Tiris's fleet finally moved.

Like long-dormant cheetahs, the starships slowly inched toward the center of the battlefield. They adjusted their positions, the indicator lights of their various weapons flickering on and off, exuding a dangerous aura.

The originally dim lines on the starship's hull seemed to be injected with vitality at this moment, lighting up one by one, and the faint blue light flowed on the metal surface, like some kind of ancient and mysterious rune.

Upon seeing this, Vice Admiral Logan immediately ordered the rest of the fleet to retreat and suspend the attack. He stared intently at the screen, eager to see what Tiris was about to do. After all, in his eyes, Tiris was a slippery fellow who would never do anything without profit.

Inside the flagship, Tiris remained as lazy as ever. He leaned back in the command chair, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the armrests, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, outlining a cynical arc.

"Listen to my orders, and start charging the particle beam cannon." His voice spread to every corner through the ship's broadcasting system. It was low and magnetic, completely different from his usual nonchalant image.

Following his order, a slight humming sound was heard inside the starship. It was the sound of energy flowing at high speed in the pipes.

The hull vibrated slightly, as if a sleeping giant beast was waking up.

At the bottom of the starship, huge particle beam cannons slowly extended out, with a faint blue light flashing at the muzzle, which was a symbol of highly concentrated energy.

"Report to the commander, the particle beam cannon has been fully charged and can be fired at any time!" The adjutant's voice sounded in the command room, with a hint of heaviness that was hard to conceal.

A gleam of light flashed in Tiris's eyes. He slowly sat up straight, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared...

Outside the starship, thick particle beam cannons slowly extended out, their muzzles flashing with faint blue light, moving in unison, like a group of ferocious beasts ready to attack.

Luo Qian's eyes turned slightly cold. She raised her hand, and the green energy light in her palm flickered as if it had life.

Beside her, Admiral Mike remained calm, as if nothing could affect his mood.

Inside the flagship, Tiris's mouth suddenly curled up, showing a confidence that came from being in control of everything, and also with a hint of elusive meaning.

He pointed in the direction of Admiral Mike, put two fingers together and gestured from a distance.

The next second, his slender fingers traced a sharp trajectory in the air, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Starship turn around and launch towards the Z9 galaxy!"

At his command, the vast fleet of starships, like well-trained warriors, began to move in unison. The ships slowly turned, emitting a deep rumble. The particle beam cannons originally aimed at Rosie and Mike now all swung in unison, their muzzles emitting a faint blue light, pointing directly at the lead ship where Vice Admiral Logan was stationed!

This sudden change caught everyone off guard.

Lieutenant General Logan's expression darkened instantly. He stared intently at the rotating gun barrel on the screen, a fierce look in his eyes. He sneered, his voice thick with undisguised sarcasm, "Humph! I knew you were waiting for me here!"

He had long anticipated that Tiris would not give in, so he had always kept a trick up his sleeve.

He waved his hand fiercely, and the front row of starships, like soldiers receiving an order, quickly parted to the sides, revealing the long-ready gun barrels at the rear. Those barrels were thicker than the particle beam cannons, black and hollow, as if they could devour everything. They pointed directly at Tiris's fleet, emitting a terrifying aura of danger.

The lieutenant stood beside Tiris, watching the tense scene unfold before him, his heart filled with worry. He wondered what Tiris was thinking, why he would choose to betray at this moment. Was he truly determined to become an enemy of the Empire?

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent. He knew that since Tiris had made this decision, there must be a reason for it. All he could do now was trust him and support him.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

"Why are you panicking? I told you to slack off." Tiris glanced at the adjutant nonchalantly, as if the tense atmosphere outside had nothing to do with him.

Just as Vice Admiral Logan's artillery fire was about to strike Tiris's starship, something unexpected happened! A dark blue sea of ​​fire appeared out of nowhere, like a netherworld fire gushing from the depths of hell, sweeping over with all-consuming might. This sea of ​​fire appeared abruptly, yet it perfectly protected Tiris's fleet.

