Chapter 642

"Armigiddoton's warning signal has been upgraded to red."

A large number of communications and busy operations make the air full of hot smell. Mortal officers are constantly busy coming and going. The servo skull hovers in the air, projecting a clear data projection.

At the foot, the legendary beast is inlaid in gold and gemstones, stretching its body on the marble surface.

Its master commanded the giant ship under his feet. Whoever boarded the ship, regardless of the rank, had to obey the command.

After listening to the report of the star Whisperer, Randall, the war leader of the white holy church, nodded his thanks and looked at the officers around him. They all commanded one of the fleet respectively.

But in fact, most of the people present were just a projection. Those translucent images flickered from time to time. Only soshyan and the chief star Whisperer anbai Tulan were here.

The meeting was as calm as before.

Randall looked at soshyan. What the other party wanted to express was clear at a glance, so he turned to the only person present who had not made a report.

"Master Turan."

When his name was called, the old man raised his head and leaned over to listen.

"In addition to the warning, is there any more news about amegiddoton?"

"Not yet, my Lord."

Master Tulan was panting, and his loose skin trembled over his neck in a silk robe.

"There's no news from amegiddoton, nor from anywhere else."

The answer is as expected. Now they are deaf, just as the storm tried to drive them out of sub space.

Although with or without the help of the bound soul, they can travel unimpeded in the sub space storm all the way, but they are only limited to not getting lost. Long distance communication is still blocked. They are equivalent to going to a completely unknown battlefield.

Randall didn't want that. He didn't fight unprepared battles.

"Well, thank you and your people for your efforts."

Master Turan took a deep breath and responded with regret:

"In the last attempt to cross the storm and establish contact with amegiddoton, we lost two more star whisperers."

The old man stopped, and his breathing became more and more difficult. Soshyan could see the exhaustion of his whole body. The old man seemed to have a fever, and a drop of blood fell from the corner of his mouth when he spoke.

"My Lord, we can't go on like this. Even in our dreams, storms will sweep through our hearts, just as they have life, just as they --"

"You have to keep trying."

Randall's tone was hard and harsh.

Master Turan wanted to speak, but Randall didn't give him the chance.

"Nothing is more important than this, nothing!"

Master Turan was silent for a moment and nodded.

This is a death order. Soshyan knows that Randall is ordering his star Whisperer to give his life, whether it is voluntary acceptance or resistance.

But they have no choice. All of them suffer losses in their unremitting efforts. Paying the price of loyalty is the essence of loyalty.

Nevertheless, he could still feel the mark left by the empty eyes of the blind on his back.

In the eyes of many people, soshyan is a kind and good man. He is looking forward to what the commander from other regiments will say.

"Master Turan, please go down and have a rest first. You can only maintain a minimum search for amegiddoton's communication."

Soshyan raised his right fist and tapped it on the chest to pay his respects as a star warrior.

With an expression of gratitude, master Tulan simply bowed, and then dragged his body away. His back looks like he will fall at any time.

Other projections disappeared one after another, leaving only two battle commanders.

Randall frowned and stared at the back of the star Whisperer. Around him, there was an uneasy feeling. Even if he stood still, there was a repressive momentum, just like a predator trapped in a cage looking out.

Soshyan knew that Randall was a man of integrity and respect. In fact, he was not as cold as he had just shown. He was sometimes extreme because of his responsibility.

"You should say what's on your mind, brother."

Randall cast a reproachful look at soshyan and shook his head.

"The red alert means that amjidoton is at risk of being fully occupied. We don't know the situation of the green skin. Maybe the track is full of their fleet. As soon as we appear, we may be involved in a fierce battle... The Legion can't afford such losses. We can't move forward blindly."

"But he has a point, brother."

Soshyan looked at the place where Master Turan had just stood.

"We can't go on like this. They can't hold on. If all the star whisperers die, we are still deaf."

"But we must also establish contact with amegiddoton, because after understanding the situation, we can make the right decision, when and how to intervene."

Randall's tone was calm and stable. Soshyang nodded and still looked at the place where the star Whisperer had just stood.

"That's right, but I don't mean that."

Soshyan frowned, his eyebrows tangled.

"It's not wise to consume star whisperers."

Now the fleet is still drifting in sub space, but the storm shows no sign of weakening. If there is any change, it has become more violent.

If it weren't for atani's amazing psionic power as navigation, the fleet might have been completely destroyed.

According to atani's speculation, the cause of such a storm is likely to be green.

According to her many years of experience during the expedition, if it is really a storm triggered by the explosion of green skin's psionics in a battle, the green skin of nearby galaxies will soon feel it and will soon enter the war. This is what some alien scholars describe as "Waaagh!" Energy.

"To put it another way, sub space storms are so turbulent that they are a barrier to us and the green skin. They are not so easy to get to the battlefield from the alien system."

"This is a gamble."

Randall's voice was low and flat.

"But if this is your decision, then I accept that the fleet should have been under your command, and my decision should have been made by you."

Unconsciously, soshyan clenched his palm, but his scarred fingers were hidden in his armour and were not so conspicuous.

It was not until he met the white temple that he suddenly felt how heavy the responsibility of an army corps was.

Therefore, he has never mentioned the merger of the command. On the one hand, he is out of the need for confidentiality, on the other hand, he is not ready to really lead an army.

Soshyan blinked and lowered his head. When he looked up again, Randall saw the flame in his eyes and immediately realized what it was——

determination.

"I'm responsible for my decision. Let's do it. We jump directly from the outer node of amegiddoton!"