Under the joint command of the two Emperors, the Imperial Army's frontline retreated. The Celestial System Fleet retreated to the vicinity of the Mobrador System after launching an ineffective [Emperor's Breath]. Then, we started to abandon the heavy space fortresses located in the remote regions of the galaxy, even if some of those fortresses were truly important space factories. This series of changes was completed in less than a day, and before the Avengers could react, the Imperial Army had already gathered all their main forces and prepared for the final battle. This was clearly out of the enemy's expectations.
We were indeed preparing for the final battle, but not here.
The base on the Divine Fog Planet had been dismantled. The flagship of the Imperial Admiral and more than a dozen large motherships that made up the giant city had left the turbulent planet and reformed into warships in space. Only a few observation posts and a teleportation device that was used to transfer the 'mausoleum' ruins back to the City of Shadows were left under the thick clouds of the Divine Fog Planet. The space was full of magnificent spaceships of the Empire. The depressing atmosphere enveloped the entire high orbit of the Divine Fog Planet. The dozen or so pitiful sampans of Mobrador's "Space Army" that came to see them off were inconspicuously covered in the shadow of the Admiral of the Empire's horizontal arm, like fragile plants that were about to fall.
However, this was already good enough. At least the Pope had reorganized the "Space Air Force" under the jurisdiction of the coalition government that had been abolished for more than a hundred years in just a few days, and taught them how to fly warships to the border of their own homeland in a short time. This was a remarkable efficiency. Due to the existence of the Blunderbuss of Condemnation that turned conventional space forces into scrap metal, the Church of Grayblue had forbidden the Confederation government from deploying any armed spaceships in space for a long time.
The Empire's fleet that shrouded the entire giant planet in a spherical shell, with endless silver-gray starships as far as the eye could see, and just one look at it was enough to make new recruits feel like their legs were cramping. These Mobradorian soldiers were greatly shocked. The edited war scenes that they saw on the bulletin board above the city were obviously not as exciting as this. When Sandora and I met these 'troops' that were sending them off, I noticed that there was something different in the eyes of some of the youths who volunteered to join the army because of a little passion and the Pope's incitement. It was something that I had never seen in the eyes of any Mobradorian before. It was a fearless curiosity and passion for the unknown world. It seemed that the youths of any world were the most malleable. I did not know what method the Pope used to make these young soldiers who were used to a comfortable and peaceful life experience such a change, but it must be a good thing.
"There will always be restless youths. It took me three hundred years to make these kindling learn how to hide themselves." On the bridge of the Empire Admiral, the Holy Pope, who was allowed to board the ship for the first time, seemed a little agitated and a little restrained. As the leaders of the other vassal races looked at him with cold gazes, his tone was a little awkward when he spoke. "They were originally unstable elements that were strictly monitored. They were young heretics with active thoughts. They are very curious and are used to disagreeing with the sage's knowledge. Thus, in the original Mobradorian society, they were outcasts …"
"These kinds of people are the easiest to save the world," I muttered to my elder sister beside me. "How many of those who drive Gundams have attended a party school?"
My elder sister secretly glared at me and said to the Holy Pope, "The Imperial Army will be heading to another space parallel to the real world to resolve the battle. We will also be withdrawing the last garrison here. Do you understand?"
As the upcoming battle was no small matter, Sandora wanted us to achieve the highest success rate. Thus, every troop was indispensable. We reckoned that once the shadow space was breached, the Avengers would immediately return to defend their nest. Thus, after we completely left the real world, this place might actually become a safer place than it was now. However, even though we knew all this, the people of Mobrador didn't. It was up to the Holy Pope to appease them. I hope that he wouldn't disappoint us.
"Don't worry. The people of Mobrador have indeed been peaceful for too long. However, mortals are always able to adapt to the environment quickly. I think they already have the most basic awareness now."
The Holy Pope bowed at us expressionlessly (unmistakably). "The strength of the Saint Fleet has already given them a new source of support. Furthermore, I am trying to use something else to stimulate the next generation's courage, such as a fanatical passion for religion and the Holy War. This only requires a slight change in the religious propaganda that we have been carrying out all this while. In at most one or two generations, the effect will appear. I have already chosen a few 'Saints' to be at the front …"
"That's your problem. Don't report such minor details to me." Sandora waved her hand and the Pope swallowed the second half of his sentence. "In short, you are slightly more qualified now. Perhaps I will consider giving you a chance to take a make-up examination. We will leave some of the servants of the civilization community to stay behind to protect this star system. They are some of the bravest and most outstanding warriors of the Empire. However, after we leave, the probability of the enemy launching an attack on this place will be extremely low. Just take it as a psychological comfort. "
"Thank you for your grace." The Pope bowed slightly. Seeing that we had nothing else to tell him, he left the bridge. A moment later, we saw a dozen of Mobrador's sampans quickly leaving the Empire's fleet through the holographic projection.
"Finally, there is some improvement." Sandora glanced at the holographic projection and then switched the image on the officer's platform to another scene.
