"Although the combat power is only at the Great Sage Completion stage, under this ability, the overall strength is no less than that of some main god realm powerhouses," Deputy Liu stared blankly at the battle on the screen.
"Little Li, you are the crystallization of an eighth-level technological civilization. Are there higher technological civilizations in this universe?" Zhou Ningdong looked at Little Li beside him with a solemn expression.
"Master, in the past universe, there were ninth-level and even tenth-level technological civilizations."
Past, meaning they are gone now.
Hearing Little Li's answer, Zhou Ningdong and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Combat machines produced by eighth-level technological civilizations were comparable to main gods, so what about ninth-level civilizations? They could not imagine.
One must know that the most terrifying aspect of technological civilizations is their production capacity. As long as a product exists, it can almost be mass-produced on an assembly line. If these combat machines could be mass-produced, it would likely have a earth-shattering impact on the Ten Directions Empire, and even the existing overall system.
"Master, don't worry. Currently, there are only two technological civilizations in the universe, and the highest level is only a third-level technological civilization," Little Li seemed to sense Zhou Ningdong's worry and explained.
"That's good. If the enemy possessed the production line for machines like yours, we would have no other option but to wait for death."
Zhou Ningdong completely put away his previous contempt and thought carefully. These liquid combat machines could only be completely destroyed by special flames or powerful beings at the Monarch Completion stage and above. If such things were mass-produced, even peak realm experts would have to retreat.
"Little Li, if these combat machines are already so powerful, what is the combat power of our main cannons? And how much attack power can the shield system intercept?" Deputy Lin was a former naval officer and was full of interest in the Void Battleship. However, considering Little Li's lack of understanding of the cultivation realm classifications, he directly used combat power values.
"Hehe, Deputy Lin, you asked at the right time. The power value of our battleship's main cannons was set at fifty million. If we consider the planets in the universe, this one shot is equivalent to destroying a planet. And the shield's protection system is also ninety million."
Ninety million! One shot to destroy a planet? What kind of concept was that?
Zhou Ningdong's heart trembled when he heard this.
When they tested the combat power of the combat machines, they had also asked Little Li the same question. At that time, Little Li's answer was that the combat robots had a combat power value of one million.
A combat machine comparable to a main god had a combat power value of one million, while the main cannons had a combat power value of ninety times that of the combat machines! This single shot had a power comparable to a peak realm early stage combatant!
And the battleship had sixteen main cannons, which was equivalent to sixteen peak realm experts. Coupled with the auxiliary weapons, this was simply an impregnable fortress.
"It seems we won't need to take turns on guard duty when we log into the game anymore," Deputy Liu said with a smile upon hearing Little Li's words.
Their group, "Sting," currently had only 120,000 members, but their mission was no less than that of group armies. Even in the game, they had to roam various locations in the eight divine cities, secretly helping An Chenyu deplete the high-end combat power of the seven races.
At that time, Zhou Ningdong's requirement was to conquer at least one star field every day and eliminate at least one million alien races in the eight divine cities! It could be said that for these missions, they were filled with fear and insecurity whenever they logged into the game.
With five hundred thousand combat machines plunging into the enemy ranks, the soldiers with only the Sun Realm cultivation barely had time to react before they were killed. The liquid metal on their bodies also became extremely hard at this moment, and even if these soldiers used their full strength, the marks they left would quickly recover.
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"What kind of monsters are these? Why are they unkillable?" The enemy leader watched the silver-white liquid writhing in the void, his sanity on the verge of collapse.
As a Monarch realm expert, he had directly split one person in half with a single sword strike, but he saw that no blood flowed from the severed part, nor did he see any internal organs. Instead, it was more like a ball of dough, with the severed part being silver-white and extremely smooth.
Furthermore, right before his eyes, it turned into a pool of silver-white liquid, and after coalescing together, it returned to its original form.
"General Han, the enemy's strength is too great. In just one exchange, we lost more than twenty percent of our men. If this continues, we will be annihilated!"
At this moment, a deputy commander in the Monarch realm rushed over, looking disheveled.
"Damn it, didn't the allied forces in the star field and the guys from the Gol Star Field say they would come to reinforce us? Have they been notified?"
General Han wiped the blood splattered on his face and asked with a hoarse voice.
"Half an hour before we set off, we sent someone to inform... They are here." The deputy commander was speaking when he suddenly seemed to have discovered something and his face was full of surprise.
"Damn it, two star field allied forces, with over thirty billion soldiers, and they only sent over a hundred million here? And they are all Star Realm cultivators, with the highest-ranking leader only in the Monarch realm. Their combat power is not even as good as ours?"
General Han's divine sense also detected the army that appeared on his flank, but upon seeing the cultivation of the reinforcing soldiers, he was so angry that he cursed. Cultivators of this level, in front of cultivators comparable to the main god realm, let alone one hundred million, even ten billion would be fodder.
He simply could not understand why the allied forces of two star fields, with nearly thirty million quasi-saints and over four hundred million Sun Realm cultivators, would specifically assign the weakest Star Realm cultivators to the legion.
Star Realm, Moon Realm, and then Sun Realm! And the Sun Realm was still three Saint realms away from the main god realm. Such a gap could not be compensated by numbers alone.
"General, it seems that whether it's us or the reinforcements that have arrived, we have all been abandoned. General, let's retreat. At worst, our Kadou Planet can withdraw from the alliance."
By now, more than half of their five million soldiers had died.
"Retreat? Do you think we still have a chance to retreat?" General Han's face was filled with bitterness. He looked at the far greater number of his remaining soldiers, but he had to admit that his remaining over two million soldiers had already been surrounded by the fifty million monsters on the other side.
"General Han, I didn't expect that after you five million soldiers came, you would sacrifice more than half of your men without killing even a single enemy. The creatures of your Kadou Planet truly live up to their reputation as trash." Just as General Han was frowning, a divine sense sounded in his mind.
Even this divine sense was completely uninhibited, and it was not only the deputy commander but also the soldiers fighting the liquid combat robots who heard it clearly.