The Seventh Base - Chapter 1349: 108: Value
Capítulo 1349: Chapter 108: Value
When Xu Mo and Zero executed Lin Kun and Lin Xu, the other battlefields were also extremely intense. The battle of the Destroyers was particularly fierce, and the fleet operations were even more brutal.
The Emperor Star Fleet and the Rear Wing Fleet were attacked, effectively surrounded in the middle, with the O’Brian Star’s Fleet and anti-air weapons in low orbit and ground. Under such circumstances, the Emperor Star Fleet’s assault grew increasingly fierce, launching a frenzied attack.
If it weren’t for O’Brian Star’s astonishing defense under the control of the Super Intelligence, it might have already been destroyed.
Yet, even so, O’Brian Star was riddled with destruction-level attacks everywhere, although the star annihilation level weapons were being heavily guarded.
At this moment, the offensive of the Emperor Star Fleet grew even more intense.
Meanwhile, the Pope avoided direct combat with the leaders of the Heavenly God Race, Atlas, and Osman O’Brian. Utilizing light speed, he launched devastating attacks on O’Brian Star, destroying the ground’s anti-air weaponry clusters.
The battlefield situation was such: with Xu Mo’s participation, O’Brian Star held an overall advantage in the Destroyer battle, while in the fleet battle, O’Brian Star was teetering on the brink of danger.
This war, after all, was not taking place in space but near O’Brian Star, where O’Brian Star was the relatively passive side; if the enemy destroyed O’Brian Star, they would essentially win the war.
The Pope was well aware of this. His body turned into light, evading attacks while a massive hand tried to capture him across the air, Atlas’s giant hand. With a grasp, a beam of light slipped through his fingers. The Pope aimed his scepter towards the ground, shooting a beam of light downwards.
But below, a figure rushed at terrifying speed, a large handprint blazing with intense heat colliding with that energy light, blocking it. It was Osman below, simultaneously putting the Pope in a deadlock while preventing him from wrecking the ground.
The three moved with extreme speed, each strike causing violent tremors.
“Boom…”
At this time, a beam of energy light column broke through the defenses, shooting toward the surface of O’Brian Star, while Osman’s other hand reached out across the air, deflecting it.
Then he stepped forward, preparing to continue intercepting the Pope. Yet, at this moment, several figures from another direction rushed toward the Pope at extreme speed, and one of them launched an attack that collided with the Pope.
Nidhogg let out a great roar, spewing energy light columns. The Pope frowned, unexpectedly cornered; the Destroyers of the Lin Clan seemed unreliable, several had already perished, but weakening the Lin Clan’s power was beneficial. Next, it’s time to destroy O’Brian Star.
How laughable that Xu Mo intends to assist in besieging him?
The scepter in his hand waved, instantly centered on his body, dazzling light radiated, enveloping him. As attacks came, they were instantly weakened or even destroyed upon entering this light curtain.
“Lin Qinghe, if you don’t conquer O’Brian Star soon, the Lin Clan may face ruin here,” the Pope’s voice transmitted across the air to Lin Qinghe. At this moment, Lin Qinghe was still battling the Mystic God, having witnessed the deaths of Lin Kun and Lin Xu.
The Lin Clan, two top figures, destroyed by two younger generations.
As the Pope said, if they continue in stalemate, the Lin Clan will be defeated.
He was correct; not only did the Origin Helmet appear here, but so did the Book of Enlightenment. If this war concludes successfully, acquiring them both, he would become the ultimate force in the universe, unmatched.
If so, the sacrifice would be worthwhile.
They couldn’t afford to keep dragging this out.
Lin Qinghe’s thought moved, and instantly a terrifying aura descended from the sky, golden divine light spread across the sky, transforming into flowing rays.
Lin Qinghe’s body floated in the air, the Origin Sword in his hand vanished, and an incomparably powerful spiritual power burst from him. In high skies, a golden figure like a god appeared.
“Boom…” As Mystic God saw this, a terrifying energy light erupted from him, blasting toward Lin Qinghe’s true form, but around Lin Qinghe’s body emerged golden divine barriers, forming an indestructible defense, blocking Mystic God’s attack.
Meanwhile, the Origin Sword melded into the sky’s golden divine light, as an immense figure grasped the Origin Sword with both hands, a more horrific aura permeated the entire sky.
Lin Qinghe’s form expanded, the divine light of the Origin Sword grew increasingly terrifying. At this moment, countless gazes turned toward that scene, including starships madly attacking in that direction.
Xu Mo and Osman naturally noticed too, Osman’s face turning slightly somber.
“Annihilate O’Brian Star,” a voice echoed across the sky. The directive came from the golden figure atop the sky, ordering the Emperor Star Fleet.
This command was extermination; Xu Mo’s true form and the vessel had already appeared, the Origin Helmet and the Book of Enlightenment had surfaced. In that case, the resources of O’Brian Star were no longer significant, they can’t consume them either.
Therefore, annihilate it.
