stonecrandall Chapter 220 The Tyrant Makes His Appearance!
Chapter 220 The Tyrant Makes His Appearance!
Zhao Gang's voice echoed in the silent bridge, filled with passion and anxiety.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the enemy fleet on the screen, which loomed over Earth like a dark cloud.
Each flickering point of light was like a needle, piercing his heart.
"If we turn around now, even if we miss the main battle, we can still rush in at the crucial moment and save as many lives as we can! It's better than just standing here and watching!"
"Yes, advisor! Give the order!"
"We're not afraid of dying, we're afraid of losing our homes!"
The soldiers responded enthusiastically, their spirits soaring.
They are the elite of the Earth; they cannot stand idly by when their home is in trouble.
Looking at the massive fleet on the screen, a fleet that would suffocate any civilization, and then at Su Chen's avatar, who remained excessively calm.
For the first time, Zhao Gang began to doubt Su Chen's decision.
He knew that Su Chen was unfathomable and always had a backup plan.
But this time, the enemy is far too large in scale.
This is no longer a situation that can be reversed by one or two super strong individuals.
This is a direct and overwhelming defeat between civilizations!
In his view, Su Chen's calmness at this moment was a sign of arrogance.
An overconfidence in one's own power.
"Advisor, I know you're very capable, but now is not the time to play the hero!"
"The Earth is in grave danger. Every second we delay could mean the deaths of thousands of our compatriots! We must go back!"
Zhao Gang's eyes were extremely solemn.
However, Su Chen on the throne simply waved his hand lightly.
"No."
His voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.
"I have my own plans."
It's that phrase again, "I have my own plans!"
Zhao Gang was extremely anxious and was about to speak again when Su Chen's next words cut him off.
"Zhao Gang, and all of you,"
Su Chen's gaze swept over everyone on the bridge, and also over the Nightmare Lord, whose expression slowly shifted from ecstatic joy to suspicion and uncertainty:
"Why do you think I would place the secret dock for building the 'Dream Thief' on the far side of the moon?"
"That wasn't just for secrecy."
Everyone was taken aback by what they heard.
Yes, why the far side of the moon?
Although it was indeed secluded, with the resources and technology that Su Chen controlled at the time, he could have maintained absolute secrecy in any secret location on Earth, even underwater.
Choosing the far side of the moon would significantly increase the costs of transportation and construction.
At the time, everyone assumed that Su Chen was acting out of absolute safety considerations, and no one thought much of it.
Su Chen did not answer directly, but instead communicated with all the crew members of the "Dream Thief" through a mental link.
And the Nightmare Lord, whom he trapped in the dream realm, shared another piece of real-time footage from the far side of the moon, which he had kept hidden all along.
A completely new picture instantly appeared in everyone's mind.
That was on the far side of the moon, in the permanently shadowed area of a huge crater hundreds of kilometers in diameter.
There, the futuristic silver dock of the "Dream Thief" was absent.
Instead, a much larger and more formidable steel jungle has emerged!
Countless ferocious, massive fleets, brimming with violent aesthetics, are like ancient behemoths lurking in the dark abyss.
They are quietly moored in huge, semi-open docks.
These warships are distinctly different in style from the Earth Alliance fleet's pragmatism and the "Dream Thief's" psionic technology.
Their hulls were covered with large cannons, thick armor, and rams that looked like the fangs of ferocious beasts.
Each warship was like a hedgehog armed to the teeth, full of pure savagery, existing only for destruction and conquest.
Although this fleet is smaller than the "Star Debris Scavengers" that are approaching Earth, its individual imposing presence and sense of oppression are no less than that of the others!
At the very center of the fleet, moored was the largest and most imposing superflagship.
Its bow resembled the head of a colossal beast about to devour the stars, and its dark main guns emitted a chilling crimson light.
On its thick alloy armor, in a wild and domineering font, is engraved a name that would strike fear into the hearts of countless civilizations throughout the universe—
"tyrant".
Just as everyone was utterly shocked by the sudden appearance of this mysterious fleet.
On the bridge of the flagship named "Tyrant," a tall figure slowly rose from the commander's throne.
He wore a black and gold combat uniform, his body was as tall and strong as a mountain, and his short, unruly hair was like a burning flame.
When he opened his eyes, what burst forth from those golden pupils was not human emotion, but a pure, contemptuous fighting spirit.
"Holy crap..." Zhao Gang and the others stared in shock.
They had never seen or heard of this fleet before!
When did Earth acquire such a hidden trump card?
"This is Earth's second defense sequence, established by my ally, 'Tyrant'."
Su Chen's calm voice revealed the answer to their mystery:
"Its mission is specifically designed to deal with those hyenas who think Earth is weak and want to take advantage of it."
"And now, it's time for it to make its appearance."
Within the dream realm, the Nightmare Lord also clearly witnessed this scene through the perspective shared by Su Chen.
The maniacal laughter on its face had long since frozen.
For the first time, an emotion called "absurdity" emerged in those eyes burning with black flames.
How is that possible?
That's not what the intelligence report said!
The strongest armed force on this planet has clearly been lured away by me!
Where did this fleet come from?
Who is this guy called "Tyrant"?
An extremely ominous premonition, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed its core will.
It felt as if its meticulously planned, perfect trap had... made a huge mistake.
Su Chen ignored the prisoner who had fallen into self-doubt.
His will, traversing endless space, directly connected to the mind of "Tyrant," the core figure of that mysterious fleet on the far side of the moon.
"tyrant."
"Yes." The tall man's voice was filled with a metallic coldness.
"Clean up the trash."
Su Chen issued a brief and ruthless order.
"Remember, I don't want prisoners."
"Yes."
A bloodthirsty flame instantly ignited in the tyrant's golden pupils.
He turned to face the starry sky outside the bridge, where the outlines of the enemy fleet were already visible, and a cruel smile spread across his face.
Meanwhile, on Earth, in the Earth's core command center.
Elder Long and his generals were preparing to issue the highest order.
Activate all of Earth's existing defenses, including those weapons still in the experimental stage.
Prepare for a desperate, all-or-nothing battle that is destined to be incredibly brutal.
Just then, a familiar and calm voice rang in Elder Long's ears.
"The show is about to begin."
Old Long was startled, and then a look of wild joy appeared on his aged face!
It's him!
As expected, Xiao Su... had a backup plan!