Dark Blood Age

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Earthlings, as well as the race of the former Cold Star fleet, are mostly the last remaining low-life members of this fleet led by Hu, and experimental identities like Hu are not counted.

The most intuitive consequence of their departure is that the entire fleet no longer looks so indisputable, and the level and level of life is immediately “pure” much more.

Exactly, when the fairy defeat scenario radiates, no one in the fleet will be surprised by the fairy life form, which is quite “calm”.

Throughout the interstellar voyage, the fleet encountered a lot of life, but basically none of the characteristics of the fairy strongmen made it clear that there was a wide gap between the fairies and them. Like the Angry Man versus the Underground Man, even if he lived on the same ship, the Underground Man never figured out what the Angry Man was like.

The fairies shown on the radiation map are nothing like the beautiful fairies imagined, their starships, as if they were their own bodies, or their exogenous forms of life.

It seems to me that nothing, quite normal, is a star race, that technology has evolved to a certain level, and that there is enough capacity to integrate advanced technologies into the biological sciences.

Any tool, be it as small as a wrench or as big as a starship, is an extension of life's external needs.

Life needs to see the outside world, and so it evolves from a primitive cell, and in order to have an eye, it needs to feel the temperature of the world, it evolves tactile, and so on, it needs to fly, and it evolves wings, and intelligent creatures, and intelligent creatures, instead of long biological natural evolution, make aircraft directly.

When technology reaches a certain level, they can artificially “evolve” the functionality of "aircraft" in their organisms.

The fairies may or may not be a race like this: they may have evolved in the direction of flight from the beginning, but in any case, they sailed in the stars using life as a starship, which is a remarkable achievement.

So, from a distance, the fairies don't look like fairies, but like a “fairy beast.”

And when these countless “fairy beasts” make up an endless array of calculations like the ocean, stretching over an infinite starry sky, the sense of shock is indescribable, and fully demonstrates their individual and starship computing power advantages.

Unfortunately, they still lost the war.

The first turn of the silver warship, against the huge gravity of the entire galaxy against the disc surface, pulled vertically relative to the original course, rising from the face of the galaxy.

Its judgment is accurate, and in any spatial position in a galaxy, the direction of the vertical galaxy disk face, though the worst course, is the nearest exit direction, even if it takes countless times more energy than the optimal course.

In front of the others, from the fragmented fairy clan to the subadvanced races in the periphery, almost equally choose the shortest escape path that each person can possess on the path of light passing the message of defeat.

So, countless spacecraft, like countless boiling wire bubbles, creepingly “evaporated” up the entire galaxy, trying to escape the vast gravity of the galaxy and escape the defeated hell.

But if you can get away with it, it's not called defeat.

The center of defeat begins when the fairy family calculates where the array breaks, like a snowball sweeping across the galaxy, along the way, everywhere, countless spacecraft quickly lose control in the ascent of escape, die generally quiet, or hover, or float in gravitational orbit, or are pulled back by gravity onto the disc of the galaxy, and die sweeping across the stars at the speed of light.

Receiving Fairies' defeat signals, seeing their defeat scenes, is tantamount to seeing the death swept up. Running away is nothing but a senseless struggle. The speed of light is instantaneous. Fairies' defeat announcement signals actually have no effect. Just tell everyone that we are all going to die. Get ready to die.

That's all, perhaps with a hint of dissatisfaction and sigh, but nobody cares anymore.

The master of the Grand Palace of the Sea State and Battousai are in the control compartment at this time, witnessing it all with his own eyes, the only thought at this moment is that the decision to eventually consent to the departure of the Sea Nation is absolutely correct, otherwise it will be buried here with it.

Even with genius, at this point, all the battleships in the fleet can only be ordered to change course vertically, follow behind the silver warships and accelerate over the galaxy's disk.

The next moment, death swept up--

“Thrusters out of control! ”

“Ship armor out of control! ”

“Weapons out of control! ”

“Detection instrument out of control! ”

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“Signalling device lost...”

The snowflakes of the war newspaper generally flew into the control room, and when the last one entered, the whole world seemed to fall into “darkness”, and everyone, all the ships, became deaf, blind and paralyzed, unable to hear or move.

The control of the ship was taken away, the control of the body was taken away, and the brilliant stars were still shining, as if everything was still the same, unchanged, but seemed to have changed completely.

The silver battleship is still struggling, and its hull is now showing beyond everyone's imagination, fearless of sweeping death control, like a lonely king, above the disk starlight of Tina, struggling to move up, up, and up! It shakes the life of entire galaxies, if they can see it.

