181: Chapter 185 I'm bringing my hometown to destroy you!

The deep background of the radar screen was covered in pure crimson. It wasn't dozens of light spots, but tens of thousands of cursors.

The Eternal Star Crown Federation's [Royal Throne Arbiter Main Fleet] had arrived via warp jump.

The originally tranquil vacuum above the Death Star was forcibly torn open by massive curvature engines. Tens of thousands of streamlined, white porcelain-colored battleships, arranged in a seamless 3D blockade formation, completely locked Mining Planet No. 3 in the dead center of their encirclement.

They had even scattered spatial anchors all around.

No negotiations, no warnings. The Lance main cannons of all Federation warships lit up simultaneously with blinding, high-energy white light, entering the final ten-second countdown for charging. This firepower network, sufficient to melt the crust ten kilometers down into glass shards, declared the high-level civilization's determination to completely erase this bug.

Inside the independent command module deep within the mantle of Mining Planet No. 3.

The lights were dim. Li Cang sat sunk in a high-pressure resistant shock-absorbing chair, his eyes coldly staring at the system holographic console before him, which was piled high with red warning boxes.

He didn't leave his seat, let alone touch the frenzied flesh and blood of the Warhammer creations outside. He was a player, a trader sitting behind the scenes.

Sliding his fingertips across the floating virtual screen, he dragged the [Eternal Star Crown · Ecological Reshaping Star Map (Remnant)] he had just sucked back into the main reinforcement slot.

The notification tone blared piercingly.

[Warning: Target physical environment is an absolute dead zone. Ecological blueprint is incompatible; forced loading will result in the incineration of logic modules.]

This was a sacred blueprint used to transform a desolate planet into a paradise. It represented nature, growth, and order.

"Who wants to plant trees?"

Li Cang's finger hovered over the virtual confirmation button, his voice echoing in the empty command module.

"I only want the 'Planetary Gravity Derivation' and 'Celestial Body Rotation Engine' code from the bottom layer of this blueprint."

He pulled up the resource library and cut out the "Machine Spirit Fanaticism Overload Protocol"—a clump extracted from the Mars terminal package that represented Warhammer's most frenzied and irrational settings.

Two completely different card fragments, even existing at opposite poles of mutual creation and destruction, were forcibly overlapped in the fusion furnace of the holographic interface under Li Cang's ruthless dragging.

The system erupted in a long string of blinding garbled code. The elegant elven ecological logic was instantly polluted and overwritten by the primitive and crude machine spirit virus.

[Chassis logic forced reorganization passed.]

[Acquired Mutated Celestial Body Command: Great Wasteland Purgatory Star-Fortress (Provisional Embryo).]

Li Cang glanced at the countdown; three seconds remained.

He connected to the all-frequency underground broadcast, his voice cold and hard as iron: "Number One, tell everyone to lock their magnetic boots in place and stop all anti-air counterattacks. Hold on tight."

The moment his voice fell, he slammed his palm onto the massive, newly generated activation button on the holographic console!

The command followed the Death Star Fortress's core control bus, piercing through the planet's entire network like high-voltage current.

In the sky, the main cannons of tens of thousands of Federation warships poured out violently. Thick pillars of destructive light, like divine punishment, slammed straight down onto the surface of Mining Planet No. 3.

Just as the Lances were about to touch the crust—

The earth split open.

It wasn't a crack blasted open by gunfire; rather, the entire asteroid's equator let out a dull roar that even caused the cosmic microwave background to fluctuate.

A geological rift valley hundreds of kilometers long was forcibly gouged open. The planetary-grade core furnace, originally used for smelting dead iron, was instantly mutated into a super-thruster nozzle of immeasurable size under the catalysis of the modified blueprint!

BOOM—!

Dark orange core magma mixed with frenzied propulsion exhaust, turning into a physical pillar of fire that surged toward the sky, forcibly shattering the first wave of incoming Lances.

This brown mining planet, which could originally only tremble as a target, came alive.

It was a solid iron ball hundreds of kilometers in diameter, its surface covered in charred anti-air spikes. Now, it broke free from its original stable cosmic gravitational orbit. Under Li Cang's operation of pulling the throttle to the max, this planet erupted with terrifying kinetic energy that defied all fluid mechanics and conventional celestial physics, rising from the ground against the sky full of lasers!

Above the zenith.

In the command room of the Federation's main flagship, the High Overseer's face, which had always remained elegant, completely shattered.

In his tactical window, the originally locked ground target was zooming in with an acceleration that broke all common sense. One second ago, it was a tiny coordinate on the radar; one second later, that asteroid covered in black pipes, spewing toxic smoke and firefalls, had already obscured all the starry sky views they were so proud of.

"Evade! All fleet units, scatter immediately—!"

The Overseer's roar tore through the communication channel, but it was all too late.

This wasn't a dogfight between warships; this was a literal planetary dump truck.

CRACK!

No shield could withstand the head-on crushing force of hundreds of billions of tons of absolute mass.

The massive Death Star Fortress crashed headlong into the center of the tightly packed Star Glory Cross Main Formation.

Those expensive Federation Cruisers, equipped with high-level computing hubs, were like fragile glass bottles hit head-on by a speeding high-speed train the moment they touched the Death Star's hull.

Crisp sounds of metal bursting rang out in a chain reaction within the vacuum bubbles.

Hundreds of vanguard warships were crushed raw by the Death Star's massive body. Debris, armor plates, and the flesh of high-level elves mixed together, dragging long streaks of sparks across the celestial body's surface before being tossed into the cold abyss.

The perfect blockade formation was forcibly plowed into a wide path of ruins and blood by this unreasonable mad dog of a planet.

The Death Star did not slow down. Carrying the wreckage and fire of its enemies, it smashed through the encirclement and slid into the dark blind spot of deep space orbit.

Inside the sealed command module.

The violent jolting gradually subsided. The shock-absorption field had perfectly absorbed the world-shaking aftermath of the collision.

Li Cang coldly looked at the screen full of green system settlement reports.

[Tier-breaking collision annihilation judgment complete.]

[Acquired unique exclusive title for the First Sector: 'Star-Extinguishing Tyrant'.]

[Death Star Fortress has obtained great map wandering permissions, upgraded to: Abyss Hunting Star System.]

Li Cang did not celebrate. He reached out and tapped rapidly on the control panel, following the data trails intercepted earlier to forcibly hook into that public hidden frequency hanging at the peak of divine authority.

One hundred light-years away, in the Star Crown Palace.

On that massive pure white holographic wall, an unauthorized, crude projection suddenly popped up.

There was still no sound, only a short line of text forcibly cobbled together from low-level code, reflected in the cold eyes of "The Chess Player."

[Boss, your family's ships are quite fragile. Next time you want to block the road on this great map, remember to buy a sturdier rock.]