Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones-Chapter 382: I Promise You Everything

Tom chuckled at the information displayed before him.

"What are those bad guys clamoring about?"

Inside a Mars-class battleship, Blue generated a message full of curiosity and transmitted it to Tom’s mind.

A faint smile appeared on Tom’s lips: "They’re asking what price we Bluetoth paid to gain your cooperation..."

He explained the message in detail.

Blue immediately became furious: "These bad guys, this is an insult to us Green Light Clan!

It infuriates me, it infuriates me! Do they think we Green Light Clan can be bought off with some benefits? Do they think if they offer some benefits, we Green Light Clan would do such a despicable thing as betraying our friends? How dare they look down on us like that!

I’m going to tear them apart, I’m going to kill them, ahhh!

Brother Tom, rest assured, we Green Light Clan will always be loyal to our friends, we will never betray them, and we will never agree to their terms!"

The smile on Tom’s lips grew wider: "Why not agree to them? There’s no harm in agreeing..."

"Uh...?...Brother Tom, I don’t quite understand, you..."

"If we agree to them, they’ll have a glimmer of hope to cling to, and they won’t resort to things like mass suicide..."

Under Tom’s organization, all Green Light Clan members, including Blue, simultaneously sent out an electromagnetic wave message in the Purple Moon Civilization’s language.

"What price can you Purple Moon pay? What bargaining chips can you offer?"

...

Inside the spaceship, upon receiving this message, the previously silent meeting room immediately erupted into a frenzy.

"As long as these Gravity beings stop helping the Bluetoth, even if we are currently at a disadvantage, we can immediately turn the tide!"

"Talk to them! Talk to them immediately! Agree to any conditions they have!"

Every participant’s eyes gleamed with desperate longing. At this moment, it was as if a rope had suddenly appeared before someone about to drown.

Even if this rope might be a trap, or a scam, they couldn’t afford to care!

Grabbing this rope meant there was still a sliver of hope, and the Lord Civilization still had a chance!

While the Gravity beings were sending electromagnetic waves to communicate with the Purple Moon Civilization, under Tom’s unified command, the collective charge of over two million battleships had already begun.

Regarding this, Blue still had some worries: "Brother Tom, we are agreeing to negotiate with them while simultaneously launching an attack. Is this really okay? Won’t they see through us and realize we’re just stringing them along?"

Tom smiled and shook his head: "It’s fine. Those on the verge of destruction will have their eyes blinded by fear and despair. They will only believe that this is your Gravity beings clan, using us Bluetoth, to pressure them into agreeing to the negotiation terms..."

Blue breathed a sigh of relief: "That’s good. Then... attack! Kill them! Kill these despicable bad guys who dared to insult us Green Light Clan!"

The vast interstellar war erupted once again, though this time it was on a different battlefield.

Tens of millions of manned and unmanned battleships, with G76e Planet as their core, engaged in frantic pursuit and fierce combat in the surrounding airspace.

Interstellar missiles, space mines, and energy shells rained down like there was no tomorrow in this airspace.

The Purple Moon Civilization had installed land-based anti-aircraft bases with a total area of over a hundred million kilometers on the surface of G76e Planet, as well as space-based anti-aircraft bases in low-Earth orbit. Billions of energy cannons operated at full power, capable of unleashing over a hundred billion projectiles into space every second.

An even greater number of interceptor missiles were also being unleashed frantically, intercepting all projectiles aimed at their side. Upon impact, the energy converted from the Strong Nuclear Force exploded with dazzling flashes.

From the outside, this planet seemed to have transformed into a colossal star.

Countless resources from the planet’s surface converged into the interstellar battlefield like rivers flowing into the sea, firmly supporting the stability of the defense line. On Tom’s side, although their base was hundreds of millions of kilometers away from this battlefield, their logistical transport was not at all at a disadvantage.

One heavy transport ship after another, aerospace carriers, logistics support ships, newly constructed manned and unmanned battleships, various auxiliary combat facilities, etc., continuously departed from the large satellite of G76d Planet, heading to the battlefield in an endless stream.

The sheer number of spaceships even made this route seem somewhat crowded. The combined tail flames and lights of the many spaceships were clearly visible even from hundreds of millions of kilometers away.

Outside the galaxy, Tom, with his industrial strength so formidable that it was unrivaled at the same level, single-handedly created a new Celestial River!

Compared to Tom’s current supply intensity and speed, the Purple Moon Civilization’s logistical support during their siege of his side was as insignificant as a glowworm compared to the bright moon.

But even so, Tom’s offensive, like a surging tide, was still temporarily halted by the Purple Moon Civilization’s defense line.

"This final counterattack before death is truly fierce..."

At this moment, even Tom couldn’t help but praise the combat power unleashed by the Purple Moon Civilization.

The peak technological strength of the Strong Nuclear level, the unique peak civilization-level organizational power of the Demonic Eye Civilization, and the eruptive power of facing a desperate situation with a mission, all converged at this moment, making Tom feel somewhat tricky and unable to make significant progress for the time being.

But both enemy and friendly sides knew that this stalemate was only temporary. If it continued like this, one side would inevitably collapse.

And the side that would collapse could only be the Purple Moon Civilization!

Their only hope for a comeback rested on the Gravity beings turning against them!

Once the Gravity armor was lost, their side could immediately turn the tide with Gravity Cannons.

