Chapter 222

Thousands of light-years away from the earth, the light transmission gate composed of six metal rings stands on the plain. The rings are nested layer by layer, thousands of meters high in diameter alone.

Outside the huge transmission gate, the zitari army is like a giant beast located on the plain. Tens of thousands of steel serpentine spaceships are densely suspended in the air. Even if there are millions of troops, you can hear the roar of the wind through the steel ring. The zetarians are also a powerful, cruel and arrogant race in the broader cosmic civilization.

"There's something wrong with the space-time gate, rocky waste!" sneered a zitari who covered half his face in his cloak. He had the usual fierce spirit of their race and the wind brought by walking had a smell of blood.

On the light screen in front of the zetari researcher next to him, the values representing the stability parameters of the portal soared all the way. Several anxious people were sweating and flustered.

A researcher who seemed to have some status looked at the runaway curve on the light screen and said anxiously, "it seems that the second portal is opening on the opposite side! We contacted rocky. He didn't do it. It may be human."

"Opposite? Isn't that the earth?" the Toupeng man was surprised.

But soon he came back to himself, looked at the portal that constantly released energy and laughed: "the earth people actually tried to open the portal to zitari. They are looking for their own death. I have never seen a race so greedy. They are weak like insects and try to invade our planet, ha ha!"

The zetari officers around laughed together.

"The weak and stupid race is not qualified to survive in this world." the cloak man shouted. He took out his sword and pointed it at the portal and roared, "soldiers, let me run over those insects!"

Zitari's soldiers shouted, "run them over!"

The expressions on the faces of all zitari soldiers were ferocious and excited. They smiled grimly, wiped the ray gun in their hands, and figured out how to conquer the weak planet and kill on it. Several slave traders in the star bowed aside, smiling and discussing the sale of earth slaves with several zitari officers.

Zitari is a military race. Science, technology, culture and economy are based on strong military strength. In other words, they are not an independent race at all, but a professional army to eliminate hegemony. They plundered and conquered other planets and civilizations, plundered wealth, and sold the aborigines of the conquered planet to this slave merchant, which was their important source of income.

"Something's wrong, chief!" the scholar said uneasily. "The opposite side is trying to control the portal with us. They're trying to control the gate on our side."

"What does that mean?" the cloak man didn't care.

"It shows that their space technology is better than us..." the scholar said uneasily pointing to the curve on the light screen: "the two portal have realized energy flow. Even if we cut off the energy supply, the cosmic cube can maintain the portal. The space warpage data has been beyond our control..."

"Get to the point!" the man in the cloak shouted fiercely, which made the scholar tremble. He seemed to realize that he frightened the scholar. He relaxed a little and said, "what impact do these things have on us?"

Scholars omitted most of the content and said briefly, "we will not be able to close the portal!"

"So what?" the cloaked man opened his arms and motioned with his back to the zitari army. "Can't humans pose any threat to us? We have conquered countless planets and destroyed countless civilizations. The earth is just a trivial insect in front of these... It's easy to destroy them!"

The value representing the spatial warpage data on the nearby light screen suddenly broke through the red line. A dazzling light column rushed out of the portal into the sky, and the vibration overturned a crowd nearby. Dozens of zitari soldiers were swallowed up by the hot energy light column and cleared an empty space in front of the portal.

But this is just a one-way transmission, not a stable portal.

When the energy beam dissipated, only an iron gray metal ball remained there, about one meter and five in diameter, suspended high outside the atmosphere of zireta.

On the shell of the metal ball, the light blue trace of the energy column is very obvious, and the red light spots representing the warning are flashing constantly, sending out the warning sound of "didi", which is more and more urgent and louder, and soon there is only one continuous "didi!"

"What is this?" the cloak man wondered.

But soon he knew that after the red dot of the metal ball in mid air flickered and stagnated, it suddenly narrowed to a little and was swallowed up by the void.

With the metal ball as the center, a force field distorted to the extreme suddenly diffuses, sweeping the whole atmosphere in the shortest time. Where it passes, the void vibrates, the gravity is disordered, and the light is distorted. Any object that contacts this transparent force field wave will break into irregular fragments in an instant and shoot out in all directions.

The serpentine spacecraft suspended outside the atmosphere was swept by this wave, and the huge metal hull was suddenly twisted into a twist. The blood and flesh of the soldiers inside were sprayed out like pinched oranges, and the plasma and meat sauce were evenly sprinkled on the surrounding space.

The surrounding space is like a piece of white paper crumpled into a ball. The things painted on it are disrupted up, down, left and right, broken, crushed and evenly mixed together. Although it does not lose its shape, it goes beyond the inherent structure of three-dimensional space and rearranges in a chaotic high-dimensional way, but in the eyes of others, it is like being squeezed into a ball.

From the position of the metal ball to the portal in the atmosphere, a spherical space with a diameter of 300000 meters covers the area where most of the zerita army is located, and even covers a huge area of less than half a planet. The inherent structure of all matter has been completely disturbed.

Steel spaceships and small aircraft are twisted into strange shapes and compressed into solid metal balls one after another.

Zirita soldiers seem to have been squeezed by huge gravity, then flattened, rolled up, squeezed and repeated dozens of times. Their heads and feet are at the same level, and their brains and hips occupy a space.

Only a little farther away from this area can we see a relatively complete body. Because of the gravitational disorder caused by space shock, some organs were torn apart.

The time when all this happened was amazing. The last second was the zitari army, and the next second was full of corpses.

On the other side of the space gate, in the three-phase space gate control center of Beijing base, the intelligent brain stated in a calm and rigid voice: "the space concussion bomb is successfully launched, and the space-time gate will be stable again in three minutes."

"Hot bomb preparation!"

"Vacuum implosion bomb preparation!"

"Gravity distortion generator is ready!"

"In the final debugging of artificial intelligence, the next wave of bombing troops will be launched. The space cruise missiles of the Second Artillery Force will be in place, start the stealth of dark matter in deep space, and readjust the antimatter according to the space structure information to produce a chain reaction."

Human's super contact precision strike has achieved remarkable results.

What zetari's army never thought of was that they were subjected to such a brutal attack before they started. Before humans sent a soldier, they first came a group of over the horizon attacks according to their own war rhythm. Derived from the war experience of the earth age, human beings put supersaturated firepower at the enemy's assembly point.

In front of the portal, the zetarians were completely unprepared because of the dense formation required for transmission.