The spaceship whizzed through the wide passageway. Outside the porthole was a grotesque alloy wall that was blurred by the high-speed movement. We had been moving forward in the spaceship for more than ten minutes. The Pandora sisters were not far in front of us, acting as the vanguard. The two little ones obviously felt that the silly anti-aircraft cannons were not satisfying enough. Now, they were eagerly looking forward to the appearance of tens of millions of Terminators in front of them. I could not understand why the two seemingly tender little lolis were so interested in dismantling things, just like how I did not understand why there were no enemies in this passageway.
This was the third branch after entering the passageway, the corridor. The surrounding space was much narrower than at the beginning, but it was still nearly 500 meters wide. On both sides of us were towering alloy walls with countless glowing brackets. On the brackets, there were individual battleships or assault spaceships that we did not know if they could still be used. They were in a state where they were about to face a battle. All the battleships were in their launch positions. Half of the battleships had their engines opened, and all the assault spaceships had their locks removed. I could imagine that as soon as a loud air defense alarm echoed in this passageway, these densely packed killing machines would swarm the surrounding space like layers of bees peeling off the walls, and then rush into space thousands of kilometers away. This conjecture gave us, who only had a dozen or so small spaceships, a strong sense of excitement. But in fact, although all the battleships were in a state where they were about to launch, not a single one of them attacked. 98% of the ejection brackets were occupied, and almost every bracket was equipped with a battleship or assault spaceship that was ready to launch.
Now, I was a hundred percent sure that the Avengers had fought a great battle before retreating into the shadow space. However, there was a problem that bothered me: Why did these spaceships maintain the state they were in before the ejection brackets and did not move?
If the Warsong was an ancient ruin that had stopped operating, it would be easy to explain because the things inside the ruin would not be activated by anyone. But this was obviously a planetary battleship that was operating normally. It was still tirelessly causing trouble for my celestial system fleet. So, it was not normal for a normally operating starship to have an ejection channel that had stopped operating like a ruin. It was like a house with people living in it, but the table in the middle of the living room was covered with cobwebs and dust. Of course, if there was an otaku living in the house, it might make sense.
"The situation of this planet's battleship is a little strange." I communicated with my sister in outer space through the mental link. "It's not broken, but there are many places that haven't been operated for a long time."
"Is the vibration inside very strong?"
My elder sister asked with concern. I was baffled. "Ah?"
"It seems that at the very least, its' shock absorption 'is still fine. I've already withdrawn my power, and now the entire galaxy is in a mess. The Warsong has tilted ninety degrees and is now spinning sideways."
Me: "..."
In this strange "safe" state, we passed through the thousand-kilometer-long battleship storage area. In front of us was a completely sealed inner defense circle. Assault airships were no longer able to pass through. Shuttles were still able to pass through, but I felt that it wasn't very safe, so I ordered everyone to leave the airship. Several hundred elite armored Scorpions moved their joints in an open area that was separated by complicated pipes and mechanical devices. Their squad leader stored the airship into her personal space.
Pandora and Visca landed next to me. The two of them looked disappointed. It was obvious that an empty "ghost" base could not satisfy their desire to open fire.
"There are no Vengeance soldiers, and there are no sentry cannons," Visca muttered. She extended her right hand, and the tip of her index finger had turned into a glowing blue needle. She inserted the needle into a nearby cable and shook her head. "The alarm system is still running, but there is no signal flow. It seems to have locked onto itself."
According to the starship's structure map that Sandora had provided, after passing through the thousand-kilometer-long battleship storage area and the first to seventh defense armor layer, we had truly entered the heart of the Warsong. It was completely different from the planetary battleships that were built with a bunch of weapons and reactors. The Warsong had a very complicated internal structure. Its "crust" and "mantle" were merged into one. It was made up of seven layers of high-strength armor and a complicated battleship storage area. On this layer, there were many war factories and spaceship maintenance stations that were used to supply the fleet. We had entered through an emergency ejection channel. This channel bypassed many war factories and empty compartments, which allowed us to avoid a direct confrontation with the Vengeance army. But now, it seemed that it was unnecessary.
