Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones-Chapter 359: Ugh! Disgusting!

At this moment, the entire battlefield plunged into madness.

Tom saw that the Purple Moon battleships seemed to no longer care about their Unified Force Field. In one direction, directly facing their aerospace carrier fleet, the density of battleships there was rapidly increasing, and correspondingly, the pressure on their defenses was also growing.

Not only that, but Tom even witnessed an astonishing sight.

Those logistics support spacecraft, material spacecraft, and even residential spacecraft, which had previously remained outside the battlefield under strict protection, all began to maneuver at this moment.

Non-combat spacecraft were also maneuvering? What did they intend to do?

Tom’s question was answered the next moment.

He saw that those non-combat spacecraft were accelerating at maximum power, then charging directly towards the direction where the Purple Moon battleships were most numerous, where their attack was most ferocious, and where their own defensive pressure was greatest!

This, this was clearly an attempt to use themselves as weapons, relying on the immense mass of the non-combat spacecraft, and the enormous kinetic energy brought by that mass, to break through their defenses and inflict casualties!

A large residential spacecraft could easily be ten or twenty kilometers in size, some even larger than an aerospace carrier.

Their mass could easily reach hundreds of millions of tons. Such an enormous mass, coupled with speeds of hundreds or thousands of kilometers per second—how could such a raging behemoth be stopped?

This was clearly a suicidal move; they wanted to perish together with them!

Tom’s heart was heavy.

He couldn’t fathom how the Purple Moon warriors possessed such resolute fighting will.

For a legitimate intelligent civilization, sending so many warriors to execute an extremely dangerous mission with very low chances of survival was already difficult enough;

To make these warriors maintain sufficient morale and exert their proper combat power while performing this mission was even more difficult;

But like this moment, not only did they display their proper combat power, causing immense pressure and casualties in the early stages of the war, but at this very moment, they still had the courage to completely abandon that sliver of hope for survival and launch a full-scale suicidal attack. This was unimaginably difficult.

Just how high was the internal integration of this Purple Moon Civilization?!

Tom sensed a great crisis.

At this moment, the Purple Moon Fleet was in a frenzy, fiercely attacking one side of their main fleet at all costs.

And behind the defensive line was his aerospace carrier fleet.

Now that the Flying Star and the bundled asteroids had been completely consumed, the supplies stored on those aerospace carriers were his lifeline.

Once lost, his clone might starve to death.

Perhaps... he could modify the ship arrangement and move those aerospace carriers to a more central part of the main fleet?

But the other ships were equally important. For example, residential spacecraft, research spacecraft, industrial spacecraft, and so on.

Among the main fleet, there was not a single ship that was unimportant. Once the defensive line was breached, no matter which ships were destroyed, he would suffer significant losses.

And now, it seemed impossible for him to hold out against the Purple Moon Fleet’s suicidal tactics.

Then... the only way was to use the Unified Force Field.

A realization dawned in Tom’s mind.

He knew that in this situation, he should use the Unified Force Field.

The Purple Moon warriors also knew that he possessed the Unified Force Field, a strategic weapon.

But they still launched this attack, which "could only be countered by using the Unified Force Field," actively and intentionally gathering their battleships together, and, as if fearing the bait wasn’t heavy enough, they activated their non-combat spacecraft to charge into the battlefield.

So, their true intention was...

They were forcing him!

Forcing him to use the Unified Force Field, destroy their battleships and spacecraft, and harvest their lives!

A further objective was... to make him lose the ability to continue pursuing the Purple Moon Fleet!

At this moment, their supplies were indeed heavily depleted, and their battleships suffered immense losses. But the Purple Moon Fleet also lacked supplies, and their battleship numbers were extremely low.

He still had the ability to continue the pursuit and win the battle.

But if he were to use the Unified Force Field now... the simultaneous consumption of supplies and this strategic weapon would make any further pursuit of the Purple Moon Fleet meaningless.

Because even if he caught up, he would most likely not be able to defeat them.

Then they would have no choice but to abandon the pursuit and choose to dock at a solar system for resupply, allowing the Purple Moon Fleet to escape.

Using the Unified Force Field would mean losing the ability to continue the pursuit;

Not using the Unified Force Field would result in heavy losses under their desperate attack.

Tom now had only these two choices, no other path.

Since that was the case...

"I will grant your wish."

At this moment, Tom felt no contempt for his enemies, only respect for true opponents.

Tom’s intent to kill the Purple Moon Civilization had not diminished in the slightest. His determination to completely annihilate the Purple Moon Civilization and kill all its intelligent life remained firm.

