Dark Blood Age

The fifth order persisted for some time before it was replaced by Ray the Wrath.

Electricity may have been excessively depleted, and so far it has not eased, while the third Angry Man was rejected by the Five Sequences and Ray in association with the circle of power he took over.

The new ship is still flying for a long time, the volatility of matter has accumulated to a terrible extent, the ship's self-repair system is constantly replenishing important parts of the new ship, the reserve resources are dwindling, and in a few moments it may run out of space.

The whole ship has entered the lowest consumption mode, all activities that can be stopped have stopped, the source of life is still the most headache, the whole ship up and down, as if dying, just relying on the tiny input of the source slave to live.

But Gennu consumed a lot in the last war, and it won't last long.

From below the source door, above the pivot, all contribute their remaining sources of life, sustaining the life of the new ship.

By this time, how can we not be interdependent and no one can survive alone?

After the Thunder Shift, he finally woke up again, but he couldn't hold on much longer. He switched back to the fifth order, followed by Thunder, which frequently alternated with each other.

Initially, each person could persist for a longer period of time. Over time, an invisible wall seemed to have no end, and their alternating intervals became shorter and faster, and the situation collapsed.

Once the time lag is so short that the successor is unable to come out of the shift in time that it can only be run by the new ship itself, it will gradually lose control.

But the day came.

After Thunder was pushed back to the limit again, the delay did not appear, and the onboard system began to take over and run automatically.

Then came the fifth order delay, Ray's delay, the delay was getting longer and longer, the three people could never meet again, they could only communicate with each other by message and convey their concerns.

If, at this time, during the intermittent period of delay, a powerful enemy strikes, the new ship that loses its "brain” will surely be destroyed.

However, even without strong enemies, they will not be able to support it for long.

Once the delay has prolonged indefinitely, no one can reappear, and it is not far from death.

But that invisible wall still had no end, seemed to never cross, and Chu Yunsheng was too long without news, and could not return for a long time.

After Ray finally reappeared, the second layer of the spherical grid world gradually sent out the message that thirty-seven ships had begun to clear their lives.

Finally, the time has come to take the initiative to demobilize, even though there has been a significant reduction in the battle for the return of life before, it is not enough, this time Ray seems extremely “greedy”!

The message quickly passed from the mouth of some of the pivots to the bottom.

The atmosphere in the underlying grid world is heavier every day than it is every day, and rumors have emerged that the Department of Safety is going to clean up people who have no “value”.

At first, the clans were clear, but who would think they were worthless? Even if there are no more worthwhile people, as long as it has a relative, it is worthwhile in this loved one's eyes!

But the extremely ruthless act of self-cleansing carried out by the race of the thirty-seventh ship star on the upper level left them feeling unprecedented fear.

They are not afraid of death, they are all those who have struggled to survive the wars, and they are all those who want to strive to be strong; they are afraid of the collapse of the existing system of ethics, belief and order.

Thirty-seven naval races can be callously self-absorbed, but they cannot do so. They cannot kill their closest relatives themselves without the great oppression of war. This is a wanton trampling and brutal destruction of the system of ethics, belief and order. They have not yet reached that level, and will surely lead to the total collapse and loss of the entire underlying world community before there is anything new to replace it.

Once destroyed, they will not become a true star race, but a walking corpse without a soul.

Even with the title of King Yan, he immediately found Iss and tried to stop the turmoil and catastrophe.

“Can't be so self-explanatory.” He calmly tries to convince YES: “Once it's over at the beginning, our hopes are all gone, and it will destroy everything, and we haven't found anything to replace it, and we haven't reached that level. ”

Isis looked at him like he was indifferent, becoming extremely cold and horrible, not at all like the one who wanted art.

She tried to convince Isis that, "At least not for our generation, not even for future generations. If we have to clean it up, let's put it another way so that we can sacrifice ourselves for the sake of the future, so that others can reach the opposite side alive... ”

But Isis looked at her like that, quietly, silently.

Finally, here comes the diagram of the same underground dwarf, who begged: "We can reduce the number of life at the bottom in other ways, Isis…”

Isis still looks at it that way, silently.

Qi sunk away, Ya left, Tutu also left, it never said a word, the icy look was like the laugh of the security department!

Soon after, a message came along that someone had started committing suicide, cold stars, earthlings, and underground people… one person after another had chosen to commit suicide at their own expense, and to die in exchange for the space for others to live without consuming any more resources.

