When Alzera was eight hundred and seventy-five years old, he did two things. He went to the grave of his wife. After that, he enlisted in the army.

Going to the grave for his wife is not a big deal, after all, even with the long life of the Atrium people, death is inevitable, and for them, in the long cycle of life, death is only a necessary step, everyone will eventually return to the mother tree and become a part of eternity, the old Alzera feels that even he is very likely to be inspired by the saint at any time to leave this material world, not to mention that his wife is a little older than him, but this time is different.

Very different.

The death of the gracious old woman, Alzera's wife, was not normal. The natural lifespan of the people of the Atrium is more than 1,000 years, and even if they die, most of them will slowly wither, and this painless time will last for one to two years before the soul of the person concerned can die of calm exhaustion. But Alzera knew very well that his beloved wife had not left peacefully. It died from an anomalous gravitational movement on the space station, a man-made meteorite attack, and as a result, the old lady died without a body, and even the psionic energy did not return to the mother tree, but dissipated into the endless sea of stars.

It's just too bad. Alzera thought so. Lonely in the sky, will she feel lonely? The starry sky is so vast, will she be able to find her way home? Her soul may still be adrift in the sea of stars, waiting for the day when she will pick her up. But this is just a beautiful fantasy, the dissipation of psionic energy means the death of the soul, she can't wait for the day when he goes to pick her up, the old man silently stares at the inscription on the tombstone: Beloved wife and mother. This is the annotation of the other party's life, pale and powerless, and he knows that his wife, the venerable woman who has accompanied him through the six hundred and ninety-two years of the rotation of the mother planet, the mother of their four children, has completely died, and his soul has dissipated in the sea of stars, even if he returns to the mother tree after his death, he will never see each other again. This is an eternal parting.

And the reason for all this is those void monsters.

That damn she-beast.

Alzera didn't stay in the cemetery for long. He knew that standing alone in front of the wooden tombstone was no different from a damn fool, that it should have something more important to do, and that it was far more worth the effort than paying tribute to the dead. His wife was dead, and all he saw was a well-dressed mound, where there was no value in wasting time, and it was a great waste for an old atrium man who had not lived much.

So in the afternoon of that day, the old man opened the enlistment office of the fifty-first district of the Flower Garden. After getting the advice of his three sons and a daughter, and angrily reprimanding the office staff as an elder, Alzera, a former Omega-level psyker, returned to the army he had left for three hundred and fifty years, and the next day, he returned to the universe, and in the next day, he was already serving in the Third Squadron of the Colony of the Garden of Flowers, with the rank of lieutenant colonel, and the position of deputy leader of the first special operations group.

He returned to the army that he had vowed never to go back again, and he broke his promise, which was not unfaithful, because the once young and vigorous Alzera was dead, and now he was just an old man who avenged his dead wife, and everything was as simple as that, that's all.

The addition of a former Omega Psyker is exciting for any fleet. Although their abilities are insignificant in the universe, with the assistance of the special facilities of the battleship, they can easily release thunderstorms that shatter meteorite groups, and they can also detect enemies thousands of miles away, and they can even directly scan planets with psionic energy in the universe to know if there is life on them. And the name of the special operations group, although it sounds very peculiar, is actually easy to understand by changing the name: space fighter pilot.

The Atrium people's living warships are so large and their weapons are so scarce, so in the face of some special situations, they will be helpless against some creatures and things close to the battleship, and this is the time for the special operations team to take action, these capable psionics will fly specially designed space fighters, with psionic beams to protect the safety of the battleship, if the pilot is an omega-class psionic, he can even pose a threat to enemy battleship-class targets with a single plane. Alzera is exactly that kind of person, his power can easily penetrate the armor of a battleship under the amplification of the fighter, although using this level of psionic energy at his age will damage the lifespan, but since the pilot himself doesn't care, then who cares?

The old man didn't care, he just wanted revenge, even if it cost his life.

"The 3rd Squadron issued an emergency bulletin, a warning, and the 3rd Squadron issued an emergency bulletin."

