The war seemed to have returned to the starting point, and the two sides fought again, but the decisive battle was in the heart of the Charles fleet. Whether it was space or the depth of the movement, it was not as vast as before. The extremely fast modified frigate might bump into other warships by accident. Whether it was hitting oneself or the place, it would not end well.

For a moment, the rhythm of the battlefield was controlled by the Charles fleet. The three hundred heavy warships continued to silence under the counterattack of the modified fleet, as if they had lost their souls floating away. More heavy warships fired electromagnetic guns regardless of the delay. Under the delay of the heavy warships, the Charles fleet began to gradually resurrect, the power was restarted, the control system of the main gun was unlocked, and thousands of unmanned fighters were also released, forming a stronger net, covering the remaining battleships of the modified fleet.

A great war was until night fell, and the burning sky became even more dazzling at night. The whole world was burning, but the highlights of the explosion began to decrease. Instead, the thousands of sparks burning on the ground replaced the fiery redness of the sky. The roar of the wreckage explosions came one after another, and in the end, only the fire balls that exploded on the ground were left, proving that the battle in the air was coming to an end.

Thousands of warships of all sizes and nearly 100,000 unmanned fighters are fighting in this unknown area. There are countless lives and ships falling. Various wreckages are scattered on the ground thousands of miles away. The burning flames are as brilliant as the galaxy and as lonely as fireworks.

The most extensive place in the Galaxy is where Charles flagship fell. Among the countless broken wreckages, there are more than a dozen large wreckages. The smallest wreckages are all double-story small buildings, and the largest one is not as large as a small warship.

The largest wreckage is the flagship bridge, like a giant axe, deeply stuck on the ground, with mottled and broken cables still flashing electric arcs, like flashes. In the middle of the scorching flash, a piece of scrap iron in the shape of a hatch was kicked away, revealing a man with silver hair.

Standing on the wreckage, Charles was as tall as before, and his silver hair was not messy at all, as if he was not standing in the middle of the ruins, but a nobleman who was about to go to the palace to attend the feast. Countless wreckages formed hills of heights on the ground. Charles smiled on the largest hill, and he won the war in the end.

Suddenly, a thick and straight light penetrated from the sky, covering Charles's calmness in the middle. The strong light made Charles tear off his elegant calmness, sneezed several times in a row, and shouted angrily:

"Bisman, you bastard..."

Soon, a small and exquisite communication boat drew a beautiful arc from the sky, shook its tail and fell down, and happened to stop in front of Charles's firm figure. As the hatch opened, a burly man as strong as a brown bear stepped out, with short hair raised like a steel needle, and his strong cheeks were like a knife and axe chop. His bright eyes were still burning without light reflection. They were Charles' biggest opponent and enemy, Bisman.

As always, his aggressive eyes stared at Charles, who pretended to be noble, and his fierce voice roared like an evil dragon:

"Charles, you owe me an explanation. Five hundred and eighty-seven main battleships and forty-five thousand elite officers and soldiers were all killed here because of your adjutant. Since you had known that he had leaked his position to the Chaos God King, why not kill him?"

Amid Bisman's roar, Charles looked up and looked up at the starry sky at a forty-five degrees, as if he was disdainful of Bisman's anger. Behind him, officers from the bridge climbed out of the bridge one after another, most of whom were scarred. When they heard Bisman's anger, they were surprised and looked at Charles with suspicion, feeling very angry.

"Explanation? Why do you need to explain? Or are you used to being a mouse and forgetting that you were once the arrogant General Bisman? Yes, you only see crashed warships, soldiers who were damaged in battle, and ammunition reserves consumed. In addition to these, you have even more recognized the strength of the personal guards and the invincibility of the Chaos God King, so you want to ask me to explain!!!"

Charles answered the question irrelevantly, and made a sarcastic remark to challenge Bisman with a bad temper, not caring at all. At this moment, he was the guy who deserved the most to beat in everyone's heart.

"As mean as ever, Charles, you are not only the unpleasant commander of the past, but you also represent the common wishes of all natural persons. If you ignore our trust, we don't mind changing the guide..."

This was the final urge to the palace. When the two were fighting each other, Bisman brought the manpower to move out the seriously injured and dead natural officers from the wreckage of the bridge. A little further apart, hundreds of auxiliary ships were searching for various wreckages, searching for more bodies and wounded from the ruins.

The bodies were neatly arranged on the flat ground, with body bags next to the bodies, and corpses were held in a straight formation, waiting to set off, the formation stretched and disappeared into the darkness. A breeze swept the choking smoke, baptizing this land full of death, as if mourning at the end, and as if it was a strong journey for the dead.

Charles' deep eyes were taken back from the corpse, and he looked at Bisman without dodging. The slight mockery at the corner of his mouth became more vivid, which made Bisman's angry heart accelerate the ups and downs of his chest, and he was about to explode.

"Charles, I admit that you first saw the true face of the God of Chaos, and you also found an opportunity to take us out, but this does not prove that you must be a wise leader. If you only want to arouse my anger, you may be disappointed. You cannot see the moment when I lose my mind..."

Bisman thought he had seen Charles' purpose clearly and used the same ridicule to confront him. The hot flames in his heart were burning, drawing the symbol of ambition. There was no better chance than forcing Charles to abdicate at this time. As long as Charles' leadership is seized, he would have the final say in the future. Of course, he would not treat Charles badly. The title of deputy commander is enough to reward Charles for his achievements.

"On the battlefield, the lives of officers and soldiers are like fireworks. After they are brilliant, they will wither. The difference is that the last glory blooms is under the attention of the crowd or the wilderness of no one? If there is no awareness of death, what qualifications are there to bear the trust of 100,000 officers and soldiers for life? What qualifications are there to wear this straight military uniform? Soldiers have the responsibility of soldiers. They will not ask about the dirty hidden behind the war. They obey orders and die in battle. The officers have the obligation of officers. They must be responsible for the lives of soldiers. They will wither at the most brilliant time and cheer for victory. As long as you remember, the value of the army's existence is for victory, and the officers must lead the soldiers to the end of victory..."

The dispute between the two people determines the direction of the future fleet. Bisman questioned the heavy casualties. More natural person officers came to this hilly hills of scattered flames and smoke to witness the war between Charles and Bisman.

Charles' words made many officers ponder. At this time, they were no longer as angry as before. The buffering of time made them gradually calm down. Although today's battle was heavy, it finally won and was a big victory.

As long as your eyes are not blind and your mind is not broken, you will understand that the most elite guard of the Chaos God King has been completely wiped out in today's battle. In other words, it was not until now that he truly escaped the pursuit of the Chaos God King. This is why Bisman made an attack at this time. If it were yesterday, no one would dare to believe that the fleet could defeat the guard.

"Everyone can say these words, but it is a fact that the fleet was destroyed, and it is also a fact that the casualties were heavy. Your adjutant sent the coordinates of the fleet to the pursuers, which led to the discovery of the fleet. It is even more unquestionable."
Chapter completed!