Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

As the warships and mechas engaged the Destroyer-Class ships, the cosmic battlefield became a dance of energy beams and explosive clashes. The celestial entity of Nexus Rings, fortified by Zarael's gravitational magic, held against the initial assault. The defenders were confident, believing they could withstand the demonic forces for weeks.

"With this, my plan can be set into motion," Vortimer said with certainty.

"I have to say, it is great to have a capable general in our midst," Zarael said.

Vortimer smiled. "I have triumphed against countless battles. Especially in cosmic warfare. You can be sure that my strategies have downed many enemies and gain landslide victory."

"I am glad." Zarael smiled.

However, the confidence was shattered when the colossal Battlecruiser, fueled by the malevolent forces of Chaos, unleashed its devastating power. The once noble Battlecruiser-class vessel, corrupted and twisted, focused its destructive energy on the allied forces.

Aldred, watching from the tactical center, witnessed the shocking turn of events. "What is that thing doing?"

Zarael, her expression tense, gazed at the holographic displays. "They're channeling the Veil energies directly into their weapons. Brace yourselves!"

Without warning, the Battlecruiser discharged a torrent of chaotic energy beams, tearing through the defensive barriers with unprecedented force.

The beam passed through many of their allies, and not a fraction of a second passed before tens of thousands of spacecraft exploded in the void.

The celestial entity trembled under the onslaught, and panic gripped the hearts of the defenders.

The destructive beams disintegrated more than 50% of the allied forces in an instant. Warships and mechas vanished into cosmic dust, leaving behind a void in the once formidable fleet.

Zarael clenched his fists, frustration and anger burning within her. "We can't withstand that firepower! What are we supposed to do?"

"So much for capable general," Aldred said while shaking his head.

"Are you supposed to be joking around in this situation?" Zarael glared at him.

Vortimer, his metallic face betraying no emotion, analyzed the situation. "We need to target the source of that power. The Veil conduits on the Battlecruiser. If we can disable them, we might have a chance."

Zarael nodded in agreement. "Coordinate with the remaining forces. We need a concentrated assault on the Veil conduits. Buy us time, and we might turn the tide."

"No!" Aldred shouted to stop them. "There is no need to make further sacrifice. A solution to this problem is very simple."

"What do you propose? Be quick with it."

Aldred grinned. "Don't worry. It's very simple. All we have to do is…"

…

Suddenly, a squad of spacecraft rushed out of the Nexus Rings. All of them were charging towards the Battlecruiser.

The Demonic Fleet detected them and began firing their weapons, destroying them one by one.

In one of the ship which looked fairly average and similar to the rest, Aldred, Vortimer, Quantum, Salamander, Zarael, Cleome, Shinari, Elralya, Cellaeth, and Shuzib were sitting inside as the ship were constantly trembling and shaking because of the explosive energies outside.

They were currently charging head on towards the Battlecruiser at maximum speed along with other spacecraft accompanying them.

"Why do you think it's such a good idea?" Salamander asked.

"I told you earlier. It's very simple. The spacecraft we are in right now looks very weak and dumb. They won't suspect a thing, and their priority will be put elsewhere."

It was indeed true.

The Demon Fleet focused their firepower in other places where the big ships were. They were especially focusing their attacks on the Celestial Schemata's fleet which were incredibly able to evade the Battlecruiser's fatal attack.

"Still, even if that's the case, we will immediately die if we got hit."

Aldred laughed maniacally. "Sometimes, you need to believe in luck. They won't think that we can breach their Battlecruiser with this ship, after all, the true firepower comes from us."

"Then why the hell am I here?" Shuzib complained. He was a scholar at best with no defensive nor offensive capabilities.

Boom!

The spacecraft next to them exploded into a thousand pieces, sending shrapenels towards the hulls.

Laser beams and projectiles were flying all over the place, but Aldred and the crew were closing the distance more and more.

As the unassuming spacecraft, blending in with the rest of the fleet, hurtled towards the demonic Battlecruiser, chaos unfolded in the cosmic battleground. Explosions blossomed like deadly flowers in the void, energy beams crisscrossing dangerously close to the small vessel carrying Aldred and the crew.

The Battlecruiser's chaotic energy beams lashed out, tearing through the surrounding spacecraft. The unassuming ship maneuvered skillfully, narrowly avoiding the destructive onslaught. Beams of dark energy grazed its hull, leaving behind trails of sizzling energy, but the small craft pressed forward with determined speed.

"AHH! THAT WAS SO FUCKING CLOSE!" Shuzib screamed.

"This is crazy!" Cleome shouted. "Why did I agree in the first place?"

Shrapnel from nearby explosions danced perilously around Aldred and the crew's ship, creating a deadly ballet of glinting metal fragments. They huddled inside, the vessel shaking from the shockwaves of the explosions.

Aldred's eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and madness as he reveled in the perilous dance of fate. "Luck favors the bold!" he exclaimed over the chaos.

Quantum, despite being a sentient artificial intelligence, simulated an expression of concern. "This is an unnecessarily risky maneuver. Probability of survival is—"

Aldred cut him off with a dismissive wave. "Forget about probabilities. We're either lucky or we're not. And today, luck is on our side."

The small spacecraft navigated through the swirling maelstrom of battle, slipping between energy beams and explosive bursts. The crew, strapped into their seats, experienced a rollercoaster of violent jolts and rapid maneuvers.

A steel seat ripped off its bolt and went passed them, just inches away from Shuzib's face. "I shouldn't be here."

Shinari, gripping the armrests of her seat, couldn't help but shout, "I signed up for exploration, not a suicide mission!"

Aldred laughed uproariously, seemingly enjoying the madness. "We're not here to die. We're here to win!"

Suddenly, their ship crashed onto the Battlecruisher.

Aldred swung his arm, the Phantom Doomblade instantly appeared in his hand.

"You guys know how to cut holes?"