Hearing the piercing siren in his ears, Alzera opened his silver-blue eyes, the burning materialized spiritual energy flowing in his pupils, the old man was now wearing a full white cosmic combat suit, staying in the locker room of the special operations team, although his body was old, his ears were still useful, he could hear the content of the alarm.

"A large number of psionic reactions have been detected in the direction of the Tumen Star Field, and there is a super-large mass target in the warping space - it can be completely determined that the warping space is the first sequence target, a super lifeform codenamed the Void Mother Beast, and all the staff are ready for combat at the first level!"

"Compatriots, we must fight with all our might! Behind us is the Garden of Flowers, the last colony star of our Atrium people, we have no way to retreat, if we fall, the enemy can hit the home planet directly! ”

Alzera listened silently to the impassioned speech on the radio, his heart was unwavering, but this did not mean that the old man did not want to go into battle to kill the enemy, on the contrary, he wanted to, more than everyone else. But what psionics need most is peace of mind, only peace of mind can channel endless power from the light in their hearts, as a former omega-level psionic who is unable to exert his full strength simply because of old age, Alzera knows that the more he wants to kill those void monsters, the more he needs to be calm, calm to death, in order to bring death to his enemies.

"Here we are."

Alzera heard the sound of neat footsteps, the footsteps of other members of the Special Operations Team as they came to the locker room to change their combat uniforms. He stood up from the chair in the locker room and took a deep breath, the old man could feel the spiritual energy of this battleship, the spiritual energy that burned like fire was suppressed by countless minds, and it was calm without the slightest fluctuation, just like a fire burning in the abyss, and he couldn't even see the flickering of light. The Third Fleet is mostly made up of the remnants of the Root Court colonists and exiled fleets, whose hometowns have been devoured by mother beasts, the organic resources that their families have turned into fluids have been sucked by monsters, and psionic energy has become the nourishment of the herd, and the entire planet has been reduced to ashes in the raging flames. The Sage testifies that this is a group of avengers, and now, they have taken up arms.

So......

"It's time for revenge, boys."

The old man who stood up stared at the group of atrium people who had opened the door to the locker room, their bare skin outside their uniforms and all sorts of strange tattoos. 'Avengers', 'For the sake of the child', 'Farewell to the mother'. These are simple words that make people silent, even though they are just a few words. The survivors of these Root Court stars have lost everything and only lives remain.

The silver-blue eyes containing spiritual energy looked at each other staggeredly, and they nodded to each other silently, the middle-aged atrium man who took the lead. The leader of the Special Operations Group, another Omega-level psyker, said in a dry, deep voice, "It's time to begin." ”

It really began.

The Atrium Star Colony, the Flower Garden Star of the Far Beam Star Field, the three fleets slowly sailed out of the seven large space stations, the first fleet was well-equipped, both the external armor and the looming psionic shields were perfect, the second fleet looked a little old, it should be the main warships of the previous generation that had been sealed for a long time, and the third fleet was mostly broken, even if it had been repaired, you could still see the scars of their past. The total number of the three fleets has exceeded two thousand, this is the last fleet that the Atrium people have abandoned the economic system and all the military industry can come up with, and they are the galactic power second only to the central fleet of the home planet. Among them, there are young people who joined the army to protect their hometowns, elite soldiers who have served for more than 200 years, and retired veterans who did not hesitate to give up their stable lives to return to the army for revenge.

But now, no matter who they were, what past and hatred they had, now, with the silent vibration of the psionic engine in the cosmic space, the silver-blue ripples reverberated in the black background and the white starlight, and all the Atrium soldiers had only one last thought left in their hearts.

Combat.

And then, die here.

- Buzz!! ——

A few hours later, at the edge of the distant galaxy, countless dense ripples suddenly appeared, this ripple was like rain falling on the surface of a lake, countless concentric circles, large or small, appeared on the surface of space almost at the same time, the thunder of the psionic stars crisscrossed these vortices, and the 'storm' generated by the energy even blew away the thin nebula material at the edge of the galaxy, just like the most violent giant brushed the earth with his own hand, sweeping away all the existence above it.

