Dark Blood Age

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According to the latest coordinates indicated by the rescue spacecraft, the core position of the Reds is approximately two hundred light years from the cold galaxy.

In a galaxy about 100,000 light years in diameter, such a distance is not very close, but it is not too far.

Without the Rainbow Bridge, spiritual life, even flying at the speed of light, has to fly for 200 years.

So, telephony says that starry sky wars are often calculated over a hundred years and span a very large amount of time.

But this number looks scary, and it makes you think that everything will instantly become meaningless over a long period of time. In fact, in high-speed space-time, this value is not absolute.

When the velocity reaches a certain level, the temporal expansion effect becomes immediately apparent, and when the speed of light is constant, the internal motion of the inertial system of high velocity movement will become slow to maintain the speed of motion change not exceeding the limit of the smallest unit.

Of course, this is the feeling of external observers, the inertia system is not perceived internally, and does not feel faster or slower.

Over 200 light years away, in the lifetime of very high-speed athletes, the passage may be only a decade, a year, or even shorter, almost instantaneously if the speed of light is reached.

Blink, it's been 200 years out there, and you've been 200 years out, that's how it feels.

Electricity once said a distinction between high-speed life and low-speed life. For low-speed “peristaltic” life, time seems to come from heaven, unshakeable, and for high-speed life, the speed of time is in control, it is not a mystery.

Underground dwarves' warships, though weapons, armor, technology, etc., are messy in this and that aspect, and lag behind even the ancient spacecraft on Cold Star.

But on the propeller and on the entire flight stabilization system, there is the greatest support from fine and high technology and the personal involvement of electricity, like Chu Yunsheng's zero-dimensional, the most advanced and one-horse dust removal of the entire fleet technology.

Speaking of which, it's not really something to boast about, but it was the result of Chu Yunsheng's discussions with E-commerce at the time, abandoning other functions that are not very useful, and using all energy and resources for the fleet's transportation performance to strengthen its ability to fly.

The aim is simply to leave the cold galaxy as soon as possible.

According to the original design, given the field problems such as materials under the overall technical level of the underground dwarf, without interference and sufficient energy, after leaving the cold galaxy, it will also take a while to accelerate to a rate sufficient to produce time expansion.

Now it's time to speed up, the back gravitational fluctuations are getting stronger, and they've been here for too long.

When everything was ready, Chu Yunsheng flew out of the fleet, hovering in the dark space on one side, looking far away at a row of dark force thrusters in sequence to activate.

The calm dark energy field suddenly became noisy and violently disturbed, leading the flow of particles to erupt a faint blue light, pushing the assembled fleet towards the depths of the universe.

Looking at it from the perspective of Chu Yunsheng, the fleet at this moment is said to be made up of a battleship, more like a space garbage station with a heap of steel, without the aesthetics of a ship model, and without the strength of a fleet of spaceships, it is all like a high-end version of a civilian colony.

Due to the influence of the thin tall man, the fleet of pseudo ships is also a giant hexagonal quadrilateral cone, the spatial position is inverted from the main suspension in the core position.

Originally planned, the main vertebral body was at the center of purifying purified dark energy and is now closed, skipping its use and entering an inefficient energy consumption mode.

Such a wrecked fleet, going on expedition to technologically advanced Redman, looks like a joke, but it's still sailing.

The light of the star passed through its shattered shadow, and the afterglow, as if it were a reflection of a tragic aura.

The fractured fleet of egg-striking stones gradually faded away and vanished into the obscure starlight.

Chu Yun turned back and a cold bomb detonated under the control of the Grounder's command compartment. The light flashed, turning countless bodies of his deceased companions into pieces of dust.

They will be either cold-star, sporadic, or incinerated by the gravitational forces of the galaxy...

Chu Yun looked up at the cold star, the direction in which the earth disappeared, looking at its lonely and desolate figure, silently for a moment, then turned around and chased in a depressed direction towards the departure of the fleet.

Cold Star plus Earth, tens of billions of lives, now only one or two million people are left in the area, and the vast majority of them are scarred, bodily or psychological, all cold.

Chu Yunsheng's figure appeared as a curve next to the slowly accelerating fleet, looking up, this broken fleet, on the deck, on the side of the pod, behind the window... at this time, it was all full of people.

They stared silently at the increasingly distant cold stars, the disappearing Earth, the dead bodies in silence, at their homeland, at their loved ones, at those who cried, at those who cried, at those who covered their tears and flashed, and at those who shouted at them for something, but led to the crying of those around them.

