Minecraft players are invading the worlds.

Everyone's gaze, whether it was the players frantically retreating, the trembling remnants of the Bone Demon army in the distance, or the Bone Demon elders watching the screen via communication from their home planet, was all fixed on that jet-black sword aura that stretched across the starry sky.

The ancient Cuban emperor's massive, stellar-sized skeletal body, towering a thousand meters high, appeared as fragile as a toy folded from the cheapest sandpaper before this jet-black sword aura.

The pure black sword energy, moving at a speed that surpassed the limits of space, flashed past without any hindrance from the very center of the ancient Cuban emperor's enormous dark golden head.

"Click...click..."

A faint, crisp cracking sound echoed in the mind of the ancient king, and in the hearts of all the bone demons, in despair.

The Cuban emperor's massive body suddenly froze in mid-air.

Its eye sockets, which had been burning with a fierce and arrogant dark golden divine fire, seemed to be frozen at absolute zero in an instant. The two flames that symbolized the origin of stellar-level life did not even have a chance to flicker or struggle before they were completely extinguished and turned into lifeless ashes.

Chapter 444 Run!

Then, to everyone's utter shock, the Cuban emperor's enormous, dark gold head, comparable to a small mountain range, slowly slid off his cervical spine along an extremely smooth black incision.

A stellar-level deity, the supreme guardian of the Bone Demon civilization, was beheaded with a single sword strike.

However, this is far from over.

After the jet-black sword energy severed the head of the ancient Cuban emperor, the destructive energy of the millions of dead souls contained within it did not weaken in the slightest. Instead, it seemed like a ferocious beast that had drunk its fill of divine blood, emitting a cheering and clamor that shook the starry sky.

"Boom!"

The sword energy, undiminished in its power, swept past the massive, headless corpse of the ancient Ba Emperor with unparalleled might, relentlessly piercing through the deep, boundless heart of the Bone Demon Star System behind them.

Wherever it passed, whether it was the bone demon warships that had managed to survive or the huge asteroid belts floating in space, they were all directly decomposed into the most primitive cosmic dust within the first microsecond of contact with this black sword energy.

Even more terrifying was the impact of this sword aura, which stretched for tens of thousands of kilometers, striking a resource star system behind the Bone Demon civilization.

Those massive mineral planets orbiting the star were instantly shredded by this immense force that could even sever the laws of nature.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the silent space, several massive planets burst open like squashed balloons.

Fragments of the Earth's crust, churning magma, and core material filled the sky, transforming into a super cosmic fireworks display spanning several astronomical units.

The shockwave, powerful enough to destroy everything, completely emptied the surrounding interstellar dust, leaving behind a terrifying, indelible black vacuum zone on the star map.

With a single sword strike, a god was beheaded; the aftershocks pierced through the galaxy, severing several planets in succession.

……

The Bone Demon Empire, the Supreme Mother Planet, the Senate Council Hall.

"Clang..."

The moment the Cuban king, seated on his supreme throne, saw this scene through a holographic projection of feedback from the front lines, the scepter in his hand slipped limply from between his bony fingers and slammed heavily onto the hard floor.

The entire council hall fell into a deathly silence.

All the high-ranking elders and all the imperial generals were like soulless statues, their eyes wide open and their bones shaking uncontrollably.

"Clan chief..."

The oldest elder, trembling, extended his bony finger and pointed at the dark golden headless skeleton on the screen that had begun to disintegrate in the void. His voice was filled with a blood-curdling wail of utter faith collapse.

"A stellar-level being? That's a supreme stellar-level being! How could it be possible that a planetary-level human could kill them with a single sword strike?"

"It's over, it's all over, our Bone Demon Empire is completely finished."

The King of Cuba slumped on his throne, the fire of his soul flickering violently in his eye sockets, filled with unspeakable terror.

It felt as if its entire worldview had been shattered by that single sword strike.

That was an unparalleled deity who had suppressed the fortune of civilization for ten thousand years, yet it couldn't even withstand a single sword strike from the opponent.

From which higher-dimensional universe did this human civilization descend to become a demon?

Meanwhile, in the live stream room in the real world, the barrage of comments, which had been silent for more than ten seconds, erupted in a frenzy the moment the Cuban emperor's head fell to the ground.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! What did I just see? One sword! It was a one-hit kill!]

[That was a stellar-level boss! And Brother Tian just chopped it up like it was nothing?]

[This is insanely awesome! A Star Slayer with millions of souls stacked up to the maximum level—this damage calculation is definitely true damage combined with the causality obliteration!]

Is this what top-tier combat power is? I won't talk to you about physics or logic; if your health bar dares to light up, I'll kill even gods.

[Brother Tian is invincible, the All-Heavens Guild is invincible, this game is so damn exciting, I need to log in! I want to go to the stars and be cannon fodder!!]

……

In the cold space.

Xu Tian held the Star Slayer longsword, which had regained its dark luster, and stood silently suspended in the void that he had personally turned into ruins.

He stared at the headless remains of the ancient Cuban emperor, which was losing all its energy and slowly falling into the depths of space. His expression behind the mask remained completely calm, as if he had simply crushed a slightly larger insect.