But this did not prevent him from giving his opponents the respect they deserved.

Because the Purple Moon warriors had proven through their actions that they were worthy of his respect.

The greatest respect was to utterly destroy them.

Then, let them be utterly destroyed!

The aerospace carrier carrying the Unified Force Field components began to mobilize, and under the busy work of countless intelligent machines and robots, they were laid out piece by piece in space.

Then, under the full protection of their defensive line, they were completely connected into a single entity.

All debugging work had been completed.

In many large residential spacecraft, ten billion clones were already in position.

The infusion channels had been connected.

Then, the liquid capable of stimulating brain computational power was simultaneously injected. The power of hundreds of giant core supercomputers also instantly rose to their limit.

Unified Force Field, activate!

The next moment, within the coverage of the Unified Force Field, countless spacecraft exploded simultaneously, turning into one sun after another.

It had taken decades to consume only half of the original 2 million Purple Moon Civilization battleships.

At this moment, their total number of battleships was still around 1 million.

But now, the 1 million battleships that would have taken decades to exhaust were consumed by over 95% in an instant.

The simultaneous explosion of over nine hundred thousand battleships, residential spacecraft, transport ships, industrial ships, and so on, simultaneously converting their mass into energy, caused the battlefield, centered around Tom’s main fleet, to emit an incomparably fierce light and radiation.

Even at a distance of dozens of light-years, the light here was still clearly visible.

At this moment, within Tom’s main fleet, all variable energy shields on both battleships and civilian spacecraft were instantly activated, increasing their original defensive power by several times.

The explosion’s energy was too violent and too close; only by doing so could they resist.

But even so, millions of small devices, small spacecraft, etc., were completely destroyed.

The light of the explosion disappeared after several seconds.

At this moment, the entire interstellar battlefield fell silent.

Looking at the battlefield again, Tom found that the original 1 million Purple Moon Civilization battleships and tens of thousands of non-combat spacecraft now numbered only a few tens of thousands combined.

This fleet had been completely crushed.

But the battle was not over yet.

Tom saw that the surviving spacecraft did not accept their fate but still fearlessly charged towards them.

It was like a group of primitives charging a steel torrent with spears.

Tom’s fleet quickly advanced.

This time, Tom changed his tactics, focusing not on destroying the entire spacecraft, but on destroying their propulsion, weapon, and radar systems.

Once a spacecraft lost its combat capability and power, large groups of robots would immediately move forward, use special tools to breach its hull, and then quickly pour in to occupy the spacecraft.

After several more months, the battle completely ended.

Excluding those that self-destructed first, a total of several thousand battleships were captured by Tom. There were over 90 non-combat spacecraft, including two residential spacecraft.

The other spacecraft were temporarily settled by Tom, and these two residential spacecraft became the focus of Tom’s attention.

Tens of millions of armed robots entered and began to take over.

Tom had originally wanted to capture some prisoners for interrogation, but unexpectedly, the first thing these robots saw upon entering was large swathes of corpses.

As far as the eye could see, all Purple Moon warriors had committed suicide; there was not a single living person.

Clearly, they had voluntarily ended their lives after their attempts to self-destruct the spacecraft failed.

Tom felt some regret, but at the same time, his respect for these warriors grew even deeper.

They had truly achieved a disregard for death. Apart from their differing stances, they had truly dedicated their lives and everything to their civilization.

Such people deserved Tom’s respect.

Tom manipulated the robots, beginning to carefully collect the remains of these Purple Moon warriors with a respectful and reverent attitude, intending to cremate them all and scatter them into space.

You were born in space, lived and fought in space, and died in space.

Since that is the case, then may you forever be accompanied by this vast and boundless starry sky. Regardless of the customs and culture within your Purple Moon Civilization, at least within our Human Civilization, this is the greatest respect for a warrior.

But... Tom suddenly discovered something.

That seemed to be a... church.

Hmm?

Even a civilization like the Purple Moon Civilization, on the verge of advancing to a Gravity Civilization... would it also have deity worship internally?

That was a bit strange.

Tom manipulated several robots to walk inside. The next moment, Tom froze there, and the clone where his main consciousness resided subconsciously tensed its body in an instant.

This church was roughly consistent in scale with the divine places in Tom’s memory, all tall, spacious, and sacred, with rows of chairs below.

But what was enshrined at the very front was not the image of some deity.

There, through a magnetic levitation device, some tiny, luminous particles floated quietly, collectively forming the shape of a massive galaxy.

