107: Chapter 107 Interstellar Massacre! Paralyzing the Alien Mothership!

A dark purple beam pierced through the pitch-black universe.

In the vacuum environment, all destruction took place in silence.

Over a hundred Star Core Race frigates were completely engulfed by the dark energy beam, which exceeded a hundred meters in diameter, before they could even ignite their evasion engines.

The high-strength alien alloy armor instantly decomposed into its most basic atomic state under the annihilation reaction of dark matter.

The beam swept across.

In a mere three seconds.

The area on the right flank of the star map became completely blank.

Over a hundred warships vanished into thin air, leaving not even a single piece of large metal debris behind.

Only some faint energy particles remained drifting in the cosmic space.

Inside the Star Core Race mothership's main control room.

There was a deathly silence.

All the navigators stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the holographic star map before them.

The right flank defense line had been wiped out in a single shot; such firepower, which transcended their understanding, shattered their psychological defenses.

The Silver-Armored Commander's legs went weak, and he stumbled back two steps, his back hitting the cold metal wall.

The purple-red crystal on his forehead flickered frantically, revealing the uncontrollable fear within him.

"What level of weapon is this… It didn't even leave any wreckage behind…"

The adjutant's voice was dry, and he was trembling all over.

The commander bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcing himself to sober up.

"Is the main cannon fully charged yet! Fire! Blast that black warship in the center to pieces!"

The commander roared at the top of his lungs.

"Charging complete! Star Core Fission Cannon, fire!"

The front armor of the giant mothership split open to the sides, revealing a massive crystal cannon barrel.

Blinding deep red light gathered at the muzzle, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply.

"Boom!"

A deep red high-energy fireball, two hundred meters in diameter, dragged a long trail of flames as it sped toward the flagship where Chu Feng was located.

This was the strongest firepower of the Star Core Race's 7th Fleet.

A single shot was enough to blast a crater hundreds of kilometers deep into a rocky planet.

black hole-class star destroyer, bridge command center.

On the holographic screen, the deep red fireball rapidly magnified in his view.

Chu Feng sat on his throne, not even lifting an eyelid.

"Shield impact resistance prep." The Hive's electronic voice was devoid of emotion.

The next second.

The deep red fireball slammed heavily into the dark energy deflector shield in front of the star destroyer.

Blinding light exploded in space.

The attack, capable of destroying a planet, hit the black shield, only stirring up ripples of fine waves.

The dark matter energy inside the shield operated rapidly.

It completely absorbed and assimilated the terrifying high temperature and destructive power contained within the fireball.

Inside the bridge, not even a trace of vibration was felt.

Chu Feng picked up the iced whiskey beside the armrest and took a large gulp, tilting his head back. The cold liquor flowed down his throat.

"With only this much capability, you dare to come all this way to seek death."

Chu Feng set down his glass, his gaze sweeping over the remaining two hundred-plus alien warships on the holographic star map.

"The remaining four star destroyers, fire main cannons. Clean up all these small fry."

"Leave only the mothership in the center."

The order was issued.

The four black hole-class star destroyers arrayed on both sides of the flagship simultaneously lit up with deep, dark purple light at their bows.

"No! Scatter! Emergency jump engine activation!"

The Star Core Race commander shouted in despair from the main control room.

It was too late.

Four hundred-meter-thick dark purple beams tore through the starry sky simultaneously, weaving into a giant web of destruction that directly enveloped the left flank and center of the Star Core Race fleet.

The beams swept across.

The warships' shields shattered like bubbles, and the hulls instantly annihilated.

Silent flowers of death bloomed in space.

The slaughter lasted less than ten seconds.

When the dark purple light dissipated.

This region of the Kuiper Belt had become completely quiet.

Hundreds of aggressive Star Core Race warships had been completely erased.

Only one giant mothership, comparable in size to a small moon, was left, hovering alone in the pitch-black vacuum of the universe.

Not even a single frigate remained around it.

Zero knelt beside the captain's throne, witnessing the entire crushing interstellar slaughter.

Her water-blue eyes were filled with deep shock and awe.

The 7th Fleet was one of the main components of the Star Core Race, yet it had been crushed like an insect by this Earth man in just a few minutes.

In the face of absolute power, the last shred of racial pride in her heart was completely shattered.

"Master."

Zero lowered her head, pressing her cheek against Chu Feng's military boot.

"The enemy mothership's weapon system has overloaded. They have lost the ability to counterattack."

Chu Feng leaned down, reaching out to pinch the back of Zero's snow-white neck.

"I want them alive. I want all the technology and resources inside." Chu Feng's voice was cold.

He stood up and strode toward the bridge hatch.

"Numbers One through Ten, follow me. Let's cut the power to this big ship."

Ten Seraphim immediately followed.

Inside the hangar.

Chu Feng did not board a ghost assault ship; instead, he directly activated the miniature life-support system hidden inside his black tactical trench coat.

A layer of transparent energy film completely wrapped around his body.

The hatch opened.

Chu Feng and the ten Seraphim flew directly out of the star destroyer, exposing themselves to the freezing vacuum of the cosmic environment.

The twelve wings behind the Seraphim blazed with light, and their propulsion speed soared instantly.