He flicked the blade, then casually slung the longsword over his shoulder, turned around, and glanced at the group of more than four thousand guild players behind him who were momentarily stunned by the shock.

"Alright, stop looking. He's just an old man. Killing him is nothing to make a fuss about."

Xu Tian issued a new command through the guild channel, his voice steady and penetrating.

"We've completely breached this northern defense line. Brothers, cheer up and keep pushing at full speed toward their home planet at the center of their star system."

Xu Tian glanced at the real-time war zone briefing on the system interface, a smile playing on his lips, and continued.

"We just received a battle report. The other three armies of our guild, Fengxue, Xiaoheihei, and Qifeng, are advancing at an absurdly fast speed without any main force blocking their way."

"These three armies have already broken through three-quarters of the outer star field of the Bone Demon Civilization. As the spearhead, we cannot fall too far behind. Everyone, get on your mounts and let's go."

"Roar!"

At Xu Tian's command, the four thousand players were instantly jolted awake and erupted in a deafening, frenzied cheer.

Without any hesitation, they summoned their massive dragon battle pets, each exuding a terrifying aura, from their mount spaces.

In an instant, the roars of thousands of dragons reverberated through the vacuum via magical vibrations.

Players leaped onto the backs of dragons, transforming into a vast torrent of dragon knights that blotted out the sky. Following the sword-wielding man who resembled a demon god, they relentlessly trampled through the tattered defenses of the Bone Demon civilization, launching their final, deadly charge towards the deepest reaches of the galaxy.

"Run! Immediately execute the highest priority jump of the Wandering Plan. Do not hesitate, run!"

Inside the main control room of the giant ark on the home planet, in Superport One.

As the Cuban king watched the crimson dot representing Xu Tian and the others on the star map rapidly and recklessly approach the home planet circle, he completely succumbed to hysterical madness.

It roared at all the operators around it, like a stray dog.

"Our patriarch has already died by the enemy's sword. He paid the price of his life to buy us time. We absolutely cannot let the patriarch's sacrifice be in vain. Immediately start the main engines of all warships. Target: the unknown deep space beyond the star system. Retreat at full speed."

Chapter 445 Our Warships

"Yes, Chief."

The officers in the control room were terrified.

The fall of a stellar-level powerhouse completely drained the last bit of courage they had left to resist.

With the issuance of a series of supreme orders, this massive wandering fleet, originally intended to protect the home planet and carrying countless treasures, core scientific research, and royal bloodlines of the entire Bone Demon civilization, was...

At this moment, a total of four million warships of various types roared with engines that shook the entire galaxy.

"buzz"

Four million warships ignited simultaneously, and the eerie green tail flames they spewed out converged into a vast sea of ​​energy above the mother planet, powerful enough to obscure the star's brilliance.

"Chief, which route should we take?"

A navigation officer asked anxiously.

"According to intelligence, the main enemy forces in the east, west and south have advanced to a dangerous distance of only three-quarters of the voyage from us, and those waterways may be intercepted by their main force at any time."

The Cuban king stared intently at the holographic star map.

It continuously magnified the distribution of enemy forces along each route, and finally, its trembling bony finger pointed to a seemingly relatively empty and remote route on the star map, located at the intersection of two enemy forces.

“Take this route, it’s a gap between the two enemy advances. After receiving news from the other three routes, the enemy forces on those three routes have advanced to three-quarters of the distance, and their forces are converging on the center. The defense of this edge route is definitely the weakest.”

The King of Cuba made the decision through gritted teeth.

"As long as we break out of this encirclement and enter a leap state, we can survive."

"Understood, fleet, turn around, break out at full speed."

The massive fleet of four million warships began to stretch out in a long formation across the starry sky, like a colossal steel python fleeing in panic, plunging headlong into the chosen escape route.

The Cuban king stood before the transparent porthole at the very front of the flagship, his eyes fixed on the rapidly receding starry sky outside.

Its hands gripped the railing tightly, showing great tension.

As the fleet sailed at high speed, the surroundings were unusually quiet.

The radar did not show any large-scale enemy ambush, and apart from the occasional small meteorite drifting by, everything seemed so calm.

"No ambush, that's great. Just another half hour of travel and we can completely escape the gravitational pull of this star system and initiate a jump. We can escape now."

A flicker of ecstatic hope had just risen in the heart of the King of Cuba.

"Reporting to the leader."

Suddenly, the radar officer in front of the control panel let out a startled exclamation filled with doubt and vigilance.

"A warship suddenly appeared in the channel directly in front of our fleet, and it was slowly approaching us."

"What? Could it be the human interception force?"

The King of Cuba was jolted, as if plunged into an ice cave, and immediately roared.

"Not a human warship."

The radar officer typed rapidly on the keyboard, zooming in on the scene in front of him onto the main screen.

"Chief, look, those seem to be our own Bone Demon civilization's warships. Judging from the paint scheme, they should be the models of the local garrison."

Upon hearing this, the King of Cuba immediately looked up.

Sure enough, in the center of the screen, a medium-sized cruiser with the distinctive ghostly green paint of the Bone Demon civilization slowly sailed head-on toward the four million-strong army, like a ghost, without activating any communication channels.

"Stop! All troops, slow down!"