240: The "Expeditionary Legion" is formed, with its sights set on the Galactic Heart!

The Far Side of the Moon, the “Heavenly Court” Interstellar Spaceport.

This was once humanity's window to gaze into deep space, but now it has transformed into a boiling steel furnace.

The previously pitch-black and silent space was now illuminated like day by countless high-power spotlights. Innumerable engineering robots, like busy worker ants, climbed up and down the massive hulls, their welding torches spraying blue arcs that wove into a brilliant net of fire in the vacuum.

Looking around, the entire star field was filled with warships.

The most striking sight, naturally, was the Earth Fleet in the central array. Those “Jiuzhou-class” Galaxy Annihilators, jet-black with sharp lines, resembled ancient behemoths lurking in the abyss, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression. Their outer armor was forged from the latest “Keel” alloy, its surface flowing with a faint, ethereal light—a sign that the “Dimensional Defense” force field was operating in standby mode.

Flanking the Earth Fleet was the Winged Human Race Fleet, which possessed a completely different style.

Their warships were elegantly shaped, pure white, with soft lines like giant feathers. But after being magically modified and upgraded by the human heavenly craft system, these ships—once like works of art—now revealed ferocious fangs. The crystalline structures originally used for decoration were replaced with High-Energy Particle Cannons, and the elegant flanks carried Quantum Torpedo Launchers capable of tearing space.

Beauty and violence achieved perfect unity at this moment.

“This is simply a miracle.”

Standing before the large floor-to-ceiling window of the flagship expedition, Winged People Queen Alia watched the overwhelming torrent of steel outside, her voice trembling slightly.

She had personally witnessed the destruction of her own civilization and had seen the despair-inducing, infinite numbers of the cleaner. But now, looking at this Army of Vengeance built jointly by two civilizations, her long-dead heart began to beat wildly again.

“A miracle?”

Lu Chen stood beside her, hands clasped behind divine majesty back, divine majesty gaze fixed deeply on the fleet about to depart. There was no hint of pride on divine majesty face, only a near-ruthless calm.

“No, Alia. This is not a miracle. This is the power of industry, the will to survive.”

He turned to look at the beautiful Queen, divine majesty tone flat yet full of power: “God cannot save us. What can save us is only the sword in our hands.”

“Reporting, Commander Lu!”

Just then, the rough and passionate voice of “War Wolf” came through the communication channel, accompanied by the synchronized footsteps of countless soldiers in the background.

“The Earth Expeditionary Force has assembled! Ten thousand personnel expected, ten thousand present! All warship systems self-checked, energy fill rate one hundred percent! Ready to launch at any moment!”

“Report!” Immediately following was a clear and pleasant female voice carrying resolute killing intent—that of the Winged Human Race Fleet Commander, Alia's Personal Guard Captain.

“The ‘Holy Light’ Vengeance Corps has assembled! Three thousand warships, three hundred thousand clansmen are ready to sacrifice everything! Please give the order, divine majesty!”

Lu Chen nodded slightly. He straightened the crisp Supreme Commander uniform he was wearing and strode toward the command platform.

As he moved, billions of eyes from the entire fleet, and even the entire Earth Federation, focused on this eighteen-year-old youth via Quantum Live Broadcast Signals.

He was humanity's Navigator, the Savior of the Winged People, and the sole brain of this Invincible Corps named “expedition.”

“Fellow countrymen, comrades-in-arms.”

Lu Chen's voice was not loud, nor was it a strained roar, but processed through the heavenly craft's audio system, it struck every person's soul like distinct, powerful hammer blows.

“I know that many of you feel fear in your hearts right now.”

“That is normal.”

“The place we are going is the center of the Milky Way Galaxy, a Forbidden Zone of Life, the Black Hole Event Horizon from which not even light can escape. The enemy we face is a Cosmic Disaster that has devoured countless civilizations, a Terrifying Hunter perched at the top of the food chain.”

“By all logic, we should be hiding in our homes, trembling, and praying that they discover us later.”

At this point, a mocking curve suddenly appeared at the corner of Lu Chen's mouth, and divine majesty gaze instantly became sharp as a knife!

