"Their military standards have even surpassed those of the startup team."
The Space Wolf said as she kept sweeping over the nearby Tenth Company warriors, then her eyes fixed on Rikas and the hot melt dissociation gun he was holding.
"There are many other things here that you can tell at a glance that it does not belong to the category of the imperial legal weapons. Some things are hard to say."
Nurus said calmly:
"The commander of Soshyan's battle has said hello, and they have purchased some special equipment from the short man."
"Short man? That...the group of aphrods who are suspected of being aliens who are doing business everywhere?"
"The Empire has no conclusion on the nature of the short man, and the Alien Inquisition also has disputes. It cannot be said that it is an Alien, at least not counting at the moment."
"But it is not normal for a group to buy weapons that are not recognized by the Mechanical Cultivate from a controversial...non-imperial forces. Those who dare to make such a decision are very brave."
"This is not something we should consider, we only do our part."
Suddenly, Nurus's eyes narrowed slightly behind his helmet, and the space wolf Ullerson hissed:
"It seems that Tyron has also found a way to deal with phosphating weapons."
At this time, Bahram also discovered an abnormality. It is said that the first target of phosphating weapons is the insect nest tyrant. But when the entire guard wall is melted, it still stands in the surging phosphating active fire, and even its guards are.
Then, Bahram discovered the situation. The tyrant guards were surrounded by psychic halos that could be seen with naked eyes, and the armor behind them was slightly opened, and the pulsating brain tissue could be vaguely seen.
The twelve tyrant guards formed a solid psychic barrier, blocking the active fire that could burn almost all physical matter. This is also the only weakness of phosphating weapons, which has almost no lethality to non-physical energy.
"It turned out to be a specialized psychic guard."
Immediately afterwards, the tyrant raised his head and let out a provocative roar. Four brainworms emerged from the poisonous fog. Their swollen brains began to glow, and a strong psychic halo surrounded their floating bodies.
With a click, the surging psychic energy first gathered together in the form of lightning, and when it landed, it became a shock wave. The wave from the subspace quickly swallowed up the rolling active fire and opened up a safe road.
Amid the roar of the tyrant in the nest, a large number of samurai insects led small creatures into the gap.
But the next second, the leading samurai insect was beaten to pieces by a fire storm composed of lasers, plasmas and heavy bombs.
"Concentrate firepower and strike the warrior insects, plasma cannons, and hit those brainworms!"
Bahram commanded the company to block the shooting with dense firepower, and at the same time mobilized heavy weapons to attack the brainworm first. However, the opponent relied on the psychic barrier opened by the tyrant guard on the ground and was not afraid of long-distance shooting at all, but instead accelerated the speed of extinguishing the phosphorus fire.
"If the Death Watcher is not here, I can use gray graft to kill the tyrant..."
Seeing the brainworm standing still at long distance shooting, Bahram subconsciously glanced at Nuruz and others, who were also trying to shoot at Tyron.
"Without outsiders, nothing is easy to do."
At this moment, an unexpected scene appeared. Only Tyrant Tyrant slightly raised his head, as if he had seen something, then let out a low roar, and then it retreated, and the tyrant guards also retreated neatly, as well as the brainworms in the air.
In a moment, they all disappeared into the rolling poisonous fog.
"Um?"
Without the command of the tyrant, the front-line worm swarm suddenly became a little confused, and the active fire that had been extinguished began to rage again, and with the help of the "ignition" of Tyron biomass, it began to expand rapidly.
But Bahram was a little confused. Then he raised his head and saw the outline of an aircraft vaguely passing through the dense clouds in the sky, which looked like it should be a Thunder Eagle.
"Is it...the commander of the battle?"
"I'm pretty smart, that's what I'm here."
Standing behind the open hatch door of Thunder Eagle, Soshiyang looked down at the rolling poisonous fog below. The thick fog couldn't even see what was really underneath, but he could clearly feel the restlessness of the Tyran Zerg.
While the Thunderhawk engine roared, the screams of Tyron flying creatures kept ringing in the sky.
"Well, I won't continue playing with you."
Close the hatch and return to the cabin. Now there is only Amnak. He is sitting in his seat, gently wiping the sword in his hand with yellow silk.
"Amnark, have you, or, in the past, ever known outside the Galaxy?"
Hearing Soshyan’s question, Amnak raised his head, tilted his head and pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled.
"Your question is a bit out of line."
"How to say it? I have always been curious whether subspace belongs only to the Milky Way, or covers a wider field."
"I can't answer you this question."
"Why?"
"Let me say that, I'm like a fish in the sea. Every time I surface, I see the same continent, which may be the same direction. But if you ask me how big the sea is, or even how many rivers it has, I can't answer because I didn't have this concept at that time, and now I'm on the shore, I can only know how big the land border is and how big the sea is, then I have to fly into the sky to know."
"Then what do you think of creatures like Tyron? I can feel that they are related to subspace, and even their consciousness Gestalt is essentially a psychic structure, but it is more special and more powerful. If there are life outside the Milky Way that can use psychic energy, then does that mean... the scope of subspace is by no means limited to the Milky Way?"
"Maybe this is possible."
Amnak paused, looked at Soshiyang, and suddenly showed a look of silence.
"It seems you have ever had the idea of ​​leaving the Milky Way?"
Soshyan did not admit it or deny it.
"But Tyron's performance made you realize that outside the galaxy is by no means a pure land, and it may even be a more dangerous area, and it cannot truly get rid of the gaze and trickery of the gods."
"I'm just asking you what you think of Tyron, what's the use of these extras."
Amnak raised his eyebrows with a smile.
Chapter completed!