The explosion roared and the earth shook.
The entire Crystal Nucleus Research Station is almost the size of a small planet. However, under the collective bombardment of hundreds of "Nizi" battleships, this huge space building still shakes terribly. Every cabin section of the space station echoed with frightening crackling sounds. The huge and solid crystal domes and prisms made toothache creaking noises during the vibrations. All kinds of energy-filled crystals burst one after another during the overload. There is a pungent strange smell in the air, as well as arcane energy floating like mist. The prisoner who had just been freed rushed towards the nearest exit behind a small group of combat elites, and beside him was the mysterious officer who suddenly appeared.
Along the way, this small team experienced unimaginably difficult battles. It was not Hao Ren and his party that stopped them, but the automatically activated security units in the space station: there were arcane guards that looked like luminous gel, and there were waving The self-discipline machines rushed up with countless metal tentacles, and the sentry turrets suddenly appeared from various walls and roofs. These messy things have unimaginable combat effectiveness. Elite combat soldiers have paid huge casualties when dealing with this seemingly miscellaneous unmanned unit. When they finally rushed to an ejection channel, they could vaguely see When we reached the outer universe, less than one-third of the team was still alive.
"Damn it... what the hell are these things..." the officer holding the scepter covered his arms and cursed in a low voice, "When did such an inexplicable force appear in this universe..."
"They probably come from another world," the prisoner recalled the strange power of Hao Ren and his party, and reminded hurriedly, "I heard them talk about traveling through the universe and so on—be careful, they will definitely take it at any cost. I'll take it back."
"Let's get out of here alive first." The officer muttered, leading the rest of the people to run towards the exit quickly.
At this moment, they suddenly felt a special shaking coming from the corridor floor under their feet.
The walls on both sides of the corridor and the ceiling above unexpectedly began to deform at the same time, and then slowly closed.
"They are going to block this place!" The officer shouted loudly, "Everyone, hurry up! Get out of here immediately!!"
Even the "rebellious" race that regards itself as a god has the instinct to seek life and avoid death. Under the pressure of the imminent disaster, everyone broke out with amazing speed. The prisoner himself didn't even think that he would retain such good physical strength after going through such a long period of captivity and mental torture. He rose into the air and flew forward with all his strength, only the whistling wind could be heard in his ears, and the walls and ceiling of the corridor that were constantly being squeezed back quickly in his vision, turning into a series of blurred phantoms. There were a few beams of light flying from behind, and he heard the screams of his companions before they died. It might be that kind of strange robot with tentacles chasing here. But he didn't look back—what was the use of looking back? It can only let everyone die here.
So he flew forward desperately, the last ten meters, the last five meters, the last meter, and the next moment, he escaped.
He passed through a thin layer of light film, which should be the inner and outer filter barrier of the space station. After entering the cosmic vacuum, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the voice of the officer who rescued himself from the cage came in his mind: "It seems that only the two of us survived."
The man who had just been freed looked back at the space station where he had been imprisoned until now. And looking for the place where he escaped from birth. He saw a gate that had just closed, and some pale golden blood was spraying out from the crack of the gate, forming a condensed mist in space.
And in the distant space behind him. The huge golden battleship is still bombarding the seemingly indestructible light blue energy shield of the space station.
A small shuttle flew quickly from the direction of the fleet. This shuttle had a weird shape like a bent lobster. The officer touched the prisoner's arm: "Get out of here first. I'll explain the situation to you on the spaceship."
The prisoner nodded, but he couldn't help asking a question when he saw the shuttle: "Huh? A planetary intrusion fighter? How can it be used here?"
"... The world has been turned upside down, and you still have a lot of doubts," the officer shook his head, "That war happened ten thousand years ago."
They boarded the shuttle and finally returned to the mothership under the cover of friendly artillery fire. When stepping into the mothership and seeing the familiar decorations and reliefs in the mothership, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, feeling lucky to survive the catastrophe.
The fleet immediately began to retreat, and the huge golden battleships jumped into the warped space one by one as they came. When the starry sky outside turned into darkness, the officer looked at the soldier he had just rescued: "What's your name?"
"Nakuru." The man who had just been freed was immersed in the joy of the rest of his life, and he subconsciously replied. After answering, he remembered to ask the origins of the people in front of him, "Where did you come from? And this Huge fleet... Is my family still prosperous?"
