Captain, your ship has exploded again.

The main reason Natal used this tactic was that she found that in large-scale fleet battles, if the numbers on both sides were similar, the problem of mutual interference between energy attacks was not obvious. However, once one side exceeded the other by more than ten times, the crossfire between the two sides would cause deviations due to interference.

Don't underestimate the tiny deviations in particle-type attacks. If the deviation is 0.01 degrees from the attack position, the target position 100,000 kilometers away will be deviated by 17 kilometers.

This means that the attack was a complete failure. Although space battleships are very long, they rarely fire horizontally. The old-fashioned tactic of seizing the T-shaped formation is completely inapplicable in the space age. Therefore, the frontal area of ​​the battleship is very small.

As mentioned before, battleships are at a great distance when firing their cannons. Even if the particle beams are interfered with, the outnumbered battleships still have a chance to hit the enemy.

However, this would turn the battlefield into a line-up shooting mode. The reason why Natal is only using this tactic now is mainly because she is not clear about the defensive limits of the enemy's warships, and the firepower of forty battleships alone is not enough to kill the enemy warships in one shot.

However, Death Star II is different. Even though it is heavily damaged, it still has more than 40,000 cannons left, which is more than five times the firepower of the fleet (not all cannons on a spherical warship can fire in one direction), and the total caliber is more than ten times that of the fleet.

Under such terrifying firepower, even the largest and thickest enemy warships would be vaporized.

Three enemy ships were completely vaporized in the firing trajectory, and more than a dozen were severely damaged. This extremely violent attack caused the enemy's counterattack to pause for a moment.

"Tsk, really, we were just a hair's breadth away from penetrating their flagship. These turtle bastards are really tough."

Zhang Xun expressed his deep regret that the attack failed to hit the enemy flagship. If Yi Jiu hadn't healed him and immediately cut off the energy supply, Zhang Xun would have had to enchant the main cannon.

"You stingy little thing, you only drink cold water. Yi Jiu, couldn't you have treated me a little longer?"

"Get lost! How much energy do you think I expended to prevent you from turning your last remaining hard-boiled egg into a popped balloon! A little longer? You wish!"

"Tch, it's all because someone stole my functions. If you had healing abilities..."

"You'd be dead already. If you switched to another system, you wouldn't be able to get treatment in the mission universe. Forget about it! If you want to get treatment, go back to the space. Even if we both turned into particles, there's that function to intercept it. Even if I wanted to treat you, I wouldn't have any energy outlet."

Based on what Yi Jiu said, Zhang Xun thought about it carefully and understood that the so-called healing function was actually an energy output conversion interface. When collecting recruit soldiers G, it converted high-end energy into a level that humans could withstand.

This has advantages, because the system that built this function was the Suwu Civilization, and the Yijiu system is just a user, so it doesn't need to pay any price.

The greedy system, Yi Jiu, embezzled the energy used to build functions. In order to avoid being discovered by those above, the energy output port had to be left open, even if it was just a model, it could still pass the inspection.

However, when it came to actually using the healing function, Yi Jiu had to personally take charge, modifying the energy level little by little to prevent the excessively strong energy from overwhelming Zhang Xun.

It's like feeding a hamster with the water from a fire truck's hose. If you turn the hose on full blast, Zhang Xun will be out of steam in no time, and even if you turn it on to the lowest setting, he might choke to death, just like Zhang Xun, the hamster.

As for why other systems cannot be used for treatment in space, the reason is simple: the outlet is monitored, so it cannot be used. However, the monitoring device called "Memory of Guilt" is just a model.

"If you take the money, you have to provide the service. I don't want counterfeit goods. For the price you charged, you have to cook it fresh for me and feed it to me yourself!"

"Get out of here, you're really shameless. But don't worry, even if I wanted to slack off, I couldn't. You simply can't handle this energy unless it's manually downgraded from scratch. Even if I wanted to pre-store some, it would dissipate quickly in my space because its energy concentration is too low."

Yi Jiu strongly condemned Zhang Xun's behavior of criticizing the cook after she had eaten her fill, after all, she was not some kitchen scissor-cutter.

Unlike Zhang Xun, who was on the command platform, battling with the system in his mind, Natal was well aware that even if the Death Star's attack was concentrated into a single point for a counterattack, the reason it could have such destructive power was because the enemy's warships had been damaged beforehand.

As the strongest single unit on the battlefield, Death Star II was still halved when faced with the impact of neutron star matter. Even with the support of the combined shields of the opposing fleet, the damage was still severe. It can be said that almost all the warships, except for those near the enemy flagship, were damaged, not to mention those that were destroyed.

Inside the enemy flagship, a Quintesson was waving his tentacles and shouting, "Unicron has failed! His so-called trump card is utterly useless!"

