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"The Spear of Adun's shield is about to run out of energy. We need to retreat to restore the shield," Lohana's voice rang out in the fleet command channel, tinged with urgency.

“The Sands of Time will take the place of the Spear of Adun. You may retreat now.” Tarasin’s response was swift and decisive.

"Received, Spear of Adun is retreating." After receiving Tarasin's reply, Lohana did not hesitate to order Spear of Adun to withdraw from the front line.

However, just as the Spear of Adun retreated, the Golden Fleet encountered an unprecedented predicament in its attack on the Burning Heaven Divine Soldiers.

Despite unleashing their full firepower on this massive super battleship, they found they couldn't even budge its shields.

Faced with such a formidable defense, the commanders of the Golden Fleet quickly made a decision to switch their focus to attacking other warships.

In an instant, the battlefield was ablaze with the sounds of gunfire, and the interplay of gold and red light illuminated the dark universe.

However, some of the Golden Fleet warships, under Amon's orders, charged directly at the Heavenly Divine Weapon, hoping to force away this terrifyingly large super warship in their path through such a reckless act.

However, at the moment their warships collided with the Heavenly Blazing Weapon, they were astonished to find that the massive warship had suffered almost no damage.

Moreover, the parts damaged by the impact healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a few breaths, the Burning Heaven Divine Weapon returned to its intact state.

This scene left everyone who witnessed it speechless, and the fierce battle was brought to a brief halt.

Amon, who was in command of the fleet, immediately realized that this suicide attack was pointless. He decisively called a halt to the operation and ordered the Golden Fleet to focus all its efforts on attacking the Allied Fleet, no longer paying attention to the Burning Heaven Divine Soldiers.

Upon witnessing the previous scene, the allied fleet immediately became more vigilant about Eamon's suicide attack.

After all, no one wants their fleet to become cannon fodder for the enemy.

However, the group members who were directing the Flying Church didn't seem to care at all; in fact, they were probably hoping the other side would come and play a "bumper car" game.

In this vast starry sky, besides the fierce gun battles between ships, there are also life-and-death struggles between carrier-based aircraft.

When both sides possess warships capable of rapidly manufacturing drones, these densely packed drones become a major component of the meat grinder.

This black cloud, composed of shipborne drones, resembles a dark cloud that blots out the sky, inspiring awe and fear.

Even the Stormhawk squadron, renowned for its defensive capabilities, would be instantly engulfed and vanish without a trace once it entered this dark cloud.

Even in the vast expanse of space, those who witnessed this scene would have no doubt that firing a shot at that dark cloud would surely yield some results.

Meanwhile, the allied fleets, engaged in fierce battle over the Burning Heaven Divine Weapon, were gradually eroding the numerical advantage of the Golden Fleet.

Clearly, no matter what strategy Eamon adopts, he cannot win this space war.

On many occasions, the Allied fleet appeared to have given up the route to Aiur, which led Amon to mistakenly believe that there was a problem with the deployment of the Allied fleet.

Without hesitation, Amon ordered the nearest warships to rush toward Aiur, attempting to seize this rare opportunity.

However, just as these warships entered the channel, they were suddenly attacked by the Protoss fleet's stormships.

These storm ships, like a raging storm, instantly turned Amon's warships into blazing torches.

Moreover, the Imperial warships surrounding the shipping lanes also opened fire simultaneously, forming a dense network of fire that trapped Amon's warships within it, leaving them nowhere to escape.

Faced with such a sudden blow, Eamon realized that he had fallen into the trap set by the coalition forces.

But by then, he was powerless to reverse the situation and could only watch helplessly as his warships were destroyed.

After learning that there was a super-model unit called Kilzag on the ground, Amon completely gave up the struggle.

He knew that even if he plotted in the void for tens of thousands of years, he might not be able to defeat Kirsaji.

After all, Amon is a Xel'Naga, and the Allied Forces could only banish him back to the Void, unable to truly cause substantial damage to his physical form.

Moreover, if the Allied Forces do manage to catch up with the Void, Amon does not believe he will lose on his home turf.

Therefore, Eamon decided to begin preparing for the next ten thousand years, waiting for the opportunity to come again.

Just as Amon was contemplating his future plans, an unexpected "fleet" suddenly appeared near El.

These warships looked vastly different from ordinary warships; their surfaces were covered with a thick layer of flesh and blood, as if they had been corrupted by some evil force.

These warships, tainted by blood and flesh, warped in a bizarre manner to the vicinity of Aiur, entering the detection range of both fleets.

"The Queen commands, kill the Protoss... but the Protoss seem to be killing each other?" On a bizarre warship infected by the Protoss mothership, a giant Neydra, the Zerg Queen, watched the Protoss fleet fighting each other with bewilderment.

This warship was originally the Protoss mothership, but it has now been taken over by the Zerg swarm and become their nest.

As the Queen of Insects, Niyadra possesses great power and wisdom, but she is still very confused by the scene before her.

Just then, a human woman with Zerg-like limbs walked near Niyadera.

Her body has been assimilated by the alien insects, possessing some of their characteristics, but she still retains a human face and mindset.

“The Golden Fleet is our enemy, Niyadera.” The human woman calmly observed the Protoss fleet’s battle and quickly assessed the situation.

“Don’t point fingers at me, human!” Niyadera waved her tiny “hands” as if to express her anger. “You’re only alive because you’re valuable to the Swarm.”

The human woman was not intimidated by Niyadra's threat. She continued, "But you can't even control a ship. My people have to operate it."

“The swarm doesn’t need ships without a nervous system! Those are just gifts I gave you!” Niyadra retorted, a hint of disdain in her voice.

The human woman did not argue with Niyadra. She turned to leave, saying, "Suit yourself. I'm going to do my research."

However, Niyadra suddenly called out to her: "Wait! Human! Niyadra did not allow you to leave!"

“You should hatch more queens to provide you with advice.” The woman showed no mercy to Niyadera. “Also, call me Hansen.”

However, Hansen's words were like a fire, igniting some of Niyadra's deep-seated discontent and complaints.

The massive insect queen suddenly seemed to be enraged, becoming unusually agitated.

“When I was still a larva, what I had to do couldn’t be simpler!” Niyadera’s voice betrayed a hint of annoyance. “But now? Not only do I have to keep killing those damned Protoss here, but I also have to build hive after hive elsewhere!”

"Let me tell you, I won't be so harsh on the larvae in the future..."

"..."

"alright."