At this moment, more than 10 days have passed since the previous battle.

Thanks to the close distance between stars on the main spiral arm, coupled with the high efficiency of ocean currents.

Therefore, in just over ten days, the spacecraft can span a distance of 1.4 light-years.

Within the ocean currents, the flagship of the Deira Community.

"Commander, in 3 minutes, we will arrive at the Kalant star system!"

Standing behind the command chair, the adjutant bowed slightly and reported to the commander.

Hearing this, Commander Rocks' eyes that had been closed suddenly opened.

"How many stellar currents are there in Calant?"

"There are only two, one is what we are using at the moment, and the other is 4700 light seconds away, leading to the Dorsol star system!"

"That means that with their fleet's speed, it will take a lot of time to reach another ocean current, right?"

"Yes, even if they abandon all non-eighth-level civilized warships, it will still take more than 200 hours!"

"Very good, order all the guardians of civilization to prepare for an attack. Once they arrive at Kalant, they will attack immediately. If the opponent is not far away, they will be annihilated on the spot. If they are far away...then pursue them directly and then annihilate them!"

"understand!"

The deputy nodded.

He immediately went down to deliver the order.

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Three minutes later.

The moment the huge fleet of the Republic of Dela sailed out of the ocean current.

More than a dozen streams of light had already swept out of the ship, but what was different from what they originally thought was...

Ahead, instead of seeing the previous fleets, another fleet appeared.

Although it is a small fleet with only about 10,000 warships, all of them are eighth-level civilized warships.

Of course, just these words would not cause them to panic.

after all...

The fleet of the Republic of Dela, even though there were some losses in the previous battle, the number of available warships is still as high as 2.8.

Likewise...it is also composed of all eight-level civilized battleships.

Therefore, they are really not worried about only 10,000 battleships, but there is another problem...

In front of that fleet, they detected god-level experts, and it wasn't just one or two, but...

A total of thirty-eight.

Thirty-eight god-level experts, are you kidding me?

The dozen or so Dela Community guardians who were still rushing forward at full speed suddenly stepped on the brakes, and they didn't know what to do for a moment.

There were even expressions of panic on the faces of several of them.

Even the strongest among them sensed the threat.

The thirty-eight people opposite...

Most of them exuded an aura that was threatening to them.

This is too outrageous!

I am a late-stage god-level expert. If I can have such a sense of threat, then I must at least be someone who is also a late-stage god-level person.

It’s not necessarily true that among the thirty-eight people on the opposite side, more than half are at least late-stage god-level experts, right?

How is this played?

Not to mention that he has 30,000 warships, in this case, even if he is given 50,000, or even 100,000...

You can't win then, right?

I quickly contacted him, and the commander-in-chief this time was Rocks, who was also at the late god level.

"Rocks, something is wrong!"

"I already know. According to the measurement of our equipment, the opponent should be fifteen in the early stage, twelve in the mid-term, ten in the late stage, and... one at the peak!"

"What a joke!"

After Locks finished speaking, the shouts of the late god-level man immediately rang out from the bridge.

I feel that most of the people on the other side can pose a threat to me.

result...

You tell me, most people are actually in the early and middle stages?

And among the thirty-eight people, there are only eleven who have reached the advanced stage or above?

Isn't this nonsense?

Also, a strong man at the peak of god level?

Are you sure this isn't a joke?

You know, a strong person with this kind of strength is the strongest person from an eighth-level civilization.

It's just like...

The leader of his own Dela Community, or the leader of the three great pirate groups of the Far Sea Pirate Alliance.

Therefore, there are only a few people at the peak of the god level in the galaxy, and everyone knows each other, but the powerful person at the peak of the god level in front of him...

I don’t even know him.

Well, that's not important, what's important is...

The sense of oppression this guy brings to him is many times stronger than that of his own leader who is also at the peak of the god level.

"Rocks, just tell me, what should we do now?"

"Why don't you say hello first, otherwise I won't even know who the other party is. Maybe this is their territory, and they are just a civilization hidden on the first main spiral arm?"

Locks' meaning is simple.

Since you definitely can't beat him, just give in.

Maybe with luck, the other party is just a low-key and hidden civilization.

In this case, at most it would be a mistake to enter the territory of other civilizations. At the worst, we should pay some compensation, right?

Of course, the idea is good, but...

The reality is very cruel.

Soon, Rocks got a piece of news from the adjutant, that is...

The other party refused to establish a conversation with us and only gave us two options.

Either surrender...

Or die! !

"Quickly, contact the base camp. I want to talk to the leader in person and set the priority to the highest level!"

"Yes, Commander!"

Rocks knew it.

I definitely can't do the opposite.

Moreover, once our fleet and other powerful ones are all destroyed here, then as far as the entire community is concerned...

That means losing about 60% of the main battleships and 90% of the god-level warriors.

This is simply a devastating blow to the already weak Dela Community, and what awaits them next is...

The carving up of other eighth-level civilizations is nothing more than that!

But surrender...

In this kind of matter, he had no choice but to let his leader make the decision.

At least, he himself does not have the courage or the power.

only...

"Commander, communications are under high-intensity suppression. Currently, short-range communications can still be supported, but ultra-long-distance communications..."

"Is there a way to solve?"

"There are two ways. One is to directly destroy the suppression source, but this is equivalent to starting a war with the opponent. After all, according to the current scan, the suppression source should be on the opponent's flagship."

"What's the other way?"

"It's up to us to crack it, but it will take a long time, at least... more than an hour!"

"Damn it!"

Locks cursed secretly.

I don’t have more than an hour!

And just then, even worse news came!

"Commander, the opposing fleet has begun to take action, and those god-level experts are also coming towards us!"

"Let the guardians go up and delay for a while, I need time!"

"Well...as the opponent's strong men approached, the guardians began to retreat!"

"What!!"

Locks was stunned.

But the actual situation is just as reported.

More than a dozen guardians are retreating.

Are you kidding me? If I don't retreat, can I really attack him?

What's the difference between that and sending it?

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