The number of people choosing to die before it is constantly beating, increasing, increasing, faster, like an indestructible force, an astonishing force, proclaiming their sacrifice and strength, and striking deep into the heart of Isis.

With two cold tears falling on its face, the Wrath Man did not actually give a real order of self-clarity to the bottom, but simply let it out of the wind and forbid it to give any explanation.

And now...

Wu Fu may have achieved his purpose, but suddenly he felt that Wu Fu may have lost.

Those beating numbers of self-sacrifice, like an iron proof of their racial excellence, will one day become stronger!

……

The trajectory left by the new ships in brutal self-clearance and silver warships has been bloody.

The corpse spirit has been killed insanely, and its ship, although modified, is still broken, completely unable to withstand the consumption of an intangible wall.

It cursed Chu Yunsheng in its heart, while lifting the sword of the spirit massacre, chopping it to the point of few, a poor number of other spacecraft.

It soon launched a second spiritual war with the Spirit Lord. He was not afraid to wear shoes barefoot. He had nothing left to be robbed, but the Spirit Lord still had a fleet.

However, when the war ended, it could not be fought. Even the spiritual lord could not afford such a drain. In the war, a great deal of resources were wasted in the war itself, which was too unworthy.

The hedgehog's anger caused the matter to volatilize and extract unstoppably backwards, even if the Lord of the Spirit replenished enough in the second dwarf galaxy, even if it didn't end up being smoked clean, fortunately it broke through the past, and the wrecked spacecraft was still facing the rear very far from the subsequent star path, unable to continue sailing.

These intangible walls, they are not fierce, they do not affect the speed of the spacecraft, but the sooner they fly, the sooner the matter volatilizes, but they are the deadliest of the dead. Even if they break through the past and face the subsequent darkness, no one can escape successfully.

There's only one way...

“Find the Milky Way Lord! ”

That sentence, at the end of the war, gradually became a consensus for all.

Not only is the Galactic Superior resourceful and the best resource replenishment target, but it must have been fully prepared for the galaxy for so many years, perhaps something can resist the barrier of this path wall.

If there is no way to do it, no one will believe it, dare to drag the family across the darkness, either a star and a half point of "arrogance”, or the spiritual lord dare not to do it with a shell-less spaceship, no bottom gas, how is that possible?

But the Milky Way Master hid so well, so secretive, before, no trace could be found, no matter how they looked.

But this time, two spiritual lords joined the search to explore the subtle fluctuations and variations in the stars, and maybe they can really find it.

The new ship, Chu Yunsheng, has been temporarily forgotten by them. Living is the only and eternal theme in the dark domain.

When they began negotiating to join forces in search of the Galactic masters, the silver warships were still in front of them, dumping everyone behind them in a dusty manner.

It has not slowed down, let alone turned back, despite the fact that it is just as difficult as ever and that every step forward seems to pay a huge and heavy price.

Until a long time later, a cold sound in the silver warship was helpless: "Something's wrong, we can't get on the wreck! ”

Another faint voice said: "It's our problem. ”

Cold sound is cold: “Start a critical state of war on the wreck, or die here! ”

The faint voice remained calm: “The movement was too loud. ”

cold sound: “I can't help it, get ready to open it. ”

The faint voice cautioned, "We only have one chance to turn it on, it's a waste. ”

cold sound: “They can't keep up with the wreck, they're still safe. ”

The faint voice seemed like a moment of reflection, "No, not yet, there's another way. ”

cold sound: “What way? ”

The faint voice said: "Find the Milky Way Master...”

However, the Galactic Master was not so easy to find, and when everyone wanted to find it, it seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

The long star path, the long time, the infinite number of invisible strengths of the same path, from the two great spiritual lords to the silver warships, are struggling painfully, gradually depleting.

Time is getting longer and despair is getting deeper.

The path of life, as if it had been completely strangled, could never fly again.

Almost everyone has forgotten the time, not knowing how long it took to fly, how long it took to find it and how long it would last. A spaceship seems to have swept up in the long river of time, filled with the dust of history.

Some of them gave up early in the day, but others persisted for a long time in the search for a Galactic master, not knowing how long it had passed, until one day, with the powerful spirit of the two Spiritual lords, and the powerful search and location advantage of the silver warships, they still found no sign of a Galactic master, but in a coordinate direction, suspected to have left traces.

In that corner, they found a mouse hole, like a wall of invisibility!

And there's no more material volatility in the hole!

Everyone, all the ships, immediately fought and flew to that coordinates, drilling into that tiny, obscene "mouse hole”.

Ultimately, only new ships sail alone in an invisible wall.