Admiral Mike had struck! His strange fire, radiating a cold yet domineering aura, formed an impenetrable barrier in front of the starship. The once-violent attacks, like moths to a flame, collided with this blue wall of fire, instantly vanishing without a single ripple.

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone. They stared wide-eyed at the blue sea of ​​fire raging across the starry sky, their hearts filled with shock and confusion. What…what was going on? Admiral Mike had actually protected Tiris?

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Lieutenant General Logan's voice broke the silence, his voice filled with anger and disbelief, "You are indeed in the same group!"

His already gloomy face was now distorted even more horribly, like a demon crawling out of hell. He could never have imagined that his carefully planned attack would be so easily defused by Admiral Mike. What was even more unacceptable to him was that Admiral Mike would actually side with Tiris!

"Open fire! Hit hard!" Lieutenant General Logan waved his hand violently, his eyes red, like a completely enraged beast, losing his usual calmness and composure.

The fleet of starships behind him, like soldiers who had received a death order, launched another attack without hesitation.

This time, the attack was more fierce and crazy than before. The light of the artillery fire almost turned the entire starry sky into daylight.

For a moment, various energy beams intertwined in the air, and the colorful lights converged into a sea of ​​destruction, like a grand fireworks show, but this show was full of the breath of destruction and death.

Admiral Mike's blue sea of ​​fire churned violently under the fierce attack, but still firmly guarded Tiris's fleet.

Tiris's starships were not to be outdone, and fierce firepower poured out like a rainstorm, launching a fierce attack on Vice Admiral Logan's fleet.

Though outnumbered, Tiris's fleet was each ship, like a beast poised for attack, brimming with power and murderous intent. They were the elite of the elite in the Atlantis Empire, each soldier a battle-hardened warrior, their every attack precise and deadly.

The weapon systems equipped on these starships are far beyond the reach of Vice Admiral Logan's ordinary fleet.

The advanced energy shield forms an indestructible protective layer on the surface of the ship, blocking all enemy attacks.

And every beam of light they fired contained terrifying energy, like the scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the enemy.

Although outnumbered, Tiris's fleet demonstrated amazing combat effectiveness by outnumbering the larger force and was not at a disadvantage at all.

The starships of both sides shuttled through the artillery fire, as if dancing on the edge of a knife. Every evasion was thrilling and every counterattack was shocking.

The ship's hull kept flashing with sparks after being hit, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, beautiful yet cruel.

The starship's hull gradually broke under the fierce attack, making a teeth-grinding sound of metal tearing.

The circuits short-circuited, sparks flew, and the power systems of some starships were affected. Thick smoke began to billow out, and the ships were shaking, as if they would fall into the endless abyss at any time.

Both sides were blood-thirsty, the light of artillery fire illuminated the ferocious faces of every soldier, and the shouts, explosions, and sounds of metal colliding intertwined together, forming a tragic symphony of war.

The battle has entered a white-hot stage. Starships are being destroyed every second and lives are being lost every moment.

This battle is no longer just a fight for power, but also a fight for survival.

Luo Xi turned to look at Mike, with a half-smile: "Have you colluded with the commander of that fleet long ago?"

Mike raised an eyebrow and smiled back, "Sissi is really smart."

Luo Xi snorted softly: "Stop pretending, didn't you just secretly tell me not to do it?"

Mike didn't say anything, but the smile on his face deepened. But before it could fully blossom, his expression changed slightly. He turned his head sharply and looked into the distance.

Suddenly, a suffocating wave of energy erupted from the starry sky. Intensive supernatural attacks descended from all directions like a torrential downpour, blanketing the entire battlefield. This sudden onslaught caught both sides off guard, and the intense exchange of fire was instantly interrupted.

