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Dozens of cannon muzzles sprayed out fiercely, and milky white energy beams shot towards those golden spaceships of the same specifications.

The firepower of the spaceship driven by Bank was unparalleled, far exceeding that of ordinary battleships.

So we can see that a milky-white battleship actually attacked seven or eight golden battleships head-on, and its ferocious firepower output actually suppressed them.

As two evolutions suddenly bloomed in the starry sky, two golden battleships were directly destroyed by Bank.

Finally, the other golden warships that were attacking the old spaceship couldn't stand it any longer. They directly divided their general forces and flew towards Bank.

Because of Bank's intervention, the old battleship finally had a breather. It seemed like it had seen the dawn, and its firepower continued to pour in, breaking out towards the gap in the encirclement blasted by Bank.

Bank watched as the golden battleship group divided half of its force and surrounded him. Even if they were prepared, it would be difficult for his own battleship to destroy them.

Hundreds of golden energy beams flew from all around Bank's spaceship, causing the blue energy shield of the milky-white spacecraft to ripple, and even the spacecraft itself began to tremble.

Bank looked unhappily at the group of golden battleships that surrounded him and fired wildly. He turned to his smart butler and asked: "Is the shield of the spaceship strong enough?"

The smart butler immediately replied: "The strength of the spacecraft's shield is far superior to that of ordinary battleships. The external firepower output will take ten hours to penetrate the spacecraft's shield."

Bank pulled the safety belt, fixed himself on the chair, and said: "That's good, start the instant mode."

The smart butler turned on the instant speed mode and replied: "If you need to retreat, there is no need to use the instant speed mode. The speed of the spacecraft itself can completely throw away the enemy ship."

Bank held the joystick and stared at a golden battleship ahead, saying: "No, I want to play bumper cars. Who will die and who will be unlucky? Remember to remind me before the shield energy is exhausted."

As soon as Bank finished speaking, he suddenly ejected the milky-white spaceship, instantly accelerated to nearly a thousand times the speed of sound, and then crashed heavily into a golden battleship.

Unfortunately, sound cannot be transmitted in space, but Bank can already feel the surging energy.

I saw the blue energy shield of the milky white spaceship and the golden energy shield of the golden spaceship. The two shields collided heavily.

The collision point was directly dented, and layers of ripples continued to spread around the shield.

A strong vibration came, and Bank's feeling in the cockpit was comparable to experiencing a nine-magnitude earthquake. Fortunately, the spacecraft was of excellent quality, and no instruments were hit or malfunctioned for the time being.

next second.

The two colliding spaceships flew backwards in completely opposite directions.

The only difference is that Bank's spaceship energy shield is still blue and deep, but the opponent's golden energy shield is already very dim.

Bank controlled the spacecraft to quickly stabilize his body, and then while everyone was stunned, he activated the instantaneous speed mode again.

The spaceship flew out like an arrow, making it impossible for people to catch it visually.

When everyone's vision became clear again, the crazy milky white spacecraft crashed into the golden battleship again.

After two fatal collisions, the golden battleship's dim energy shield finally completely dissipated, revealing the body inside.

Another firework exploded.

That was Bank firing directly at the battleship in front of him that had lost its energy shield. Dozens of milky-white energy beams directly smashed him into fireworks fragments.

Bank looked at his slightly dimmed blue energy shield, but didn't pay attention to it, because after months of loneliness, he finally found some fun.

The instant mode was activated again, and he rushed towards another golden battleship locked by him.

Who has ever seen such a lifeless fight?

In most interstellar wars, shouldn’t the energy shields be knocked out and then surrender be done?

Who is driving that milky white spaceship? How did such a lunatic get a driver's license?

So the golden battleship group was in chaos. They tried their best to intercept Bank, and kept using hard and soft tactics on Bank in the audio, but Bank directly turned off the receiver.

The game continues.

After a while, the old spaceship was left with few golden warships to care about it. It was floating quietly in the starry sky. The predators inside were staring blankly at the scene in front of them.

A milky-white battleship actually chased dozens of Nova Empire battleships across the sky.

Who on earth is so desperate to save his own group of predators?

"Boss, shall we help him?" asked a bald man with tattoos all over his face, like a blue-skinned cockhead.

The man with the cockscomb, who was called the boss, was also staring blankly at the scene outside the window. He had done all kinds of evil in his life. Who on earth had received such a great favor from him and wanted to save him even if he risked his life?

Could it be that they were some wild species accidentally left behind during the plundering?

The cockscomb head shook his head and threw away these unrealistic thoughts. He turned to the crowd and said: "The brother who piloted the milky white battleship is so affectionate and loyal. We must not let him down. We must be full of power and strategy." Sexual retreat.”

Hearing this, a subordinate said tentatively: "But it's not good to betray your teammates like this. He's trying to save us."

Before he could finish speaking, Cockscomb Head interrupted directly: "This is not called betrayal, this is called strategic selling of non-essential human resources. In other words, he has no business with us whether he wants to die or not. We are predators, hahahahaha ~”

The younger brothers around him were stunned when they heard this. Yes, we are predators. Does he care whether he is dead or not?

So the predators laughed, scattered, started the engine of the spacecraft, and suddenly escaped into the depths of space.

Bank over there.

Although he was controlling the spaceship and in instant mode, he was constantly chasing the Nova Empire warships that were escaping through the sky, but his attention was still focused on the old spaceship.

Seeing those rough guys betraying him so unfaithfully, Bank thought for a while and activated the instant mode again.

But this time, instead of crashing into the Nova Empire's warship, they were chasing after the marauders.

"Sir, shall we pursue him or not?" A battleship pilot from the Nova Empire asked his superior in a daze in the teammate channel.

The officer stared closely at the fleeing Bank and the Marauders, gritted his teeth and said: "If you call for support from the 43rd Formation, I want to see who dares to help the Marauders fire on the Empire."

ps. Fifth update please~ I have paid off the chapters I owed even with interest. Please continue to work hard, and I must also work harder.