Dark Blood Age

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"I don't want to get involved with this gang of hooligans at all. I won. I have nothing to gain. The main fleet lacks the life of Yuan Gate, and Yuan Gate would rather choose to surrender than be sucked away; if I lose, I don't have to say anything."

Stinky, hard, and of little benefit to the bones, is the thirty-seven ships. Since the Lord of the Sea State Hall, he has not been interested in dying for a non-cooperative source door.

They were discovered a long time ago, tried to bypass the past, but didn't expect, they found them, so the bypass became the best evidence they thought they were afraid of.

A dozen or so sources line up, even rogues, with a huge thug atmosphere.

Still on the bright surface, usually there should be a few dark hands lurking in the dark, motionless, closed energy fluctuations, difficult to detect before starting, very troublesome, otherwise the life of the source door will not be described as a star hooligan.

And I don't know where they come from, the diverse races, everything, and probably, if you win, it's the only thing that counts.

Unscrupulous, but still meticulously arranged the details of war preparation, he very much wanted Chu Yunsheng to take the false forbidden weapons and go up and brutally cut off these annoying source gangsters, but this is not a reasonable way of warfare, Chu Yunsheng would not agree, relying on the spirit of false spirits, and the forbidden technique that will reverse phagocyy, is to deal with the greater danger - spiritual life.

Thirty-seven ships had no choice, even if they were no longer willing to fight, so they became the main force in the battle. The Zulu wrath people and the Zhuo people still had to hurry to complete the subsequent design of the new ships and start construction as soon as they reached their destination.

If there's a new ship, at this point, ignore these guys and just accelerate and get rid of them at a proud rate.

Too bad not. The war has to be fought.

Thirty-seven ships are elites among the elite that have been eliminated through the various wars. They all have the ability to fight against the death of a single source of life. The difference is that some fight against higher levels of source life, while others fight only slightly lower levels.

With the coordination of dispatch, strength and weakness compensate for coordination. Overall combat power is far from a simple addition. Of course, the other party is not an addition, but the number of thirty-seven ships still dominates.

In the first wave of long-range confrontation, the 18 starry scoundrels were astonished. I had no idea that this fleet, which was still obscene and fearful, had such a powerful power.

As usual, they are united in a place where no spiritual lord is present, enough to overpower one side and ignore all enemies, at a time of mutation, like the others, they are amazed at how this strong fleet of warships came together?

Seems like we've never heard of a fleet with such great power on the battlefield before.

Is it necessary that those who have been hit by the source door honors and even whispered in their hearts that the commander of this fleet was so powerful that he pretended to be obscenely trying to escape? Interesting? A bunch of shameless people.

They don't know what the real people think, but they get angry and reorganize the front.

A wave of distances just now, because of the small number, they ate a lot of losses, the weakest source door, half of the life form was directly killed.

Of course, life forms have little to do with them, and their eighteen source gates are stacked together in an empty space of origin. Nor can they be struck by a single blow and remain firmly confined to all energy fluctuations in the area.

In order to put an end to the fighting as soon as possible, neither side agreed to use its strongest attacks and weapons in the second confrontation.

In that instant, the dark energy of brutality was so chaotic that it “blew up” the smooth hard fabric of space, protruding like a convex lens, looking far away, whether it was thirty-seven ships or eighteen source doors of life, from time to time magnifying like a bubble on a space mirror bubble.

Funny, a warship that was supposed to be a long strip, turned into a long snake that raised the belly in the middle, and an entire life form was like a source door life with a giant eye, more abnormal on the convex surface of space.

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On a large scale, the universe is smooth, and like mirrors, there is nothing to see about the ups and downs, but on a small scale, any time and space is uneven.

Microparticles, such as photons, are born and extinguished, and the short life expectancy may just appear instantaneously, vanishing instantly, as if they carry extremely high energy for a very small scale of time and space, such as a very small volcanic mass that is constantly erupting, boiling and lively, but all “disappearing” as soon as it returns to the macroscopic scale.

The thirty-seventh ship's various microweapons, combined with the bundles and yokes of eighteen source doors to space, energy, matter and so on, are briefly hybridized to everything, and the dark power of brutality magnifies the undulating foam on a small scale, obviously on a large scale of time and space, resulting in a smooth deviation from time and space, which expands like a convex lens.