"This is the entrance to the inner defense circle." After confirming that the code of the surrounding equipment corresponded with the structure map that Sandora had provided, I pointed at a gate in front of me. The gate looked abnormally large and heavy. A layer of light blue energy floated on its surface. On both sides of the gate were walls with exposed pipes and cables. The exposed black pipes and mechanical structures formed a clear contrast with the silver-white alloy corridor on the other side of the gate. It was obvious that this was the boundary between the outer and inner defense circle.
"Pandora, do you have a way to break through this gate?"
I looked at the 1.2m girl who was daydreaming beside me with a blank expression and asked with anticipation. The latter nodded expressionlessly and began to stick an Implosion Bomb on the gate.
I broke out in a cold sweat on the spot. I pulled the little girl who didn't think about anything else other than explosions back. Just as I was about to lecture her, I heard a loud "rumble". Dumbfounded, I looked towards the direction of the sound. Visca was carrying a smoking psionic cannon on his shoulder as he muttered to himself thoughtfully, "Oh, it looks weaker than I expected. Is it because he didn't activate his force field …"
I was speechless.
Forget it, even if the one guarding this place was Sylvia, this commotion was enough to attract all the sentries.
"The other side is a gravity-free space." An armored scorpion threw a probe into the hole that was blasted open and did a simple analysis. "The energy flow is very obscure and the interference is very strong. We have lost contact with the probe."
"Be careful. Let's go in together."
I said in a low voice. Then, I took the lead and entered the smoking hole.
Although it was called a hole, it was actually more like a tunnel. Even though it was just a gate, this barrier reached an astonishing thickness of several hundred meters. If it wasn't for the fact that Visca was using a penetrative weapon that was specially designed to deal damage to motherships at the level of Eternity and that her Chaos energy was extremely corrosive, it would have been a headache for her to pierce through this ridiculous armor. The armored scorpion's mechanical limbs moved swiftly in the metal tunnel, creating a creaking sound that caused the atmosphere to become even stranger. This place was too strange. It was clearly an important stronghold for the Vengeance Army. Previously (and even now, even though it was extremely quiet around us, the information from the Astral System Fleet indicated that the Warsong was still continuously launching attacks based on human laws), but after Big Sister's torment, there was no movement at all as though she was suffering from a stroke. Also, from the moment I boarded the ship until now, I didn't even see a single enemy frigate that was in an active state …
As I kept thinking about this, I passed through the opening. My body suddenly felt light as I entered an extremely vast and dark starship space. In front of me was a large patch of gigantic pillars in the darkness, as well as countless dark red spots of light that flickered faintly in between these black shadows.
The hairs on my body instantly stood on end. Every single cell in my body began to tremble from their nuclei. I almost wanted to point at the sky and shout at the top of my lungs, but this thought turned into reality two seconds later.
"I — Damn it!!! Retreat!!! "
Fleets. Damn it, there were countless fleets waiting for us in the inner defense circle!
All the armored scorpions instantly teleported to my side and raised a joint shield to protect their Majesty. However, I was faster than them and raised an even stronger Void Shield. Thus, it was unknown who was protecting who. Visca and Pandora simultaneously took out their weapons and began summoning floating cannons, preparing for a tough battle. However, just as I was prepared to receive a baptism of cannon fire that blanketed the sky, the attack that I expected didn't come.
"Big Brother, they're just watching."
Visca ran over in confusion and tugged on the corner of my shirt while pointing the huge cannon in her hand at the flashing red spots of light in the distance. Now, I could tell that those red spots of light were actually the heat dissipation grids of countless large and small Empire spaceships. The heat dissipation grids were in a heated red state, which could only mean one thing: the battleship had already started operating.