The numerous stars of various colors gathered together, denser in the middle and sparser around the edges, combined with countless interstellar gases, forming the image of an eye.

The Demonic Eye Solar System!

The Purple Moon Civilization’s cathedral actually worshipped the image of the Demonic Eye as a deity!

This discovery was no small matter.

Tom’s heart stirred, and immediately, some Purple Moon warrior corpses were sent to the biological laboratory.

After some research, Tom quickly found a method to detect a Demonic Eye infection biomarker specific to Purple Moon Civilization’s intelligent life, and then proceeded to test the millions of Purple Moon warrior corpses.

Demonic Eye biomarker... positive.

Positive.

Positive.

After the 500,000th corpse was tested and still showed a positive Demonic Eye biomarker, Tom gave up on further testing.

There was no need.

Fifty consecutive corpses, all confirmed to be Demonic Eyes with no exceptions; the rest were undoubtedly the same.

Tom unceremoniously threw a Purple Moon warrior’s body on the ground and manipulated a robot to kick it hard.

"Damn it, I respected you so much before, but it turns out you are all Demonic Eyes! So your Purple Moon Civilization is a Demonic Eye Civilization!

Disgusting! Despicable! Ptooey!"

At this moment, Tom felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.

The original plan for the disposal of the Purple Moon warrior corpses was immediately overturned.

What, to be accompanied by the stars, to rest eternally? Are you worthy?

Throw them directly into the septic tank to be accompanied by the feces of various intelligent races and clones, then, after fermentation and disinfection, use them as fertilizer for plants.

At this moment, Tom understood all the previous questions.

No wonder the Purple Moon Civilization’s internal organization was so high that even he was amazed; no wonder these warriors were sent on almost suicidal missions yet remained so high-spirited.

So you are all Demonic Eyes... everything was immediately explained.

Every Demonic Eye Civilization and the Demonic Eyes within it are 100% loyal to the Demonic Eye entity, and their highest mission is 100% to "collect sufficient technological data from various civilizations in different galaxies, develop themselves, and ultimately return to the Demonic Eye entity with this technology."

For this mission, they don’t even care about their lives.

Under these circumstances, their organization, loyalty, and dedication are naturally far superior to ordinary civilizations.

Among the captured starships, Tom found no scientific data.

It seemed that before departure, they had already undergone thorough purging.

After confirming that the Purple Moon Civilization was actually a Demonic Eye Civilization, Tom had anticipated this.

They were here to die, so how could they store technological data to give to him?

But it didn’t matter.

At least with these starships, he could still analyze a lot of technological data from them alone.

After settling these gains, Tom’s massive fleet finally began to decelerate, maneuvering towards the closest star, about 5 light-years away.

There was no other way; at this moment, a stop for resupply was necessary to continue the subsequent pursuit.

During this process, Tom also began to ponder a question.

Now that the Purple Moon Civilization was confirmed to be Demonic Eyes, some questions that had long troubled Tom were answered.

"In this starfield, a war initiated by the Red Star Alliance against the Space-level Demonic Eye is about to begin.

Your Purple Moon Civilization is so eager to come here... is it to participate in this war?"

Based on the intelligence provided by the Cloud Civilization from the Red Star Alliance, the Strong Nuclear Civilization probably couldn’t play much of a role in a war between Space-level Civilizations.

At most, they would only perform some logistical support, material collection, and production tasks.

The Gravity Civilization and Strong Nuclear Civilization within the Red Star Alliance were like this.

It was precisely for this reason that the Cloud Civilization was so eager to return to the "Nation" of the Red Star Alliance.

Viewed this way, the Purple Moon Civilization was probably the same.

Given their 100% loyalty to Demonic Eyes and 100% dedication to their "mission," it was entirely understandable for them to travel thousands of light-years to enter the Nation of that Space-level Demonic Eye and perform some logistical support tasks.

This was probably the reason for the Purple Moon Civilization’s eagerness.

If that were the case, then the Space-level Demonic Eye should not be fighting alone in its war with the Red Star Alliance.

Perhaps... within the entire Milky Way, all Demonic Eye Civilizations capable of coming to participate in this war might have already arrived.

This could probably be considered... a Demonic Eye Alliance.

However, the Purple Moon Civilization’s Demonic Eyes might be different from other Demonic Eyes.

It was highly possible that a portion of humans were still hidden within the Purple Moon Civilization, and even those humans might be normal humans, not infected into Demonic Eyes!

And Human Civilization involved a series of secrets.

