YM778.TV Chapter 810: The Person Who Turned on Lights
Chapter 810: The Person Who Turned on Lights
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Zong Lizi didn’t understand the conversation between Jing Jiu and that person, neither did Jiang Yuxia or Hua Xi.
The idea had suddenly struck the three girls that Jing Jiu was to leave the place as they looked at his figure by the window.
Ran Handong, due to her family background, had been interested in those shadows of history since a young age and knew about the organization related to the “butterfly”. When she heard the conversation between Jing Jiu and that person, she remembered the two assassination attempts on him. “What...what are you going to do?” she asked nervously.
Jing Jiu didn’t give a response to her question. He kept on gazing at the space outside the window and a distant spot that was invisible.
On the other side of the space hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, the space dusts reflected a dim light, making the two battleships look even more horrifying.
The battleship at the front was black in color and appeared a bit aged, resembling a huge sword that hadn’t been pulled out of the sheath for many years.
Hundreds of military personnel were observing and analyzing the data in the bridge at the bow of the ship, and there was a gigantic chair on the second level.
The chair was made of a large blood jade, a dragon carved into each of its arms. It looked rather lavish and extravagant.
The middle-aged man sat in the chair quietly. The expression in his eyes was concealed as the lenses of his glasses reflected the dim light.
The alarm blared on the battleship, but it was not very loud. No worried expressions could be seen on the faces of the personnel on the ship.
The Scorching-Sun Battleship was considered the most advanced battleship of the latest model by the military of the Federation, though, in comparison to this battleship, the Scorching-Sun Battleship looked like a clumsy child.
The most advanced scientific breakthroughs and the latest weapons of the Federation of the Milky Way were hidden from the populace, like this battleship.
“3566, 109, 2278, the Stutch Curve is approaching. The track of momentum is not stable.”
An officer’s calm voice rang out on the battleship.
This battleship had fully learned of the situation of the Scorching-Sun Battleship based on the dozen space probes they had released earlier.
As soon as several thousand missiles carrying the nuclear warheads left the Scorching-Sun Battleship, the battleship had already been fully aware of the situation.
The atmosphere was still as calm as before on the battleship. The officers and soldiers were not nervous in the least, and were carrying out their respective duties. The laughter could be heard once in a while; the personnel on the battleship seemed quite relaxed.
Those soldiers laughed because they thought the commanding officer of the Scorching-Sun Battleship was rather foolish.
It was indeed preposterous to deploy the nuclear bombs in a space war.
Even if their battleship were a regular battleship in the Federation, it couldn’t be hit by the missiles; but their battleship was not regular in the very least.
These nuclear bombs could in no way cause any damage to their battleship because the missiles carrying the warheads traveled too slowly.
“The speed of those missiles...seems unusual.”
An advisory officer made the comment in surprise as he looked at the lines formed by the light specks on the 3D light screen.
As soon as he spoke, the lines formed by the light specks extended forward tremendously.
Dozens of gazes were fixed on the light screen, and some discussions broke out.
The missiles launched by the Scorching-Sun Battleship were indeed a bit weird; it was apparent that they traveled at a speed faster than the standard speed.
“Have they all deployed the crystal engines?”
“We haven’t got any report about it. No fleet can accomplish the upgrade alone.”
“But what’s up with the speed?”
“The arrangement of the missiles is also strange. Look at this curve; it seems that it’s a well-arranged spread.”
The advisory officers on the battleship were analyzing and calculating incessantly, but they didn’t appear worried.
Regardless of what modifications the propelling devices of the missiles had, they still didn’t pose any threat to their battleship, even if the speed of the missiles increased tenfold.
Even when those nuclear warheads reached the range of twenty thousand kilometers, all the battleship needed to do was to fire the laser guns all at once to cause the explosions of the nuclear bombs ahead of time.
A colonel came before the chair of blood jade and asked, “General, should we fire the laser guns now?”
The middle-aged man looked at the dark space outside the window, as if he saw the nuclear warheads in the distance. “It’s not the time to worry yet,” said he indignantly.
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Thousands of nuclear warheads left the Scorching-Sun Battleship and disappeared into the dark space.
It was unknown when they would reach the two battleships on the other side.
It seemed that they had to wait for the outcome patiently.
There was a sense of nervousness on the Scorching-Sun Battleship. The captain and those soldiers responsible for maintaining the machines had lost their right of authority. All they could do at the moment was wait for the outcome.
Zong Lizi brought a cup of tea to Jing Jiu and said softly, “Have some tea.”
Jing Jiu took the cup and took a sip. “I’m going out,” said he.
The expression on Zong Liz’s face changed slightly as she wondered why he had to go out at such a critical moment and thought that he needed to stay on the battleship to take control of the situation.
A breeze rose in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, tousling Zong Lizi’s hair.
Jing Jiu disappeared from the original spot.
Soon after, Jiang Yuxia and Hua Xi uttered a low cry in the room.
It was because they saw a familiar figure outside the window.
Jing Jiu was outside.
The blue hoodie ruffled without the aid of the wind.
The dim light of the nebula illuminated his body and his profile, making him look like someone in a dream.
The Cultivation practitioners in the Star State could travel freely in the space where there was neither air nor weight, but they couldn’t travel in space as freely and casually as he did.
Seeing the scene, the people in the room were stunned speechless, wondering what he intended to do.
Jing Jiu was looking at the space in the distance quietly while calculating.
Thousand of missiles were like thousands of light specks traveling forward in his awareness, extending like thousands of lines.
Those lines seemed to have neither any connection nor a particular structure, but as time passed, the light specks had gradually separated from each other to form two rows.
They looked like the two rows of trees by a road or the two rows of wild flowers by a railroad, forming a path to invite someone to walk on it.
Jing Jiu took a deep breath; but soon he realized that there was no air in the space. However, he could still feel a sensation of heat as he breathed.
He tilted his head backwards slightly and then flew forward, disappearing from the windows of the battleship.
A bright and gorgeous sword light appeared in the dark space.
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The sword light flashed.
It soon arrived somewhere several thousand kilometers away from the Scorching-Sun Battleship.
There was a lonely nuclear bomb there; it was the slowest one, behind all the other missiles.
The sword light was like a flame igniting the fuse of the fireworks.
It was soundless.
But that nuclear bomb was detonated.
A great amount of light and heat spread out and became an expanding spherical ball.
Seeing this, the surprised cries broke out on the Scorching-Sun Battleship.
“What is going on?”
“Why did it explode ahead of time?”
“Did the other side launch the laser gun or plasma beam?”
“Wait a second! What is that light?”
Many people on the Scorching-Sun Battleship had seen the light.
The girl in the room at the bow of the ship was the only one who had guessed who that light was.
The flash of the light was so straight and sharp that it was like the sword light in the story.
The sword light penetrated one nuclear bomb to ignite it; but it was not affected by the explosion in the least and became brighter and faster.
In the next moment, the second, the third, and dozens of nuclear bombs were ignited by the sword light.
Hundreds of bright specks appeared in the dark space.
They were like the streetlamps illuminating the road for the pedestrians.