130: The sky collapsed and the city was in flames

In Woma World, while Su Jin and the others were still marveling at the power of a Legend...

The vast and boundless Tianyu Realm, which had enjoyed centuries of fragile peace, was suddenly torn apart...

"Alert! Super high-energy reactions detected on the outskirts of Sector S-07! Suspected Dark Star Empire main fleet, numbers... immeasurable."

"G-33 Void Defense Line has lost contact! Last communication indicated the Three-Eyed Race launched a large-scale psionic sneak attack!"

"Requesting support! K System's third planet, 'New Chicago,' is under orbital bombardment! Repeat, New Chicago is in grave danger!"

Across the Tianyu Realm, tens of thousands of 'worlds' under the Blue Star Alliance's jurisdiction, and over a thousand crucial strategic nodes, were engulfed in war almost simultaneously.

The Dark Star Empire and the Three-Eyed Race, these two old adversaries, now acted like perfectly coordinated hunters, baring their ferocious fangs at the same time.

In one 'world,' countless fleets crisscrossed the cold universe.

The main cannons of massive battleships spewed beams of destruction, tearing through enemy ship armor, causing spectacular yet deadly explosions.

Torrents of mechs surged back and forth across the starry sky and planetary surfaces, energy blades and physical swords clashing, producing dazzling sparks.

On 'Anvil Star,' a mining colony on the frontier, the atmosphere was ripped open by countless landing pods.

The vanguard of the Dark Star Empire were not living beings, but 'Bone Abominations' pieced together from countless withered bones and rotting flesh, roaring, fearless of death, existing only to spread decay.

On the planetary defense army's position, a young Blue Star Alliance soldier gritted his teeth, slammed the last energy magazine into his rifle, and roared into the communicator: "For the Alliance! Open fire!"

The next second, he was overwhelmed by the swarming undead.

Meanwhile, in another chaotic starfield known as the 'Psionic Forbidden Zone,' the Three-Eyed Race's fleet moved like ghosts.

They used their racial talent to unleash an invisible psionic tide.

At a Blue Star Alliance spaceport, its internal defense system suddenly went haywire, energy shields spontaneously collapsed, and automated turrets turned their direction, wildly unleashing firepower on their own forces.

The spaceport Commander's veins bulged on his forehead; his mental shield was tottering under an invisible impact.

In his vision, a phantom of a Three-Eyed Race Mind Hacker was smiling eerily at him.

"Hold the line! Psionics above Level 9, construct a combined barrier!"

A white-haired Psionic Master sat cross-legged on the flagship's bridge, radiating a soft blue light, attempting to resist the pervasive mental erosion.

Behind him, hundreds of young psionics were pale, blood trickling from their lips, yet still struggling to hold on.

The flames of war, from the battlefields of mortals, spread all the way to the realm of myths.

"Boom—!"

A dead star was split in two by a sudden burst of light.

That was the clash of two top-tier Legend-rank powerhouses.

One was Xiang Yu, the 'Sky-Pillar God of War' of the Blue Star Alliance, wielding a halberd, clad in profound iron armor, each swing drawing upon the power of the stars;

His opponent was the infamous 'Lord of Decay' of the Dark Star Empire, surrounded by billions of wailing vengeful spirits, everything withered and died in the wake of his death energy.

"Xiang Yu, you brute, today is your death day!"

The Lord of Decay let out a piercing shriek, his withered claw extended, and endless negative energy converged into a Ghost Hand that blotted out the sky, grabbing at Xiang Yu.

"Hmph, a rat hiding his head and tail, dares to speak of bravery?"

Xiang Yu snorted coldly, his halberd sweeping, golden lightning erupting and tearing the Ghost Hand apart.

In a more distant void battlefield, powers beyond Legend collided.

Several indistinct and mighty figures faced off across endless space.

They were the Guardians of the Blue Star Alliance, the 'Ancient Gods' of the Dark Star Empire, and the 'Supreme Prophets' of the Three-Eyed Race.

Every clash of wills could dim the light of several 'worlds' and ripple through space-time.

This was a demigod-level battlefield, where words became law, and a thought could alter the fundamental rules of a world.

A nascent star was suddenly seized by an invisible hand, transforming into a pure torrent of energy, blasting towards the enemy formation.

