Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

These people's eyes all turned into black swirls.

Their entire lives, their will and even their spiritual unity were absorbed into this vortex and turned into some sort of... fanatical zombie.

Even the cerebral cortex undergoes organic changes, the old brain cells continue to die, and the new brain cells form a strange groove and glia in a completely different way, branding an indestructible mind on their gods.

Those who are obsessed with the black will and unable to pull themselves out are fully integrated into the megatron of the resonance of the divine soul, disregarding their spiritual power and releasing the brain waves containing the black venom constantly to affect more people around them.

It's like the virus spreads.

Wu Yingqi did not rely on his own strength to hypnotize everyone, but in a widespread proliferation, starting with the lowest strength, weakest will, most unstable low-order fairy fixers of the divine soul. After breaking through their brains, he could develop them into his own black chess pieces, infect one chess piece with another, several low-level chess pieces produce divine resonance, and then infect advanced chess pieces.

As such, a massive "spiritual plague” swept through all the starships of the Four Families' Fleet of Imperial Cards in an ever-changing solar storm with no brain to spare!

Half an hour after the start of the massive cloud, the first immortals who were thoroughly brainwashed were gradually awakened from the trance.

At first glance, they did not differ much from half an hour earlier, at best with a strange smile on the corner of their mouth and a dark glow on the bottom of their eyes.

But deep down in their hearts, they have become aware of the truth of the universe and have seen the ultimate direction of human civilization.

By communicating with a profound eye, they instantly understand each other's identities and where they are, and then look harshly in all directions, perceiving those who are radically different from the frequency of their EEG.

The vast majority of the fairy fixers are still in the trance of a dazzling perfusion. They are at war with celestial men, and conflict of heart is not their goal.

But there is always a very small number of people who are determined, loyal to the four large families, or who are themselves vested interests at the top of the family, who cannot be brainwashed.

These are often starship commanders or chiefs of staff, at least in ranks higher than intermediate officers.

They also realized that the entire fleet was in the midst of some kind of extremely dangerous spiritual attack, rushing between the tunnels and doing everything they could to awaken their men.

“What the hell is going on? What are you all getting? Wake up! Wake up! ”

“Raise the Spiritual Energy Shield and raise the highest level of Radiation and High Energy Particle Flow Shield! ”

“Release the highest concentration of sedative gas into the starship's tunnel. No, no, no, no. Release the powerful anesthetic gas directly. I'd rather have all the crew snoring and sleeping than them in this damn state! ”

“Execute the order. Can anyone else execute the order, asshole! ”

Officers endured headaches and heartbreaking shocks, jumping up and down like desperate apes.

In the harmonious rhythm of divine soul resonance, they are like the sharpest murmurs, suddenly found by soldiers who have been deeply brainwashed.

The soldiers had a strange smile on their faces, walked at a rigid but firm pace, swayed and poured towards the officers.

“Stop, or I'll shoot! ”

“Are you all crazy? Do you know who I am and who I am? ”

“Boom! Boom! ”

The still sober officers waved their guns and shot the heads of the first brainwashing soldiers into a shattered watermelon, but failed in any way to quench the courage of the remaining soldiers. At times, several sober officers in the district were surrounded by numerous groups of deep-eyed soldiers, completely submerged in the flames of fanaticism and disappeared.

Of course, there are many starships, because defenses are in place, or because of the size of the starships themselves, radiation and high-energy particle flows have failed after penetrating the layer shield and armor, and have not achieved 100% brainwashing.

But even if only two or three percent of the grassroots soldiers were brainwashed, and the other two or three grassroots soldiers collapsed into bloodthirsty human monsters, it was an unbearable blow to the ship.

Places such as power compartments and ammunition depots, often manned by grass-roots soldiers, are heavily brainwashed areas, so as long as two or three percent of the soldiers submit to Wu Yingqi's will, they can cause enormous trouble to the starship.

The first thing they did after they were "aware” was to destroy the power compartment, extract large quantities of crystals from the ammunition depot, convert them into crystal bombs, wrap them around their bodies, and then step towards the bridge with their hands, forcing commanders to listen to their "reason”.

