Orc Tyrant

"Sir!"

Without the subordinates speaking, Niels witnessed a scene he will never forget.

A white light beam shot out of thin air from the distant sea. At that moment, the outline of a slender giant ship appeared, and the short light beam passed through the void in front of it.

The scene was extremely shocking, but silent, as if a non-existent ancient **** cast an angry spear.

The destruction was imminent.

The light beam hit the front of the Sky Eye, and the vaporized metal in a moment formed a white cloud like steam, and then condensed into a rain and dew that solidified again.

The second explosion that followed led the beam to penetrate the hull until it finally disappeared in the shower of debris, evaporating its energy.

Afterwards, the flashing light afterimage disappeared from the many retinas.

Boom~!

With the heavy blow to it, more explosions spread to the Skyeye, and one-third of the high-tech ship's hull was cleanly cut off.

When something happens quickly, it happens so suddenly and disharmoniously that everything else loses balance.

The slow ballet of a battleship duel was broken by a sudden discordant note. After that, all plans had to be re-conceived, but generally speaking, it was too late to react, so that it was impossible to change the course or goal. For many captains, it is an unmanageable nightmare.

The destruction of Skyeye was just like that, it happened too quickly, and it was like a nightmare for the entire fleet.

"what is that?"

Niels took a breath, he was not even sure if he had hallucinations.

At this time, the instruments in the control room flashed suddenly, as if a strong flashing light spot filled the display screen.

"Sir! The instrument is restored!"

"Contact Sky Eye immediately."

The admiral's initial shock has turned into firm pragmatism.

"We can't do it, sir."

The technician replied.

"Skyeye's communication system is not working."

Niels took a breath and cursed and turned to the tactical display, hoping that a solution would show itself.

But all she saw was a huge enemy ship moving and preparing to launch a new round of attack on the Veil of Night. Behind it, there were small ships that appeared from the void, as delicate as glass. Battleship.

This is a fleet, a fantastic fleet, and an extremely deadly fleet.

"Captain Soros."

He shouted through the communicator:

"Here is the Wrath of Eternity. It will go to you next and leave there."

Accompanied by the crackling of static electricity, Soros quickly responded:

"Already started maneuvering to evade, but sir, what kind of monster is this ship?"

"I do not know."

"Sorry, sir, I never thought I could hear your bewildered voice, shall we withdraw?"

"Do not!"

Niels denied this opinion. He gritted his teeth when he watched the Skyeye's hull split in half, and its fragments rained in all directions.

"No matter what they are, since the attack has been launched, then the price must be paid for it!"

"Understood, sir!"

Closing the secret communication with the Veil of Night, Niels began to give orders to the entire fleet.

"All the crew turned, lined up to the east, the cruiser formation covered the west flank, the first and third destroyer groups intercepted the Ouke warship at all costs!"

As the order was issued, the entire first fleet began to change its formation, turning its main target to the newly added enemies, and only a dozen destroyers began to attack Oak's fleet in the opposite direction.

At this time, the Sky Eye had become a sultry grave on the sea.

Its bridge has been reduced to ruins, and a huge amount of feedback swept everyone. The crew died when the torrent of energy passed through their scalp and entered their brains, and the others were destroyed by the explosion. The burns.

Some of them have already left, but there is no sign that the rest of the ship will be better.

The smoke was permeating, and all the sounds were submerged in the harsh metal screams coming from the back of the hull. The keel of the ship was destroyed and it could no longer support its own structure. The movement of Skyeye itself was sufficient. It turns into crispy chips by virtue of inertia.

The explosion-proof doors in the lower compartments have become distorted under extreme damage and cannot be opened.

Relying on the cutting device, some sailors forced a way out.

The Engineering Department has been ruined, completely ruined.

The last remaining detectors on the bridge have been tracking them since the engine separated from the hull from below, and the ribbon of burning scrap metal and charred corpses overflowed from the breach of the battleship like intestines.

No order to abandon the ship was issued.

Oak no longer needs to issue it.

"Captain, the tilt of Skyeye has reached a threat angle!"

The chief officer in the command room yelled, his voice fighting hard against the noise of an internal explosion somewhere below the deck.

"We can't save it, and immediately go to the escape pod on the starboard side."

Oak replied, noticing a fierce wound across the first officer's forehead that was hit by the debris from the boat.

The first officer saluted, and was about to turn around and do as ordered, when suddenly a cloud of flame swept the corridor with the leaked gas.

Boom~!

A flash of light flooded Oak, shielded by his armor, and spread over it.

The warning sign on his helmet-mounted lens display flashed strong heat readings, but the first officer had no such protection, and his burning lips screamed of death when the skin on his body was scorched.

Suffocated by the flames like drowning, in just a few seconds, the chief officer shouted on the deck and turned into a push of charred bones and burning rotten meat.

Oak rushed through the nearest entrance, then closed it to block the fire, and when the flames stuck to the pipes on his armor, he slapped them out with his armored palm.

He is now wearing the power armor protective suit worn by technicians in ancient times when repairing engines. It looks a little bloated, but it can resist huge impacts and other external damage. There are few in this world that can hurt. its.

As a senior engineer, he naturally has a set of such equipment, but when the Skyeye was shot, he immediately put on this suit to repair the precarious engine room, but everything proved to be in vain.

But all this is not over yet, the Sky Eye has indeed been destroyed, and many of the precious relics carried on it have also been destroyed, and the loss is immeasurable.

The enemy still exists. He is the captain of the Skyeye and has the responsibility to seek justice for his ship. He is not a fighter, but at this moment an avenger...

For the moment, the first step in revenge is to leave the Sky Eye.