Chapter 481

Several giants entered the secret workshop of dieterian.

They wear gray robes and hide the luster of power armor in the shadow. Dieterian knows these people. They are atoners and a group of invisible soldiers within the star knights

"Not yet."

The leading soldier made a cold sound.

"Immediately, sir."

Then the man turned to Valle.

"This is not your position."

"OK, OK, I'll go back to my little black house now. Captain Luko worked hard and you came to supervise the work."

Valere raised his arms in a gesture of surrender, and then quickly left dieterian's workshop

After the pharmacist left, dieterian's preparations had been completed.

"I want to hear screams."

Luko suddenly made a request in a very quiet voice, but it could not be refused.

"Yes."

Dieterian adjusted the loudspeaker of the instrument to project the auditory effect of the interference field, and filtered out the fatal factors.

Sure enough, the sound matched its name, and the air was full of resonant wails - a hateful organic sound.

Tortured by furious screams and roars, the voice of a lonely man added fuel to all this. The technical expert is very proud of designing interference projection equipment.

Luko also realized that this instrument made it easier to hunt enemy ships groping in the cold void without scanners.

Nevertheless, according to dieterian's report, the power consumption is still very serious.

The scream hid them in the blindness of their prey, but every generator on the ship was supplying power to the scream.

In the process of using scream, the unbound soul cannot launch energy weapons, and of course, it cannot raise the void shield - the working principle of the deflection screen is similar to the tuning of scream itself, and absorbs energy from the same power supply.

Luko wants to know what happened on the enemy's bridge and whether their system has been drowned by screams?

Will Huron panic when he loses contact with the fleet?

Maybe, maybe not, but he must be surprised now.

As for the imperial fleet, as early as half an hour before the scream started, Lothar had ordered all warships to shut down all communication and scanning instruments, and all star whisperers and navigators to enter the isolation survival module and inject anti-interference drugs.

Although their communication was also interrupted, at least they would not suffer damage.

And the red pirates?

They're not so lucky.

"Huh?"

A star Whisperer on the destruction ghost found himself bleeding from his nose, but he didn't care much. After all, it was still tolerable on a chaotic warship.

However, the officer in charge of the safety of the star whisperers felt that things were uninterrupted. He clicked a steel switch and spoke to the voice input on the console.

"The fluctuation of vital signs of the star Whisperer is abnormal, and medical personnel are needed..."

Gradually, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his eyes stared at the protruding stone engraving.

Every second, the reading rises sharply.

"Wait, emergency heart failure, and..."

The officer looked back at the star Whisperer and found that the person who had been well one second before was now convulsing.

"... Oh, my God."

Suddenly, a wet red thing hit the glass. The officers could not see through the chaos, but when a purification team entered six minutes later, they found that it was the heart and brain of the star Whisperer, and their weak body was defeated by unprecedented external psychological pressure.

The whole star language hall immediately fell into the edge of panic. The officer comforted himself while working. His hands were full of blurred images from the minds of the star language people he supervised.

Their heads are full of wailing sirens because more and more "sirens" are dying.

"What did they hear?"

He screamed at the chaotic and crazy news.

"What did they see?"

On the other hand, the navigator's tower, as a precious and expensive spiritual node - protected and reinforced to resist the invasion of demons, now absorbs all the death and pain born in the surrounding star domain.

It does not refine or filter, but integrates the sudden fear and fatal pain with the terrible transmission.

The tune of this song fluctuated in the dark, and now there is a new chorus.

Each warship that hears this song will add a chorus in turn.

On the Battlecruiser Eagle hook, a supervisor opened his eyes to the blood dripping on his manuscript.

He blinked and looked up. The mechanical bishop of the complex warship communication system was twitching, curling up, and sparks were constantly coming out of his body.

Everyone was startled.

"Inform the medical department! The bishop is down!"

Before the words fell, another mechanical priest fell to the ground, hit his head heavily on the edge of the table, and sprayed bloody oil from his mouth.

"What a madness! What happened?"

The Star Warrior in charge of the area almost screamed. He tried to restrain his uneasiness, but he couldn't.

The whole communication channel has been filled with terrible screams, and even the communication inside the ship has been interrupted.

Then there were shouts from the rest of the bridge.

The red pirate officer in charge of communication was stunned. Unexpectedly, all communication channels were disturbed!

Are you a star Whisperer? Or their supervisor? The poor fools endowed with divine language have never been stable and healthy - everyone is blind and weak because their souls are bound to chairs.

Shouting in the hall is common, because they send and receive too many messages every night, each of which will burn up in ten years.

He doesn't like the fact - but that's what happened.

But when he got there, he saw the dean of the star Whisperer beating the back of his head on the stone floor, beating himself bloody and biting his tongue.

He didn't understand that the Provost was newly appointed last season and shouldn't be exhausted now.

"What happened?"

Facing the Star Warrior's inquiry, the Dean only asked the twitching body, and foaming on his lips was the only answer.

The starwhisperers opened their eyes wide and were frightened by what only they could see.

"Speak!"

The Star Warrior picked up his thin body directly from the ground.

"I want to know what happened!!"

"This --“

"What? This?"

There is something screaming in the communication connection. It doesn't sound like human. Is it the ghost caused by this sound?

But he could no longer ask the answer, because the next second, the Provost's head exploded directly in front of him, and the dirty tissue fluid splashed on his face.

"Damn it! Who can tell me what happened!!!!!!!!!!"

In the roar, the scream mentioned intensity again.

The red pirate fleet is completely paralyzed!