The Bluetoth Civilization detected no intelligent life, let alone Human Civilization, in the Solar System.

During this period, the Purple Moon Civilization intruded into the Solar System, secretly captured many humans, which solidly proved the existence of Human Civilization in the Solar System.

Later, when he personally arrived at Earth, he found no traces of human existence.

However, the Recorder Civilization’s records showed that Human Civilization had indeed existed and had already become extinct.

The existence and demise of Human Civilization were highly likely to involve some high-level forces.

When he caught up with the Purple Moon Civilization, according to common sense, these were just prisoners from other civilizations with little value.

Facing the threat of war, especially at a critical moment when the Purple Moon Civilization was eager to participate in this war and join the Demonic Eye Alliance, they should not have started a war with him just for some human prisoners.

But they did it anyway.

This solidly proved that these human prisoners held extremely high value for the Purple Moon Civilization.

This value was so high that they were willing to delay their progress in joining the Demonic Eye Alliance to preserve these human prisoners.

Human Civilization is highly likely to involve some high-level forces;

The Purple Moon Civilization preserved these human prisoners at all costs, but they were only a Strong Nuclear Civilization;

The Purple Moon Civilization’s urgent voyage to this starfield was highly likely to be for the purpose of joining the Demonic Eye Alliance and participating in this war...

Combining these three preconditions, Tom gradually understood.

"The Purple Moon Civilization most likely knows the value of these human prisoners—even if they don’t know the specific value, they must know that this value is extremely high.

Thus, they are highly likely hoping to hand over these human prisoners to the highest existence of Demonic Eyes in the Milky Way, that Space-level Demonic Eye, for disposal."

Upon realizing this, Tom’s determination to destroy the Purple Moon Civilization was once again solidified.

This determination had never wavered from beginning to end.

It just had a few more reasons now.

First, the Purple Moon Civilization was going to join the Demonic Eye Alliance and become an enemy of the Red Star Alliance and the Cloud Civilization.

Although a mere Strong Nuclear Civilization could not play too much of a role, weakening the Demonic Eye Alliance even a little was good.

After all, he was only at the Strong Nuclear stage himself and couldn’t play a big role in this vast war of Space-level Civilizations, but he should still play a small role.

Second... he absolutely could not let the Purple Moon Civilization hand over those human prisoners to that Space-level Demonic Eye!

He must seize those human compatriots before that happens!

With this determination, Tom’s massive fleet slowly decelerated, taking ten years to finally dock in the solar system he had designated as Eridanus 662.

At this point, the distance between the Purple Moon Fleet and Tom had expanded again, from just two or three light-years to about ten light-years.

Furthermore, Tom estimated it would take another 40 years to complete resupply.

By then, the distance between the two sides would further expand to about forty light-years.

"Forty light-years, huh? It doesn’t matter.

I’m short on supplies and need to resupply; after you’ve allocated a large amount of resources to that suicide fleet, you’ll also definitely need a resupply.

Your resupply efficiency is slower than mine, so your time will definitely be longer.

Besides, only a few decades have passed, and your tracks are still relatively fresh, so tracking isn’t difficult.

Unless you can enter the ’Demonic Eye Nation’ during this time, otherwise, just wait for my pursuit..."

In this solar system, centered around a sun-like star, Tom once again began large-scale construction.

One massive factory after another rose from the ground, one mountain rich in various minerals after another rapidly disappeared under the excavation of huge machinery, and one starship after another rapidly shuttled between the planet’s surface and space.

Tom’s massive fleet, like a parched grain field, finally received the nourishing rain.

Time flowed quickly, and Tom remained fully committed to the material collection task, even temporarily halting research work.

However, observation of the external starfield never stopped.

No matter what he was doing, always maintaining reverence and vigilance towards the vast starfield was one of Tom’s principles.

It was under these circumstances that Tom detected some slightly strange phenomena.

In the distant depths of space, some stars suddenly disappeared, and the positions of some stars suddenly changed, or their luminosity varied.

There were also some stars that were originally in a stable burning state that seemed to suddenly erupt, their brightness increasing hundreds or thousands of times.

But after a period of time, they stabilized again.

It was as if that star had suddenly shortened its distance from tens of thousands of light-years to only a few hundred light-years, and then returned to its original position in a short time.

This vast starfield still appeared calm at a glance.

But upon closer inspection, it seemed to have suddenly become chaotic.

Tom’s heart gradually grew heavy.

He knew that the war between the Red Star Alliance and the Demonic Eye Alliance... must have already begun.