It is not yet known whether the trigger, which can be amplified by brutality and darkness, is the particle in the material weapon launched by the thirty-seventh ship, or is a fictitious particle in the theory of the stars. If the latter is the case, the trouble becomes greater, and the former is slightly better.

The Eighteenth Source Gate is probably also aware of the danger, all struggling to forcibly break out of the convex lens, whereas the situation of the thirty-seventh ship is worse, the hull is huge and the matter is huge, and once the hull itself is affected by space-time bubbles, they will soon be extinguished in a vacuum.

This is actually a long-range, high-tech strike weapon that the Angry One has, and is familiar with, and electricity, in the signal of urgency, there are three kinds of weapons that they make out of this theory.

According to the electric solution, the thirty-seven ships utilized the dark energy that the Zulu were optimizing for them, stabilizing the fluctuations in the physical structure, carefully drilling out of the "convex lens” space-time convex one after the other.

By the time both sides had withdrawn, one of the other source doors was missing and only seventeen were left, presumably dead inside.

Looking at the "convex lens" bubble, it has gradually calmed down, and everything inside is in the foam extinction, turning into nothingness.

“Strange, how did it suddenly affect the smoothness of time and space?” Repeated inspections of their commands and surveillance maps of energetic material movements in the battlefield have had to be carried out, as if the situation had just emerged out of nowhere.

Electricity has always been very interested in these kinds of issues, and I was excited to say, "Give me a copy of the battlefield record I just had, and I'll study it. ”

Neither of them noticed that the five sequences hidden in the small cubic compartment at this time were sneaking up, mindless, shutting down the just suddenly agitated model in the core information base and locking it down completely.

Ever since that model added a little something, it has been restless, heartbeat, scared of something, it takes several times a day to feel a little relieved.

“Shall we tell 95827? Do you want it?” He muttered to himself, turning anxiously in the small cell.

It was fast, and the life form of the Zor gave it the ability to go fast, turning more than 900 turns in a flash...

“Fifth order, where are you? I need your data here...”

The sudden sound of communication made the mind faint it jumped and stopped in place, seemingly countless shadows overlapped on him until still.

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After a brief interruption, the fighting continued.

In view of the strange situation that has just arisen, both sides once again pulled apart from each other to a relatively secure position and then continued to strike at each other with all their might.

Don't want to get too involved with them, take the opportunity to pull the distance apart, fight back and forth, want to get rid of them, and the other side's dark hands never start, always a hidden danger.

Seventeen source doors of life are not necessarily powerful, but they are commanded by the thirty-seventh ship to set up the next layer of barriers and traps, so that the gray face, the advantages gradually become disadvantaged, gradually downwind, watching the distance between the two sides should be completely pulled away, eventually successfully disengaged.

Although not superior in quantity, the remaining 17 source honours believe that for a fleet, they have a temporal advantage, so long as they are entangled with each other and consumed, the weapons and materials of the warships will always be used up for a day, and in the dark, there is no complement, and the conquest of defeat is predictable and proven by countless experiences.

At all times, they are absolutely dominated by star races, otherwise they will not be loved and hated by star races.

Today, however, there is a bit of boredom, as if all the strength of the body is that it cannot be used. Every time it is hit with the method of source door, it is inexplicably cast down before it is formed.

Obviously there should be an even state of entanglement, but one side gradually falls, and the other side always goes back and forth, and the fleet is strict.

They do not know that this is a consistent style of warfare, and the strategy that it has always liked is how much power it has over each other and does not allow it to come out, which is the best state of warfare.

Above the stars of the seventeen source gates, looking down at the three shadows of the battlefield, lurking motionlessly in the darkness.

One of them said, "I don't think so. If we win, we lose a lot, so they don't chase us. ”

The second agrees: "Yes, the fleet is not weak. ”

The last, and most lurking, is not necessarily discoverable even when the detector passes by it, at the time of the first slight wave: "No, let the second team intercept ahead as planned. ”

The first shadow doesn't say, "Why? ”

The deepest shadow was hidden, "I'm not interested in their fleet anymore, I'm interested in their commanders. Look below, we have so many strong sources, but we can't play the advantages that we should be. It's confusing, and the other party is orderly. Why? ”

The second shadow agreed without a position: "Yes, we also need a good war commander. ”

That's the deepest shadow of the microwave: "Tell them to change their target, leave the ships alone, just capture their commanders alive! ”

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Only one more thing today, coming back late.

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