Chapter 474 Attack

Mu Peng turned his head, stared at Han Fei with a sneer on his face and said:

"I won't talk too much with you. You should leave all the unicorns responsible for operating these five million warships to me. Just pretend that this matter never happened."

Hearing this, Han Fei couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Who the hell said that this girl is fierce and reckless? She is clearly a person who eats people without spitting out bones.

With a move of her lips, there are more than 100 million unicorns, and they are all technical positions that have been trained in warship operation and have rich practical experience.

"Mu Peng! These unicorns of mine are mature bodies that have been cultivated with great difficulty. It is difficult to change their beliefs."

"If they are transformed into biological puppets, they will lose their self-awareness and will not be able to continue to control the warships. There is no point for you to come."

Han Fei tried to persuade her to give up this unreasonable request with emotion and reason.

But Mu Peng raised her eyebrows and smiled coldly.

"Who said I was going to transform them into biological puppets? Don't worry, I'm just borrowing them temporarily. You don't have any sincerity at all?"

Hearing Mu Peng say this, Han Fei was instantly choked and could only pretend to laugh.

"Oh, so you want to rent them."

"No problem, I'll give you a 50% discount on the original rental price............"

Unfortunately, no matter how much Han Fei said, Mu Peng looked down on him and stood there with a sneer on his face.

Han Fei's voice naturally became smaller and smaller.............

After a while, he dismissed the brainworms that sent the fleet, and Han Fei, with a constipated look on his face, slowly dispersed his god phantom.

In the end, the crew of the single-eyed worms worth more than 100 million could only be "forced to rent" by Mu Peng.

Fortunately, although Mu Peng did not intend to pay for this batch of single-eyed worms, he was finally pulled by Han Fei's superb rhetoric.

He promised that 20% of the spoils from the battles in which these monocled insects participated could be given to him.

This somewhat made up for Han Fei's wounded heart.

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Void ocean current, upstream.

A large number of fragments of the ownerless divine domain quietly surged in the dead void, turning into a slowly flowing resource-rich belt.

Millions of starships of various types were shuttling back and forth in the turbulent void.

Just like a hardworking ant colony collecting food, they constantly used tractor beams to drag pieces of the ownerless divine domain together.

On the periphery of the resource belt, a huge fleet of warships was assembled and on standby, ready to go into battle at any time.

At the core of the fleet array, the fortress-like flagship had lifted all the divine cannons it was equipped with and entered a state of energy storage and readiness.

From a distance, it looked like a porcupine with sharp thorns all over its body.

Cleaver, who cast the shadow of a god in the flagship, had a mixed look of excitement and anxiety.

After a long dragnet search, his family fleet finally found the predicted resource-rich belt.

Like the fragments of the ownerless divine domain dotted with stars, they contain inestimable high-level resources.

Even if the cradle is a mid-level resource well, such a high-value resource belt is rarely seen.

Especially now, the randomly generated void wormholes in the upstream area are still frequently throwing more homologous fragments.

Cleaver even suspected that the other end of these void wormholes might be the post-war ruins of a civilization.

Otherwise, it is hard to imagine how so many gods with similar development paths could perish together.

Regardless of whether Cleaver guessed right or not, he had no ability to explore the truth.

Because the formation mechanism of the void wormhole and the source of the ownerless fragments it threw were puzzles that countless predecessors had explored fruitlessly.

The top priority at this time was to salvage resources as quickly as possible and put them in the bag as soon as possible.

For this reason, after discovering this resource gathering belt, Cleaver mobilized all family fleets to gather here at the fastest speed.

If he hadn't been concerned about Morrell, he would have even wanted to bring his own divine domain here to collect resources himself.

After all, this place is too far away from where he parked his divine domain.

Relying solely on the clan fleet to tow the ownerless fragments, even if they risked space jumps, the transportation efficiency would not be very high.

Not to mention, this time there were some relatively well-preserved, huge, high-value ownerless divine domain fragments. If they wanted to rely on the fleet to tow them away, they had to be cut.

Without the divine domain here, this process would be extremely inefficient and troublesome.

"Damn it!"

Clever gritted his teeth and regretted it in his heart.

If he had known that the search would go so smoothly, he shouldn't have sought cooperation from Morrell.

In the family, the guy who is still doing well now is definitely not a good person.

Now thinking about it, his choice in a hurry was somewhat hasty.

Recently, Clever recalled Morrell's gaze, which always made him feel like a thorn in his back.

Resources are indeed valuable, but the value of divine domain is even higher.

If the Divine Domain is destroyed, it would be too difficult to start over.

"Forget it, let's collect as much as possible before this guy's family fleet notices it."

Clever didn't expect to hide it for too long. He invested all the family fleets to carry out large-scale resource salvage. Such a big movement could not be covered up at all.

Now, Clever can only assemble elite warships and be ready.

In case Morr's family members turn against him immediately after searching this place.

The backstab from brothers of the same family is often more lethal than external enemies.

Facts have proved that his vigilance is not unfounded.

The salvage operation had only been going on for a few days, and a large number of detectors scattered in the surrounding areas had sent back warnings.

Multiple unidentified fleets were speeding from different directions at extremely high speeds.

According to the prediction of their course, the target was obviously the same.

It was this area!

The phantom of the god of Clever stood on the command post of the bridge.

Listening to the continuous alarms, looking at the ferocious warships with a strong Longwa style in the pictures sent back by the detector before the explosion.

He was completely sick!

One, two, three, four...

Not long after, he had detected more than 50 fleets with a warship scale of more than 100,000.

What made Clever even more angry was that these fleets had clearly formed a huge encirclement and were encircling here from different directions.

Clever, with an extremely ugly face, knew without guessing that this group of gods who suddenly attacked were all followers of Morel.

The other party attacked his own clan so recklessly, which clearly showed that they didn't care about the family's dignity.

At this point, Clive was not so naive as to hope for luck.

If Morel dared to put up such a battle, he would definitely not show mercy.

If he were Morel, since he had completely torn his face, he would definitely do it to the extreme so that the other party would never be able to turn over again from now on.