"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh..."
"Boom!"
"Rumble..."
As Lin Long gave the order, Lin Dongwen and the others retreated, having already lost about a quarter of their forces, leaving twelve or thirteen bodies in the starry sky.
Meanwhile, sixty Constant Star Level Warships gathered behind them and without hesitation launched a round of volleys. The warship energy beams streaked across the starry sky, weaving into a net that forced Chen Tang and his comrades to dodge and retreat...
"Boss, let's fight them..."
"Daring to challenge us with sixty broken warships? That's a death wish!"
Meng Shaotao gritted his teeth, like an enraged lion. If he held command of the fleet, he would have ordered a counterattack long ago.
But clearly, Chen Tang had a different plan. His brows furrowed as he retreated, dodging the warship energy beams in the starry sky, with his mind racing.
