Previously, Feng Mo had often imagined a scenario where his enemies, comfortably gathered on their home turf, would suddenly face the descending wrath of the Storm Fleet. The satisfaction of striking with overwhelming force right on the enemy's doorstep would be unparalleled.
Now, Feng Mo intended to bring that vision to life at the New Humanity Church's primary starport. On a planet, the starport is typically the most fortified location; eliminating it would neutralize over 60% of the planet's defenses. Utilizing the intel from the T5 Mystic Bird's surveillance and the data from the captured flagship of the New Humanity Church, Feng Mo had acquired precise coordinates for their starport.
Two hours later, the Storm Fleet entered interstellar space—just one final gateway before reaching the enemy's homeworld.
"Logistics fleet, hold position here. Twenty T5 Sword Dragons and ten T5 Wolf Kings will remain to secure our perimeter."
"Fleet Steed, prepare to open the interstellar jump gate according to coordinates. Vermilion Ape, T5 Pegasus, T5 Mystic Bird, T6 Mystic Bird-class, and T6 Armadillo-class: load all interstellar missiles. Charge the main and auxiliary cannons!"
At Feng Mo's command, the ships of the Storm Fleet began to radiate brilliant light as they prepared their armaments. The Fleet Steed's hull emitted a dazzling blue glow as its energy matrix activated, channeling beams into the cosmos to create a vast blue gateway—the interstellar jump gate.
"Move out!"
With the Vermilion Ape leading the way, the Storm Fleet entered the gate. A momentary sense of weightlessness swept over them before they emerged directly above the colossal starport of the New Humanity Church's primary world.
"All interstellar missiles, main and auxiliary cannons, fire!"
With that order, the five T5 Pegasus and five T5 Mystic Bird ships initiated the first barrage, unleashing nearly fifteen thousand missiles upon the enemy's starport. The warning alarms had barely begun to blare as explosions cascaded across the port, vaporizing structures before the stunned overseers could even press the alert button.
A series of mushroom clouds rose as the starport cracked, crumbled, and finally lay in ruins. Meanwhile, the Storm Fleet's main and auxiliary cannons targeted any docked warships, obliterating both T5 and quasi-T6 vessels with precise shots.
"Oh, now this is the right way to use the Fleet Steed! None of that old-school nonsense!"
For the first time, the usually composed Feng Mo let his excitement show, displaying an energy rarely seen. Perhaps this was his true nature—domineering, fierce, and ruthless.
"Fleet radar, lock onto all remaining quasi-T6 ships. Star Destroyers, fire!"
Brilliant red beams led the charge, followed by streaks of brown, orange, and blue. Each shot ripped through the enemy ships, shattering shields and cleaving through hulls, taking out multiple vessels in their path.
"Feng Xian, deploy the mech division. Wipe out all defensive positions on the New Humanity world, eliminate any hostile humans or alien species, and bring me the Church's leader. And remember—better to be thorough."
"Yes, Lord!" Feng Xian responded passionately. As the leader of the mech division, he yearned for combat, the thrill of deployment surging through him.
Five hundred T5 Beryllium Copper mechs descended from their docking bays, dividing into five squads, each led by a skilled Feng family officer. Four squads swept the outskirts, using T5 neutron cannons to dismantle ground defenses, while Feng Xian's squad advanced on the Church's central structures, methodically eradicating all high-level threats.
The New Humanity Church's defenses scrambled to respond, but every attempt was systematically crushed by the Storm Fleet. Five T5 Mystic Birds patrolled above, continuously relaying updates to Feng Mo, while the Storm Fleet maintained its relentless assault, ensuring no resistance remained.
"Lord, two T5 enemy fleets are approaching. Awaiting orders!"
"T5 Pegasus and T6 Armadillo ships, load interstellar missiles. Radar systems, lock onto the enemy T5 fleets. Fire!"
With Feng Mo's command, the ten T6 Armadillo and five T5 Pegasus ships unleashed a torrent of firepower. A thousand T6 interstellar missiles and ten thousand T5 missiles split into two waves, each targeting an approaching T5 fleet.
Upon receiving news of the sudden assault on the Church's homeworld, the two returning T5 fleets hastened to offer support. But as soon as they entered the system, their alarms blared warnings.
"Alert! Large number of interstellar missiles locked onto our fleet. Maximum shield power—engage close-range interceptors for defensive fire!"
Despite their efforts, the missiles proved overwhelming. Against the T5 missiles, the fleet achieved a decent 65% interception rate, but against the T6 missiles, it managed a dismal 18%.
It only took one or two T6 missiles to obliterate a T5-class warship, and with over eight hundred missiles, the destruction was catastrophic. The remaining T5 missiles, over three thousand of them, descended like a meteor shower, engulfing the two enemy fleets in a deadly inferno.
From his observation point, Mello watched the radar feed with a glint in his eye, murmuring to himself with restrained excitement, "The sight of missiles slamming into ships—there's no better music. It's a shame we can't hear it out here in space."
Each missile struck with explosive force, tearing apart shielded hulls and setting off chain reactions that reduced enemy ships to flaming wreckage.
"Storm Fleet, main and auxiliary cannons, charge. Radar, lock onto any remaining enemy ships and commence free fire."
The New Humanity Church's T5 fleets, with over six hundred warships combined, were decimated by the Storm Fleet's relentless barrage. By the end of the assault, fewer than a tenth of their ships were left intact, desperately fleeing the scene.
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