After entering the inner defense circle, I discovered that I had entered a vast and dark space. There was no gravity here, nor were there the bright interior lights that I had expected or the orderly scattered Empire bases. All I could see were countless abnormally thick black "pipes." They crisscrossed and weaved together in an irregular manner, covering the entire space. Their form was like the internal network left behind by certain plants after they had withered, such as a loofah. Combined with the gloomy color of the entire space, the interior of the Warsong presented an unimaginably strange scene. This layer of space was labeled in the blueprint that Sandora had provided, but I didn't understand what the complicated grid diagram meant at first. Now, I understood — the deep layer of the Warsong's mantle was a spongy body that resembled the internal network of a plant.
And in this unprecedentedly large spongy body that was dozens of kilometers wide, it was practically filled with Avenger battleships of all sizes! Every battleship was silent, but the heat dissipation grids were emitting a dim red light, indicating that they weren't dozing off.
I admit that just a minute ago, I was deeply frightened, and every single one of us was frightened.
We had clearly sensed that there were no high-energy reactions in front of us, but in the end, we still encountered the predicament of being watched by millions of battleships the moment we appeared. Perhaps this was the work of some kind of interference that pervaded this space. It concealed the energy fluctuations of the battleships lurking in the space, even deceiving my mental detection.
However, after being frightened at the beginning, we soon realized that something was wrong. The countless battleships that were silently lurking in the deep, dark space before us didn't show any signs of launching an attack. They were obviously in a state of activation. Dim lights flickered on their surfaces from time to time, like a pack of wolves in the night. But just as Visca had said, they were just watching.
An Armored Scorpion carefully jumped onto an enormous pipeline that looked to be at least a hundred meters thick. It quickly slid to the side of the nearest small frigate and lightly tapped the warship's outer shell with the tip of its tail. The crisp sound of metal colliding reached our ears. All the battleships were still watching us in silence.
"There is no data flow. All the battleships are in standby mode." The armored scorpion slid back along the pipe. "They seem to have been activated not long ago, but I can't tell if there are any occupants inside."
"Continue moving forward. Try not to touch these things."
I thought about it and nodded resolutely.
We sprinted in this strange, dark space. The three-dimensional network of pipes that covered the sky and the Avenger spaceships that filled the entire space passed by us like a group of abstract dark sculptures. The dim red light from the battleships and the blue light that wandered along the giant pipes were the only source of light in this vast space. In the thin fog that lingered in the surroundings, these light sources looked gloomy.
Everyone activated their shields. I was even prepared to switch to void mode at any moment. That way, if the surrounding spaceships were to activate, I would at least be able to bring everyone with me to charge out. Of course, that would mean that the mission would fail. But nothing happened. In the strange and unsettling silence, we finally approached an enormous ball-shaped mechanical body.
This should be the core of the Warsong. The starship structure that Sandora had provided had indicated this location. It was a device with a radius of around two kilometers. The thing in front of us was actually the outer shell of the core. Beneath the outer shell was the true 'heart' of the Warsong, a set of powerful mathematical law modification equipment.
The giant sphere in front of us glowed with an iron-black metallic luster. Its surface was densely covered with dazzling mechanical structures and energy patterns. The energy patterns were surging in a unified direction, like a giant breathing heart. The intersecting giant pipes that we had passed through earlier gradually converged in the nearby space and finally connected to the surface of the giant core in front of us. These pipes that were hundreds of meters in diameter were like giant tree trunks with countless branches that extended into the endless darkness. They were also like interweaving blood vessels, and the thing under our feet was the heart.
The densely packed Vengeance battleships had become a blurry dark red cloud in the distant "night sky." They looked much cuter now.