"I'm curious what the people in that space station told you."
"Those people said that my family has been extinct in the light of God's punishment," Nakuru frowned, "They also said that it was already 10,000 years ago, because the gate of Suluen was swallowed by the turbulence of time and space, we It was frozen for ten thousand years."
"They didn't lie in the second half of the sentence," the officer nodded. "It is indeed ten thousand years later. As for us... it's a long story, and I will show you our remaining strength when we return to the station. That battle The war did destroy almost everything, my family was seriously injured, and most of the surviving technologies and people were distorted."
As he said that, a smile appeared on the officer's face: "So when we learned that the Suluen Gate suddenly appeared, and found signs of space-time distortion and your clues there, everyone was ecstatic. You are now our Priceless, you lived through that war firsthand, you know things we don't."
Nakuru couldn't help being a little dazed after hearing what the officer said. He had heard the sayings of "ten thousand years" and "time distortion" from those who captured him, but he was always dubious about it. However, now, this The terrible statement was confirmed by his own people.
The officer noticed Nakuru's hesitation, and he reached out and patted the opponent on the shoulder: "You should keep in mind the pride of our clan, and don't be defeated by these setbacks. Now we need to rebuild the glory of the year, everything you know is right It’s all very important to us.”
Nakuru looked suspiciously at the action of the other party patting himself on the shoulder, and slowly nodded: "... I will contribute my best to rebuilding the civilization of the new gods."
Then he quickly reminded: "In addition, you also have to be careful of those who live in the crystal space station. Although they suffered a loss this time, they will definitely retaliate at all costs. Those guys have powers that I have never seen before. And that space station is only a small part of their huge power. Their leader still has a disgusting aura, and that aura seems to be vaguely related to the old gods."
The officer just hummed briefly, and took Nakuru to the depths of the mothership. Along the way, Nakuru found that there were very few people in the ship, and everyone was in a hurry, and there was no conversation with each other. He couldn't help being curious about this: "Nowadays, there are many people on the mothership of the 'Holy Spirit' class. Is there only so few people?"
"That war caused us heavy casualties, and even those who survived were affected by the curse of the goddess. For ten thousand years, our population has hardly recovered at all," the officer explained vaguely, "so what we want to know most now It is how the warriors fought against the power of the goddess 10,000 years ago, we must quickly regain this ability to fight against the gods, otherwise our race will be extinct under the curse sooner or later."
"The curse of the goddess?" Nakuru's footsteps gradually slowed down, "And don't you even know the beginning of the war?"
"Well, the curse of the goddess, that curse not only took away lives, but also confused the memory and thinking of the clansmen. The first generation who survived died in a frenzy, without leaving much knowledge," the officer simply said. Explained, "How did the warriors solve the problem of divinity back then? We found runes against divinity from the equipment left over from that year, but those runes can only deal with the remaining weapons of the goddess, but they cannot fight against the goddess By itself, this confuses us. How did warriors 10,000 years ago kill gods without some sort of extra great power?"
"Has the root of the universe abandoned you..." Nakuru's voice had a strange tone, "No... He has implanted divine power into the soul of our race. Our resistance to divinity and divine magic should is permanent...”
"The origin of the universe?" The officer's voice raised half a step, but he immediately realized his gaffe, and quickly straightened his face again, "We only know this name, but we almost don't know its origin at all."
"Can't the people of today's tribe hear that voice? That great voice from the beginning of the world?" Nakuru stopped suddenly, the expression on his face changed rapidly, and finally slowly darkened, "I have always felt It's weird...”
"I can understand, after all, there is a 10,000-year gap between you and us," the officer nodded nonchalantly, "I'd better take you to meet the leader of the fleet, he also wants to ask you a lot of questions, such as when he killed the goddess whereabouts of the sword."
Nakuru didn't make a sound, but just stopped on the spot expressionlessly, and the officer frowned upon seeing this: "What's wrong?"
"I admit, I underestimated you," Nakuru stared into the eyes of the "officer", "you are so cunning."
Facing Nakuru, Hao Ren spread out his hands: "Since when did I reveal my secrets?"
(These two days may be a single update... (>_