The image of Miriya and Bubble appeared on the screen. Both of them were currently floating in the crystal prism. Miriya was still looking around curiously while the latter had her eyes closed as though she was taking a nap. Behind them was a spacious silver-white room. A large number of crystal prism were scattered not far behind them. That was the entire Schilling Host Array.
"How do you feel?" I asked the blonde girl who was looking around in the image with a smile.
"It's so magical." Miriya knocked on the crystal barrier in front of her. "It seems that my mind has split into two parts. One part is in this pillar, and the other part has expanded to an unknown place. There are crystal lattices everywhere."
"The Host Array's servo support module. Miriya's core consciousness has already extended over there," Sandora explained in a low voice.
I nodded and looked at the other image in front of me. It was an unusually large Schilling Hive. Apart from its normal shape, its size had exceeded the necessary specifications for a Hive. The building stood on a steel-gray smooth floor, surrounded by a large number of auxiliary facilities with psionic patterns. The building seemed to be immersed in a very thick liquid, giving off the feeling of an underwater building.
At the far end of the image, where the steel-gray smooth floor extended to the end, there was a huge sphere that revealed a third of its surface. Its surface was smooth and covered with a beautiful blue shield. It was also emitting bright blue light, just like a blue sun rising from the horizon. That was the Crystal Peak.
As for the huge Schilling Hive, it was where Miriya and Bubble were now.
The method that Tawil found to activate the shadow space was based on the connection between the containers. We had confirmed that the black metal boxes were actually a high-speed information interface that simulated the Host Array. The process of Miriya's transmission through the boxes was actually the process of turning herself into a compressed package and uploading it. Hence, the containers were still connected. After scanning the containers' codes, we guessed that there should be at least one more container, and it was in the hands of the Avengers. As it turned out, our guess was correct. Two of the containers had an additional information channel that continuously sent information to a mysterious information port. The information that the other end of the information port sent back was the same as the information that we had previously sent back to the shadow space.
The third container was in the shadow space.
The data stored in Miriya's core could activate these channels. When the time came, the container in the shadow space would act as an information collection device, sending us the real-time spatial coordinates of the other end. When these coordinates were compared with the coordinates stored in Miriya's memory, we would be able to obtain the landing coordinates of the Avengers' lair and the password to enter the shadow space. As for the Avengers, I'm afraid that the moment we started the teleportation, they would immediately destroy their own containers. But that doesn't matter. After all, we only needed a forty-eight-hour teleportation portal. Even if the containers in the shadow space were destroyed, with Miriya's help, it would be easy to calculate the next forty-eight-hour Void Drift of the shadow space.
Obviously, Miriya could not enter the shadow space. It was too dangerous. Because when she 'moved', she had to maintain a connection with the nearest container. The two containers in our hands were placed at the bottom of the Host Array that we had specially made for her. If she entered the shadow space with the Empire fleet, there was a one in three chance that she would be sent to the third container, which was the Avengers' headquarters. No one dared to take that risk. So, she and Bubble would stay in the real space, and that huge building would be the place where the two of them and a large group of Schilling Host Arrays would work in the real space.
The core of the God of Fog was a metal core that was slightly smaller than Earth's, but shockingly dense. It had been modified by the technicians of the Empire into a Schilling Host Array with a large number of servo arrays, and the giant nest was built on the north magnetic pole of the star's core. Less than ten thousand kilometers away from the star's core was the crystal peak that had sunk to the 'bottom of the sea'. This special-service-type planetary warship would act as a secondary servo array and magnifying antenna after the God of Fog star's core to distribute the information from Miriya's shadow space to all the Imperial Army spaceships. After all, we still had a celestial system fleet waiting to jump, and it would not be easy for that thing to enter the shadow space.
Some people must have realized that the weakest link of the whole plan was the problem of Miriya's safety. She was responsible for maintaining the teleportation channel in the real world, and if something happened here, the channel would be completely closed, and the last bit of connection between the shadow space and the real universe would be destroyed. We would be locked in another world, and even destroyed along with that world.
Sending a large number of Empire fleets to protect the God of Fog star was a direct solution, but I quickly rejected it because when the enemy was frantically counterattacking, a batch of escort spaceships could not guarantee absolute safety. Also, our fleet was small to begin with, and if we split half of it, we would not have to fight in the shadow space. In the end, Sandora and I felt that as long as we could protect the nest at the last moment, it would be enough, so we used our elite forces to protect the core of the God of Fog star. That was Sicarro's group …
You had to admit that even though that guy was a stubborn nemesis of the city, he was very professional when it came to being a bodyguard. He could use his biceps to take on the main Galaxy Cannon, and he could even take a shot of Genesis after [Seed Burst]. Let's not talk about how long he would have to lie in the maintenance center after that, he could really take it.
As insurance, we also left Ethan behind. Ever since he helped the Town Security for a few days, 123 and Sicarro had developed a deep "enemy friendship". They both wanted to smash each other's heads into the ground. After all, handsome men were born to be enemies. Even though one was an uncle who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and the other was a handsome god of war, the two of them still saw each other as natural enemies in various senses. It was not easy to get them to work together. Monina paid a beating, and I paid a beating from a certain Red-White.