"Sandora, we've reached the core of the Warsong. There are Vengeance battleships everywhere along the way. They've all been activated, but not a single one of them attacked us … Yep, it's fine. Now, how should we deal with this giant metal ball in front of us? It doesn't have an entrance, and it's surrounded by pipes. It looks like a sea urchin … Yep, just now, Pandora was trying to stick a bomb on it, and Visca was trying to bury a mine. I stopped both of them … "
It seemed that Sandora was still engaged in an intense battle. Although she didn't say anything, based on the data from the three consecutive "furious" attacks from the psionic death star, I guessed that the Vengeance battleships had already begun a suicidal attack. The Warsong's interference with the Celestial System fleet was becoming more and more severe. Since a large number of mathematical laws had been modified, the Celestial System fleet could only rely on the battleships' own power to maintain the stability of the dimensional laws around them. The Celestial System fleet was wasting a large amount of energy that could have been used for firepower and shields. After hearing the situation, Sandora quickly explained, "There's a backup hyperspace energy supply device near the core. It's a giant prism that's connected to a giant psionic well in a dimensional fold. Destroying that prism will cause a chain reaction. The Warsong's core is a Law-like device. After losing its energy supply, it will collapse into a random reality, and the entire starship will be destroyed. You need to retreat as quickly as possible. You have ten minutes at most to retreat after the core starts collapsing. Otherwise, you'll be sucked into the void. "
"In other words, the Warsong is finished, right?"
I asked with a frown.
"Of course," Sandora replied quickly. However, her telepathic connection immediately made her think of something. "Wait, Ah Jun, you can't be thinking of …"
"How can I enter the core?" I knew that there were some things that I couldn't hide from her. "I want to shut it down, not blow it up."
"That's very dangerous, and there's almost no chance of success," Sandora said patiently. "Since the beginning of the design of the barrier, there has never been an entrance that can be opened. That's because the Warsong's core is non-physical. It can repair itself, and it's a pure source of information disturbance. Any unauthorized information that passes through the barrier will trigger a massive information tide, and all matter will be deleted …"
"Brother, it's open!"
Visca's voice came from afar. I turned my head in the direction of the voice and saw her and Pandora each carrying a huge battleship slicing blade (probably borrowed from a certain scorpion). Behind them, there was a large hole in the pipe. The energy circuits on the pipe were obstructed, and a dazzling halo formed around the large hole. I could feel the "ground" beneath my feet trembling slightly. It was obvious that the core had begun to riot. Pandora and her sister's actions were indeed impressive. As soon as they heard that there was no opening left on the barrier, they created an opening themselves.
"Ah Jun? Ah Jun? Why is there interference on your side? "
"Oh, it's nothing. Maybe the core is about to explode. That's all. I'll contact you later."
I said hurriedly and hung up the communication without waiting for Sandora's reply.
"Brother, are we really going in?"
Visca tugged at the corner of my clothes worriedly. But very soon, she couldn't tug at me anymore. Because I had already entered the void state.
Yep, that's right. It was that shameless charcoal head without any clothes. Of course, the current situation was better than before. I had successfully created a nose, but the position wasn't quite right.
Because of Sandora's reminder, I felt that it would be safer to enter like this.
"You guys wait outside. I will make that thing stop. It shouldn't take long. No matter how advanced the information is, it can't be more advanced than the void, right?"
"But this is very dangerous. What if it doesn't stop but explodes?" Visca stared at me with her red eyes. "The void state isn't invincible, right? What if something really can hurt you? "
"It's not that easy." I had intended to laugh, but I realized that I didn't have a mouth. So, I gave up. Then, I walked towards the "entrance" that the two little girls had opened. "After all, this is all she has left …"
"The Shiring Apostles don't care about this," Visca muttered.
"I care." I shrugged and stepped into the entrance.
I didn't understand the structure of the Warsong's core. Its barrier was connected to countless huge pipelines, but these pipelines actually didn't have any intersection with the core inside. The structure diagram indicated that the inner layer of the Warsong's core barrier had a fully enclosed tank. I felt that I might have bumped into this tank, but it could also be an illusion. In the void state, my senses were very strange. I could no longer clearly distinguish the boundaries of matter because the void state itself surpassed the concept of "matter."
After a minute, or maybe it was an instant where I had no concept of time at all, I felt my eyes fill with white light. I had passed through the barrier and arrived at the core of the Warsong.
