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The Confederate fleet's artillery fire rained down on Coruscant, tearing the Cheerleader landing ships apart in the explosions, their wreckage falling like meteors, bringing devastating destruction to life on the planet.

Each piece of wreckage is like the Grim Reaper's scythe, mercilessly reaping innocent lives.

Some of the energy beams deviated from their targets due to atmospheric interference, failing to hit the Cheerleader landing craft but instead destroying a large number of buildings on Coruscant.

These buildings collapsed under the shelling, and the dust and smoke that rose up enveloped the entire city, as if the end of the world had come.

However, Palpatine noticed a strange phenomenon—the Confederate fleet did not seem to intend to carry out indiscriminate orbital bombardment of Coruscant.

This relieved him slightly, since it meant he wouldn't need to prepare for the Republic of Wanderers' Parliament.

However, Palpatine's Force kept sending him warning signals, which put his nerves on edge once again.

He didn't know what the alarm meant—whether it signified a more serious threat or a problem with his Force.

Meanwhile, empowered by their own Force abilities, the Jedi Knights sped past like lightning, enduring the pressure of high G-forces, and were the first to charge towards the Confederate fleet.

Their speed was astonishing, like lightning.

Some warships in the Confederate fleet detected the approaching Jedi fighters and quickly pointed their defensive laser cannons at them, attempting to destroy them during the period when the fighters were least maneuverable.

However, the highly skilled Jedi Knights did not allow the enemy to succeed.

They only paid a little attention and easily dodged the attack.

However, as their altitude increased, the Confederate fleet's attacks became increasingly intense, like an impenetrable net that tightly surrounded the Jedi fighters.

As the Jedi fighters shot out of the atmosphere like arrows, the Vulture fighters, which had been waiting in formation, swooped down like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

Despite the Jedi Knights' exceptional skill, killing Vultures was as easy as slaughtering chickens for them, but unfortunately, there were simply too many Vultures—as numerous as hairs on a cow.

The first head-on collision between the two sides was surprisingly a Jedi fighter having to face at least fifty Vulture fighters at the same time!

Given such a disparity in numbers, some Jedi fighters, due to their lack of maneuverability, were precisely hit by the blast beams.

In an instant, alarms blared throughout the cabin under the control of the space robot. These unfortunate Jedi fighters were instantly destroyed into burning wreckage under the fierce attack of the Vulture fighters.

However, even in the face of such a devastating situation, a large number of Jedi fighters broke through the Vulture fighter group's blockade like an iron torrent and rushed towards the Revival-class Star Destroyer that was still carrying out its bombardment mission.

"They're coming." A member of the Trade Federation stared intently at the screen, watching the Jedi fighters weave nimbly through the dense barrage of fire, flying straight toward the hangar of the Revival-class Star Destroyer like birds returning to their nests. A hint of tension crept into his voice.

"Should we close the hangar?" The captain of the Fuxing-class Star Destroyer asked hastily upon seeing this, his brows furrowed, clearly caught off guard by the sudden turn of events.

“No need,” another Trade Federation member calmly replied. “Let the Jedi Knights come up.”

His tone was firm, as if he was confident about what might happen next.

In the spacious and busy hangar of the Revival-class Star Destroyer, in addition to a large number of B1 and B2 robots, there are also fearsome Destroyer robots and XV8 combat suits.

These powerful combat forces were neatly arranged in the hangar, like a silent and deadly army, quietly awaiting the arrival of the Jedi fighters.

To counter potential Jedi Knights boarding the ship, the Independent Systems Confederation meticulously deployed more than ten automated turrets in the hangar of the Revival-class Star Destroyer.

These gun emplacements were distributed in various key locations, forming a tight network of firepower.

Even the most powerful Jedi Knights would find it difficult to deal with attacks coming from all directions at the same time.

When the Jedi fighters land in the hangar, they will fall into an elaborate trap.

The empty hangars left behind after the fighter jets took off became the burial ground for the Jedi Knights.

The Independent Systems Confederation had absolute confidence in the capabilities of the XV8 combat suits, believing they could easily destroy immobilized Jedi fighters.

The limited space in the hangar restricts the fighter jet's maneuverability, making it unable to evade attacks from the XV8 combat suit.

In this situation, the Jedi fighter is like a tethered bird, losing its ability to fly freely, and can only become an easy target for the XV8 combat suit to shoot down.

The Jedi Knights who escape from the Jedi Fighters will face attacks from all directions, and only death awaits them.

The anti-aircraft firepower of the Fuxing-class Star Destroyer is formidable, with countless deadly laser beams intertwining in space to form an impenetrable fire network.

Many Jedi Knights were instantly torn to pieces by this fierce barrage, turning into dazzling space fireworks that shone their last light in the endless darkness.

Anakin maneuvered nimbly through the hail of bullets; his driving skills were top-notch.

However, his gaze remained fixed on a Confederate-class Star Destroyer.

The dark side of the Force emanating from that Star Destroyer felt strangely familiar to him, like a long-lost call.

"Master! I've found the Sith!" Anakin briefly informed Obi-Wan of this important discovery via communicator, then without hesitation steered his fighter straight toward the Revival-class Star Destroyer.

Upon hearing Anakin's message, Obi-Wan immediately changed course and followed his apprentice closely.

At the same time, several Jedi fighters reacted quickly, following Obi-Wan closely as they flew toward Anakin's location.

However, they were unaware that what awaited them on that Revival-class Star Destroyer was not only Anakin Skywalker, but also other unexpected enemies.

On the bridge of that Star Destroyer, Kirsar was idly fiddling with some strange things.

She pulled five demonic engines from the Soul Forge that looked like cans of Khorne; these brass giants exuded an evil aura that sent chills down one's spine.

These armors are not controlled by ordinary demons, but by vampires that Kirsaji casually captured.

In this spacious and empty hangar, six figures stood like ghosts.

Khorne gripped the Hellblade tightly in his hand, its blade gleaming with a dark light, like a messenger from the depths of hell.

These vampires, clad in jet-black armor and exuding a chilling aura, stood silently behind Skywalker, like silent guardians, awaiting the battle horn to sound.

An eerie silence filled the hangar, with only the desperate yearning for souls emanating from the demonic engine echoing in the air.

The voice was like the whisper of a demon, sending chills down one's spine. Even the senators of the Independent Galaxy Confederation hesitated to approach the cans of Khorne.

In the midst of this deathly silence, Skywalker slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was sharp and pierced through the darkness, landing on the Jedi fighter piloted by Anakin, who had just stormed into the hangar.

Anakin's figure was faintly visible in the cockpit, and his gaze fell upon Skywalker, who was waiting.