Cataclysm: Undead Dragons and Zero Empire

Lin Ziming's gaze slowly swept over the combined fleet. It seemed that their technological level far surpassed that of the combined fleet they had encountered last time, and they carried an air of decisive power.

The most obvious difference is the size of the ships, which appear much larger and heavier. He even saw armor made using neutron technology, demonstrating their advanced materials science.

He saw familiar markings in this combined fleet; some of the ships' shapes and paint schemes were exactly the same as those of the Poros Global Foundation's warships.

Not long ago, Lin Zimo had asked this foundation for a star map, and the foundation had also sent him an invitation to visit the City of a Thousand Stars. Now, this civilization that had shown him goodwill has resolutely stood on the opposite side.

In this vast universe, there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests. The actions of the Boros Global Foundation prove that they believe the interests of eliminating him are more valuable than those of befriending him.

They believed they possessed the power to confront Lin Ziming, and that killing him completely was a logical step for them.

These galactic overlords usually check and balance each other, and often clash over their interests. But now they can temporarily put aside their grudges and unite. It seems that Lin Zimo needs to find the mastermind behind this, a higher civilization that can control these galactic overlords without his personal involvement.

Without any communication or warning, when the combined fleet advanced to a suitable distance, the main warships of the river system's dominant civilization launched the first attack. Neutron missiles, as energy projectiles, were composed of dense neutrons, resembling miniature neutron stars crashing towards Lin Ziming.

What is truly spectacular are the countless dazzling beams of energy that illuminate the galaxy like a waterfall of light cascading across the stars.

With energy weapons upgraded to this level, the electromagnetic radiation frequency has almost reached the pinnacle of utilization in the laser field, making its destructive power unparalleled and capable of easily dismantling thick ship armor.

The combined fleet's attack was extremely fierce. With its numerical advantage, it left Lin Ziming no room to dodge. It seemed determined to establish its authority in an instant, believing that even a "Leviathan"-level being could not escape unscathed under such a dense attack.

Faced with this devastating attack network, even as the phase-disintegrating rays fired at him were already upon him, Lin Ziming made no attempt to dodge, as if these attacks had nothing to do with him, and silently deployed his psionic shield.

These weapons were extremely effective against armor, but when they landed on Lin Ziming's shield, they only created tiny ripples, like a light drizzle falling on a lake.

Whether it's the highly penetrating gamma laser, the powerful neutron missile, or the vast ion stream, none of them can be intercepted by the psionic shield and are completely lost, let alone cause any harm to Lin Ziming.

The sight before them filled the overlords, who were used to crushing inferior civilizations, with utter despair. They knew that weapons of this level alone could not inflict significant damage on the "Leviathan," but the high-density attacks, which were the result of countless ships stacked together and which had been given high hopes, could not even break through the opponent's shields. This was the greatest humiliation of their civilization's technology.

However, Lin Ziming could still sense something valuable about these fleets. There were sentient beings on those ships, perhaps they had widely adopted synthetic intelligence, giving the ships semi-autonomous consciousness and enhancing their battlefield responsiveness through the survival instincts of living beings.

Lin Ziming hovered within the psionic shield, watching the futile attack unfold. However, he no longer wanted to use psionic energy to directly destroy them. This combined fleet was enormous, and sweeping through it with psionic energy would be as exhausting as cleaning a room that had been covered in dust for a long time.

He had a new idea. He shifted his gaze from the combined fleet to a star in the Trisolaran system. The star was in its long middle age, with moderate mass and stable energy. Its surface was covered with sunspots and flares, radiating a warm and powerful light.

As the psionic energy surged, Lin Zimo unleashed a wisp of "Death of Zero," which, along with the torrent of psionic energy, crashed into the star, reaching the core where fusion was taking place.

Matter is formed by the fusion of light elements into heavy elements. This process continuously releases enormous amounts of energy, maintaining the stability of the star's structure and supporting its massive size.

However, the moment Lin Ziming's torrent of psionic energy reached the core of the star, "Death of Zero" burned through the veil there. The psionic energy enveloped the matter in the core of the star, stripping it out as if gouging out the heart of the star, and ejected this matter into the subspace.

The subspace is filled with underdeveloped cosmic matter and chaotic turbulence. When matter from the core of a star, containing immense energy, enters it, it triggers a brief subspace storm.

In the real universe, a star that has lost its core can no longer maintain its nuclear fusion reaction. Its long-term stability is completely broken, its mass drops drastically, and its own gravity can no longer support its body.

The star's surface began to shrink dramatically. This is not a normal aging process for a star. Under normal circumstances, a star will gradually enter old age after its core fuel is gradually consumed and the proportion of heavy elements continues to increase.

Stars undergo several helium flashes, expanding into a red giant, and then, depending on their mass, eventually evolve into different compact objects, such as white dwarfs, neutron stars, and even black holes.

Now, this star, which is in its middle age, is rapidly entering old age. It seems that time is passing in the blink of an eye. Due to the significant decrease in mass, it will not enjoy a normal old age, but will instead undergo a violent explosion, releasing all its remaining matter and energy, and completely transforming into an ever-expanding nebula.

A dazzling light erupted from the interior of the star, as if the genesis of the star system were being played in reverse at this moment, instantly overshadowing the laser rain launched by the ships. This natural power far exceeded the destructiveness of those weapons, enough to remind the proud civilization of its initial awe of nature.

Ships belonging to the joint fleet, no matter how far away from the star, were affected by the shockwave. Those ships that were closer to the star were instantly engulfed, almost as if they were crashing directly into the star.

Those ships that were farther away from the star eruption, although not instantly vaporized, were still eroded by the force, losing their shape, their armor torn apart, their shields shattered, and their internal weapons, equipment, and crew destroyed, turning into a molten state, merging and returning to chaos.

No matter how advanced their technology or how robust their defenses, even armor composed of neutrons was so vulnerable to the energy of a star explosion that no ship could survive.

Lin Ziming was unharmed. His psionic shield appeared like a large bubble floating in a river amidst the matter ejected from the star, its surface shimmering with rainbow-like light.

He hovered in a dazzling light, watching the ever-expanding star and witnessing this magnificent spectacle of destruction. All the fleets were reduced to ashes, utterly annihilated, and the star system finally became quiet.

However, the destruction of the star was far from over. The gravitational game of the Three-Body system was broken. Without the pull of this star, it was like a rope suddenly breaking during a three-way tug-of-war. In addition, due to the impact of the star's explosion, the trajectories of the other two stars changed abruptly.

They began to be flung into the distant stars, pulling at each other and constantly devouring matter from the nebula at the site of the star's corpse, forming two cosmic vortexes that turned the entire galaxy into a blazing furnace.

This galaxy has been completely transformed into a hellish place where no life can survive.

The dragon's shadow gradually faded into the darkness, leaving only the starry sky to tell the story of a cataclysmic disaster that ravaged the heavens and destroyed the earth.