Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones-Chapter 265: New Sun

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Chapter 265: New Sun

"Now it’s nothing more than winner takes all. We lost the battle, and we accept it.

However, our only mistake was not defeating you, not intercepting you! The next time we encounter Human Civilization, as long as there’s a chance, we will still try to capture you!

Dream on if you think these words can shake our will to fight!"

Hmm?

Tom’s pupils suddenly constricted.

What does "your Human Civilization has already perished" mean?

According to the data from Bluetoth Civilization, there was no civilization in the solar system

He himself had investigated on Earth and found no traces of Human Civilization ever existing.

This even made him believe for a time that his memories were fake.

But...

Havilah Civilization believes Human Civilization has already perished? And when he briefly communicated with them, he carelessly exposed the name "Human Civilization," which showed that Human Civilization still existed.

This contradiction sparked the interest of Havilah Civilization, making them believe that capturing him and understanding these changes would bring immense benefits. Is that why they said, "Every civilization that encounters you humans will try to capture you," and "The next time we encounter Human Civilization, as long as there’s a chance, we will still try to capture you"?

Could it be that the key to Havilah Civilization’s sudden change in attitude was his identity as "Human Civilization"?

This must be the reason

So, why does Havilah Civilization know that Human Civilization has already perished? How did it perish? Why were no traces left in the solar system? Why did Bluetoth Civilization believe Human Civilization never existed? What does a Human Civilization that should have perished but didn’t truly mean? Why does Havilah Civilization believe capturing Human Civilization entails immense profit?

In that instant, a million thoughts raced through Tom’s mind.

The next moment, Tom continued to respond with an extremely arrogant demeanor.

"Everything started because of you! Excuses are useless! 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

You brought this situation upon yourselves! You deserve it!

You won’t escape! The Lyra G16 Solar System is where your Havilah Civilization will be erased from the universe!"

Tom did not directly inquire about the details, nor did he show the slightest interest.

Because he knew that once he showed interest in that question, Havilah Civilization would surely notice and potentially use it to blackmail him.

Why rush? As long as he defeated Havilah Civilization and captured Havilah Civilization, he would get answers to all his questions through interrogation.

While engaging in a sharp war of words, a fierce space war was also underway.

At this moment, Tom had truly made up his mind.

He must keep Havilah Civilization, no matter the cost.

This fierce, almost cruel, interstellar war had an unprecedented impact on the Third Planet, a massive gas giant.

At this moment, there were too many stray projectiles in interstellar space. Each stray projectile was equivalent to a super miniature nuclear bomb.

Although these super miniature nuclear bombs remained stable for the time being, not triggering their internal energy, they would explode with a bang upon impact.

Assuming an average energy projectile mass of 2 grams and a mass-energy conversion efficiency of 0.00005%, a 2-gram projectile would convert 0.1 milligrams of mass into energy.

This is equivalent to the explosion of approximately two tons of TNT explosives.

Currently, the total number of stray projectiles traversing the interstellar battlefield is estimated to be around 100 trillion.

This number is roughly constant because while stray projectiles continuously fly away, new ones are constantly fired by the warships of both sides.

On average, about 1% of these, or approximately 1 trillion stray projectiles, collide with the Third Planet, this gas giant, every hour, which is about 280 million per second.

Once they violently rub against the atmosphere of the Third Planet, these projectiles will explode with a bang as if subjected to a violent impact, each releasing energy equivalent to the explosion of two tons of TNT explosives.

280 million projectiles equal 560 million tons of TNT explosives.

This war is equivalent to detonating a giant hydrogen bomb with a yield of 560 million tons of TNT on the Third Planet every second, 3,600 per hour, and 86,400 per day.

Even though it is a gas giant larger than Jupiter, at this moment, under this continuous bombardment, it gradually began to brighten. And as the bombardment continued, it grew brighter and brighter.

By now, it even resembled a true star, truly emitting a reddish-orange glow, staining the side of the dozens of satellites orbiting it that faced it red.

Why red? Because at this moment, the temperature of its surface atmosphere had risen to over 2000 degrees Celsius.

And this temperature was originally only below zero.

The excessively high temperature not only caused it to glow but also caused the air inside to flow violently. Supersonic gales swept across the entire planet, and amidst the rolling smoke and clouds, even a Strong Nuclear Civilization warship would be torn apart instantly if it entered.

At this moment, on the Honor warship, Heimerlan stood before the massive viewport, gazing at the stars constantly appearing and disappearing in the starry sky, and at the colossal planet that originally only reflected starlight but was now emitting its own red glow, his expression solemn.

Originally, he still held some hope.

If their side could successfully break through, there would be no need to implement the Cataclysm Plan. But now, it seems there is no hope after all...

"I order, execute the Cataclysm Plan."

"Yes."

...

Amidst the fierce battle, a smaller fleet—approximately 20 large aerospace carriers, escorted by no more than ten thousand warships of the Havilah fleet—suddenly separated from the main fleet and headed in the opposite direction, deeper into the star system and towards Tom’s defensive line.

Tom immediately noticed this anomaly.

Under such critical and intense combat, a small fleet detaching from the main force was clearly abnormal.

"No matter what the Havilahs want to do, stop them"

A large number of fleets immediately converged on this small fleet, trying their best to stop them.

However, the direction facing the star was originally a weaker point in Tom’s defenses, after all, the Havilah fleet couldn’t possibly run in that direction.

At the same time, after a brief engagement, Tom discovered that although this fleet was small in scale, it was absolutely the elite of the elites, with extremely powerful combat capabilities.

Their operators undoubtedly had higher tactical skill, their ships were best equipped, and their formation was extremely tight.

Tom found that he couldn’t stop them for a while

It wasn’t until the fleet had penetrated tens of millions of kilometers that Tom, at great cost, managed to halt them.

But the next moment, those 20 large aerospace carriers exploded with a bang.

"This is..."

Tom’s pupils suddenly constricted.