The Featherwing was now barely functional. Amidst millions of demon soldiers, it used its steel body to shield the Thunderstorm squad, preventing them from getting hurt.
Now, its life had finally reached its end, unable to protect them any longer.
At this moment, it was unbearable for anyone to coldly tell the Featherwing to self-destruct, as if they were telling a companion to commit suicide.
But everyone knew it was unavoidable.
After all, a spaceship was meant to serve people; no matter how sophisticated, it was still an inanimate object.
The people here, from the moment they charged back, had resolved to die.
There was no reason why humans could die but a spaceship couldn't.
The Yellow Profound main cannon on the ship was loaded with the last nuclear bomb.
This kind of ultimate weapon was massive in volume and immense in power. Even a top-tier spaceship could only carry three at its limit, and ordinary ships carried none.
This was their last one.
The colossal nuclear bomb was inserted into the cannon barrel, and then it was fired with a roar.
A projectile shot out from the barrel towards the demon ranks. Then, before everyone's eyes, the nuclear bomb rapidly decomposed, transforming from a small orb of light that expanded quickly. Wherever the orb touched, the demons were turned to ash.
There was no massive explosion, no fire, no shockwave. This single light orb, with its killing radius, annihilated over a million demons.
A vacuum of space appeared ahead.
"Now's our chance, charge through!"
Xia Yubing shouted, and the Featherwing's right engine roared to life, burning energy at its maximum efficiency, even at the cost of its lifespan, to surge forward.
With its depleted energy reserves, Bao Bao replaced it with a new Dao Rhyme reactor.
The Featherwing darted forward rapidly. In moments, the demons ahead came within range, and the ship's onboard weapons unleashed a furious barrage, tearing apart the enemies before them.
The crew no longer conserved ammunition, disregarding consumption, and aggressively attacked forward, to the left, and to the right.
The ship vibrated violently. The surrounding demons unleashed a relentless assault, striking the Featherwing and making the already battered vessel even more precarious, on the verge of falling apart.
The ship's hull had gaping holes, and wind poured in from the sides, scattering the people and objects inside.
The lower hatch was blown apart by the demons, and most of the cockpit's glass was shattered. The demons' attacks landed directly on the crew.
The trembling ship swayed and sped towards the distance. The right engine suddenly erupted in flames, the fire spewing out from the rotors, and thick black smoke trailed behind the ship.
After a period of冲刺, they finally engaged in close combat with the demons. At this very moment, all the ship's mounted weapons suddenly fell silent, with only the laser weapons continuing to fire at a steady pace.
"Warning, ammunition depleted."
"Understood, Featherwing, charge forward. You are... the last shell."
Looking at the Featherwing, riddled with holes and exposed to the elements, Xia Yubing sadly issued the difficult command.
"Received. It has been a pleasure to cooperate with all of you in resisting the enemy. Farewell, everyone."
The Featherwing's voice nearly brought everyone to tears. Xia Yubing walked to the console and pulled out a small cylindrical object plugged into a port.
"No, we will meet again. I'll get you a new body then."
After collecting the carrier of the intelligent assistant program, Xia Yubing looked at everyone.
"Everyone, we should withdraw."
"Mm."
Everyone nodded and, one by one, departed the ship through its damaged sections.
The ship, spewing intense flames and trailing long plumes of black smoke, charged resolutely towards the demon army to the west.
It was like a moth to a flame, seeking only a momentary brilliance.
A colossal pillar of fire shot skyward as the Featherwing exploded, annihilating the surrounding demons along with it.
"Featherwing... sob..."
Bao Bao's large eyes welled up with tears, watching the ship turn to fragments in the distance.
"Brothers, from now on, it's up to us. Let's charge! Don't mind anything else, just charge west!"
"We've done all we can, the rest is up to fate. Whether we live or die depends on whether heaven grants us a way out."
Led by Wan Lei, everyone charged west without hesitation. The Featherwing had blasted open a path for them, but beyond lay an endless sea of demons.
Once a million arrive, they stretch as far as the eye can see.
Moreover, they were facing tens of millions of demons.
Even after fighting for so long, using three nuclear bombs, and with the outer formations of the Five Elements Hall attacking relentlessly, the tens of millions of demons still numbered in the millions.
In large-scale army battles, even a million against a hundred thousand wouldn't be wiped out in a day or two, let alone a battle on the scale of tens of millions on both sides.
Before them were countless Demon Lords and Mortal Realm demons, forming the bulk of the demonic forces.
Wan Lei led the charge, crackling with lightning all around him. His Source Lightning Hammer swung swiftly, shattering the attacking demons one by one. For a brief period, no one could match his prowess.
Fang Xiaoyu weaved beside Wan Lei. Her speed was unmatched, and she could always kill demons attempting sneak attacks by surprise.
The four little ones traveled together, their coordination seamless, also at the forefront, furiously attacking the enemy.
The six individuals in top-tier battle armor were at the very front. Behind them, to the left was Fire Phoenix, and to the right was Dada. One a demon, the other a deity, both possessed formidable physiques and played a crucial defensive role.
They dared not grow too large, as there weren't many to protect, and a larger size would attract more concentrated firepower.
Tian Suanzi was in the center, controlling his flying swords and casting Daoist arts, unleashing surging flames, torrential floods, and flashes of lightning and thunder in turn.
Wan Liuchuan and Liu Yuxin were also continuously attacking the demons. Their opponents were mostly Mortal Realm demons, allowing them to maximize their power. Attacking Demon Lords would only bog them down.
All the Demon Lords were left for the six at the front to handle.
Yuan Jun He Qingwu were at the very rear, providing support. Kaka was assigned to protect the two of them.
Wan Lei's orders were clear: do not engage in direct combat, only defend against attacks.
After all, Kaka couldn't defeat anyone, and being tied down by any random demon would be the greatest loss.
They charged westward, but their internal injuries grew heavier, deteriorating rapidly.
This was not a novel or a TV show; it was impossible to charge back and forth amidst a chaotic army without a scratch.
They were not facing Cao's army, which was forbidden from firing arrows, but the extremely ferocious demons.
The battered group, looking at the endless demons surrounding them without any sign of reduction, felt a sense of powerlessness.
They...
Seemed unable to break through.