I know this ancient god

What created this chaos was a salvo of ten space bombs.

"Assess bomb effects immediately!"

In the command room, Yin Huazang was calmly directing the fleet's actions. He asked for an assessment of the bomb's effect, not to see if the God of Thunder was injured, but to know how much impact this wave of bombing had on the fleet itself.

The Federation has never had the experience of dropping multiple space bombs in one place at the same time, so Yin Huazang didn't know how many space bombs he could drop to maximize the enemy-killing effect without damaging himself.

An Bei and Tang Xuan stood in front of the glass and looked at the distant planet. The planet had been completely destroyed by space bombs, but a bright thunderball lit up at the star's core. The thunderball stood in the chaotic ripples of space without any deformation.

Tang Xuan thought to himself that the resurrected Ancient God this time was indeed different from those low-level things in the past. He showed such great ability as soon as he appeared, and he still looked energetic after resisting ten space bombs.

"Ahem."

Anbei suddenly coughed twice.

Tang Xuan turned his head in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

There was a look of pain in An Bei's eyes. He stretched out his hand to cover his chest. After feeling it silently for two seconds, he said, "I don't know, but I feel very uncomfortable. That guy's injury seems to affect me."

Now that question can be answered.

The God of Thunder inside must be the God of Thunder enshrined by Anbei's ancestors, otherwise Anbei would not feel sick because of him being attacked.

Tang Xuan frowned: "Can you hold on?"

If the space bomb cannot destroy Thor, then Anbei will need to take action and Thor 1V1. Anbei is the trump card of the fleet and cannot be lost.

Once Anbei loses its combat effectiveness, the success rate of the operation will plummet.

An Bei gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

At this time, the fleet self-inspection results came out.

"Report! The shield strength has not decreased!"

A cold light flashed across Yin Huazang's eyes.

Since the space chaos caused by the ten space bombs failed to affect the fleet, they can launch a larger-scale bombing.

Yin Huazang made a decisive decision. He waved his hand and ordered: "Launch the second round of space bombs immediately!"

Orders are delivered to combat units in real time.

One hundred fully charged space bombs exploded the thunderball at the same time.

The space cracks that were originally as thin as gossamers suddenly expanded dozens of times, each one as thick as a whip, frantically whipping the already fragmented starry sky. The floating debris of the planet was swallowed up and disappeared in less than two seconds, but the thunderball shone brightly.

The dazzling light forced Tang Xuan to close his eyes.

After half a minute, the light became weaker.

Tang Xuan opened his eyes and found that the thunder ball was still standing in place, and seemed to have been polished, exuding a healthier and brighter brilliance.

This round of one hundred space bombs not only did not harm the thunderball at all, but actually awakened it.

Yin Huazang frowned and said: "Assess the effect of the bomb!"

He looked at the brighter ball of light and felt a little helpless.

Is this immune to space bombs?

Or can it absorb the power of space bombs?

"Cough cough cough cough"

An Bei suddenly bent over and coughed continuously.

Yin Huazang noticed Anbei's condition. He quickly stepped forward to help Anbei and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you?"

Anbei took a few deep breaths and said, "I'm fine."

"He has some kind of connection with the ancient god inside. He also coughed after the previous round of space bombs." Tang Xuan said, "The ancient god was probably injured by the space bomb and was not as powerful as he showed. "

Yin Huazang asked: "Anbei, the next round is a thousand salvos. Do you think you can hold it? If you can't hold it, just tell us and we can release it in batches."

Putting it in batches is naturally not as powerful as putting it in one go.

An Bei was silent for a few seconds and then said firmly: "Please act according to the original plan. Don't take me into consideration. I can still support you. If you really can't, you can use the power of faith to repair your body."

The power of faith can achieve many magical effects and is omnipotent, including repairing the body.

Yin Huazang nodded slowly.

At this time, the results of the second round of fleet self-inspection were also available.

"Report! The shield strength has been reduced by up to three percent!"

The position of the fleet at this time is the farthest position from the thunderball while ensuring that the space bomb can hit the thunderball.

The shield strength of some battleships has dropped, indicating that the space chaos caused by the salvo of a hundred space bombs has spread to the fleet. You must be extra cautious when you continue to add more money to avoid being involved in a space storm, which will be a huge disaster.

Yin Huazang took a deep breath and ordered: "Launch the third round of space bombs immediately!"

A thousand space bombs detonated simultaneously!

The battleship's glass automatically adjusted the intensity of the passing light to one percent, but even so, people still couldn't look directly at the situation at the explosion point.

The spacecraft jolted violently.

"vomit!"

The violently oscillating space rocked the spacecraft like waves, and the strength of the spacecraft's shield dropped off a cliff.

90%!

80%!

70%!

60%!

30%!

27%!

25%!

The shield strength dropped by more than 70% in one breath before gradually stabilizing. Finally, it reached the bottom at 19% and began to slowly recover.

Tang Xuan nervously supported An Bei.

An Bei's eyes were blank, blood was constantly spilling out of his mouth, his entire face was blurred by blood, and his white shirt was dotted with shocking blood splashes.

The explosion cost him half his life.

Tang Xuan grasped the railing with one hand to stabilize his body, and put his other hand around An Bei's shoulder. He shouted loudly: "An Bei, wake up!"

An Bei's eyes regained a trace of clarity.

He smiled bitterly and said: "This is the first time I feel unfortunate that I am a favored person by God."

No wonder the ancient gods would grant human beings power. It turns out that those who become their favored gods will form some kind of connection with them. When the ancient god is hurt, the gods' followers under his command will also be hurt. The two sides are completely like grasshoppers on the same rope.

Tang Xuan is a little worried now.

If the God of Thunder dies, will Anbei be buried with him?

An Bei himself also thought about this problem. He struggled to hold up his chest and said word by word: "I won't die. I promise Yun'er to go back alive and marry her."

Tang Xuan's face suddenly darkened.

"Shut up!"

An Bei stopped awkwardly.

If he were to say this, his chances of survival would drop from 50 to 0.0, and he would completely lose hope.

Love to plant flags is an old habit.

He stopped vomiting blood at this time. He grabbed the water bottle and gargled his head up, spitting out the blood. Then he took out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped his face clean. His mental state seemed a little better.

Yin Huazang shouted loudly: "How is the situation in Anbei!"

Anbei replied with the same volume: "I can't die!"

After answering, he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.