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On the orbit of a crimson planet, the Abyss Lord, radiating an ominous light, hovered silently like a colossal beast.

Its enormous form stood out starkly in the dark space, like a demon from the abyss, dropping dozens of drop pods as if sowing seeds of death.

Around the Lord of the Abyss, various warships patrolled like guards, their weapon systems constantly on alert, as if waiting for something.

When these warships received communications from the ground, a dazzling beam of light suddenly descended from the sky, like a judgment fire from hell, instantly incinerating the enemy blocking the land.

On the throne on the bridge, Kirsage sat leisurely, her gaze fixed on the Milky Way projected before her.

In this enormous star map, the movements of the Galactic Republic's fleet and the positions of the Galactic Empire's fleet are clearly marked.

"It seems Grievous won't have an easy time." Kirsage's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

As she watched the large number of Republic warships gather together, she understood their intentions perfectly.

Kirsaj sent the current situation of the galaxy to Skywalker, then leaned back on his throne, seemingly not intending to take action himself.

At this moment, Skywalker was standing on the bridge of the Dominion-class Titan warship, overlooking the battle situation on the ground.

For this powerful fleet, the battle on the surface was merely a small training exercise.

Anakin was sent to the ground to command the army, while the Imperial warships on orbit would never open fire unless absolutely necessary.

Just then, a crew member strode forward and reported to Anakin, "General Skywalker, there is important information from His Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Skywalker waved to indicate that he understood, then turned and walked to the control panel to check the message sent by Kirsaj.

After reviewing the information, Skywalker quickly made a decision: "Order the fleet to prepare to change course and support Grievous."

Meanwhile, Anakin, who was commanding the army in combat on the surface, suddenly received a communication from a Dominator-class super Titan.

Skywalker solemnly ordered him in the communications to immediately gather the army and swiftly evacuate the planet.

Despite being somewhat puzzled by this sudden order, Anakin knew that military orders were absolute, and he carried out Skywalker's instructions without hesitation.

He quickly issued orders for the army to cease their attack, assemble in an orderly manner, and prepare to evacuate the planet.

Upon seeing the enemy begin to retreat, the defenders on the planet erupted in a deafening cheer.

This cheer was not only a celebration of victory, but also a sign of contempt for the Galactic Empire.

The high-ranking officials of some planets began to doubt the strength of the Galactic Empire. They couldn't help but wonder if this legendary, invincible empire was truly as unbeatable as people imagined.

As the fleet in orbit started their engines and slowly left the planet's orbit, the planet's native inhabitants cheered with ecstatic joy.

They celebrated this hard-won victory in their own way, proving to the world that even in the face of the mighty Galactic Empire, they were capable of defending their homeland.

However, just as they were still basking in their brief joy, a Revival-class Star Destroyer cast a small point of light, like a shooting star in the night sky.

But this point of light was no ordinary object; it was a powerful atmospheric incineration torpedo!

In an instant, a dazzling light illuminated the entire planet, as if the sun had exploded in an instant.

The light was so intense that it drowned out all the cheers.

As the light faded, the planet was unrecognizable. The once prosperous cities and vibrant lands were burned to ruins, and the sound of cheers could no longer be heard.

Meanwhile, on the surface of Pava, Griffith was wielding his lightsaber, engaging in a fierce battle with a group of clones who were putting up a desperate fight.

Under his fierce attack, the clone soldiers fell one after another, until only one clone commander was left to hold on.

Without hesitation, Griffith plunged his lightsaber into the body of the last clone commander, then abruptly raised his head to look at the fading planetary shield.

Through the gaps in the shield, he saw several Revival-class Star Destroyers slowly entering the atmosphere of Pava, clearly preparing for a final extermination of the planet's native inhabitants.

Just then, the Galactic Republic's fleet finally assembled.

Under Palpatine's command, the massive fleet, like a silver arrow, traversed the universe at faster-than-light speed, heading straight for Pava.

Meanwhile, the Galactic Empire fleet, still orbiting Pava, quickly detected the approaching enemy on radar.

They immediately warned Grievous that a large enemy army was approaching.

Grievous originally intended to immediately launch the Resurrection-class Star Destroyers on the ground to engage the enemy, but when he learned that the enemy fleet actually included nearly a thousand cruisers, his expression instantly turned serious.

He realized that this battle was probably far more difficult than he had imagined.

"All warships, enter the atmosphere of Pava immediately!" Griffiths gave the order without hesitation, his voice echoing throughout the fleet via the communication channel.

Under his command, the warships still in orbit quickly adjusted their attitude, preparing to plunge into the atmosphere of Pava.

This was a life-or-death battle; the tide of battle between them and the Republic Navy had turned. Faced with the enemy's overwhelming numerical superiority, Greaves knew he had to act decisively, or the consequences would be dire.

"Activate the planetary shield. We'll have to wait for reinforcements," Griffith continued, knowing that their current forces were insufficient to withstand the Republic Navy's fierce attack.

This is the first time since the founding of the Galactic Empire that it has suffered such a huge loss. Faced with the powerful firepower of the Republic Navy, several axial gun frigates have been blown to pieces, and the wreckage is scattered in space.

A Revival-class C-type Star Destroyer was attacked by concentrated fire from three Hope-class cruisers and five Empire-class Type II cruisers before it could even maneuver after launching its aircraft.

The shields of this carrier-specific Revival-class C-type Star Destroyer quickly issued warnings, with the energy of multiple shield generators rapidly depleting.

Under the relentless attack of the Republic Navy, the ship was repeatedly hit by artillery fire.

The fragile armor melted into molten iron under the high temperature, and a large number of fragments were thrown into space along with many crew members.

Without the protection of its shields, the engines of the Revival-class C Star Destroyer also shut down due to insufficient power.

The massive warship suddenly lost its maneuverability and could only drift helplessly in space, becoming a sitting duck for the Republic's navy.

Under the watchful eyes of the Republic Navy commander, who was red-eyed with rage, the Fuxing-class C-type Star Destroyer was pierced by artillery fire, and the entire warship split open on its sloping side, beyond repair.