Resurrection Empire

Chapter 1439: Chapter 543: My Turf, My Rules

A terrifying suspicion arose in the hearts of these pirate elites.

When Earl Red Blade’s first expeditionary army took over nearly a quarter of the Shattered Star Ring area, they immediately began preparing for this super long-range strike.

Over forty years ago, these super long-range missiles, coated with stealth paint, were launched from the Golden Dog Pirate Group’s base, flying almost perpendicular to the Shattered Star Ring’s ecliptic plane, moving away from the Shattered Star Ring and the Nanxiang Star Cluster.

Due to their extremely tricky flight paths and the use of stealth coatings, no forces, including the Nanxiang Military and Political Center, ever noticed the existence of these missiles.

They continued to silently fly through space.

After more than twenty years of flight, the missiles heading in two directions reached their relative highest points, then began their parabolic descent back.

At this exact moment today, they arrived at this battlefield and delivered the final fatal blow to the Pirate Alliance.

This was a super long-range cover strike spanning decades of time and several light years of distance.

Clearly, Earl Red Blade was by no means a benevolent figure; he had aimed from the start to completely crush the pirate forces within the Shattered Star Ring.

The surviving pirates turned to look at the direction of the Second Red Blade Expeditionary Army, which, albeit positioned in the geometric center of the blast zone, had managed to evade all impact, remaining completely unscathed. They thought to themselves.

They believed this was the chosen battleground, a supposed ambush where they had the upper hand, yet preparations for war had begun forty to fifty years ago.

If we had not actively abandoned information flow technology and remained vigilant, we might have detected this looming danger in advance.

If we still had a command center, we would have charged into the battle zone’s center en masse from the start, instead of executing the foolish strategy provided by Nanxiang Marquis.

If not for that Fold Jump Battleship dragging down Pakuiao Pirate Group’s deployment, we might have ended this war long ago.

If Fudin Pacquiao’s flagship hadn’t fallen so quickly in the earlier bizarre attack, perhaps we could have regrouped, sustaining our offensive, rather than scattering and fleeing into this missile coverage zone.

If Grue Augustus had successfully slipped out of the interference range of the information flow, perhaps he could have detected these missiles...

Unfortunately, there were no ’ifs.’

The outcome of this battle was the Second Red Blade Expeditionary Army facing and almost annihilating the enemy forces.

Nearly two more hours passed, and the shockwaves from the chain of nuclear fusion explosions finally began to dissipate, accompanied by the diffusion of light and radiation.

After the clamor, calm would ultimately prevail.

At this moment, many surviving pirates remained nervously stationed in place, with only a few pirate ships mustering enthusiasm again, heading towards the distance with a one-way momentum.

Those remaining did not have the courage for a final stand; they stayed simply because their luck was good enough to survive, yet not good enough. Their ships had been severely damaged in that cosmos-wide explosion earlier, losing mobility.

As for those still capable of escaping, their hearts were hardly at ease.

They witnessed the apocalyptic weapon’s eruption, and after many years, they felt the mighty iron fist of the Imperial Earl once more.

To make it worse, it wasn’t the Nanxiang Marquis Liu An, whom they feared for thousands of years; rather, it was a newly-risen Earl from a hundred years ago, an unknown figure two hundred years ago—Earl Red Blade, Ren Zhong.

The series of superchain mega-explosions that seemed to devour the universe inflicted a massive psychological impact on them.

Having been born in such a peripheral area of civilization as the Shattered Star Ring, and having little opportunity to access the broader world of Imperial civilization through the information flow internet, they had never realized that humans could possess such power.

This exceeded the limits of their imagination.

In their worldview, gravitational disasters were already the grandest and most awe-inspiring scenes within the universe.

Now, they finally gained insight, having learned a lesson, albeit at a somewhat high cost.

Even if they managed to survive by luck, their hearts remain engulfed in great fear, their hands trembled uncontrollably, and the future seemed filled with confusion.

Earl Red Blade’s nature was exposed through one brutal massacre, leaving no one bold enough to harbor any illusions in their hearts.