Energy beams intertwined into a vast net, firmly encircling the starships on the battlefield. A multitude of supernatural powers exploded in the air, like dazzling fireworks, yet tinged with deadly intent. The starships' shields flickered under the onslaught, emitting piercing alarms.

Following the direction of the attack, everyone cast their gaze towards the depths of the starry sky. There, a figure quietly floated, like a solitary island in the sea of ​​stars, yet emanating a powerful aura that could not be ignored.

That was Orlando, the Sea King. He quietly floated in the starry sky, like the true king of the universe, overlooking the chaotic battlefield he had caused.

His short blue hair shimmered softly under the starlight, and the coral crown atop his head shone with a majestic radiance from every angle, highlighting his supreme status. His magnificent attire, dominated by a deep blue, was embellished with ripples and pearls symbolizing the ocean. Every detail exuded a rich marine atmosphere, highlighting his dignity as the King of the Sea.

Behind Orlando, the fleet of the Atlantis Elders' House of Starships lined up silently like a torrent of steel. Each starship was immense, its hull gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, like a sleeping behemoth, poised to unleash devastating power upon awakening.

Aboard the leading flagship, Elder Yun's figure was clearly visible. Standing on the bridge, though thin, he stood like an old pine tree rooted in rock, old yet upright. His eyes, weathered by time, flashed with a sharp light as he scanned the battlefield, as if assessing the strength of both sides, or searching for the perfect opportunity to strike.

The sudden appearance of the Sea King and the Atlantean elders instantly changed the dynamics of the battlefield. The two sides, already tense, were forced to pause their fire and reassess the situation. The appearance of Sea King Orlando undoubtedly added further uncertainty to the chaotic battle.

Vice Admiral Logan's appearance was merely a carefully arranged decoy, a cannon fodder to divert their attention. The true killer move had always been Poseidon himself.

He probably had already arrived here earlier through other means, hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

In a split second, Mike, almost instinctively, dodged and protected Rosie behind him. His broad back was like a solid shield, shielding her from all possible danger.

Rosie also noticed Orlando's aggressive approach. Her beautiful face showed no sign of panic, only an unprecedented solemnity. She quickly mobilized her wood-elemental powers, and emerald green light swirled around her like a dancing spirit, ready to meet the sudden attack at any moment.

Tiris reacted quickly, immediately directing the starship to allocate some of its firepower. A faint blue particle beam streaked across the starry sky like a meteor, accurately targeting Orlando and Elder Youen, providing fire support for Rosie and Mike.

"He actually chased us here." Rosie looked at the aggressive Orlando in the distance, her tone calm, as if she was stating a fact.

Mike's eyes were cold, his golden hair dancing in the starry sky. He said calmly, "I knew he wouldn't give up."

Mike knew Sea King Orlando too well. From the moment he was born, he was destined to be the heir to the empire. From the moment he was born, he was also destined to continue the Sea God clan.

He couldn't easily give up the Holy Lady who was so close to him.

For a moment, the starry sky was filled with surging energy, and a crisscross of lights intertwined in a chaotic chaos. With the entry of the Poseidon faction, the balance of power began to tilt towards Atlantis.

Luo Xi felt a bit exhausted; the prolonged battle had drained her energy. Fortunately, with the support of her fertility system, even if she continued to mobilize her supernatural powers, it wouldn't affect the child in her womb. However, if the situation continued to stalemate, it would be very disadvantageous for her.

Elder Youen looked at Luo Xi and said firmly, "Your Majesty the Sea King, we will definitely be able to bring the Holy Female back this time!"

Orlando nodded slightly, and the output of his supernatural power increased a little bit.

Just as the pressure on Rosie's side was increasing, Vice Admiral Logan's adjutant suddenly exclaimed, "Report to the Admiral! The probe has detected a large-scale starship group approaching! The number is extremely large! It's the joint fleet of the Free Federation and the Star-Moon Empire!"

The adjutant's voice changed tone, "Lieutenant General, what should we do now?!"

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