through the entire black domain, and the eggshell broke.

The figure of Li Ang appeared in the center of the screen. He squatted in front of the intact sun. He seemed to be holding something in the palm of his left hand. In the palm of his right hand, he was holding the Cosmic Rubik's Cube. force.

Did the particle of light fail?Everyone's heart sank,
There is still a chance of redemption,
At the moment when the black region burst, all the artillery fire that had been trapped inside the black region for a year began to move forward again.

Torpedoes, missiles, gravitational waves, ray bursts
The artillery fire that densely covered the outer part of the solar system rushed in, trying to strangle everything in the galaxy.

To make matters worse, the three empires, which had been preparing for a whole year, also began to control ships, command positional armaments, and pour ammunition towards the star system.

(End of this chapter)