173: Chapter 173 Special Summon - Skyblade-class Holy Frigate

[Special Summon - heavenly blade class holy frigate]

When that system prompt surfaced in Li Yuan's consciousness, he even thought he had seen it wrong.

Consumes one thousand energy points per second?

One thousand points?

The corners of Li Yuan's mouth twitched.

His current energy reserves were indeed vast—after this fierce battle lasting several hours, the bei ming core had been frantically absorbing all kinds of energy dissipating from the battlefield. Combined with his previous accumulation, his total energy had long since surpassed the one billion mark.

One thousand points per second could, in theory, last a long time.

But the problem was—

The opposition consisted of a full thirty-two Leviathan-class motherships!

What kind of concept was that?

The Leviathan-class, the primary biological warships of the Zerg, often reached lengths of over ten thousand kilometers, equivalent to the "battlecruiser" class in human ship classification. The main cannon of every single Leviathan possessed enough power to scorch the surface of a terrestrial planet into glass. Thirty-two ships firing simultaneously was enough to blast Planet G-77-3 directly into fragments!

And what he could summon now was merely a "frigate."

A frigate.

In human ship classifications, a frigate is the smallest, weakest, and least valuable ship type. Usually used for patrols, escorts, anti-submarine, and other auxiliary tasks, they couldn't even beat a destroyer on a frontal battlefield, let alone a battlecruiser.

One frigate against thirty-two battlecruisers?

Isn't this fucking suicide?!

Not to mention this frigate was such an energy hog—one thousand points per second was more expensive than all of the Lord of Light's other Tier 4 skills combined.

Li Yuan really wanted to complain.

But right now, there was no time for him to complain.

In the sky, those thirty-two eerie green points of light grew brighter and more blinding. It was the sign that the Leviathans' main cannons were nearly finished charging. In three seconds at most, devastating energy beams would descend from the heavens, erasing this planet along with all of them from the universe.

Inside the base, everyone looked up, watching the approaching death.

Some closed their eyes.

Some gripped their comrades' hands tightly.

Some softly recited prayers.

No one ran.

Because there was nowhere to run.

Li Yuan took a deep breath.

Whatever.

Might as well treat a dead horse like a live one.

In this situation, stall for as many seconds as possible.

"Summon—"

He murmured in his heart, his consciousness tentacles abruptly reaching into the depths of the system to activate the newly unlocked skill icon.

“—heavenly blade class holy frigate!”

The moment the words fell, Li Yuan felt the energy within his body pour out frantically like a floodgate being opened.

It wasn't a metaphor.

One thousand points per second.

It was truly being deducted every single second.

And then—

The heavens and earth changed color.

A single Tier 1 Song of Battle that could blast away half of a Roach's divine body cost only 1 energy point; now, 1000 energy points were being paid from Li Yuan's body every second.

A brilliant golden pillar of light uncontrollably overflowed from Li Yuan's body, soaring into the sky and vanishing into the void!

That pillar of light was as thick as a pillar supporting the heavens, with a diameter of several kilometers, piercing straight toward the firmament. It was not at all inferior to strategic weapons like Requiem, Genesis, or the Mega Particle Cannon.

Within the light pillar, countless golden runes flowed, circled, and combined, forming intricate patterns of extreme complexity.

Li Yuan couldn't understand a single one of those runes. But with just one glance, he could feel the vastness and holiness contained within—it was power belonging to a higher dimension, the manifestation of laws that mortals could not comprehend.

The pillar of light tore through the clouds, tore through the atmosphere, and extended all the way into the void of space.

Then, at the end of that pillar of light—

Something was descending.

It was a ship.

A sword-shaped ship.

Its entire body appeared to be pure gold, with a slender and straight hull like a divine sword pointing toward the sky. The bow was sharp, the stern was wide, and energy wings like feathers extended from both sides, each wing flowing with a faint holy light.

Its length—

Li Yuan's pupils shrank abruptly.

Two hundred kilometers!

A full two hundred kilometers long!

This size was indeed a bit smaller than a xihe-class battlecruiser—the standard length of a xihe-class was around three hundred kilometers. But this was absolutely not at the level of any "frigate"!

In human ship classifications, a warship two hundred kilometers long could already be classified as a "heavy cruiser" or even a "rapid-response specialized light battlecruiser"!

This is a fucking frigate?!

Then just how big would a Sacred Battleship be?!

Before Li Yuan had time to marvel, the sword-shaped warship had already completed its descent.

It floated quietly within the atmosphere of Planet G-77-3, enduring the gravitational tearing of the Roche limit, yet it simply hovered there faintly, as immovable as a mountain.

Reflecting the starlight of the universe, the golden hull radiated a soft yet majestic light. That light penetrated the atmosphere and spilled onto the base below, dyeing the entire base a faint gold.

At this moment, everyone involuntarily looked up, staring at the mysterious warship that had suddenly appeared.

"What... is that?"

Someone murmured.

No one could answer.

Because no one had ever seen a warship with this design.

Sword-shaped.

Entirely golden.

Radiating a holy light.

It was a typical Angelic style, but the Angelic Civilization clearly did not possess technology of this level.

This did not belong to any known civilization.

And in the moment everyone was dazed—

Those thirty-two eerie green points of light flashed simultaneously.

Charging complete.

Fire.

Thirty-two thick, eerie green energy beams, like pillars supporting the sky, shot straight down from the firmament! Their target was the surface of Planet G-77-3—no, not the surface, but the core of the entire planet!

The Zerg's objective was clear:

Since they couldn't break the base, they would simply blast the planet to pieces!

No matter how sturdy the base was, it was just a shell attached to the planet's surface. Once the planet itself was destroyed, the base would become fragments floating in space, and the people inside would surely die.

This was a checkmate.

Nowhere to hide.

Nowhere to run.

However—

Just as those thirty-two eerie green beams were about to hit the planet's atmosphere, the golden sword-shaped warship moved.

Its speed was incredibly fast.

One moment it was floating quietly outside the atmosphere, and the next, it had appeared on the orbit between the planet and the Leviathans.

Its hull happened to block the trajectory of all the beams.

And then—

It fired.

From the bow of the sword-shaped warship, a milky-white beam of light shot out.

The beam was not thick, with a diameter of only a few hundred meters. Compared to the Leviathan's main cannon beams, which were as thick as mountain ranges, it wasn't just a little bit thinner.

But that mere few-hundred-meter milky-white beam suddenly split into 32 thinner beams.

They accurately met each of the thirty-two eerie green beams head-on.