StarCraft: The Extinction Commander is completely smitten.

Chapter 173 [173] So crazy, disregarding life!

Meanwhile, Xia Lanling, Pei Yi, Feng Jue, Hua Jing, Bai Haochen, Yun Yelin, and Huo Yunting worked together to surround and intercept the people from the Interstellar Alliance!

Track them to the depths of space and annihilate them in one fell swoop!
All because they didn't want to leave any future troubles, and they knew that the little female they loved was capable of protecting herself, that's why they dared to be so crazy and risk their lives!

As Mu Xingyue pursued the beastmen to a distant corner of the universe, she saw a planet shrouded in a deep blue light, surrounded by the massive fleet of the Interstellar Alliance, which resembled an iron fortress.

Within the fleet, warships gleamed with a cold metallic luster, their cannons menacingly aimed at the planet's surface, seemingly poised to reduce this tranquil planet to ashes at any moment.

However, they did not expect that this operation would be the beginning of a nightmare.

Xia Lanling's dazzling black hair danced wildly in the battle winds, as if he were wearing a specially made combat suit that flashed with energy runes and emitted a blinding light with every movement he made.

At this moment, he stood on the deck of an interstellar alliance warship, holding an energy sword that emitted a ghostly green light, with a deadly energy vortex surrounding the blade.

"You bunch of bastards, today is your doomsday!"

He roared, and his voice echoed through the universe like rolling thunder.

In the next instant, he flashed and became a blur, instantly disappearing into the enemy ranks.

As the energy sword was wielded, sharp sword energies crisscrossed, cutting through the soldiers of the Interstellar Alliance wherever they went, their blood freezing instantly in the vacuum, turning into clouds of blood mist.

Xia Lanling unleashed his full power, his eyes bloodshot with rage. Every attack he launched carried earth-shattering force, and the warship's metal walls were easily torn apart like paper by his sword energy.

Pei Yi, as a commander, has an upright posture and cold, icy eyes.

He stood on the warship's command platform, his hands moving rapidly across the control panel, issuing commands to direct his warships in a methodical counterattack.

Meanwhile, in his other hand he held an old-fashioned pistol, which, though seemingly ordinary, could fire bullets containing powerful energy.

Pei Yi's eyes were sharp as he locked onto the core command ship of the Interstellar Alliance fleet.

He raised his hand and fired a shot, a dark blue beam of light instantly shooting out and accurately hitting the energy shield of the command ship.

Ripples immediately spread across the shield, its light flickering erratically.

He then pulled the trigger repeatedly, and several beams of light shot out like lightning. Finally, under his fierce attack, the command ship's shield shattered.

Pei Yi shouted and led his elite troops toward the command ship. Wherever he went, enemies fell one after another. His figure was as brave and fearless as a war god amidst the hail of bullets.

Feng Jue, with his long black hair fluttering in the wind, moved like a ghost across the battlefield.

Those once alluring phoenix eyes were now filled with a bloodthirsty light, as if they were demons from hell.

He has no weapon in his hand, but he possesses a power more terrifying than any weapon—psychic power.

Feng Jue gently raised his hand, and a Star Alliance warship slowly lifted off the ground, beginning to shake violently under his telekinetic control.

The soldiers on the warship screamed in terror, trying to escape this terrible control.

However, Feng Jue's mental power acted like an invisible shackle, tightly binding the warship.

With a sudden clench of his fist, the warship was instantly crushed into a pile of scrap metal, and none of the soldiers inside survived.

Feng Jue let out a maniacal laugh and continued searching for his next target. Each strike was accompanied by the screams and deaths of his enemies; his killing spree seemed endless.

Hua Jing, a powerful member of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan, had his ten tails dancing wildly in the air, like graceful silver ribbons.

Each silvery-white hair on his tail contained immense energy. He stood atop a massive meteorite, his gaze coldly surveying the battlefield.

With a low shout from Hua Jing, his tail suddenly twitched, and countless hairs instantly detached from his tail, transforming into thousands of sharp blades that shot towards the Interstellar Alliance's warships.

These sharp blades were incredibly fast, like streaks of silver lightning, instantly piercing through the warship's hull.

Inside the warship, the soldiers were riddled with wounds from these sharp blades, their blood splattering everywhere.

Hua Jing's attack range was extremely wide. In an instant, the Interstellar Alliance fleet was thrown into chaos, and countless warships were reduced to fragments under his attack, scattered throughout the universe.

Bai Haochen transformed into a giant white dragon, soaring through the sky.

His body, when unfolded, was a hundred meters long, and each flap of his body created a powerful gust of air.

He joined forces with Xia Lanling to block the sky, leaving the people of the Interstellar Alliance with nowhere to escape.

Bai Haochen let out a high-pitched dragon roar, and the sound waves transformed into energy ripples that spread towards the enemy ships below.

The warships hit by the sound waves instantly developed cracks on their hulls, and their internal equipment malfunctioned.

Xia Lanling, meanwhile, coordinated with Bai Haochen's attacks from below, constantly leaping onto enemy ships to deliver fatal blows.

The two worked together seamlessly, trapping the Interstellar Alliance fleet in this airspace.

Yun Yelin stood atop a floating pile of wreckage, his voice melodious and ethereal, like a celestial sound from a distant galaxy.

However, the song contained endless magic, plunging those who heard it into a deep illusion.

The soldiers of the Interstellar Alliance were still fighting hard, but under the influence of Yun Yelin's singing, their eyes gradually became glazed and their consciousness began to blur.

Then, they all raised their weapons and attacked their comrades.

In an instant, the interstellar alliance's fleets turned on each other, and blood flowed like rivers.

The screams of the soldiers and the roar of weapons mingled together, plunging the entire fleet into chaos and despair.

Huo Yunting, hidden in the shadows of the battlefield, held various strangely shaped medicine bottles in his hand.

His eyes were cold and cunning, and a sneer played on his lips.

Huo Yunting sprinkled the poison in his hand onto the Interstellar Alliance warships as if it were free.

These poisons take effect quickly once they come into contact with the soldiers' bodies.

The soldiers began to become bloodthirsty and irrational, attacking their own men indiscriminately.

Their eyes were filled with madness and confusion; they were completely controlled by the poison.

The once orderly fleet was now in complete chaos, with soldiers fighting each other and warships colliding in the confusion, and flashes of fire from explosions echoing through the universe.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and the once powerful interstellar alliance fleet was now in ruins.

The surviving members of the Interstellar Alliance still tremble and their voices shake violently when they recall the battle.

They will never forget those murderous faces, nor the endless pain and despair.

This battle became a legend in the universe, and has been passed down through generations.