Ninety-eight Ramiro's last madness
On the orbit of Emperor Star Oaks, the slaughter is still going on.
At this moment, there are only more than 800 warships left in the Royal Fleet, and almost all of them are injured.
Inside the Emperor's bridge, Ramiro looked at the fewer and fewer battleships around him with red eyes, his clenched fists, his nails had pierced his skin, and blood was constantly flowing to the ground.
He lost, and he lost terribly.
But before he dies, he may still be able to do something.
"Send a communication request to the other party!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The communications officer on the bridge was a little suspicious. Is your Majesty planning to surrender?
But he didn't think more, and immediately sent a communication request according to Ramiro's order.
Not far away, inside the bridge of the Ouranos.
"Commander, a communication request is sent from the opponent's flagship."
"Take it over, and finally listen to what the other party has to say!"
"Yes... the communication has been connected!"
The next moment, Ramiro's figure was projected in front of Lin Fan. Of course, Lin Fan was standing beside Liang Xingchen and Jiang Hai's virtual projection.
"I am Ramiro Oaks, Emperor of the Oaks Empire, who is the supreme commander of this fleet?"
Listening to Ramiro's words, the three of Lin Fan were obviously a little surprised.
After all, they did not expect that this royal fleet was commanded by the Emperor himself!
Liang Xingchen, who was beside him, immediately gave Lin Fan a wink, meaning that Lin Fan would be solely responsible for the dialogue.
Lin Fan, who understood his eyes, spoke lightly!
"I am, His Majesty Emperor Ramiro, do you have any last words to explain in the current communication?"
"you!"
Lin Fan's words made Ramiro's face darken, but he couldn't refute anything. After all, there was almost no chance of him surviving.
"Now, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. I know that half of your feet have crossed the threshold of the fourth-level civilization. How do you think I will send this message to the Babawi civilization?"
Ramiro said with a smile.
On the side, Liang Xingchen and Jiang Hai suddenly changed their faces.
This threat is ruthless enough. What would he do when the only overlord-level civilization on Orion's arm suddenly found out that there was a civilization that had become a fourth-level civilization under his nose?
There is almost no need to think about it, the answer is obvious, before this civilization has grown up, just obliterate it!
So is the current federation capable of resisting the Babawi civilization?
There is no such ability at all. As long as they send 100,000 warships, they can wipe out the Federation.
Even for the sake of insurance, the Babawi civilization may even dispatch more than one million warships directly, and the Federation cannot compete at all.
Only Lin Fan still looked at Ramiro indifferently.
"what do you want?"
"Smart, what I want is very simple. I can die, and the Ox Empire can also give it to you. I only need one thing, and this thing is irrelevant to you humans!"
"Just tell me, what do you want?"
"I want to kill the murderer of my son Doron. As long as you hand him over to me, everything I promised will be fulfilled immediately!"
After listening to Ramiro's words, Liang Xingchen and Jiang Hai's expressions were a little weird.
Murderer who killed Doron? Isn't that Lin Fan, what a joke!
Even Lin Fan himself was stunned for a moment. He sent the entire empire just for me?
Are you sure it's the emperor? Shouldn't humans be asked to retreat or something? There's something wrong with this script!
Looking at Ramiro who had a winning face in front of him, Lin Fan couldn't help but laugh a little, and it seemed that he was going to slap his face again.
"As far as the communication means of your Ox Empire, the information sent will be hundreds of years later when the Babawi Empire receives it? We humans have only entered the interstellar age for a few decades.
I stepped into the fourth-level civilization with half a foot. Do you think we will be afraid of the Babawi Empire in a few hundred years? Or is the Babawi Empire afraid of us humans? "
As soon as Lin Fan's voice fell, Ramiro was stunned for a moment. He wanted to refute, but he didn't know where to start!
It really took hundreds of years for their own communication technology to send information to the Babawi Empire.
When the battleship was purchased, the new emperor of the Babawi Empire ascended the throne and sent battleships to pick up all the third-level civilizations. Otherwise, the Ox Empire itself wanted to go to the Babawi Empire, and it would not be able to reach it for a thousand years.
It was at that time that he went to the Babawi Empire and had the opportunity to buy warships from it, and even finally sent the warships and pulled away the resources used for the purchase, which was also handled by the Babawi Empire.
Speaking of which, he really didn't have the means to quickly contact the Babawi Empire.
The expressions of Liang Xingchen and Jiang Hai on the side also eased.
Sure enough, Lin Fan was calm enough that he was almost caught in the frame!
Looking at the confused Ramiro, Lin Fan continued to speak lightly.
"By the way, let me tell you one more thing, I killed Doron myself!"
"what are you?"
"Well, it's me. Since you have no last words to say, let's talk about it. If you want to send a message to the Babawi Empire, please feel free!"
After speaking, Lin Fan cut off the communication.
"Lin Fan, you are so calm, I was taken aback just now!"
"There's nothing to worry about. If they have advanced means of communication, they won't be fooled by us. As far as their communication technology is concerned, let alone hundreds of years, they won't work for thousands of years. You must know that the Babawi Empire is close to 2 10,000 light-years away."
"Well, then I'm relieved!"
At the same time, inside the Imperial flagship.
"Damn it! Damn it! It was him, right in front of my eyes."
Ramiro looked at the Ouranos projected on the bridge and kept roaring!
"Order the fleet, form an assault formation, target the opponent's flagship, that silver-white battleship, give me all-out attack, and be sure to destroy him!"
"Your Majesty, that battleship is in the belly of the enemy's array. We only have less than 800 battleships left, and it is impossible to rush past!"
"Shut up and give me an order, either rush over to destroy the other party's flagship and die on the way like a soldier, or smash it all in shame, you choose!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The last nearly 800 battleships in the Royal Fleet protected the Emperor in the middle and launched a final charge towards Lin Fan's location.
"Lin Fan, this is trying to find you!"
Inside the Ouranos, Liang Xingchen's projection was making fun of Lin Fan.
"I'm thinking, let him die in a tragic or humiliating way in the end?"
The words Lin Fan said suddenly made Liang Xingchen and Jiang Hai stunned for a while, and at the same time they were a little curious.
"How can it be considered tragic? How can it be considered a shame?"
"If it's a little more tragic, just kill them on the way he charges, and let them die on the way! As for the shame..."
"How about a little shame?"
"Well, let's jump and leave! Just leave it to the fleets behind it on both sides to solve it!"
Listening to Lin Fan's explanation, Liang Xingchen and Jiang Hai really felt what a devil is...
It was true that I was right before, fighting against this guy Lin Fan is definitely going to be a bloody mildew for eight lifetimes!
Both of them thought so at the same time.