It was blinding. Very blinding. There was only a vast expanse of whiteness in front of me. If it wasn't for the fact that I had no retina in the void state, perhaps even 24K's titanium dog eyes wouldn't have been able to take it. The so-called core was a huge white ball of light. Its surface was a surging energy tsunami. The entire ball of light floated in a greyish-white space. I couldn't see any pipelines or light beams connecting to the outside world.
I looked back cautiously, but there was no metal wall behind me that I had expected. The barrier that should have been the outer shell of the core had disappeared.
There was only a boundless greyish-white space around me. The huge ball of light in front of me was the only thing in this space. I hesitated and reached behind me. There was no obstruction. This greyish-white space wasn't an illusion, but it wasn't a spatial fold either. It was very strange.
"It is a phenomenon of information refraction that has been rewritten into reality."
A voice suddenly came from all directions and answered my doubts.
"Speak human language." I frowned. Then, I realized that I didn't frown, so I gave up again.
"To put it simply, the interior of the Warsong's core barrier is an information interference layer that can reflect information. The excess information leaked out from the mathematical law modification device is distorted by this interference layer, and then refracted and reflected countless times. In the end, it forms an infinite ocean of information. As long as the mathematical law modification device is in operation, this ocean will not disappear, and any existence that falls into it will not be able to escape. It is infinite."
"Infinite? Even the largest real world created by Schilling's technology isn't infinite, right? "I twitched the corner of my mouth. Fine, fine, I'll give up again. I don't have a corner of my mouth right now …
"This is not real space," the voice said in a flat tone. "As I said, this is a place where information is piled up. It is built on the perfection of mathematics. Therefore, anything that can exist in mathematics can exist here. Mathematics recognizes' infinity, 'so this place can be infinite."
"In other words, I am actually standing in a pile of formulas, and the world in front of me is a sequence of numbers?"
"Perhaps."
I thought for a while and suddenly clapped my hands. "Right, who are you?"
The atmosphere suddenly stiffened. I could almost imagine that someone would have slipped out of the table at this moment — if it had a table at all.
"A very powerful leap of thought … How should I answer?" The voice sounded a little confused. I had already noticed that the other party's speech speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as though it was in a state between sober and confused. To be honest, I was really shocked by the voice at first, but I felt that my performance must have been perfect. I was able to keep a straight face even in such a sudden situation — because I didn't have a face right now …
"Then, perhaps this is the answer." The voice hesitated for a while before it finally remembered its identity. "The Queen bestowed a name upon this existence, PL-15. But PL-15 is now one of us. Everything no longer exists independently. We are thinking together, we are fused together. Yes, I am PL-15. I am speaking to you using this data representation. I am our representative."
I was confused by the grammar that was seriously misplaced between subject and verb, but fortunately, I managed to grasp a few key words. I must admit that the huge shock made me unable to find the right words to express my emotions for a minute. The only thing I could be thankful for was that I once again promised to keep a straight face even if Mt. Tai collapsed in front of me. I won't tell you the reason.
"PL-15." Even though I tried my best to calm myself down, I felt that I couldn't help but tremble when I spoke. "Warlord?!"
"The Queen bestowed upon me the glorious title of PL-15." The voice was clearly emotionless, but I could hear the pride in its tone. Furthermore, 'it' was now speaking more and more fluently. It was as though the consciousness of PL-15 was gradually waking up, or rather, it was becoming independent from 'them'.
"Then, everything will be easy." I cautiously looked at my surroundings. All I could see was a greyish-white space. Only the gigantic ball of light behind me was emitting a low hum. However, I was certain that as long as I started to release my Void Domain, it would be relatively easy to destroy this place. This meant that I still had the initiative in my hands. "PL-15, you know what you have done, right?"
I concentrated and prepared myself. Even though I didn't know where PL-15's main body was, and I wasn't sure if it was hostile, it was still necessary to be prepared. Based on the characteristics of my Void form, I felt that even if a sudden conflict were to occur, I would still have the initiative in my hands.
