252: The battlefield of the Milky Way, the first appearance of the Earth fleet!

As that hideous "Brain Worm" was reduced to cosmic dust under the bombardment of quantum torpedoes, the previously boiling battlefield fell into a momentary silence.

But this was not the end; it was the final calm before the storm.

"Warning! Detecting super-scale space-time distortion reaction!"

"Orientation: All-directional coverage! Quantity uncalculatable!"

heavenly craft's frantic alarm broke the brief cheers on the bridge, and the originally azure holographic star map was instantly dyed a desperate crimson.

The smile on "War Wolf's" face froze. He lunged towards the radar screen, only to see countless dark spatial fissures spreading wildly like a spiderweb around the expedition fleet.

This time, it was neither a probing reconnaissance force nor a single command node.

That was the wrath of the Star Devourer civilization—their entire revenge army pouring out!

Countless biological warships squeezed out of the fissures. They obscured the light of the stars, filling every inch of void. Looking out, enemies were everywhere: above, below, left, right, front, and back!

It was like a single drop of water falling into an ocean of ink.

"H-how many are there?"

A young staff officer turned pale, and the data pad in his hand clattered to the floor.

"Based on energy level measurements, the number is at least ten billion or more."

heavenly craft's voice remained calm, but that cold string of numbers pressed down heavily on everyone's hearts like a great mountain.

Ten billion!

This wasn't a war anymore; this was an attempt to drown the human fleet alive!

Just then, a strange, wide-area broadcast signal carrying peculiar fluctuations suddenly cut into the battle channel.

"This is the Galaxy Guardians Alliance Patrol."

"Fleet of the unknown civilization, you have entered the Star Devourer main encirclement."

"Although regrettable, your chance of survival is zero. Out of humanitarian concern, we advise you to immediately initiate self-destruct procedures to avoid the agony of being consumed alive."

The voice was cold and condescending, carrying the numbness of those accustomed to life and death.

Clearly, on this cruel Milky Way Galaxy battlefield, they had seen far too many low-level civilizations like humanity—who recklessly stumbled into a "restricted area" only to be wiped out.

"Self-destruct?"

Lu Chen sat in his command chair, listening to this final advice from the so-called "higher civilization," and a playful curve suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head, his gaze piercing the panoramic viewport, looking at the overwhelming black tide of insects rapidly closing in.

There was no fear, no panic—only the wild joy of a hunter who sees all his prey willingly entering the cage!

"heavenly craft, reply to them."

Lu Chen said calmly, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest.

"Tell these onlookers to wipe their eyes clean."

"Today, I will set a new rule for the Milky Way Galaxy."

[Yes, Master!]

Following Lu Chen's command, the main force of the Jiuzhou-class fleet, which had been in stealth standby mode, finally shed its disguise.

It was no longer just the single expedition, nor the few thousand warships from before.

Behind the distorted light and shadow, a full hundred thousand Pangu-class Dimensional Strike Ships, entirely black and emitting heart-stopping dimensional fluctuations, slowly revealed their terrifying true forms, like ghosts rising from the abyss!

At this moment, the galaxy dimmed in comparison!

"W-what level of warship is this?!"

The Galaxy Guardians patrol team observing from several light-years away instantly erupted into chaos!

On their detection radar, those hundred thousand warships simply did not exist! They seemed to be in another dimension, visible only to the naked eye but unable to be locked onto by any conventional means!

"All forces, heed the order."

Lu Chen's voice was frighteningly calm, yet it instantly boomed in the minds of every human soldier via the quantum entanglement network.

"This is our first formal debut in the Milky Way Galaxy."

"Don't disgrace the people of Earth."

"Two-Dimensional Foil array deployment!"

"Ooom—!!!"

As the command was issued, the bows of the hundred thousand warships simultaneously split open.

There were no dazzling beams, no deafening roars.

Only pieces of "cards," thin as cicada wings and radiating a dreamy brilliance, were gently "flicked" into the surging insect tide.

The scene was like a group of mischievous children throwing countless beautiful stamps into the ocean.

However, the next second.

The instant those "stamps" touched space, the world collapsed.

The three-dimensional spatial support structure was instantly withdrawn, and the previously three-dimensional universe began to irreversibly fall toward a two-dimensional plane!

Those terrifying biological warships, that arrogant insect swarm army, and even the energy beams they fired were forcibly flattened the moment they touched the "fall zone"!

They did not explode, nor did they shatter.

Instead, they were transformed into breathtakingly exquisite, lifelike, yet utterly silent paintings!

This sight was bizarre yet magnificent, cruel yet stunningly beautiful.

In just a few seconds, the area spanning several light-years centered on the human fleet transformed into a gigantic, slowly unfurling "Starry Sky Scroll."

Ten billion insect tide?

In that painting, it was nothing more than a slightly denser blot of ink!

"Gulp."

The commander of the Galaxy Guardians patrol team swallowed hard, feeling like his CPU was about to burn out.

"T-this is..."

"Dimensionality Reduction Strike?!"

"These lunatics! They actually used this forbidden weapon near the center of the Milky Way Galaxy?!"

"Aren't they afraid of drawing themselves into the picture too?!"

Just as they thought the human fleet was about to be destroyed along with the enemy, a scene that made their jaws drop occurred.

Upon that massive, continuously spreading scroll, the human fleet actually moved!

A faint golden light illuminated them—that was the Dimensional Anchor taking effect.

They passed through that deathly scroll with grace and composure, like ships sailing on water, completely ignoring the collapsing two-dimensional abyss beneath them!

Completely unharmed!

"D-Dimensional Ascent Technology?!"

The patrol commander was no longer just shocked; he was terrified! A fear that originated from the depths of his soul!

They possessed Dimensionality Reduction Strike, the "sharpest spear," and Dimensional Ascent Navigation, the "hardest shield"!

What kind of monster was this civilization that had sprung up from nowhere?!

"Commander Lu! Clear space ahead!"

"War Wolf" trembled with excitement, looking at the enemies on the screen that had been completely turned into "paper scraps."

Too powerful!

This was simply the means of a god!

"Continue forward."

Lu Chen was expressionless, as if he had just casually swatted a group of flies.

He cast his gaze toward the deeper darkness, where the accretion disk of the Sagittarius A* black hole was emitting a faint, deadly glow.

"Is that so-called 'Guardian' Alliance still watching?"

[Yes, Master. Their signal fluctuations are very intense; they appear terrified.]

"Very good."

Lu Chen's lips curved slightly, his eyes scornful.

"Send them a signal."

"Tell the entire Milky Way Galaxy"

"The people of Earth have arrived."