In short, in the end, the safety of the giant nest was guaranteed. Even if the God of Fog star failed, we would have enough buffer time to retreat from the shadow space. Also, the enemy might not necessarily launch an attack here. The possibility of them finding the information leak in a short period of time wasn't high.
In addition, there was a small group of "people" left in the real space. It was a group of fantasy monsters who were forced to come here and couldn't be chased away in the end. I really didn't know if they weren't afraid of death or if they had no concept of space warfare. After the few Azeroth intruders were chased away, they were unwilling to go back. I was afraid that something would happen to them in the shadow space, so I forced them to stay at the God of Fog star outpost. I also left a teleportation portal for them. Once this place was really attacked, they could run back to Avalon. Hopefully, this group of weird people would be able to save me some trouble.
"Parallel processing preset data is normal. Can begin at any time. Downlink host ready to connect. "
Bubble's voice interrupted my daydream. I was used to calling it thinking. I realized that the screen had already darkened. The servo array formed by the Schilling host became the only source of light in the hall on the screen. The teleportation had already begun.
The coordinates of the shadow space's teleportation and decoding code were uploaded to all the Empire warships. Then, like ghosts gradually fading in the night, countless spaceships were erased from the real space.
At the last moment of separation from the Prime Material Plane, I repeated to Miriya, "Remember, you only have forty-eight hours. When the time is up, regardless of whether we have sent a return signal or not, you have to pull us back!"
In the sudden increase in interference, Miriya's blurry image nodded. Then, the last direct connection between us and the Prime Material Plane was cut off. From now on, all the bandwidth between the Empire's fleet and the Surface World would give way to the shadow space. Miriya and the Schilling host would ensure that the shadow space would not continue to drift for the next forty-eight hours. Otherwise, the Imperial Army and the Avengers would be trapped in this world together.
"It looks no different from the outside."
Looking at the quiet and deep space on the star map, Shallow Shallow said in a low voice.
"That's because it's a reflection of the universe." The big sister took a deep breath. "The scenery here should be your territory during the Old Empire era, right?"
Her last sentence was directed at Sandora, who nodded. Before they departed, her face was still a little gloomy, but now it was completely cold. "According to the star map, this should be near the Little Gold Base's bright dust cluster, and there should be a deep space city in the direction of N77E65. It's a large-scale production …"
The scouting probes found the deep space city almost as soon as Sandora's voice trailed off, but the images they sent back showed that it was already a wasteland.
Sandora just sighed, and ordered the Imperial Fleet to rendezvous with the Celestial System Fleet.
The Celestial System Fleet also successfully entered the Shadow Dimension. The Celestial System Fleet's mere existence was enough to distort the normal laws of the universe, and it should not have been so easy to enter the 'other world'. However, the Shadow Dimension was a special world, it was built on a pile of information from the Surface World, and the unique physical disturbances of the Psionic Star on the Surface World were suppressed to a minimum, which inadvertently gave us a lot of advantages. When the Celestial System Fleet "sank" into the Shadow Dimension, they had already adjusted their coordinates. Before they teleported, they were more than ten light years away from us, but after the teleportation, they were only thirty astronomical units away from us. This was the limit of what Tawil could do. Through the observation of the fleet, we could directly observe the Celestial System Fleet with the naked eye without magnifying the image. In the deep space, it looked like a bright blue ball.
The thirty planetary battleships were floating out of the "bubble" of the Psionic Star, and so we could not see them yet.
The rendezvous of the two fleets was very smooth, and they could reach this distance in no time. It was a pity that the Avengers did not seize this opportunity to intercept them. Of course, the Avengers probably had not reacted yet.
After the two fleets met, the Imperial Fleet's spaceship was parked at the second layer of the planetary defense circle, moving along with the entire Celestial System Fleet above the planet's battleship Tedrassil's high orbit. The unique mixed fleet of the Civilization Community and the New Eden Federation's joint fleet followed a very special orbit perpendicular to the planet's battleship's equator, and together with the Imperial Fleet, which acted as the main force of the planet's battleship escort, they formed a three-dimensional defense network. Dozens of other planet's battleships also had a similar escort formation. The Empire's spaceship orbited in a high orbit parallel to the equator, while the servant army orbited in a path perpendicular to this orbit. This was a widely accepted method after many experiments with the planet's battleships. It turned out that by using the planet's battleship's gravitational orbit, we could save a lot of energy.
A large number of ultra-high-speed probes left the Excavator special service ship (a reconnaissance ship modified from an Expedition Class skeleton) like a swarm of bees, swarming and disappearing into space. Immediately, the ambiguous map of the Shadow Dimension on the star map, with the Empire fleet as the center, became clear like a car window being brushed by a windshield wiper.
Then, we found two things in total. The first was a huge building nineteen light years ahead, and the tide of information generated near it was cheering. We really found the control core of the Shadow Dimension at the first moment. As for the second thing …
It was an overwhelming barrage of intercepting firepower.
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