An Eye for an Eye, a Tooth for a Tooth!

Like the sharpest tusks, they bit into the depths of the Black Wind Fleet, surrounded by an overwhelming tide of crystal suits and starships of the Imperium. As the God of War and a competitive candidate for the next Supreme Speaker of the Federation, she certainly deserved the Black Wind Fleet to dispatch tremendous forces to besiege or even capture her alive.

At this moment, not one inch of the plate armor on the Draconic Phoenix was intact, and the crystals and spiritual energy had been exhausted, too. It could no longer take another barrage of the main guns of the hostile starships.

Inside the communication channel, the warriors whom she was familiar with were desperately shouting, "Long live the federation! Long live Iron Plateau! Long live the qi-trainers!"

Amid their roars, they tackled the enemy and burst into brilliant flames, their life eternalized in the most dazzling brightness.