Chapter 370

"Scan results! Spirit warship!"

"Out of sub space!"

Under the full force of the engine, the cruiser slides back to reality from the time-space tunnel, breaks free from a void wound and returns to the material universe. The smoke filled crazy tide is still tightly attached to its hull.

As they crossed the sea of souls, there was a storm of color, sound and screams.

Cylon has to admit that although this trip is full of violence and trauma, it is at least familiar.

The spirit ships are playing their own games nearby.

They neither show a track attached to the eternal energy, nor will they appear as an evil explosion in the chaotic structure.

For a moment, the crew of the curse Echo saw only the stars.

The ships of the spirit clan glittered, and more shadows loomed in other shadows, sliding towards the curse echo.

Cylon knew almost nothing about the metaphysics of spiritual void travel, and he had no mind to care about it.

Although he had heard of the word netway, this strange interstellar roaming, this concept meant nothing to him.

In the past, the few meetings between the Legion and the spirit family had few good results. He hated them even more than most of his brothers, which was a very strong hatred.

He saw the warships approaching the eyeball display screen, as if space itself had sucked them into the air, and immediately instinctively took action.

As Celion, the first thing he did was swear loudly and emotionally.

Then the second thing he did was to order all the personnel to return to their combat positions.

Finally, the third thing he did was swear again that a long river of curses, even the mother, could blink.

But it doesn't work very well. The warships of the spirit family raise their unique solar sails and advance around a huge arc, never going straight.

Each of them turns around in the void with an impressive dramatic arc, which is almost impossible for most human warships. When Cylon saw the spirit warships dancing so gracefully, he immediately felt a raw taste on his tongue - even his acidic salivary glands reacted instinctively to his disgust,

Because human technology, even with the pollution of chaotic gods, can not imitate the diving of aliens.

What his senses see is difficult to reconcile with the laws of physics in the depths of space.

"There you are."

He shouted to one of the crew.

"Yes, you are ready for an emergency sub space flight."

"Yes, sir, we have heard Lord Talos's orders before."

"Very good."

Cylon nodded and ignored the man.

"Activate the void shield and empty all missiles... If you like."

In fact, what happened to him to the spirit family was his anger before the daily battle.

He sat on the throne of command, the throne of Talos, and watched the eye monitor with vigilant eyes.

"Shall we fight, my lord?"

Asked an officer in the uniform of a weapons operator.

"That's a good idea. In terms of tonnage, one of our ships is much larger than all of them, but they are likely to be forwards, followed by big guys... So now let's stop, concentrate and get ready. When the pilot decides to use her ability, he can enter sub space."

Suddenly, on the eye monitor, a distant image was distinguished behind the first two images.

This is a monster much larger than its neighbors, with huge angular wings, bones and glittering scales, which is more echoing than the curse.

Its glassy sails glitter and reflect the light of distant stars, and the speed is accelerating.

"Another lingzu warship has entered the remote scanning thread."

The master of bird divination instrument shouted:

"It's the capital ship level“

"Oh, what did I just say? The previous one was just the leader."

Celion sighed:

"How soon can they catch up with us?"

The hunchback bird divination instrument Lord shook his head.

"It's hard to say, sir. Based on the speculation of conventional thrust, it will be 30 minutes later, but if the spirit family has been dancing in the void like this, I'm afraid it may shorten the time to 10 minutes or 20 minutes."

Celion leaned back in his chair and put his boots on the armrest of the throne.

"Well, then, dear and faithful guys, it's not very pleasant that we still have a short time to enjoy each other's company, at least before we die?"

While the bridge was busy, Talos had passed through the bulkhead in a blur of blue ceramsite and a roar of armor joints.

The attendants of the navigator otavia fled in front of him like a mouse fleeing a cat.

Even her maid flinched.

"My lord?"

Talos didn't even bother to answer.

Otavia had woken up and was awakened by the emergency alarm. She jumped into her seat. Then Talos stopped with a bang. Her boots hit the deck hard enough to shake her throne.

She looked almost dizzy with fatigue. Although she had slept for hours and ate nutrients customized according to her constitution, the murder torture he forced her to commit a few days ago still showed a dark shadow on her face, just as she had flown long distances to the edge of the Empire.

Tired dark circles caught her eyes, and her wet skin looked greasy in the dim light of the room.

She looked up at Talos, her head swinging on the sore neck muscles - which showed that she had a migraine.

"Spirit clan?"

Otavia tilted her head and asked in confusion.

"Did I hear you right“

"Break and jump."

Talos said bluntly:

"Do it now."

"What?"

"Listen to me!"

Finally, impatient, he roared.

"The spirit clan is coming! They can feel the psychic scream of the curse echo, or worse, their wizard predicted our position in advance, and there is a high probability that there is a fleet waiting ahead. More will come, otavia, jump now, or we will all die."

Stunned by Talos's roar, otavia swallowed his spit and reached for the connecting line of the first throne.

Weakness made her hands tremble, but her voice was firm and clear.

"Where? Where should we go? The eye of fear“

"Anywhere but here or there, otavia! You're the decision maker now! Help us find a place to hide as soon as possible."

"Let me see where we are now... We are on the edge of the storm star domain. We can't go to the eye of fear in a short time, so we can only move on."