However, it was said that after Kaidron left the Youzhu battlefield, he immediately escaped into the Symbolic Realm and galloped all the way to the Diruip Star Realm at a speed of 100,000 times the speed of light.

However, due to the peculiar spatial curvature of the symbolic domain, his navigation path at the macro level has been constantly zigzagging forward and backward, seriously slowing down his navigation speed.

If calculated compared to the distance in the actual starry sky, the speed of Kedelon is only one billion to 2.5 billion kilometers per second.

Generally speaking, it is about one hour and a half light-year distance. (For details of the spatial curvature anomaly in the symbolic domain, see Chapter 173)

Fortunately, when Mu Cang assigned the task previously, he had already transmitted all the specific information and exact locations of the 197 planets in the Mercury Empire to Kaidron's mind. (Original work 173 Planets in Time and Space, details

See Chapter 200)

Therefore, he selected the mercury planet from these data that was closest to him, only about three light years away, and also close to the intermediate tunnel, as the beginning of this genocide operation.

Otherwise, if we fly blindly like this, I really don’t know how long it will take.

And this target planet is the Kalanos planet, an important military planet specially used by the Mercury Empire to dock, process and defend against various changes in the Youzhu battlefield.

Name: Karanos.

Size: 18,700 kilometers in diameter.

Terrain: Many hills and canyons, rich surface rock resources, very little water resources, and no lakes or oceans.

Climate: Extremely dry, with temperatures around 85°c to 220°c and almost no precipitation.

Permanent population: approximately 258 million people.

Various facilities: a strategic-level orbital combat platform, 3,672 space outposts, 15 military airports, 32 large weapons depots, 187 resource depots, and five interstellar

Mining bay, eight space docks, two military intelligent equipment manufacturing factories, three ship parts automation factories, ten aura-energy conversion centers, six fighter/mecha manufacturing centers, five antimatter source pool preparation factories, three

There are three biological plug-in manufacturing centers, six mechanical plug-in manufacturing centers, twelve large-scale composite baryon (silicon element) fusion facilities, eight large-scale ship waste heat control and processing centers, one supreme military command center, two strategic research centers,

Five tactical command posts, six large-scale soldier training grounds, three star-level military supercomputing centers, 15 large-scale military nanomaterial preparation centers, eight military combat body assembly centers, and 178 three-dimensional mercury-based

Farms and ranches, twelve large medical centers, 307 rapid treatment stations for soldiers, fifteen very large mercury vapor production and emission centers, one medium-sized interstellar mercenary contact and operation center, five medium-sized mercenary barracks,

Three small mercenary spaceports, etc.

Ship overview: one space war fortress, two defensive space megastructures, seven military space carrier platforms, 132 large physical/laser rail guns, 125,500 small space automatics

Forts (of various types), 950 construction ships, 700 thirty transport ships, 880 engineering ships, 1,500 exploration ships, 5,600 frigates, 4,800

light cruisers, 1,200 cruisers, 950 heavy cruisers, 120 quasi-dreadnought-class battleships, 95 Dreadnought-class battleships, 40 Titan-class battleships, and five Destruction-class destroyers

Starships and more.

In the endless void.

"The strategic configuration is quite complete. If the preparations before the war are sufficient, perhaps the creatures below the overlord level will never return."

After several hours of continuous sailing, Kedelun finally arrived at his destination. He suddenly jumped from the depths of the spiritual world into the real starry sky. He raised his scarlet eye and looked at the star in the hazy lake from a distance of tens of billions of kilometers. He suddenly smiled:

"But to me, these fancy war 'toys'...are all meaningless."

After that, he turned his head to look at the space outpost more than 100,000 kilometers away in the void to the right, and galloped away like a lake.

…

Millions of kilometers away in the outer space of Karanos, Space Outpost 225.

"It's so boring."

In the hall of the [Outpost Observation Room] with a radius of several hundred meters, a tall and thin mercury soldier with a somewhat lazy expression was drinking a pure black high-temperature bottled mercury-based drink while hunching his back to operate the photon not far away.

The network's skinny mercury cleric complained:

"Chrismon, how long do you think this [Serious Examination Operation] will last? Inexplicably, Kalanos has not passed the [Strict Examination] for a hundred cold star weeks, but since the spirit linked to the Youzhu battlefield

After the world information network collapsed inexplicably, my superiors got crazy. I practiced every day, every day, to the point where I didn’t dare to leave the dormitory. I was caught alive and had to practice until I died. If I continued like this, it would be really hard to be in the army.

I can’t mess around anymore, I might as well retire and go home.”

"Actually, I heard from the gossip that something happened at Youzhu battlefield, so the higher-ups are very nervous right now, so they are pressing down one level at a time, saying that they want to maintain everyone's fighting capacity."

Civilian Clerk Chris Meng sighed tiredly and stopped moving. "To be honest, you are okay. At least you are a professional military personnel. You can resist no matter how tired you are. Besides, that's what you should do. Why are you complaining?"