“But!”

“We are humans! We are the race that walked out of the jungle, killed beasts with stones, and drove away the darkness with fire!”

“In our bones, there are no words for ‘surrender’!”

“The enemy is strong, so what?”

“They have the numbers to devour stars, and we have the Technology to Traverse Dimensions! They have endless time, and we have the resolve to die!”

“We stand here today not to die, nor to become heroes.”

“We are here to tell this cruel universe, to tell the high and mighty the cleaners, and to tell all the hunters hidden in the darkness—”

Lu Chen suddenly waved divine majesty hand, pointing toward the deep, boundless depths of space!

“Earthlings are not to be trifled with!”

“Anyone who dares to touch our home, anyone who dares to treat us as food—we will shatter its teeth, break its bones, and turn it and its lair into cosmic dust!”

“Boom—!!!”

As Lu Chen's voice fell silent, the entire communication channel was instantly drowned out by roars like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami surging!

“Kill!!!”

“Long live Earth! Long live humanity!”

“Kill those bugs!”

That was the heartfelt roar of hundreds of thousands of warriors, the strongest sound burst forth by two civilizations in desperation!

In the face of this momentum, even cold space seemed to catch fire!

Lu Chen looked at the flushed faces on the screen, a hint of satisfaction flashing in divine majesty eyes.

The Morale is high.

“heavenly craft.” He spoke lightly.

[Present, Master.]

“Now, I officially announce.”

Lu Chen took a deep breath, divine majesty voice becoming solemn and sacred.

“The Earth Federation First Fleet and the Winged Human Race ‘Holy Light’ Fleet are officially merged!”

“Code name—‘expedition’!”

“I am the Corps Commander, Su Qingying is the Chief Science Officer, War Wolf is the Frontline Commander-in-Chief, and Alia is the Deputy Commander-in-Chief!”

“We have only one objective—”

“Straight to the Galactic Center! Decapitate the Star Devourer!”

“Yes!!!”

As the order was given, the massive fleet began to move slowly.

The ten pangu-class Dimensional Strike Vessels at the forefront of the formation were the first to light up with dazzling blue radiance. That was the Space Jump Engine preheating; the massive energy fluctuations even caused visible distortions and ripples in the surrounding space.

Behind them were tens of thousands of shenzhou-class Battleships and Winged Human Race warships, surrounding the silver-white flagship—the expedition—like stars circling the moon.

At this moment, whether they were humans on Earth, Remaining Personnel at the Lunar Base, or Pioneers far away on Mars, everyone held their breath.

They knew that this departure might be a permanent farewell.

But this fleet carried all their hopes.

“Qingying.”

On the command platform, Lu Chen turned divine majesty head to look at the woman beside him, whose stunning beauty was hard to conceal even in a military uniform.

Although there was a hint of nervousness in Su Qingying's eyes, there was more determination. She reached out and tightly grasped Lu Chen's hand, the warmth of their palms passing between them.

“Are you afraid?” Lu Chen asked softly.

“If you are here, I am not afraid.” Su Qingying smiled slightly, a smile so beautiful it was heartbreaking, like ice and snow beginning to melt.

“Good.”

Lu Chen squeezed her hand back, turned around, and looked straight ahead into the endless darkness, divine majesty gaze sharp as lightning.

“All forces, heed the order!”

“Coordinates locked: Sagittarius A*!”

“dimensional engine full power output!”

“We depart!”

“Buzz—!!!”

Accompanied by a tremor that seemed to come from the depths of the soul, the space in front of the entire “expedition” Corps suddenly shattered like a mirror!

A colossal Wormhole, radiating a faint blue light, appeared out of thin air in space!

It was like a giant eye leading to another world, deep, mysterious, and full of fatal temptation.

Without any hesitation.

Led by Lu Chen, this massive fleet, representing the Highest Military Power of human civilization, transformed into streaks of light and plunged resolutely into the giant Wormhole!

They vanished.

Only an empty starscape remained, along with countless tear-filled eyes gazing up from Earth.

The Wind Whistles Bleakly by the Yi River's Chill.

The Brave Hero Departs, Surely to Return!