281: Chapter 281 The Fear of the Fourth Calamity!

A player with the ID [Jiangcheng's Number One Blacksmith] above his head pulled out a giant pickaxe emitting an S-rank glow, his eyes shining.

"Magic is useless against them, right? Anti-Psionic, huh? Then I'll use physics to grant you salvation!"

"Dig for me—!!!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Led by him, countless players from life-skill classes, Berserkers, and Swordsmen actually pulled out hammers, pickaxes, and even crowbars polished from the teeth of high-level ferocious beasts.

These lunatics, in the vacuum of space, were actually braving the strafing fire of the enemy warships' close-in defense cannons to inhumanely... forcibly dismantle the outer armor of the alien warships!!!

"Crack! Holy crap! I dug up a [High-dimensional Titanium Plate]! I'm rich, I'm rich!!!"

"Hey buddy over there, don't snatch that cannon barrel from me! That's my quest item!!!"

"Quick, quick, quick! This ship's shield is about to run out of power from our dismantling! Mage units, get ready; once the shield breaks, throw fireballs directly into their ventilation ducts!!!"

"Lunatics... these carbon-based lifeforms are all complete and utter lunatics!!!"

Inside the flagship's command cabin, Grand Commander Garu watched the holographic surveillance screen, looking at the Earth Players who were using their mouths to bite, shovels to smash, and even detonating their own mental energy just to blow a hole in the warship's armor.

This Grand Commander of the Interstellar Raiders, who was once infamous for his bloodlust in the Orion Arm, felt for the first time in his life what it meant to...

...feel extreme fear from the depths of his soul, known as the "fourth calamity"!

"Warning! Warning! The armor in Port Sector C has been physically dismantled! Hull airtightness has dropped to 40%!"

"Warning! The perimeter of the engine room is under suicide attacks by a large number of unknown carbon-based lifeforms! They've stuffed High-Explosive Magic Crystals into our plasma exhaust pipes!!!"

Inside the flagship command cabin of the Orion Interstellar Raiders, the shrill red alarms blended into a piercing noise. Grand Commander Garu's massive semi-mechanical body trembled violently, his crimson electronic eye staring fixedly at the holographic screen, as emotions of "absurdity" and "fear" welled up from the depths of his eyes for the first time.

It was too crazy! This was simply the most absurd scene in the history of cosmic civilizations!

In that deep vacuum, millions of Earth Players were like a swarm of starving cosmic locusts, densely clinging to the surface of the interstellar warships they took such pride in.

The high-dimensional [Anti-Psionic Field] indeed neutralized the fireballs and wind blades the players threw from a distance, but it couldn't stop the "demolition" on a physical level!

"Brothers! This frigate's bridge is made of [Stellar Titanium]! Holy crap, this is top-tier base material for crafting level-100 god-tier equipment! Even if you have to use your teeth, bite it off for me!"

A Berserker player with the ID [Love Burial Clan · Mad Young Master] above his head swung a heavy hammer burning with enchanted flames, braving the strafing of the enemy's close-in defense cannons, smashing the warship's observation window blow after blow.

"Tut-tut-tut-tut—!"

A high-energy plasma ray swept past, and half of the Berserker's body was instantly vaporized.

However, instead of screaming, he used his remaining hand to grip the edge of the warship tightly, roaring hoarsely into the communication channel:

"Healer! Where the hell is the healer?! I can still land two more hits! Get my health up! I've already loosened this titanium plate; the loot is about to drop!"

"Coming, coming! What's the rush?! [Holy Recovery]!"

In the rear, several Priest players floating in the vacuum, enveloped in the glow of the [Vacuum Life Support Card] bestowed by Chen Xi, desperately waved their staves. Rays of green light were thrown at the Berserker as if they cost nothing, forcibly pulling his health bar back from the brink of death.

"Hahaha! I'm a hero again! You alien scum, take my Whirlwind!"

Such scenes were frantically playing out in every corner of these more than a thousand alien warships.

The Earth Players didn't care about so-called tactics at all, nor did they care how fierce the enemy's fire was. Under the protection of the absolute rules of the [Heaven-Reaching Divine Domain]—"death only costs mental energy, respawn after two hours"—they completely unleashed the deepest greed and madness of human genes.

Some Assassin players used their extremely high agility to slip directly into the interior through holes blown in the warships, slashing anyone they saw and dismantling any equipment they found, even prying off the light bulbs in the corridors to stuff into their backpacks;

Some Mage players found that long-range spells were neutralized by shields, so hundreds of them simply grouped up, activated charge skills to slam directly into the enemy warships' shield generators, and then collectively detonated the mana cores within their bodies, using suicide human bombs to forcibly blow through the shields!

"Lunatics... this isn't a war at all! They're stocking up! They're looting!!!"

Garu's adjutant looked at the Raider warships on the screen that were losing power one by one, spinning in space like plucked pheasants, so frightened that his electronic core almost short-circuited.

"What are you still standing there for?! Activate the High-dimensional Shockwave! Shatter all these parasite-like carbon-based lifeforms for me!"

"Grand Commander, we can't! If we activate the High-dimensional Shockwave, our own warship hulls won't be able to withstand it and will disintegrate!"

"I don't care anymore! If we don't clear them out, they're going to dismantle our engines and sell them for scrap metal!"

Just as the Raider fleet was preparing to recklessly activate a large-scale weapon of mutual destruction...

"Buzz—!!!"

Three incredibly brilliant pillars of light, emitting a pressure comparable to that of High-dimensional Deities, suddenly soared into the sky from behind the Earth Players' camp, like three divine swords slashing through the galaxy, forcefully intervening in the battlefield!

"Move aside, brothers! The NPC faction leaders have arrived! Make some room for the big shots to deal damage!"

A wave of excited cheers erupted in the players' public channel as millions of players retreated like a tide to both sides, clearing a wide starlit path for the three figures descending from the sky.

It was exactly the three goddesses of the Nirvana Battle Team—Su Xiaoxiao, Li Murou, and Ye Fei!

"You want to play with high-dimensional vibrations? Have you asked my lightning first?!"

Su Xiaoxiao's purple-silver hair danced wildly in the vacuum. Like a peerless Valkyrie in charge of punishment, she instantly teleported to the very top of the Raider fleet.

After advancing to the SS-rank [Void Thunder Punishment Valkyrie], her control over lightning had already surpassed the scope of conventional magic.

"[God-Tier · Void Thunder Punishment · Galactic Electromagnetic Pulse]!!!"

Su Xiaoxiao held her staff high. Instead of calling down destructive lightning strikes, she released ripples of pitch-black void electromagnetic waves! These electromagnetic waves ignored any physical armor, directly penetrating the hulls of over a thousand alien warships and slamming into their core control centers!