Face Off With The Vortans IV

The battle raged on as the transport ship shuddered, its alarms blaring as the structural integrity of the bridge was pushed to its limits. Sparks rained down like confetti as the battle continued. Ethan leaped into the air, using his fire abilities to propel himself, while Gregory soared upwards on wings of frost.

Mid-air, their powers clashed once again, creating a blinding sphere of energy that enveloped them. The bridge trembled violently. The ship's systems groaned under the strain, and it was clear that the battle was pushing the vessel to its breaking point.

Ethan's determination surged as he poured more energy into his attacks, determined to overpower Gregory's fiery onslaught. Sweat dripped down his brow as he gritted his teeth, his focus unyielding. Gregory's frost roared, the intensity of his power growing as he matched Ethan's determination with his own.

The air crackled with tension, and the fate of the transport ship hung in the balance.

As the battle raged on, the bridge's consoles sparked and fizzled, displaying warnings and critical alerts. The ship's systems strained against the overwhelming power being unleashed within its confines. It was a battle not only of superpowers but of wills – a test of strength and resolve.

With a final surge of energy, Ethan and Gregory unleashed one last titanic clash. The resulting explosion was blinding, engulfing the entire bridge in a brilliant flash of light. When the brilliance faded, all that remained were one scorched figure, lying motionless amidst the wreckage. The other breathes heavily, leaning on the bridge console as support.

The battle had taken its toll, and the transport ship hung on the precipice of destruction. As the dust settled and the smoke cleared, it was clear who had emerged victorious in this clash of superpowers, and one thing was certain – the bridge bore the scars of a battle that would be remembered for ages to come.

Ethan took a moment to catch his breath when his communicator crackled.

*Beep*

"Commander, this is Williams, how's the situation on your side?"

"Situation under control, Gregory and the Fifth Prince are dead!"

Immediately after their short conversation ended, Chen Xue's voice sounded.

"Ethan, isn't it a bit wrong for you to kill the Fifth Prince as well?"

"The Vortans army of 30,000 Warships has crossed the Asteroid Belt and is fighting with the Commander in Area B-589. Its backup of 90,000 Warships is also on its way, if we don't win this battle, humanity will be extinguished. If we win, then the Vortans won't have enough power to attack again for 8-10 years, so either way, the Prince is no longer the top priority".

"The most important thing…how dare he touch my wife?!"

"So the latter is the actual reason, right?"

Chen Xue knew that the former words that he said were just an excuse. Even if the War had already started, the Prince is still useful and can force Fisk to retreat.

Nonetheless, she felt warm in her heart.

"Uh...Commander, sorry for interrupting your little chat, we have a tricky problem. The long-range probe has detected a Fleet in Area B-588 approaching our battlefield, and it's expected to enter within 25 minutes."

"Don't worry, that's our people, just continue to hold the enemy's main force on your side. Don't fight too hard, but also don't give them a chance to disengage either, understand?"

"Roger that!"

At this moment, Williams thought of the message Ethan had asked him to send through the confidential line earlier.

As Ethan finished ordering Williams, he walked to what was remaining of the transport ship's hanger and got into his mecha, and flew out.

In a place like the Asteroid Belt, it was not a simple matter for a Warship to evacuate from the battlefield. But the Mechas are the exact opposite as they can just find a random dense cluster of asteroids to hide in, making the the attacking warships lose their targets.

On the other hand, Williams faithfully carried out Ethan's orders. He did not directly fight with the enemy but also didn't allow them to disengage. This made the Vortans Commander angry!

Just when he was disgusted by Williams's shameless tactic and in an angry mood, a message came once again, sending the Vortans Commander into further despair.

"Commander, a human fleet has appeared on our flank, numbering about… About 5000 ships!"

"What?!"

The Commander fell silent.

He couldn't think of any way to survive.

"Choose a ship in the best condition and take the Fifth Prince to the Flagship and use the advantage of our speed and evacuate him! All other ships will follow me and break through the back."

The Commander decided to send the Prince away at the cost of the total loss of his troops.

But what he didn't know yet was that Ethan had wiped out the Transport Ship and evacuated.

At this moment, Ethan was inside his Mecha, and through secret line number 7, he connected to the backup fleet that was on its way. Admiral Collins had already given orders to them before and during this war, all 32 of their small Fleets would be under the unified command of Vice Admiral Ethan Kane.

"Let 20 Fleets cooperate with the 1st Mixed Fleet from the flank and wipe out the enemy and also send 2 Fleets to support the Mecha unit on the third battlefield! As for the remaining 10 Fleets, destroy the remaining enemy in the middle of the second battlefield."

After the order was issued, the 32 Small Fleets acted according to Ethan's arrangements.

"Commander! Not good!"

"What now?" the Commander barked in anger.

"Report has been transmitted back by the ship sent to the Transport Ship, but… but…"

"But what? What happened?"

"But His Highness, the Fifth Prince, wasn't found!"

"no corpse… no corpse…?"

The Commander fell backward on his seat and his eyes became listless, his mouth chattering incessantly.

It's over, it's all over now, even if they go back, it's a dead end!