Chapter 300 A Long Day
The Cursed Echo received everything.
The determined and strong core makes it full of strength.
At this moment, it eagerly and impatiently swam out from the frenzied tide of souls in the warp. The seven plasma fusion reactors of the ship provided it with enough power under the work of the slaves, until its tail fin. With long and gorgeous Geller force field bubbles and strips of ozone ions falling into the dark sea water of the real universe.
The inhuman giant structure composed of inanimate beings and nameless souls roars behind it, or tempts any soul who dares to look back.
The gap is closed.
Suddenly, a slightly excited voice broke the silence on the bridge.
"Coronation of the Crown! Visual distance!" the Lord of the Oracle reported loudly, the old man's face was distorted by a ferocious eight-pointed star brand, and he was wearing the red slave robe of a red pirate, " System data is being corrected! Distance: 1,300 kilometers! My Lord, we, we succeeded! We are now behind the opponent, and their sensors will definitely detect us in about thirty-three seconds." br>
(*…Another sign of metaphors, my life is filled with so many metaphors that it’s tiring.)
“Metaphors are just the thing, Things always have two sides, even if they are omens, it depends on how you view and use them. If you can only hear the cursed echo from the massacre thousands of years ago when you arrive in Thesa Guarsa, then no matter what. Development, it is obviously impossible for anything good to happen.”
(*But if you go to all the trouble to save this ship that would have been blown into cosmic dust by the indirect effect of the Rubicon-class cyclone torpedo, I don’t see how it will be helpful to the next thing. Of course, if you arrive When you fail, I can still mercifully continue to lend you my strength and let you run away like a drowned dog)
"Look at it, you stupid little pig, you are right. I have greatly underestimated my ability. To be honest, if my baby PEPEA can get such useful abilities as yours..."
(*(hissed feeling threatened and very angry) Hiss) You're dreaming! ! Don't even think about it! )
"Okay, okay, just talk."
Lami Zane recalled it a little bit. Take a look at the operating scenes he saw in the scene provided by Coz.
"Connect to the navigation hall."
After a burst of electricity, Octavia's hoarse and tired voice came out from the roaring mouth of the gargoyle's loudspeaker.
"Your Highness."
"I need you to use your talents to launch a psychic attack on the Coronation immediately after the ten countdown, before they raise their shields or escape into the warp. Before."
"Ten countdown...Yes, I think it's okay, Your Highness, Curse Echo is excited now, and it's ready."
"Sai?"
"...My Lord." Sailian's voice sounded with a wry smile, "I know what you want to ask. I have relinked all my power armor interfaces to the ones you gave us. The equipment probes are on. So are Ursus and Lufrix. Oh, Lufrix and the other Blood Eyes were struggling hard, so we had to knock them out to get rid of their power. A. "
"That's right, I allow it, but the video is not allowed, and all the sensors and camera probes are turned off."
"My lord, they and the navigator's throne. The link has been completed, and the anti-breakaway safety devices have been bolted." The champion of the warband paused, "If there is an accident, I will take action."
"Very good. ”
"Your Highness. We are about to start mobilizing energy." The woman gritted her teeth, her voice sometimes whispering and sometimes speaking harshly, as if she was fighting and pulling against an invisible force or a group of invisible forces. "The bridge, the master of power, keeps the propeller power and the hull stable and balanced, and prepares for impact - I know, I know, and I am your navigator, I distribute, I guide, calm down, obey me."
In the background of her call, there was the sound of something strong struggling in confinement. The long, suffocating breathing sound sounded like they were being bled out like big animals waiting to be slaughtered. Same.
The person sitting on the command throne also took a deep breath and leaned on the back of the throne - although the second half of this relaxed and deep breath was choked by the still poor air quality here. The Mechanical Bishop, who was responsible for most of the ship's maintenance, suddenly felt horrified.
The entire ship suddenly froze as the navigator chanted loudly. The power master shouted at the control team in the engine room. Dozens of responses reflected the encouragement to the slaves to work. efficiency.
It was as if something huge had absorbed all the energy in an instant, and even the lights on the bridge dimmed for a moment.
“Oh, it’s about to begin.” Lamizane said softly in the voice of Conrad Curze. "No matter what, she is the key, even though Talos never really discovered the meaning of his prophecy to her in the end."
(*...Do you really think that in order to prevent the continued spread of the virus, I Can the future destined to decay given to these sinners and their descendants be changed by your efforts? )
"Effort is for successful change, not for the sake of giving up hard. Just watch."
"Fire." cried Eurydice of Terra before a pantheon highlighted by maelstroms of cold, unhuman hunger shattered by the roaring sea of souls.
"The lighthouse, the star torch, the fire that cuts through the long night has been lit! The Emperor's will has been formed here! The place where the light blades of the stars point to! From the dawn of the Empire's unification, dedicated to the Empire's Golden Throne Trillions of human souls that never stop! I see you! Light the way!"
The woman's hoarse voice echoed on the bridge, "O stars in the sky! Guide me, guide me to ride this demonic wave!"
The Cursed Echo's eager response surged in its engines, and Like the deep-sea predators of ancient Terra, it was reined in and guided by the talent and will of its navigator, opening its maw of the void full of teeth and claws to the scarlet cruiser in front of it, leaving nothing in front of it. The muzzle of the cannon spewed out a cold wave of void that was dark and cold and invisible to human physical vision.
For the first few seconds, nothing happened, and it looked like the Coronation was about to successfully turn around and prepare to distance itself to fire its weapons - and the Cursed Echo's energy had been temporarily depleted.
Then in the magnified view of the auspicious device, the scarlet cruiser "frozen".
"The target is losing energy rapidly!"
"The master of the apocalypse, Ms. Communications, is confirming the soul signal for us."
"The instrument interference...has been restored! Determining...sleep Or in a coma! The other party has lost his motivation!"
It started as a murmur of praise, and then gradually turned into a loud praise.
At this time, Lamizane smiled at everyone on the bridge who cheered and paid the highest praise to their master, and did a good job of covering up his secret sigh of relief. fact.
(*You must have been a bit harsh just now.)
"Shut up." At the same time, the Night King's pale face turned to Talos, who was guarding the bridge, "——I'm not talking about you, Talos. Command. The deck is yours now. Start looking for some suitable people to go to the opposite side to finish the work. Remember my instructions, don't cause additional casualties, and listen to Markarian's opinion more. I'm going to have a good rest. It's not particularly important. Don’t call me for anything.”
Dietrian stood at the console and straightened his metal body again.
"Ohm Messiah's wrench." The Mechanical Bishop sighed, "Finally, this long day is finally over."
"That's it, Bishop."< br>
The Lord of Night narrowed his eyes, "You just have some time to work overtime and explain to me what 'Scream' is. I hope to see your report after the break."
"... ”
(End of this chapter)