Chapter 834

Through the observation dome of the unbound soul, soshyan saw that the warships were leaving the fortress one after another. They accelerated with all their strength, and the flame generated by the engine was more dazzling than the light of the sun.

He stood there, watching like this for a whole hour, holding his helmet in his hand.

The reason for this was that he wanted to see his subordinates leave with his own eyes, not through the armored data link.

Suddenly, a flash of light lit up from a distant space, and a purple sphere surrounded several ships.

The light stimulated soshyan's eyes and pierced his mind through his visual nerve. Nevertheless, he kept watching sub space wrap the ships.

They will be the first step in the plan.

The sphere disappeared, along with the ships.

At this time, the communication angel in the dome turned from its pedestal and opened its mechanical mouth.

"The decoy fleet has set off, sir. We are also preparing to enter sub space. I notice you are still in observation dome 2. I will order to close the shutters soon, sir."

"Thank you, Lothar. I have nothing to do here."

Soshyan turned from the huge armored glass. The shutters had begun to rise gradually from the outside of the warship, and the observation dome shook as they rose.

Suddenly, the door opened and sol came in.

He looked more worried than at the meeting.

"What's up, commander sol?"

The shutters of the dome are completely closed, separating them from the scenes of emptiness and sub space.

"I've been thinking about a problem."

Sol hasn't participated in the star Knight's military action for a long time. This time, he asked to participate, but he was very worried.

"If we can easily see through things, there is no reason for the senior level of the Minotaur regiment not to see through. They should know that we won't get into the trap."

"You mean they have other backers?"

Sol shook his head.

"This is just a possibility. What worries me more is that gria is afraid to hide a lot of things."

"Gria?"

Soshyan frowned slightly. He felt that what he suspected was not the same as what sol suspected, so he decided not to think about it and listened to the other party's views directly.

"What could it be?"

"The reason why the mourners went on duty."

Soshyan thought for a moment, and then he was startled.

What Saul said was true. Gria's mechanists did hide something, but he had focused on Minotaur and ignored it.

"Yes, yes... It's strange everywhere. If it's just a trivial matter, why don't they solve it by themselves?"

"But if it's an important event, why should the astat regiment intervene?"

Soshyan thought for a moment and suddenly realized where Sol's uneasiness came from.

"There is only one possibility. What happened in that place is something they can't solve but can't make public, and they must know what happened there."

Speaking of this, soxhi suddenly patted the railing around him, and a deep trace immediately appeared on it.

"Hateful! These mechanists pretend to be dull on the surface and more cunning in the heart! They must have taken advantage of the malakin brothers' eagerness to restore the mentality of the battle group and deceived him to perform this task with vague excuses."

"Unfortunately, we don't have time to ask them now."

"Then let's personally drag the mourner out of the trap!"

Soshyan clenched his fist and made up his mind to save their allies at all costs.

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In the void, a fleet is slowly breaking away from the orbit of the planet.

Among them, at the front is a giant ship with thick armor, the power of Daedalus.

The bridge of this ancient warship is like a locomotive with ten kilometers long and 19 carriages. It is disorderly derailed without arrangement. A large number of pipelines and equipment are piled together, showing some orderly chaos.

The ship body trembled and groaned, the heavy transverse frame across the bridge like a church cellar screamed due to distorted pressure and burning engines, and the uniformed crew shouted the status reports of the main systems.

"All ships have been reported."

The communications director announced loudly that he would habitually tap the meditator's interface with his fingers only when he was nervous.

"A perfect transfer."

"Give me a visual."

The captain of the power of Daedalus, a man of about fifty, snapped.

Then, the eye-shaped screen flickered out, while the heavy plastic steel light shield covering the compartment window was rolled up manually by the sweating sailors.

A light from a distant star swept away the crimson stripes of the emergency light, and the optical eyes of the mechanical priests even narrowed their aperture automatically. The other crew members on the bridge grunted in pain, covering their eyes or looking away until their vision was adapted.

"Are we at the specified coordinates?"

A mighty giant sits on a throne made of bronze and ox horn, side by side with the command platform on a separate platform, ensuring that the people sitting on it can supervise the whole bridge.

The giant just sat about two meters high and wore a set of bronze armor, just like the warriors of gutera. Even the muscle texture of the abdomen was carved on the armor. There was an angry bull head sign on the slightly tilted shoulder armor, and the tassel on it extended close to the elbow.

He was wearing a helmet. There was only cold gaze behind his black eyeglasses. On both sides of the throne stood a giant wearing brown terminator armor. The giant on the left held a mysterious black spear, and the giant on the right held a thick round shield engraved with a bull.

This person is the battle leader of Minotaur, astrion Moro, a mysterious, indifferent and cruel soldier.

"The main jumping point of the galaxy."

The clean-up captain shouted, but did not look up from his screen.

"Coordinates confirmed, but -"

Soon, he felt the weight of his sharp eyes fall on his back. At the same time, he analyzed the preliminary divination report, and his strengthened nerve processed the output information much faster than his crew or meditators.

He was not sure whether it was good news or bad news.

"Come on, captain."

"There are ships, Lords and three ships, which are leaving the high anchorage of the main jump point to intercept us. Their identity is unknown, but they can be expected to come from... Star knights. They are much faster than we expected."

Astrion leaned forward on the throne and then spit out a few words without emotion.

"Go to war."

The fleet immediately began to turn towards the node tearing a crack, where three transformed heavy cargo ships were slowly approaching——