"Destruction ghost? Please answer, please answer -"

Kelkus has sent a dozen communications requests to the outside fleet, but there is no sound on the communication channel except the scream.

Then he shook his head to the Lord around him, Ruft Huron.

"It seems that... The other party has prepared a special trap for us."

Huron sighed and smiled.

"Master, the situation has changed. Shall we --"

"Retreat?"

Huron grinned as if mocking his subordinates' stupidity.

"I can guarantee that as soon as our thunder Eagle leaves the hangar, the weapon system of hell's pupil will start and destroy us all. At this distance, none of us can escape."

"But why didn't they do that on the way?"

"Because they are not sure whether I will log in personally."

Huron looked down at his slightly moving claws.

"Good calculation, soshyan Alexei."

At this time, Huron calmed down without anger or disappointment. It was this calm in the face of danger that helped him through disasters.

"Wizard."

He turned his eyes to Garon sulet.

"We think this kind of communication interference is very abnormal. What do you think?"

The chaotic wizard's horned helmet clicked slightly.

"Yes, master, I feel the fluctuation of psionics. Its principle is quite similar to that of subspace storm... If it continues, I'm afraid the situation will be very bad, and our fleet will become blind and deaf."

"So we have to make a quick decision."

Huron didn't stop much and went all the way along the road soshyan had walked.

Now the inside of the star castle is as silent as the outside. The red pirates pass through the lifeless hall and see the nearly annihilated statue guarding its slain slaves indifferently.

With the deepening of exploration, the red pirates' vigilance is becoming stronger and stronger, only because the destruction here is very thorough.

On the other hand, starcastle is not completely silent.

Bent metal rings under heavy pressure; The leaked fuel and coolant are dripping, splashing, spraying or flowing. The sound of footsteps echoes on a scale of kilometers or more, refracts, rotates and distorts in the broken metal channel. Finally, it feels as if thousands of troops are striding towards the people from the shadow ahead.

Then they passed through a huge temple hall, which was originally decorated with stained skeletons. Now it is just open holes.

Those skulls were broken into millions of colored fragments and covered the ground under the feet of the red pirates. A row of demon statues became a collapsed square array scattered among the ruins. A huge terrorist demon once spread its wings and entrenched on the high wall, but now it has become rubble and fallen at its feet.

Here, there were corpses dressed in scarlet armor, mixed with some dark green. Their power armor was broken and dyed black by blood.

After inspection by pharmacists, it was found that the condition of these bodies was far from ideal. The genetic seeds of each body were either destroyed or dug away.

Huron opened another corpse in rotten armor with his boots. The corpse was almost dissolved and exposed a lot of disgusting pus when moving. The armor had the mark of the God of corruption.

"Copras."

Although his words were heavy, his tone did not agree.

"It seems that the level of the plague soldier is not as high as he said."

Then he examined the body of a red pirate soldier.

He died in the battle. There were traces of explosive gun and blade on his body, and acid residue remained on the nearby deck and bulkhead, which was the trace of dissolution after the destruction of the physical form of the devil.

There is no doubt that they have summoned demons. Although they are the lowest, they are also demons, but it is obvious that the desired effect has not been achieved.

"Who will come?"

Huron asked in a low voice. Several of his wizards were standing nearby, and the power armor and its servos sounded low.

"I'll come, master."

Garon sulette stepped forward.

For those who practice witchcraft, extracting the memory and memory of the dead doesn't need to eat brain tissue or anything. They can directly drag out the soul of the dead.

Especially those who have just died.

He squatted next to the body, pulled out a knife and stabbed the dead man in the head.

A few seconds later, Garon sulette made a surprised voice.

"Eh?"

"What?"

"His soul... Is gone."

"Gone?"

Huron stared at the dead soldier, his pale face was full of crisscross scars, and his bright yellow eyes were dim.

"Robbed by some demon?"

In the sub space field, this is common. The soul of the dead is the most delicious food for the predators of nothingness.

But the chaos wizard shook his head.

"If the devil takes it away, it will also leave traces or smell, but he has nothing on him. He is as clean as a washed and dried dish. He has no mark of the existence of the soul. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I thought I was facing a dead object."

With that, the wizard pulled out the ritual dagger and walked to another dead man.

"So is this."

Then the third, the fourth——

"All..."

His voice trembled as he said this.

"It's impossible... Even the most terrible soul Raider can't eat so many souls at the same time! And this --"

The wizard pointed to a half body tactic on the ground, and there was an obvious mark of fear and abuse on the man's forehead.

"He is a believer of the blood god. Anyway, I don't believe that his soul will have no residue!"

"But the truth is --"

Huron showed a playful expression, and the sharp claws on his hands were rubbing lightly unconsciously, making a crisp sound.

"Their souls were taken away by something, or dried and wiped clean."

Garon sulette replied in an almost depressed tone:

"It should... Yes."

"It seems that something we don't know has happened here. Do you think it will have something to do with those imperial people?"

"I can't say, but I've never encountered such a means."

Huron and Garon sulette's voices were only heard by them throughout the whole process, so other red pirates just saw the wizard examining each body and didn't know the results of the wizard's examination.

If you know, their morale may drop directly to the freezing point. After all, for chaotic star warriors, even if they go to the end, they must at least return to the embrace of the gods they believe in.

Huron thought for a moment and then said to the Wizard:

"Keep quiet about this matter in advance and investigate it further after the war is over."

"Yes, master."