Chapter 375

The last soldiers of the tenth and eleventh companies gathered in the battle room of the curse echo.

For seven hours, none of them moved, all around the prophets and war philosophers.

Occasionally, other soldiers in the fierce claws would speak and add their words to Talos's memory.

Finally, taros slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then you wake up."

Fearless makes a friction sound deep inside, similar to the sound of a tank sliding gear.

Talos wants to know if it's the same

In mumbling, or cursing, or just clearing your voice when you have no throat to say.

"You did a good job."

Talos almost flinched at the sudden announcement.

"I understand -"

Talos opened his mouth just to say anything.

"You seem surprised. Do you think I will have a baby?"

Talos was acutely aware that the others were watching him.

"At best, I want to kill you. At worst, I want to wake you up. Anyway, I didn't expect you to be angry."

Marc Lyon was the only person in the room who really stood still. Although the others were still in place, they would from time to time

Change your posture, or tilt your head, or talk softly between strong claws.

To others, macalyon is almost immortal in his silence, never breathing and never moving.

"No, what I really should kill is the hateful technical priest!"

He roared, while sailyon giggled at the other end of the room, persuading marcarion not to destroy dieterian because of the trauma and painful resurrection ceremony. It took the brothers a long time.

For Talos, dieterian has been humiliated by the failure of his resurrection ceremony - albeit in a subtle and emotionless way.

"But..."

Talos doesn't know how to finish.

"Without a commander, you've managed to keep us alive for so long. Talos, recycling the curse echo is also a great decision. The only thing that surprised me was the emergence of the spirit clan."

Macalyon fell into a brief silence, as if remembering something.

"As I said, their trap is meaningless. The only way to avoid it is to continue to live on the edge, do nothing and have no impact on the Milky Way galaxy."

"I can't escape this trap. Van jood is dead. I don't have such excellent command skills."

"No, you've done more than van jood, even if you're not on the battlefield... Don't be ashamed to fight with your thoughts rather than your claws. You've sown the seeds of legend. The night has fallen on a hundred worlds, some will stay in silence for months. Some will disappear in the years of sub space storms, some will never hear from you again, but there's no news No doubt, the Empire will find that their release of punishment has taken their lives. "

Talos smiled and tried to distract the topic from himself.

"You said that the Empire would know what happened here? I'm not sure, but the spirit clan at least knows that their reaction is so fast. Their wizard must have foreseen the future and saw something in the wave of prophecy. I want to fight him, but my foresight is not as strong as the other party. It can always be one step faster."

After listening, the fearless mecha moved for the first time, turned its waist axis and looked down at the midnight Lord gathered together.

"Does this bother you?"

Several people nodded and replied:

"Yes, company commander."

"I know what you're thinking now."

The Night Lords looked at their company commander. In his heavy body, he was like a towering monument to commemorate a life dedicated to service.

"You don't want to die. The spirit family drove us into the last battle. You are afraid of the call of the grave. You just want to escape, live another day, and keep your life at all costs."

The bloody eyed lukofus hissed before speaking.

"You make us sound timid."

Macalyon turned to the Raptor, his armor joints rubbing.

"You've changed, the captain of the 11th company."

"Time will change everything, marcarion."

The Raptor's head tilted to one side, and the servo system of power armour gave a whine.

"We were the first people to climb the wall when Tara besieged the city. Before we became the eyes of blood, we were the blades of the eleventh company. We were not cowards. We were the commander of the tenth company."

"You have forgotten the commandments of the Legion. Death is nothing compared to self-defense."

The Raptor then made a harsh hoarse sound, equivalent to laughing.

"Even so, death is still the outcome I would rather avoid. We have been taught this

The commandment is over, and I don't intend to accept it again in my lifetime. "

Fearless responded with a rumbling roar.

"If you haven't been taught a lesson twice, you won't learn a lesson! Stop complaining now,

Before we worry that it's over, we'll face these alien scum. "

"It's very kind of you to come back, company commander."

Said Cylon suddenly.

"Then don't giggle like a baby."

Daredevil replied.

"Talos, what's your plan? It's better to be grand, brother. I don't want to die for the third time on anything disgraceful."

The soldiers of several legions gathered together gave out cold laughter.

"This is not a joke!"

Roared macalyon.

"Company commander, we didn't take it as a joke."

Makushen said,

The prophet activates tactical holography.

Dense asteroids are scattered in the space above the projection table, and a beating symbol in the center of the galaxy cluster shows the curse echo.

"We are safe now, in a group of asteroids northwest of the storm domain."

Makarion made another grinding sound.

"Why are we in the storm realm? If we want to return to the great eye, we don't need to pass here."

Lukofus made a gesture to the hologram, a symbol of gang contempt.

"We don't understand, but the prophet insisted on changing the route, so we plunged into the arms of those alien bitches, as if we had entered a brothel full of mutant freaks."

Celion cleared his throat.

"Prophet, can you tell us at this time?"

Under the gaze of the crowd, Talos hesitated for a moment and whispered:

"There is a voice, a voice appearing in the preview, which is very familiar, but I can't remember who it is. He called me to the storm star region... I believe in preview and there is a way out here. The spirit family can predict our position, which will not make us easily return to the great eye."

"Ha, it's preview again."

Lukofus screamed, but was immediately interrupted by makarion's roar.

"Enough, shut up first!"

Then he turned to Talos.

"You've worked hard, soul hunter."

"How many times do I have to pull you out of the grave and tell you not to call me that again?"

"What else do you see or hear besides this?"

Then Talos enters another set of coordinates, the hologram shrinks, the zoom shows the planet itself, and many other flashing runes show more surrounding worlds.

"This is the Nathan galaxy. It's very close to us. That voice told me the name of this galaxy."

"Is that the territory of the Empire?"

"Yes, strictly speaking, we are now in the hinterland of the Empire. The empire may find us at any time and then be surrounded and suppressed by heavy troops - information captured on our long-range communication channel shows that at least five puppet emperor's running dog regiments are active in nearby galaxies."

As soon as he said this, there was a sound of breathing around.

"It's really exciting."

Cylon muttered.

"So you're going to let us smash into the belly of the Empire and kill it?"

"Company commander, it's not easy. The enemy fleet is gathering on the periphery of the battlefield. They prevent us from entering the galaxy. Now they seem to be satisfied with waiting, but that's it... The Lasso is tight. Every time we try to run forward, they drive us back. They know we have no choice but to fight. We have no way to go."

"Not necessarily."

Macalyon suddenly made a subtle sound.

"That man... Since he called you here, it shows that we have not reached a dead end."

Macalyon said loudly:

"Jump and leave everything to subspace."