On the other side, countless mental tendrils spread, attempting to pollute the life-will of an entire starfield.

"You dare to betray the Tianyu Covenant!"

A Blue Star Alliance Guardian let out an enraged roar, his voice shaking the universe.

Responding to him was the cold, emotionless voice of the Three-Eyed Race's Supreme Prophet: "Covenant? That is a restraint for the weak. The truth of the Realm Sea is always held only by the strong."

The cruelty and bloodshed of war were displayed on an unprecedented scale before all beings in the Tianyu Realm.

The illusion of peace was completely shattered, revealing the surging desires and hatred beneath.

Countless lives wailed, countless worlds burned.

...

Blue Star Alliance, Supreme War Command Center.

This was not a fixed planet, but a gigantic mobile fortress constantly leaping through the realm's rifts—the 'Tian Shu'.

At the core of the fortress, on a massive three-dimensional star map, light points representing friend and foe flickered, annihilated, and regenerated rapidly.

Millions of Alliance staff members looked grim, their fingers flying across light screens, processing vast amounts of information from various war zones.

"Report! Section C of the 'Galactic Arm' defense line has been breached, the Dark Star Empire has deployed at least three full-strength Annihilation Legions!"

"'Orion Arm' has encountered the Three-Eyed Race's main fleet, the enemy is suspected of using forbidden psionic weapons, one of our patrol sub-fleets was completely wiped out!"

"'Morning Star Continent' is requesting aid; their world defense system is experiencing unknown interference, requesting technical support!"

Information poured in like an avalanche, each piece shocking.

In the center of the command hall, an elderly man with five golden stars on his shoulder and a resolute face quietly observed the chaotic star map.

He was the Supreme Commander of the Blue Star Alliance military, a Legend who had achieved godhood through a hundred battles—Marshal Long.

The communication channels behind him were currently connected to countless war zone Commanders, the sounds of arguments, roars, and explosions rising and falling.

"Silence."

Marshal Long spoke slowly, with an air of authority that quieted all the noise.

He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over the starfields turned crimson by the fires of war, his eyes devoid of any ripple, only an iron will.

"Initiate the 'Beacon Fire Spreading' plan."

"Issue my order—"

His voice, transmitted through a special quantum communication network, traversed endless space.

It instantly reached every Blue Star Alliance military unit, every colonial world, and even special operations teams lurking in alternate dimensions and shattered planes throughout the Tianyu Realm.

"To all soldiers of the Alliance, to all citizens of Blue Star."

"The Dark Star Empire and the Three-Eyed Race, with their wolfish ambitions, have brazenly torn up the peace treaty and launched a full-scale invasion of our Blue Star Alliance."

"Centuries of peace, destroyed in an instant; countless compatriots are fighting valiantly."

"There is no retreat for our living space. Our racial honor shall not be defiled."

"Effective immediately, the Blue Star Alliance enters a state of total war."

"All reserve units are to be immediately activated; all strategic resources are to be uniformly allocated; all citizens have the responsibility to defend their homeland and resist the war!"

"Lords and professionals of all star sectors, fleets, and worlds, must hold your posts, or, according to military command, gather at designated strategic cores, integrate forces, and counterattack the invaders!"

"This war is not about right or wrong, only about survival!"

"In the name of Blue Star, by the blood of our martyrs, we shall sweep away all invading enemies; we will not cease fighting until our blood runs dry!"

"Gentlemen, draw your swords!"

The order was brief, yet every word was resonant, like morning and evening bells, striking the hearts of every Blue Star person.

For a time, from prosperous core worlds to barren frontier star systems, from massive interstellar fortresses to small mercenary spaceships...

Countless members of the Blue Star Alliance ignited the same flame in their eyes.

That flame was called—Unyielding.

"Marshal Long, the first batch of strategic counterattack sequences is ready."

A young adjutant stepped forward to report, his voice slightly trembling with excitement.

Marshal Long nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the burning star map, as if he had already seen the dawn of the future.

"Let them... begin their revelry."

The war in the Tianyu Realm had just begun...

And Su Jin and the others, far away in Woma World, were still unaware of the magnificent yet cruel symphony of fate that awaited them.