Eleven streaks of light crossed a distance of over a hundred thousand kilometers, heading straight for the Star Core Race's giant mothership.

Inside the mothership's main control room.

The radar alarm sounded again.

"Commander! Eleven high-energy biological entities are approaching the mothership! Extremely fast! They are not piloting warships; they are flying directly in space!"

The Silver-Armored Commander watched the approaching streaks of light on the screen, a flash of madness in his eyes.

"Traversing the universe with their physical bodies? This is definitely a Level 6 or higher individual biological weapon! How could Earth possibly possess such technology!"

"Since we can't escape, let's all die together! Initiate the mothership's self-destruct sequence! Detonate the Star Core reactor!"

The adjutant's face was pale, but he still input the highest-level destruction command into the console with trembling hands.

"Self-destruct sequence initiated. Countdown: thirty seconds."

The mechanical voice echoed inside the mothership.

However, just as the countdown ticked down to twenty seconds.

Ten blinding white lights suddenly flared on the thick alloy armor of the mothership's outer layer.

The ten Seraphim, holding high-frequency oscillation light blades, stabbed directly into the hull of the mothership's power compartment.

The light blades, like cutting through tofu, sliced a huge gap in the dozens-of-meters-thick armor.

The Seraphim charged into the power compartment.

Without any hesitation, ten light blades swung simultaneously.

"Swish!"

All energy transmission pipelines connected to the Star Core reactor were instantly severed.

The lights throughout the mothership flickered violently for a few moments, then went out completely.

The screens in the main control room all went black. The engines stopped running.

The countdown was forcibly stuck at the "fifteen seconds" mark.

Physical power cut. The simplest, most brutal, and most effective method.

The giant Star Core Race mothership became a metal coffin floating in space.

Chu Feng calmly walked into the interior of the mothership through the cut opening.

In the dim metal corridor, only emergency lights emitted a faint red glow.

At the end of the corridor, over a hundred Star Core Race guards in silver armor stood ready with energy guns, waiting in strict formation.

Seeing Chu Feng appear, the guards immediately pulled their triggers.

A dense barrage of blue energy projectiles rained down overwhelmingly.

Chu Feng didn't even dodge.

Seraphim Number One and Number Two instantly blocked the front.

Their pure white wings unfurled, forming an indestructible energy light shield.

All the energy projectiles hit the light shield and were deflected away.

Burning charred holes into the metal bulkheads.

"Clean them up."

Chu Feng continued to stride forward.

The remaining eight Seraphim transformed into eight streaks of white lightning, charging directly into the guards' formation.

Light blades swung.

Blood turned into red droplets in the weightless environment, drifting everywhere.

Severed limbs rolled in the air. The sturdy armor of the Star Core Race soldiers could not withstand a single strike from the Seraphim.

Chu Feng stepped over the corpses and blood covering the floor, arriving unimpeded at the door of the mothership's main control room.

A Seraphim kicked the heavy metal door flying with one blow.

Inside the main control room.

Dozens of navigators were terrified, huddled in the corner and shivering.

The three-meter-tall Silver-Armored Commander clutched a high-frequency war axe, his eyes bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Chu Feng, who had just walked in.

"Earthling!"

The commander let out a roar, raised the war axe, and slashed directly at him.

Chu Feng's expression was calm.

He suddenly raised his right leg, his military boot carrying terrifying power, striking first despite moving second, and kicked heavily into the commander's chest.

"Crack!"

The hard silver armor directly caved in, and the sound of shattering bones was clearly audible.

The three-meter-tall giant body flew backward like a cannonball, smashing heavily into the holographic star map control console behind him.

The console was smashed to pieces, sparking with electrical discharges.

The commander spat out a mouthful of purple blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He struggled to get up, only to find that his sternum had been completely shattered, leaving him with no strength at all.

Chu Feng walked up to him, looking down at the despairing alien commander from above.

"System, recycle all useless scrap and wreckage inside this mothership."

Chu Feng issued the command in his mind.

During the previous interstellar war, although hundreds of warships had been reduced to atoms by the annihilation cannon, the interior of the mothership still stored a large number of spare parts, scrapped machinery, and debris.

[Ding! Massive amounts of alien mechanical waste and damaged equipment detected!]

[System is analyzing and calculating Wealth Points conversion…]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining 12,000,000 Wealth Points!]

Twelve million credited to his account.

Added to his previous balance, the Wealth Points in his account were abundant once again.

Chu Feng glanced at the dozens of Star Core Race navigators huddled in the corner.

These people's brains were filled with knowledge of alien technology; they were all ready-made high-level technical workers.

"Put collars on them." Chu Feng turned his head and instructed the Seraphim behind him.

He had spent several million in the System Mall to purchase a batch of basic obedience collars.

Although the control effect was not as advanced as the one Zero wore.

It was more than enough to control these non-combatant technical personnel.

The Seraphim stepped forward and forcibly fastened the silver collars around the necks of these aliens.

Soon, all resistance in the main control room vanished.

Dozens of navigators knelt neatly on the ground, lowering their heads to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's gaze fell back onto the Silver-Armored Commander on the ground.

"The material of the armor you're wearing is not bad."

Chu Feng reached out and tapped on the commander's broken chest armor.

"Strip it off. Throw the person into space to feed the meteorites."