Not to mention the massive loss of reason, the human monster, whose head and power are deformed and swollen, still comes and goes between dark and deep tunnels, kills people when they see them, destroys everything that can be destroyed, and performs a nightmare that cannot be described by pen ink.

Even if the still sober officers and soldiers give their strength to put an end to the nightmarish civil unrest, the ships are often torn apart and completely powered - the power compartment, fuel silo and ammunition silo explode simultaneously, and the larger ships are going to hurt their bones, without dragging them to the dock for three or five months of overhaul, never to cross the stars again.

In the first hour of the solar storm sweep, riots of either magnitude or magnitude broke out on almost every starship in the Quadruple Family's Real Card fleet.

And in the second and third hours, after some of these starships finally calmed down the civil unrest, something even more terrible happened.

On other ships, a large number of Starship Commanders, Chiefs of Staff and Fire Controllers have accepted Wu Yingqi's “Daigou Irrigation”, became aware of the "truth of evolution”, recognized the Supreme Commander of the Empire and the only true God, and became Wu Yingqi's most faithful claw teeth.

The black light, it burns beneath the eyes of these commanders and fire commanders.

The same spirit of enlightenment appeared on their faces, and the corners of their mouths provoked a strange smile that seemed like nothing.

They send messages to adjacent starships through intermittent and severely disruptive communication channels and communicate with nearby commanders.

“The Empire is in the midst of a new life. ”

These commanders said to the commanders of the adjacent starships, "The Supreme Commander is back and the Savior of human civilization has finally arrived! ”

Some starship commanders, when they receive this message, respond to them: "Long live the Black Star, long live the Real Human Empire! ”

So they would label each other's starships black —— the colors of the friendlies -- in the enemy self-identification system.

But there are also starship commanders who roar in panic and shame: "What the hell are you talking about? Hey, hey, hey! ”

These conscious starship commanders will simply cut off communications and emotionally label them white - the colour of the enemy.

Then there was a suicide attack with full firepower, in total disregard of its own defenses and the size gap of the enemy ship.

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

Almost instantly, between the waves of steel made up of hundreds of thousands of starships, innumerable stripes of light and deformed bulbs of light flashed.

Millions of nearby starships bite each other like indestructible hyenas, whether spiritual shields or composite armor tear apart like a piece of paper.

Large quantities of matter are caught in spiritual flames, radiating like arterial blood, spraying onto other starship shields and shaking a circle of colorful ripples.

“Polluted” starships are often smaller rapid-attack ships and arsenals - starships whose spiritual shields and composite armor are not strong enough, and whose commanders are not very high, are naturally the first faithful followers of Wuyinchi.

A large number of high-ranking personnel, including the Supreme Commander, gathered on large, heavily armoured warships and integrated supply ships, and for a short while had not lost control of the starships.

But the disparity in size and firepower does not in any way prevent the rapid attack vessels and arsenals from exporting the most violent firepower while driving their speed to the limit, directly hitting their own command vessels, motherships and integrated supply vessels, blowing themselves to pieces after a shocking explosion, and mounting an alarming cave on the command vessels and motherships.

Until the sun shined black, no commander could have predicted such an incredible situation, so they still listed the most dense attack formations, with little room for movement between them.

And after the solar storm swept across the fleet, a large number of starship power units and even fire control systems and master crystal systems were paralyzed, and a large number of grass-roots soldiers were brainwashed by Wu Yingqi, turned into monsters or zombies, and they lost effective control of the starship.

Often you can only watch your arsenal ship crash into your head and turn into a mad fireball, but you can't help it.

Messy, messy, haunting Starfleet completely messed up.

Some starships tried to take the road and flee, but were dragged back to the vortex of destruction by wreckage and fire.

Some starships battle their ships with gunfire, want to run straight into each other and take control of the situation, but it won't be long before the deadly "mental plague” breaks out inside these ships, and there will be a large number of deep-eyed soldiers rushing into the bridge, surrounding the commander and the fire control regiment, eating even the belt bones clean.

There are also starships whose spiritual shields and tail flames are fading away, completely losing power, as if it were a cold iron coffin, unimaginable to imagine the scenes inside it - or even dare to imagine.

This giant wave of steel, which a few hours ago was a hundred times more confident to destroy, was like crashing into an invisible reef, on the verge of collapse!