Destroying O’Brian Star would be akin to crippling the Mystic God. Even if a super intelligent entity’s control abilities are formidable, with the planet decimated, they lose all surface weapons, leaving only the airborne fleet.
As the words fell, the gigantic figure gripped the Origin Sword with both hands and stabbed downward. Suddenly, an overwhelmingly terrifying and dazzling golden light appeared, resembling the ‘Imperial Sword’ Star Annihilation Weapon launched from the Empire Warship.
High above, an incomparably massive ‘Imperial Sword’ emerged, carving a path downward toward the surface.
Almost at the same moment, the Emperor Star Fleet ceased attacking other starships, instead nurturing a destructive strike. The sky over O’Brian Star became oppressively heavy, and everyone sensed an annihilating power of devastating magnitude was being birthed.
On the planet, countless eyes were raised toward the sky, watching that star-annihilating sword.
Would O’Brian Star face obliteration?
In the gaze of countless eyes, despair was evident.
At this moment, a figure emerged, a massive form standing high above O’Brian Star under that destructive sword, its stature towering and divine.
On the ground, countless people saw that majestic figure standing like a savior, shielding all of O’Brian Star’s inhabitants.
He was the founder of the O’Brian Republic, the leader of O’Brian Star, Osman O’Brian.
The O’Brian Republic and even the Capital Star were named after him.
The Mystic God also saw O’Brian appear there. In the instant he took his stand, the super intelligence operated, and all the surface anti-air weapons were brewing. A suffocating sense of oppression enveloped the planetary sky.
High in the sky, the Sword of Destruction plunged downward toward the surface. Below, Osman transformed into a giant. He seemed to stand at the heart of a star, where the terrifying, scorching heat melted everything. A long spear, as if forged from molten magma, shot toward that descending Sword of Destruction, an Ultimate Skill—the Destructive World Spear.
The giant sword descended, colliding with the Destructive World Spear. The catastrophic storm shattered everything around and unleashed unimaginable heat. The spear broke. The terrifying sword continued downward. The Origin Sword was a cosmic-level artifact, while Osman’s spear was condensed into being, clearly inferior by a margin.
At the moment of the sword’s and spear’s clash, the Emperor Star Fleet almost simultaneously opened fire. At this moment, countless rays of light fell from the sky over O’Brian Star, many resembling swords that seemed all to be ‘Imperial Swords’, targeting O’Brian Star.
The surface of O’Brian Star lit up as all weapons simultaneously fired, intercepting those falling ‘swords’ from the post-Empire era.
Time and space seemed to freeze. To Xu Mo’s perception, everything slowed down, but even so, he was powerless to act, faced as he was by a top figure—the Pope.
He saw Osman’s spear break, then Osman’s massive palms struck at that invincible sword. His hands were pierced and then burst; the destructive torrent raged, yet ultimately, he managed to halt the sword’s momentum, which continued to stab into his body. Osman’s immense frame blocked this sword.
High in the sky, the fleet and the surface weapons exchanged fire, and the cataclysmic storm inundated the entire sky.
Xu Mo saw in another direction, the Mystic God relentlessly assaulting Lin Qinghe’s true form. His body forged from Titanium Source Gold possessed terrifying mass. Under powerful impact, its might grew even stronger, steadily destroying Lin Qinghe’s surrounding defenses.
The Mystic God, faced with choices, opted to continue assaulting Lin Qinghe’s true form.
Thus, high above, Lin Qinghe’s enormous visage seemed to manifest, staring down at Osman O’Brian, with cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.
“Die.” A crazed killing intent surged in Lin Qinghe’s mind. He had been forced to this extent, with the Lin suffering heavy losses alongside the fleet.
Kill!
An appalling spirit storm swept downward, targeting Osman, while simultaneously, the Origin Sword descended with the spirit storm for the kill. Another destructive sword light emerged in the sky.
Osman O’Brian observed the Sword of Destruction. Now, it seemed he still had a chance to dodge; he also saw the Mystic God had breached Lin Qinghe’s true form’s defenses.
In this moment, countless thoughts rushed through Osman’s mind, reflecting upon his past. In his youth, he aspired to become an emperor-like figure. Regrettably, his abilities were insufficient to support his ambitions, and founding the O’Brian Republic was perhaps his utmost capability.
However, it wasn’t all in vain. The O’Brian Republic eventually played a crucial role in this war, twice becoming the main battlefield, weakening the Lin and other factions.
After this battle, the Lin were bound to be severely weakened.
His ideas would have to be realized by future generations.
“Xu Mo, I’ve given the command for the O’Brian Republic Fleet to be transferred under your control. Though the Mystic God is strong, he’s no longer one of us, and cannot be trusted. After this battle, you must decisively break free from the Mystic God Temple’s control and become a power of your own.” A voice echoed in Xu Mo’s mind, as Osman radiated even more dazzling Light of Destruction, heading for the Origin Sword.
In his life, he revered the Emperor. If Xu Mo could inherit the Emperor’s will and reshape the cosmic order, then everything he had done would indeed find its value.
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