Thousand ships were swept over by the light of death and stationary on the upward escape route, only it rose sharply!

Seeing as it is about to break free from the siege of the light of death, escape from the muddy hell, return to the embrace surrounding the dark realm, the space of freedom, and become the only “survivor," at this time it seems to need whatever support it seeks from the peak source life in the ship to break through the peak power of the light of death from the galaxy.

Unfortunately, the ship's peak source door could not be given to it. At the next moment, it rose slightly and then quickly fell, forcing the naval light to fade like a fall. It seemed a little unhappy, and some heroes fell into the grief of dust.

With the fleet, right behind it, the moment you see it fall, you also fall into darkness.

He thought he was finally dying and his life as a dark ship quickly lost control. This feeling was like being taken over by another person, pushing himself out a little bit, gradually losing control of himself.

In the “darkness," he was unable to communicate with others, not knowing how others, especially the Zulu, felt at this moment, and when he almost lost control of his body to the critical point, he felt a glimmer of not knowing if anyone else was abnormal--

At the last moment when the light of death was about to completely overwhelm his body, and came to the bottom key point of his life form - where the symbols of Chu Yunsheng were sealed, it suddenly stopped here for a moment, like extreme surprise, or confusion, and in a very small amount of time, with its terrible computational power, it quickly refined the seal text created by Chu Yunsheng, but as if it were a loophole, almost to a perfect degree, not knowing how much more solid and stable than before.

But it's not perfect, to be precise, the light of death perfects it, seems to want to see if it can be perfect?

For such a very small period of time, as a “receptor” and a "test object", in the lowest relationship of one's life, the shortest distance from the light of death, and possibly the longest contact with it in all life throughout the fairy galaxy.

That cold and magnificent feeling almost lost it in its oceanic structure as if it were infinite. The first feeling was that it was not life, but the second feeling was that it was greater and more amazing than life. It had never been seen, incomprehensible, and could not think of any explanation except for Macro Technology.

A moment passes and the light of death continues to thrive rapidly in the galaxy's ocean of stars, widening the scope of victory and spreading the stars at the speed of light.

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The “light” breaks through the darkness and disappears at the other end of the darkness. Then, every drop of starlight appears in his sight, and more and more quickly, in an instant, the dense and numbness of the smoky sea crosses in the darkness, like a giant galaxy.

No, it's either "like," or a galaxy, a huge galaxy, getting clearer and more complete —— it's a fairy galaxy!

I don't know why I can see the whole galaxy at the moment of death, as if the speed of light had been broken, and every move in any corner of the galaxy was in his sight, from the far end of the spin arm to the center of the other end, and if he wanted, "sight” was instantaneous.

At this point, he seemed to hear some "sounds”, whispering in the dark, but could not hear them carefully and hear them clearly, as if they were across a line, like noise, existed in various corners, but could not be deciphered.

Just wanting to get closer, he felt the “vibration” of the entire galaxy, rushing to “raise his head”, and he was shocked to see seven major spinning arms of the galaxy, rising magnificently seven giant columns of light rushing into the dark universe, nailing the entire galaxy into the pitch-black sky like a nail.

The light of death that swept through the star sea, before the seven columns of light, finally stopped, roaring fiercely and fiercely, but the seven columns of light stood still and nailed it to death.

Staring at everything in his gaze, he couldn't understand what could block the light of death and stood still, but then he seemed to see a shadow, passing through his gaze, seemed to be a white shadow, emerged from the darkness, went directly into the middle of the seven light columns, towards the light of death, in the vast galaxy, to and from the speed of superlight to and from the crucible!

This is the scene he initially saw, totally contrary to the physical scene, incomprehensible scene, he knew that this must be impossible, the reason for the phenomenon he did not yet know, then, like a watershed, at the moment he tried to approach and see the shape of that shadow, he said with great dismay, "Chu!!!?” Then he began to see what he could see--

Numbers of sky dancing, the evolutionary analysis of the grand matrix vertical and horizontal stars, and the destruction and reconstruction of structures as smoky as the sea, repeatedly...

And at this point, he gradually heard some of the noise around him, all sorts of life stunned and amazed, and even worshipped ——

The first was the voice of the Lord of the Haitian Palace, who almost muttered in dismay: "Boss? Mr. Chu? ”

Then comes the fifth order with the voice of the Drolls: "95827!? ”

Then comes the racial life shock of the seven flagships: "Left Rotating Waste Storage!!? ”

Last but not least was the sound of horror in the silver warship: "… God!!! ”

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