On one side of the battleship, a line of soldiers silently honored the neat military ceremony.

More people are running, trying to get to the tail of the fleet, take another look, and stay a little longer.

They are leaving, but they remain here forever, their homeland, their families, their mothers… everything is getting farther and farther away.

However, the acceleration of the repression thrusters is getting faster and faster, and the shadow of the native people gradually blurs and becomes less visible.

When the last rays of light came from their position, everyone was silent, because they knew it was the last look.

Chu Yunsheng was silent, a slight spiritual tragedy flowed from his fingertips...

Dust made of countless corpses, through that light, in the dark universe, together as if it were from another world:

“… you must live! ”

For a moment, countless people cried to the ground, and grief filled the sky.

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Chu Yunsheng escorted the fleet as if it could be scattered at any moment. He gradually threw the cold galaxy behind him and entered the empty cold starry sky.

When all parts of the system stabilized, he accelerated catching up with the fleet and entering the broken flagship.

They don't have much energy, they don't have enough resources to maintain life, and they can't sail 200 light-years away in one breath.

Multiple replenishments are needed in the middle, and enough dark energy needs to be gathered for the next distant voyage.

If not, they will do their first resting in 30 light years.

There, on the established interstellar link, there is a planetary system that is not yet known to exist.

They don't have advanced positioning technology, and the coordinates of the Reds are up to 200 years old, and space is expanding constantly, in some places even close to the speed of light, and the exact location after 200 years also needs to stop again and again to determine, and then adjust the course.

Otherwise, flying in the current direction, eight or nine of the ten have nothing and are completely lost in the open sky.

As my predecessor once said, losing coordinates, losing position, may not even meet a planet for the rest of his life, can only watch it chase the shadows it used to be there.

This model of cosmic spatial positioning, which is nothing within the planetary system, is incredibly complex once it reaches a large scale, and cannot be built with the technology of an underground dwarf.

Only the dumbest way is to keep looking at the star map rays, constantly compare the positions of other stars, and constantly adjust the course.

Distance, though far away, is actually not too long once it accelerates to the rate of time expansion.

Back in the flagship, Chu Yunsheng stopped taking charge of the voyage of the fleet. There were underground dwarves on watch day and night. As long as he was not in danger, he would not be needed for the time being.

Over the course of this month, he has been practicing the third sword, and it will take some time to advance to the normal level. The key is that his body is not energetic enough, and if he wants to practise as he pleases, it is not practicing.

It is in this dry and odorless mechanical repetition that the cultivation accumulates gradually, without any shortcuts, otherwise he will not stay at the initial level for long.

In addition, the sword against the void does not experience the change after the sword hit the target, and the effect is naturally greatly reduced.

During the voyage, he had a rare opportunity to practise. Except for once, when he learned that she had joined the Cold Star Army, he had never seen anyone again and had been stockpiled with canonicals.

Insect body realm reaches up to seven yuan heaven, third sword type basic energy demand is also the level of four yuan day, still staying in the third order of the centimeter is negligible, can only win by quantity.

It's not that he didn't want to deduce the higher eccentric character with his soul, but unlike the wood-fired sky, what it lacks is not deduction, but a hint of soul.

The fleet is still accelerating, pulling apart in the hurry to cultivate the shock pivot, the surviving blood family, with his blood help, gradually recovered. Chu Yunsheng wanted to see what the side effects would be, but so far, unfortunately, there is no obvious characterization.

Jett was busy expanding his blood rides, and at a critical moment, they were the last line of defense and source of the script.

He was lucky that the ghost gate had been shut for a few times, but eventually survived. Although he did not have the power as powerful as Butni, nor the prestige as his cousin Shauna, he had his strengths, and various old and new forces within the bloodline found a balance in him.

The Silver Legion is also being rebuilt. He is still a cannery man. Thin and tall people have been unable to take care of him. The situation is not very good now. If Chu Yunsheng hadn't found a way to hang his life, he could have died at any time.

In order to avoid confusion of command, the regiments of the parties are also being integrated. Underground dwarves are mainly responsible for the space fighter fleet, while the remnants of the five countries and the Cold Star Army form a training squad…

The army is being reformulated, but they are not the main force. Three pivot pulls are the difference!

This expedition is bareback, the technology gap is too big, you must fight it all out, the first battle is over!

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