Published: February 13, 2025
Several warships made evasive maneuvers.
Even though they had lost their will to resist against the Slave Race, the pilots of the warships had been trained from their academy days, and avoiding attacks from the Slave Race had always been a crucial subject.
After all, you might not actively provoke the Slave Race, but you could never guarantee that they wouldn’t come to you.
The warships spread out beautifully in the starry sky, and based on the instantaneous calculations from their terminals, they dodged in different directions, but their ultimate destination remained Earth.
One warship's rear was grazed by a Slave Race tentacle, and after a moment of sparks, it turned into a cruel and spectacular firework display.
Yet, in the command room, no one sighed or mourned; rather, small cheers began to erupt.
This might be the first time the All Races of the Universe collectively charged against the Slave Race and only lost one warship under their attack.
Everyone noticed the instability of the Slave Race, observing the tentacles that, even when flung out, were obviously slow and trembling.
The remaining warships continued to move at high speed, and at a certain moment, brilliant lights flashed on the hull, shooting energy beams toward the main body of the Slave Race.
Their targets were concentrated above the North and South Poles of Earth, and the angles of attack wouldn’t be affected by the Slave Race’s evasive actions.
Everyone was focused on this scene, knowing that this was the All Races of the Universe's counterattack against the Slave Race after many years.
No one cared about the outcome; they were immersed in the blood-boiling excitement of the moment.
On Earth, the order to attack reached every combat unit, and two massive structures finished charging, sending two beams of light soaring into the sky.
At the same time, various special weapons and even some special skills from evolvers also struck the dome above.
Both inside and outside, an all-out attack was launched against the Slave Race simultaneously.
"I should be on Earth," Sister Hong lamented from the side.
On Earth, it was easier to obtain the most accurate and timely data when making some progress.
But clearly, when no one had confidence in winning this battle, placing high-end research personnel in a dangerous environment was extremely unwise.
Not only Sister Hong felt this way, but the other senior researchers involved in the project were also watching from a distance.
If they lost this battle, they would continue their research to prepare for a comeback. If they won, they would need to conduct further research to find conventional ways to deal with the Slave Race.
The attack beam from the giant "screw" was noticeably faster, breaking through the atmosphere in just a few seconds.
Upon closer inspection, there was a faint silver glow amidst its brilliance; a metal device several meters long, containing over a hundred kilograms of genetic agents.
This was a targeted agent specifically aimed at the Slave Race, the highest achievement in biological genetics from the Sule Alliance over the past few years.
The attacks from the extraterrestrial warships were merely supportive; this 'needle' was the key.
As if sensing the threat, the trembling Slave Race suddenly unleashed all its tentacles, with several reaching out towards the beam of light.
At this moment, the light emitted by the giant staff arrived first, surpassing the "screw" at a faster speed and colliding with the tentacles.
The "giant staff" was actually an integrated mechanical energy tower that Cloud Summit had spent immense financial resources to create, based on the energy of evolvers themselves, using machinery and technology to amplify that energy.
The technology naturally benefited from enhancements from the All Races of the Universe, but the foundation was the theory of magic crystal weapons.
The amplification was significant, to the point that only by increasing its size could it meet the energy threshold.