"Shut up! You wretched face! If you don't want me to tear you off my body, you'd better behave!"

"Damn it, this is my body, you should be listening to me."

The Quintessons are not said to have five faces, but rather that five different souls reside in one body. They display masks with different expressions on their bodies. Each Quintesson's five souls are different, but what they have in common is that they are all evil and cruel.

A normally born Quintesson will have five different faces. Under normal circumstances, their thoughts are unified. However, if one of them conflicts with another soul, he will be mercilessly torn off his body. Without a body, the mask will die.

The Quintessons whose souls quarrel most fiercely will eventually become Quintessons with only one head, like Quintesson.

It's important to understand that this doesn't mean the Quintesson has become weaker. While the Quintesson does show signs of weakness when the number of masks decreases, it is at its most evil and powerful when only one head remains.

Only when the Quintessons have only one face left will their heads adjust to fit that face, and all the remaining energy inside will be supplied to the remaining face.

Because of this characteristic, it's not that the Quintessons haven't considered this option, but if one of the masks disagrees, it's easy for them to be taken down by the others. After all, it's better to get along with the other masks than to gamble on whether they will be the winner.

Given this level of difficulty, it's easy to imagine how cunning Quintasha must be.

As several Quintessons began arguing, Quintessa swayed her lithe waist as she ascended the platform and spoke.

"Quiet, my fellow countrymen, now is not the time for arguing. As we have discussed before, we need slaves, and the Walkers will not provide us with troops for free!"

"That's nonsense, but we have no trump cards up our sleeve!"

The five-faced monster that was still shouting was instantly killed by an energy beam. At this moment, Quintessa certainly didn't want anyone to disturb her.

"Fellow countrymen, please listen to me. I am not someone who does not accept opinions, but you need to hear what I have to say first!"

Quintasha's cruel nature was on full display at this moment. The reason she chose to appear as a woman was to deceive those who did not know her. For silicon-based life forms like them, a female appearance had no impact whatsoever, but it could bring them great benefits.

Quintasha saw the commotion gradually subside as her attack subsided, and even several of her compatriots, who also only had one face, were all looking at her.

Her twisted and perverse mind found immense satisfaction in the gazes of her many kin, and her hand involuntarily moved from her head to her lower body.

“Quintasha, please speak your mind. This is not the time for you to act out.”

Disturbed, Quintasha glared at her fellow beings with only one face, but she knew that acting rashly would only allow other beings with only one face to benefit.

She stopped stroking him and said with a serious expression, "The Cosmic Emperor is, after all, a primordial-level being. He was crippled entirely because of the weakness of the manipulator (the Cosmic Emperor's injuries were much more severe than those of the Primordial Celestial Venerable)."

"You want to use your tribesmen to drive?"

Unlike the more positive Primordial Celestial, the price of merging with the Cosmic Emperor was being slowly devoured by him as nourishment. This is why, even when both were attacked by black holes, the Primordial Celestial was able to repair himself, while the Cosmic Emperor simply lay lifeless.

Because the last Transformer they created had already been devoured by Unicron.

Quintasha nodded and said, "Of course, only we can unleash the power of Unicron, can't we?"

"But this is sending our people to their deaths."

Another 'One Face' strongly opposed Quintasha's idea, after all, no one knew which member of their race would be able to satisfy the appetite of the Cosmic Emperor, and at that time, the next member of their race might completely control this 'Progenitor'.

"Don't worry, I've calculated it. Even if the Cosmic Emperor wanted to devour his own people, it would take time. But as long as we provide some energy, we can slow down the process. As long as the people who went up can defeat the enemy as soon as possible, he will be able to come down."

Quintasha spread one hand to cover her smug face, tilted her head and looked down at her 'crippled' people with cold eyes, as if they were some kind of raw material.

At this moment, due to Quintessa's suggestion, the five-faced monsters below had started arguing, but under the pressure of the ten 'one-faced' monsters, they did not cause any trouble.

The ten people sitting above discussed among themselves for a while before saying, "We agree with you, Quintasha. As for the rest of you, choose some people! We will arrange the order."

As the voice faded, chaos erupted once again among the five-faced monsters. Only Quintessa, on the high platform, squinted at her ten compatriots above with an appreciative gaze.

The Quintesson's 'one face' certainly doesn't consist of more than ten people, but the top ten are the most powerful in the group. They monopolize power, status, and energy. Newcomers like Quintesson can only eat the scraps left behind, just like the ordinary Quintessons.

How could Quintasha, who had worked so hard to become 'one face', possibly accept this?

"Since you won't give it to me, then don't blame me!"

Quintasha grinned maliciously, her eyes fixed on the highest position, her mind filled with ambition, wishing she could kill him right now.

But her strong rationality kept her awake to the burning desire, and it was this burning that made her desire swell even more.