Tales Of The World Devouring Serpent Chapter 630: Special Starships (part 1)

Chapter 630: Special Starships (part 1)

This special single-command starship made by the Metaverse league is specially created to deal with world masters. This kind of starship can only be controlled by cosmic-level cultivators.

Moreover, even cosmic-level cultivators struggle to control this starship. In fact, they had to sacrifice the majority of their lifespan to control it. It’s been reported that most cosmic-level cultivators only have 10 years of life left after completing a mission through piloting this s.p.a.cecraft.

A cosmic-level cultivator is certainly not immortal, but they usually have a lifespan of thousands of years. This number might change depending on the race, but the span isn’t great.

From thousands of years to ten years, it’s no different from death for the average cosmic cultivator. This is a huge sacrifice, but it’s worth it if they can take down world masters.

“Vroom! Vroom!”

These relatively small starships slowly took off. Each group was composed of ten. The groups quickly broke up, then headed towards the 35 world masters.

“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Soon, these starships collide with the world masters on the opposite side. With each collision, a monstrous roar sounded, followed by terrifying shockwaves that shook the s.p.a.ce in this area.

Giant laser beams and antimatter bombs flew around, turning the surrounding area into a wasteland.

Ten of these starships were barely able to stop a world master.

Luo Feng calmly watched the battle for a few minutes, then set his gaze on the opposite camp. Now that their 35 world masters have been contained, he is curious to see what kind of trump card does the other side has.

“Are they finally going to send immortal-cla.s.s cultivators to the battle?”

Luo Feng thought as he looked at the opposite camp. The thought of battling warriors of the same level caused his blood to boil with excitement, a terrifying aura slowly rose from his body, shaking the surrounding area.

If the opponent’s Immortals are intending to take action, then he naturally will partic.i.p.ate in the battle.

On this battlefield and on the side of the Metaverse league, he is the sole immortal-cla.s.s cultivator. Only he is able to deal with the enemy’s immortals.

Luo Feng stared at the camp on the opposite side unblinkingly, but the enemy camp remained silent. Apart from sending more warriors to battle, no immortal-cla.s.s cultivator appeared.

Judging from their appearance, they intend to wait for the end of the battle in the middle of the battlefield.

At this moment, that battle has already entered a white-hot stage, with more than 300 starships and 35 world master-level powerhouses fighting in s.p.a.ce.

The starships were constantly being shot down, but soon after, other s.p.a.cecraft rose from the Metaverse camp and replaced them, continuing to fight.

The reason why they only arranged 10 starships per world master is for optimal teamwork.

Instead of using more starships to blindly besiege the enemy, it’s better to use a limited number of starships that have the highest degree of cooperation and maneuvering s.p.a.ce. In a battle of such a high level, one often needs to travel to several places at the same time with a speed beyond imagination. Without sufficient cooperation and control, it’s easy to collide or interfere with each other.

Therefore, to avoid this situation. The Metaverse devised countless experiments and trials before concluding that 10 starships are the optimal number. If one of the ten starships is destroyed, a new one will immediately replace it and continue to besiege the world master.

There are plenty of reserve starships, but the number of world masters is limited. After the initial frantic attack, these world masters suddenly discovered that they were trapped.

However, they were still not in a hurry, because in their opinion, they can’t be truly trapped by the formation of mere cosmic cultivators piloting ‘special’ starships.

Moreover, as world masters, they have their pride. They can’t easily escape, otherwise, they will face humiliation for the rest of their lives.

Under this war of attrition, the metaverse lost more than 200 cosmic-level warriors. On the other hand, none of the 35 world masters had fallen, but their stamina was gradually starting to fall back. Injuries also started to appear on their bodies.

It was also at this moment that Luo Feng quietly issued an order. Immediately afterward, several starships flew out to replace the recently destroyed starships.

However, these new starships are different from the previous ones. The pilots of the previous starships were all cosmic-cla.s.s, but the pilots of these new fighters are domain masters.

Compared to the powerful world masters, domain masters are just a level away. With their power and control, they can completely bring out the potential of the special s.p.a.cecraft.

Naturally, after they joined the fray, the situation changed.

Okada Shinwu is a world-level master of the Moon Seeker Empire. He partic.i.p.ated in this war with a playful mentality. He knew that there was a guy called Luo Feng amongst the enemy’s army.

This person is a true powerful immortal, a top powerhouse, but apart from this guy, the rest of the enemy’s cultivators are just a bunch of garbage.

Anyway, Shinwu Okada never took these people seriously.

In the beginning, just as he had imagined, these guys were really too weak. They rode a rather strange s.p.a.cecraft, but it felt like nothing more than a toy to him. It wasn’t difficult to destroy three of these s.p.a.cecraft and kill their pilots.

The screams of the three pilots still resounded in his ears as he destroyed these s.p.a.cecraft. It felt like nothing less than the most beautiful music in the world to him.

He was eager to hear these cries once again.

At this time, just as he destroyed another starship, it was replaced by a new one that quickly began to attack him. This starship did not look much different from other starships.

​​”Hmph, die!”

Looking at the opposite starship, Okada Shinwu grinned maniacally, followed by a sudden surge of aura around his body. He slowly raised his hand and pointed it out at the starship.

A trace of light started gathering in front of his palm, quickly converging into an orange glowing energy ball. As he sent more and more energy into it, the energy ball increased in size at an alarming speed.

In less than three seconds, the orange energy ball immensely grew. It became a sun-like ma.s.s of destruction with a diameter of more than a hundred meters.

If the starship directly faces this energy ball, it will immediately get broken into pieces, then swept into a ma.s.sive planet-sized explosion.

​​With a wave of his hand, Okada sent the ma.s.sive energy ball towards the starship.

“Boom!!”

“Hahahaha!”

Okada Shinwu laughed madly, but before he could laugh for long, his voice suddenly cracked. He looked at the s.p.a.ce ahead with wide eyes and a surprised expression.

An energy barrier enveloped the starship before the energy ball could reach it. As the energy ball exploded and as terrifying energy raged in the surrounding area, the starship remained stoic.

The explosion slowly receded, revealing the hardly damaged starship.

“This… how is this possible?”

Okada felt that there was a problem. He knew that the previous attack should have perfectly dealt with these s.p.a.cecraft. Something is wrong!