"The enemy's vanguard has arrived in the Far Beam Star Field!"

The Atrium Fleet, which had long known the direction of the enemy's attack, had long been waiting here, and the rapid battlefield alarm was repeated in the psionic network of all warships, and all the captains and soldiers also confirmed this, and they clearly saw the scene from the edge of the galaxy they did not want through the optical lens: countless strange shapes, not hideous, but giving people an instinctive fear of the void monsters like ants, swarming out of space, they were of different sizes, the large ones were several kilometers long, comparable to battleships, and the small ones were only a few meters in size, It is more than ten times smaller than a space fighter.

The three types of Void Monsters, known as 'Detection', 'Main Class', and 'Giant Species', have begun to end their migration and leap out of the subspace.

Without exception, these terrifying monsters all release the light of spiritual energy, which is the power they took from the dead of the Folby and the Atrium Man, as soon as they appeared in the universe, they began to spontaneously spread around, just like a virus, you can see the dark green energy fluctuations spreading, faintly confronting the silver-blue light of the Atrium Man.

"Don't let them get off the battlefield! Even if one is left, there is a risk of huge losses in the rear! ”

Sitting on the seat of his own fighter, Alzera was wearing an auxiliary breathing mask, he heard his captain's command, and with this order, the old man sensed that the battleship he was in was starting at full strength, he could sense that the psionic engine was running at full capacity, and he could sense that the endless energy was converging, converging into a huge spear of light.

In the next moment, the spear of light was fired.

And he also got the order: the special operations team was immediately dispatched to clean up the possible monster remains. The old man couldn't help but laugh, and the pipe with the auxiliary breathing mask vibrate.

The final war—at least for him, for the Avenger, who had no intention of surviving.

Here we go.

In just an instant, thousands of rays of light converged into spears and shot towards the cluster of monsters in the distance, the long distance of space made it take several seconds for the light to arrive, but these were all salvos predicted according to each leaping orbit, so there was no doubt that those void monsters who had just signed out of the psionic vacuum had really taken a blow - and the result was indeed devastating, the temperature of the atrium people's psionic light spear exceeded a million degrees, and it could vaporize all the matter in the mortal world, and after penetrating the target, The next Manifestation of the Psionic Light Spear will bring another wave of million-degree shards, each of which can easily kill any life, burning them into a cosmic torch.

Void monsters can't resist this power, these appearance is like a virus, the first wave of the Plague Evil God Clan was without exception knocked down by a continuous stream of light spears, the high temperature ignited their bodies, turning them into interstellar dust, these monsters have just come out of the migration, and they have not had time to release their power, they can only leave a cloud of ashes under the fierce attack of the atrium people, and now the edge of the Far Light Star Field has completely become a sea of energy agitation, it even affects the migration, Many Void Monsters have not even escaped yet, and they have been lost in the Void Realm due to the changes in time and space caused by the huge energy.

Even if there are those who are caught, they will be hunted by the outer swarms of swarm-like space fighters, these fighters generally piloted by high-level psionics have a certain short-distance jumping ability, they are extremely flexible, they can easily hunt the void monsters below the kilometer level, many monsters in the universe in this way painfully swirl their tentacles and arthropods, let out a silent roar, and then died under the salvo of thousands of beam cannons.

There is no doubt that the first wave of the Atrium people achieved remarkable results, in just a few minutes, they killed tens of thousands of giant void monsters, and countless small ones, most of them turned into ashes under the aftermath of the light spear, but for hundreds of years, the commander-in-chief of the three fleets did not have any excited looks, on the contrary, their faces changed almost at the same time: miscalculated!

It's not a miscalculation in terms of strategy, the Void Monsters have no intelligence, even the mother beasts are not like in the story, they have the will to dominate all the monsters, they are actually a mass of physical plagues that rely on instinct to multiply and reproduce, they are huge chaos viruses, and the people of the Atrium miscalculated the quantity.

"Two hundred, ten thousand?!"