?If you want to complain, it’s my fault!”

Speaking of this, Khrismen knocked on the network light screen full of resentment and said: "What about the queue assessment, the vehicle assessment, the combat body debugging assessment, the weapon operation assessment, the tactical literacy assessment, and the damn physical assessment!

What can I do that my small body can do? I am a clerical worker, do you understand? I still have a lot of work to do every day? If I don't finish it, I will be deducted! I was told to reduce my work.

Did you measure it? No! They are all pretending to be deaf and dumb! They are all fucking fooling around!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. He turned around and glared at the mercury soldier who was slumped on the round chair and said angrily: "Calender! Are you still complaining? What a fart! Your salary is five times higher than mine!"

"Hey, you can't say that, my good brother, my salary is pure money for selling my life. Any life that can be sold is a cheap life."

Kalender, a soldier of the mercury tribe, waved his hands lazily and said, "If there is going to be a war someday, then I will die and I will sell my life.

When the time comes, the most you can do is leave the rear and write me a report on the burial. No laser cannon can hit your head. Look, how happy it will be."

"Have a good time! I don't know you yet?"

Khrismon sneered and said, "You are just a fake person who came here to gain qualifications. I guess you will actually go to the battlefield by then, and the supervising team will use their guns to challenge me. You, maybe you will receive the news in advance.

Retire and go back to your hometown to continue enjoying your life."

"Hehehehe." Callender touched his head and said without hesitation, "That is, I have designated not to go to the battlefield, and I am not the only one who is missing. We Dregail (Mercury Tribe's home planet) people work all day long.

There is nothing but eating and drinking, so what are you trying to do for someone else, risking your life."

Herismon was stunned when he heard the words, shook his head helplessly, continued to cheer up and get into work, and no longer paid attention to his harmful friend Callender.

But at this moment, the alarm bell suddenly rang.

[Level 3 alert! Space Outpost 3083 has been compromised, suspected of intrusion by hostile forces]

"Uh, No. 3083... seems to be the farthest outpost, about 10 billion kilometers away from here."

The tentacles on Callender's cheeks trembled slightly, "I remember... Karanos hasn't been invaded in the past hundred cold star weeks, right?"

"What a hundred cold star weeks!"

Khrismon raised his voice and retorted, "Kalanos has never been invaded! This is the hinterland of the empire, and it is close to the Youzhu battlefield. Who can invade?! The Demon Brain Clan? Do they have this strength?"

Callender was stunned when he heard these words, and then said out of nowhere:

"Do you think... some super life form or... a powerful spiritual species emerged from the Youzhu battlefield?"

"whispering sound!"

Khrismon said in a loud voice, "What are you thinking about? There is nothing inside except a columnar nebula, and the only thing that can come out of it is the imperial fleet."

"But all previous battles have never lasted that long." Callender lowered his head and murmured, "Something is wrong. I suddenly have a strong premonition... something big may happen!"

Hearing these words, Khrismen couldn't help but look him up and down, and couldn't help but say:

"No... I said it's just a level three alarm, so your reaction was too much.

According to me, it may be that the outpost was attacked by spiritual species or hit by a meteorite. Although the probability is very small, it is not impossible."

"No, no, no, I don't know how to explain it to you." Callender shook his head, "Anyway, forget it if you don't believe it, I have to leave first."

With that said, he got up, packed his things, and prepared to leave the [Outpost Observation Room].

But at this moment, the alarm bell rang again.

[Level 3 alert! Space Outpost 2905 has been compromised, suspected of intrusion by hostile forces]

[Level 3 alert! Space Outpost 2726 has been compromised, suspected of intrusion by hostile forces]

[Level 3 alert! Space Outpost 2305 has been compromised, suspected of intrusion by hostile forces]

…

[Level 2 alert! Space Outpost 1244 has been compromised, suspected of intrusion by hostile forces]

The alarm bell screamed continuously as if it had been beaten, shocking Callender and Khrismon to the point where they froze on the spot.

Especially Chrysmon.

He suddenly realized... something big might really happen.

"In just ten seconds, more than a dozen space outposts fell, and even the alarm was upgraded!" Khrismon stammered:

"Is it possible that, as you said, there is... some dangerous 'thing' emerging from the Youzhu battlefield?!"

By this time, Callender was no longer afraid.

He calmly adjusted the thin military-style space suit outside his body, turned to Khrismon, who was sitting in a round chair in a daze, and said in a deep voice:

"What I'm thinking about now is...the outpost fell so fast. If we calculate it based on the straight-line distance, the unknown entity that launched the attack...is infinitely close to the speed of light!"

"It's too late to activate the escape ship." Callender suddenly tore open the space fabric on his arm, revealing a crystal bracelet.

"Folding Space Bracelet!"

Khrismon recognized him at a glance, "You are so brave, Master Callender."

Callender ignored him and activated the retractable function of the bracelet.

Buzz——
To be continued...