A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 799

Chapter 799: Chapter 567: Confrontation_1 Chapter 799: Chapter 567: Confrontation_1 In the Star Alliance Star Region, ahead of Ward 1 Defense Line.

“It's about time.”

General Kislyov put down his cup, staring at the star map before him. According to the message from the Tribunal, today marked the day the Reaper fleet would reach the human star territory.

Putting his cup down and looking at the pale face of his adjutant beside him, Kislyov chuckled.

“Why, are you nervous?”

“Of course, sir, those are the Reapers…”

The adjutant swallowed and nodded emphatically. Until now, they hadn't encountered the Reapers, but the images of the Tuggy and other races being attacked by the Reapers had been broadcasted to thousands of homes in the Star Alliance. They had seen how those terrifying warships broke through the defense of the Divine Fort Species and easily destroyed an entire planet.

Thinking of the upcoming battle against such enemies, almost everyone felt the weight of pressure.

“Don't worry, haven't we already prepared for this? Besides, the Tribunal is here.”

As he spoke, Kislyov gazed at the fleet not far ahead. From a distance, the Churches rose here and there, giving the impression of a city of churches in the universe. It's undeniable that the strength of the Tribunal warships is formidable. Despite the Star Alliance's preparations to face the Reapers, the warships they could manufacture were only two thousand meters long, and they couldn't rival the Tribunal in terms of firepower. This was inevitable, after all, the larger the warship, the higher the technological demand, and the Star Alliance still didn't have the technology to compete with the Tribunal.

To be honest, it felt excessive no matter how many times he looked at it.

Looking at the dazzling warships in front of him, Kislyov couldn't help but force a bitter smile. There's no air resistance in space, so technically warships can be made any size, however, generally warships would be designed as small and streamlined as possible. This not only catered to potential crash-landing but also made it easier for long and narrow ships to navigate through asteroid clusters.

Of course, when it came to aesthetics, the splendid Gothic-styled cathedral architecture was surely magnificent.

And from a firepower perspective, they were stronger than their warships.

Indeed, it's comforting to have them as allies.

“Report!”

As Kislyov was lost in thought, a sudden urgent shout sounded.

“Unidentified fleet detected, advancing towards our position! Three thousand eight hundred in number!”

Upon hearing this, the air in the command room immediately grew tense while Kislyov furrowed his brows. It's a blessing that the Star Alliance had earlier destroyed the outer mass relays, making it impossible for the Reapers to use them for interstellar jumps. They had to cover long distances, which provided the benefit of tracking their position and direction. This was why the Star Alliance fleet was waiting here.

“All hands, prepare for battle!”

Kislyov's gaze was fixed on the screen as he issued his command. Immediately, countless shadows, like sea monsters crawling out from the depths, quietly appeared before them from the starlit universe — the luster of stars reflecting off their metallic shells, their cold, metallic glow flickering with a dark red brilliance.

Simply seeing these innumerable shadows was enough to send shivers down one's spine. It was as if they were in a submarine, watching countless sea monsters approach. Even the battle-hardened Kislyov felt his face grow stiff — he'd fought aliens before, but the creatures before him didn't even qualify as life forms. They were like mobile metal constructions, lifeless objects, dragging everything into death.

At the same time, a flash of fire.

The Tribunal warships ahead launched an attack without hesitation. Flames erupted from the sides of their ships, roaring forward and wrapping the Reaper battleships in their explosive fire. The next moment saw the octopus-like Reaper warships burst open under the Tribunal's brutal assault, turning into chunks of burning metal debris, tumbling into the cosmos.

However, this attack didn't shake the Reapers in the slightest. They continued to advance, unafraid of the Tribunal's firepower, like emotionless and senseless puppets — pushing forward.

But the Tribunal didn't care either.

Beams of light shot out, and with the blast of the Macro Cannon, the Reaper fleet was ruthlessly turned to debris. Though at the start of battle, the Tribunal's long-range warships easily destroyed many Reapers, the continuous hordes of Reapers flooding from behind was like a tidal wave, sweeping towards their foes.

Even so, the Tribunal warships showed no intent of retreat or evasion. They stood like a wall composed of warships, confronting the Reaper wave.

Next, both sides clashed head-on.

Seeing this, Kislyov shuddered, brought back to reality.

He wasn't here to watch a show!

Chapter end

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