"What happened?"

"how so?"

In the immigration spacecraft, countless people rushed to the window and looked at the huge fireball outside. Just a few seconds ago, it was a complete TL12 high-speed reconnaissance ship nicknamed "Flounder". It has an elegant streamlined hull and the speed that makes the girl "gaochao" scream. At this moment, it can't even find a complete hull. The violent explosion tore up its reactor, and no one inside ran out.

This is a disaster, but what scares people is that no one knows how it happened?

"Who saw something? Is it an enemy attack?"

"Hologram scanner, is there any clues to the spectral analyzer? What happened just now?"

"Damn, I've asked Lao Habi to check his power system for a long time. He just was too lazy to move. Now it's over..."

There was a lot of discussion in the fleet channel, and all the crew were busy trying to find the cause of the disaster. The navigation images were reproduced thousands of times, but there was no result. Every image and every record showed that the reconnaissance ship had self-destructed during normal navigation, without attacks, nor encountered a cosmic cliff.

A natural accident that God cannot control.

But is this the truth?

In the garden, the Speaker's face was already extremely serious. He looked at the fireball that was still burning and disintegrating. He asked in a deep voice. "Did you see anything?"

"Attack!" Sal Jones replied. "A super-speed, super-intensive attack like billions of needle-punched attacks. Because it is launched suddenly and disappears immediately after the end, it cannot be captured by conventional instruments. Only the thoughts of warriors above the star level will be noticed."

"But even so, the gap occurs after the attack."

Saar Jones quickly operated his brain, pulled out light curtains, and placed one of them in front of the Speaker.

It was a picture of a warship sailing, which was the previous TL12 high-speed reconnaissance ship. However, this time it was a slow release, and the picture almost stopped. In the image, the reconnaissance ship sailed normally, and then suddenly started from the bow of the ship, and the armor flew layer by layer, and countless tiny holes appeared in the hull, which then collapsed and shattered, exploded from the bow of the ship to the tail of the ship... The whole process was like slow motion. But there was no attacker seen at all.

"Optical images can no longer capture this enemy, not shielding or illusion, but speed!" Sal Jones concluded. "They surpass the speed of light!"

"It's a very evil." The Speaker said, his face twitching slightly. "Only the extremely evil can there be such a speed and such a quantity."

“We’re all wrong.”

The Speaker turned his head and looked at the vast void outside, showing concern.

"We have indeed obtained information about the evil spirits, but no one has ever mentioned the number and size of this thing... Because of its unthinkable illusory reality interaction ability and extraordinary speed, we take it for granted to regard them as powerful creatures with few numbers and medium sizes, which is a common sense mistake in itself."

Speaking of this, the Speaker turned around and emphasized to Sal Jones. "We forgot that the extreme evil is not human, and our common sense cannot be applied to them!"

"The truth is that they are in many numbers! And, in small size!"

"They are more dangerous than we expected!"

"Yes..." Saar Jones opened his mouth and agreed with the Speaker's judgment.

Yes, quantity and volume. This attribute that is easily overlooked among space warriors is enlarged to the entire ship group level. It is a big problem of life and death. Too many numbers means that the defense network is difficult to form, the size is small, which means concealment and amazing penetration. What makes Sarjun even more difficult is that because this terrifying creature has both illusion and reality, it cannot even warn the thoughts of the space warriors in advance. It can only react when it strikes. It is too late.

No wonder even the Boka tribe and the Gloria tribe who were always strong have suffered heavy losses!

So how did they penetrate this layer of Naraku?

"sacrifice."

The Speaker said with a serious expression. "Did you see that immigrant spacecraft? It was the super giant snail ship of the Kunte tribe, and it could not even be protected. It can be seen that the Boka tribe had given up at that time. It was a decision that any commander would make by sacrificing some members. The same is true for the Sand tribe..."

"Hiss..." Even though he had always trusted the Speaker's analysis, Sal Jones couldn't help but gasp.

Give up some ships and rely on sacrifice to pass through this layer of Naraku? Hell... what a painful price? In the past experience of the third layer of Naraku, it would take at least a few days to pass through this layer of Naraku... Isn't this pile of life?

"That's it, it's like migratory birds are hunted by natural enemies during migration, and that's the price." The speaker replied, but his eyes stayed in the fire outside for a long time. Finally, he said.

"Luckily, it seems that the terrible evil cannot be hunted endlessly!"

"Order, the reconnaissance ship group is protruding forward, the light armored assault ship group is protruding forward, and all high-speed ship types are disbanded. Be sure to find the lower entrance in the shortest time! Order, the main ship group follows the reconnaissance ship group and enter immediately after discovering the entrance. This time we cannot establish a POS group. I hope that the previous rest will make our ships good. If there is anything to add, it must be carried out during the navigation."

"yes!"

The Speaker was silent for a while and finally said, "Pick a warrior above the planetary rank to form a defense network. If you encounter extreme evil, they will resist."

"This will lose strength," Saar Jones reminded.

"I know, but I hope more people will survive." The Speaker replied, and finally said. "To contact our allies, what we cannot do does not mean they cannot do either. The universe is so great that our allies will have a way of doing this."

"Everything should be fast, we have no time to waste."

"Get it." Saar Jones replied, turning around and walking out of the room.

But a few minutes later, the entire human fleet began to wriggle, like a huge migratory birds, slowly sailing forward. At the same time, a large number of high-speed ships emerged from the crowd, stabbing into the vast void like lightning.

Many of them cannot come back, but they carry the hope of humanity and all their allies.

At this moment, in the evening of the gods, Blood Eyes had just opened their eyes and a look of confusion appeared on their faces.

"What's wrong? Brother Blood Pupil?" Little Percy asked strangely while holding Lie Teeth.

"I really want to... I awaken some memories." Xue Tong covered her head, feeling her brain in a daze. She frowned unknowingly.

"It hurts...it's very messy..."

“It’s very dark…”

“Where is this?”

"ah……"

"Brother Blood Pupil!!" Xiaobobi just screamed in surprise, and was pushed out by an invisible force, and he 'spoken' on the wall with a bang...

Bang!
Chapter completed!