Abyss Solo
Chapter 373 - 175 We will crush the Insect Swarm_3

Chapter 373: 175 We will crush the Insect Swarm_3

In the battle zone ahead, a large number of opposing ships began to shift direction.

The Sherman Empire and the New Federation, the two most powerful entities in the Milky Way, both watched this sudden spectacle.

They discovered the Feinan, saw the White Ghost’s emblem, and even more, witnessed the tens of millions of insect swarms.

Thirty seconds later, the New Federation retreated comprehensively.

Already prepared to withdraw from the battlefield at any moment, they began retreating in batches, jumping.

Inside the Feinan, Yang Ming watched this scene expressionlessly, with the bigger issue being that insect swarms already appeared within the 180-degree range of vision in front of him.

The insect swarms attempted to encircle the Feinan.

"Boss, they seem to have activated some kind of force field, and we are experiencing some resistance," Lyu reminded beside him.

Hera had unknowingly walked up beside Yang Ming.

stood with hands behind the back by the mecha in the tail cabin, quietly waiting for orders from the bridge, slightly dazed at the ground.

"All energy supply to the engines."

"Yes, Boss."

The Feinan went dark all around, the longitudinal simulated gravitational field was lifted, leaving only the reverse gravity field to negate cabin acceleration.

The Feinan accelerated once more.

Relying on its still outstanding performance, it left the insect swarm on both sides firmly behind.

"Ming," Hera said softly, "it’s calling me."

Yang Ming did not reply.

Hera said, "I might try communicating with them, I could leave with them."

Yang Ming quietly asked back, "Do you think they would let go of their natural enemy?"

Hera could only remain silent.

"Compromise and retreat were never solutions to the problem," Yang Ming said softly, "we have to face difficulties, not circumvent them."

Hera bit her lip, reaching out to press Yang Ming’s shoulder.

Thump.

Hisssss.

The familiar starry sky appeared before Yang Ming again, and everything around seemed to vanish, but unlike before, he was now standing with his back to the dense green dots, with Hera by his side.

Yang Ming turned around, looking at the rear with Hera.

Behind those countless points of light, a gigantic ’simulation’ image stood still as though it could fill an entire constant star system.

This was a Mother Worm on the verge of evolving to the Sixth Rank.

It was no longer ugly—in whatever species’ aesthetic, it now possessed a certain aesthetic value.

Its size was between the Insect Race and humans, with a relatively clear yet expressionless face and features like a statue, its abdomen became elongated, encased with a veil-like membrane, and its upper body evolved into a semi-humanoid figure.

This essentially signified that the Insect Race, during the long war with humans, absorbed some human traits to perfect themselves.

At this moment, it felt Yang Ming’s gaze, through this Fake Mother Insect, crossing an unknown number of light-years, opened its eyes, revealing a complex multilayered ring structure within.

Hera opened her mouth and spoke softly:

’Kin...return...natural enemy...collapse...’

There was no irritation in Yang Ming’s heart, he raised his head and gazed at the Mother Worm, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

The Mother Worm opened its mouth, seemingly activating some command, emitting a piercing noise, causing Yang Ming a bit of dizziness and nausea.

But at that moment, a beam of light flashed, bursting into the mental world composed of Yang Ming, Hera, and the insect swarms.

"Boss! The Sherman fleet has begun attacking the insect swarm!"

Yang Ming suddenly turned around.

In the deep space, a screen of light woven from ion beams appeared!

The insects’ array was quickly torn open into pieces of holes!

"Sherman Empire calling White Ghost, Sherman Empire calling White Ghost, please respond if received."

Yang Ming picked up the dedicated intercom, "White Ghost receives."

"This is the expeditionary army of the Imperial Military, thank you for exposing the New Federation’s plot of ambushing with Insect Race, we will crush the swarm, please retreat to the following coordinates, we will protect your safety."

"I will leave the battlefield and later express sincere gratitude to the Imperial Military," Yang Ming said, "please tell me the name of your commander."

There was a pause from the other side.

"This is Admiral Thomas’ command center."

"Thanks, old friend, I shall visit to express my thanks soon."

Yang Ming closed the communication,

"Lyu, send those Fake Mother Insect coordinates over, Feinan begin jumping."

"Okay, Boss," Lyu’s voice also lightened up a lot.

Hera frowned and asked, "Why did they think this was the New Federation’s ambush? Wouldn’t the New Federation then attack from both sides..."

"This is politics," Yang Ming said, "I never thought, I would owe the Empire a favor."

Spatial ripples appeared in the sky area behind the Empire’s queue, and two Dreadnoughts appeared simultaneously, the escort formation around the Dreadnoughts synchronized their jumps in half a minute.

Yang Ming quietly watched the scene.

"Boss, restrictions lifted, we can jump."

"Uh-huh, aim as close as possible to the border of Wind and the Sherman Empire," Yang Ming responded, with a slight daze towards the Dreadnought’s realm.

Behind them, the insect swarms charged madly, but under the powerful fire suppression of Sherman’s expeditionary army, the swarms melted away like snow.

Dreadnought cannons charged.

Feinan’s hull quivered constantly, Yang Ming pressed the button, the hull leaving a colorful trail, disappearing directly in front of the swarms.