Negotiations with the Gravity beings were still ongoing, with no immediate results.

And Tom no longer wanted to remain in a stalemate.

Even if the status quo was maintained, the Purple Moon Civilization could only hold out for a maximum of one more year, but Tom did not want to wait any longer.

The latest batch of combat facilities, carried by aerospace carriers, had already arrived at the battlefield.

Countless auxiliary spacecraft and robots began to operate in an orderly fashion, and it only took a few days to complete all arrangements.

So...

Unified Force Field, activate!

Surging X and Y particles instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. At this moment, endless flashes erupted again, and one spaceship after another, which had been fiercely trembling with Tom just a moment ago, instantly exploded. One satellite after another, which had been desperately trying to detect the opponent’s movements just a moment ago, instantly vanished into thin air.

This time, the deployment of the Unified Force Field was not interfered with by the Purple Moon Civilization, finally allowing it to unleash its full designed lethality.

In this instant, more than 300,000 manned battleships of the Purple Moon Civilization were destroyed. As for unmanned battleships, space mines, satellites, turrets, cruising interstellar missiles, and so on, their numbers were almost uncountable.

The entire chaotic interstellar battlefield was cleared in an instant, as if a strong wind had suddenly swept across a dusty plaza.

With just one strike, the Purple Moon Fleet’s almost perfect defense line was shattered by Tom.

Taking advantage of this chaos, the battleships under Tom’s control advanced triumphantly, fiercely impacting the interior of the defense line.

A flagship-class spaceship, equivalent to their own Mars-class, charged fiercely, almost with a suicidal determination, attempting to block this breach in the defense line with its own body.

But the next moment, tens of thousands of interstellar missiles, trailing long tail flames and accelerating from zero to tens of thousands of kilometers per second in a short time, came whistling in.

Along with them came countless energy cannon projectiles, interstellar missiles, laser beams, and shells. While launching their attack, they also subtly protected these interstellar missiles, which carried large-yield hydrogen bombs.

At the same time, the unmanned combat forces in the vicinity, controlled by Primal, also launched a fierce assault, doing their utmost to protect their own attack from interference by other enemy forces.

Endless intercepting laser beams and intercepting projectiles flew out, blocking over 99% of the attacks, but ultimately a small number of interstellar missiles still reached the flagship-class spaceship.

The large-yield hydrogen bomb suddenly detonated, and a scorching fireball instantly expanded to a diameter of over twenty kilometers, instantly engulfing the flagship-class spaceship.

After only a few seconds, the fireball disappeared, and the powerful battleship that could have reversed an entire area also vanished.

Similar scenes were constantly unfolding in other parts of the battlefield. In just a few days, Tom completely shattered the Purple Moon Civilization’s outer defense line, even achieving something the Purple Moon Civilization had failed to do to him—segmenting and surrounding all more than a dozen large satellites of the G76e gas giant planet, preventing them from supporting each other!

At this point, this interstellar war was no longer just a battle between remotely piloted manned battleships or unmanned combat facilities, nor was there only casualties among unmanned facilities. For the first time, there were casualties among intelligent life forms.

Because at this moment, Tom could directly attack the planet’s near-Earth space or its surface!

At this moment, whether it was the various industrial bases and residential cities on the planet’s surface, or the manned non-combat spacecraft and large residential spacecraft in space, all were uniformly struck by Tom.

Tom saw that, accompanied by a fierce strike from his side, the Purple Moon Fleet’s extremely well-protected logistics fleet had its defense line breached. An interstellar missile carrying a large-yield hydrogen bomb suddenly plunged in and instantly detonated.

In an instant, a massive fireball with a radius of tens of kilometers instantly enveloped a residential spaceship, and under this intense radiation, some surrounding spaceships also instantly melted and were damaged.

When the explosion dissipated, three large spaceships had completely disappeared in space.

This single strike killed at least 3 million Purple Moon!

The same was true on the planet’s surface. As gaps continuously appeared in the planetary defense line, interstellar missiles, artillery, and unmanned aerial vehicles specifically developed by Tom for near-Earth space instantly surged in, either exploding on a large scale directly or adopting a targeted clearance mode, wantonly slaughtering in cities and bases.

One Purple Moon after another lost their lives in fear and flight, and blood instantly flowed like rivers in the cities.

In just a few hours, the number of Purple Moon directly killed by Tom exceeded ten million!

Inside a large spaceship, the clone where Tom’s main consciousness resided revealed a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

Having reached this point, it could basically be said that the outcome was decided. Next, it would take at most one month for the inner defense line around the satellites to be breached.

Without sufficiently powerful external interference, the situation at this point was irreversible. For the Purple Moon Civilization, it could be considered utter despair.

According to the "temperament" of the Purple Moon Civilization as a Demonic Eye, to prevent their technology, personnel, and intelligence from falling into enemy hands, at this stage, they should have already begun a civilization-wide suicide and self-destruction operation.

But...

The Purple Moon Civilization did not do so.

Because negotiations with the Gravity beings were still ongoing, and they had not completely lost hope!

Of course, all of this was merely a ploy by Tom.

Suicide, or being personally killed by Tom—the end result was death either way. This seemingly made no difference, but in Tom’s view, the difference was significant.

Tom intended to strip them of their right to commit suicide and then personally slaughter them!

The number of Purple Moon who died at Tom’s hands continued to climb: one hundred million, two hundred million, one billion, ten billion...