Ever since the start of the war against the Avengers, this was the first time that I had directly communicated with them. I could feel that this Warlord was different from the other Avengers. Its soul seemed to still be complete and it had a clear mind. However, I didn't know how many Avengers were like this. Based on what it had said earlier, there should be quite a few. However, the way it spoke was confusing. From the very start, it and I were supposed to be enemies. We had already been at war in this universe for almost a month. But now, it had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and was even talking to me calmly. Was there anything more ridiculous than this in this world?
"I know, we know, but there is nothing we can do. Everything has gone out of control. We have tried to salvage the situation, but it is too late. Our self-evolving bodies have already rejected any form of contact. Hence, we can only watch as they commit grave mistakes in this world. We have paid a huge price to suppress the activity of all the conventional warships in the shadow space as well as the Warsong's defense forces. However, this suppression won't last long. We are ready to accept the Queen's punishment. Of course, you can carry it out as well. "
The emotionless voice was still speaking in a flat tone. Its tone was as calm as a list of facts. However, the content of the voice stunned me. Then, I stopped gathering my power.
"What do you mean? Also, can't you just show yourself? The way you speak makes me lose trust in you. "I looked at the greyish-white space around me and shrugged.
Although my tone was calm, there were countless guesses in my mind. Of course, none of them were self-explanatory. I knew that I was about to come into contact with a huge secret. This secret could completely overturn our understanding of the past month. However, before confirming certain things, I did not dare to establish a connection with Sandora. Everything was too confusing. This PL-15 and the others that he mentioned should be the other members of the Avengers. Were they not participants in this war at all?
Then who on earth have we been fighting with for the past month?!
The voice in the air continued to speak in a lukewarm tone. "I'm sorry, but I can't carry out your orders. I'm already borrowing the core power of the Warsong to talk to you here, and I'm afraid this conversation won't last long. I will make this short. The Avengers have lost control of their bodies. They are now treating all the Schilling soldiers left behind by the Empire and not registered in the Avengers' database as traitors. Please tell our Queen that the Avengers have never betrayed her, but we have committed a huge mistake. We should destroy ourselves to atone for our sins. However, before that, we must end this mistake and everything that has come from it. Your name is not in the Avengers' database. However, after listening to the communications of the Empire soldiers, I am sure that your authority is sufficient. I give you the utmost trust. Please hurry to the control core as soon as possible. We will quickly disappear after we wake up. Now, time is running out. "
I could tell that the voice was about to leave. It seemed that it was impossible to ask the other party everything. However, before the voice disappeared, I asked one last question. "Wait! Tell me how to shut down this d * mn core first! "
PL-15 was silent for a few seconds. Then, he replied, "The core of the Warsong cannot be shut down through external commands. It only listens to the Queen and my orders. However, it has already forgotten the Queen's voice, and I have lost the power to control it. If you want to stop the Warsong, you have to destroy it or forcefully shut down the core. "
"I choose the second option. What should I do?" I replied without hesitation.
"The core of the Warsong is a device that modifies the laws of mathematics. Hence, anything that cannot be distorted and has a higher level of existence can cause its order to collapse. The core's safety protocol guarantees that it will shut down in an emergency when the system collapses. The starship will be preserved. "
I already had a vague plan in my mind, but I still asked cautiously, "Then? Can it be rebooted? "
"An emergency shutdown of the core under such circumstances will definitely cause irreversible damage. After rebooting, there may be functional damage. However, this is the best solution apart from destroying the starship. Please make a decision as soon as possible. The output of the Warsong has reached its peak. The Queen's fleet is under attack. There is nothing we can do. "
I took a deep breath and waved my hand. "I will take care of things here. Hurry up and go back. Then, think of a way, even if it is just a little, to calm those crazy bodies down."
The obscure energy waves in the surroundings calmed down. I knew that the voice and the souls of the Vengeance Army behind it had left.
Back then, what Bryndis had said suddenly surfaced in my mind. She had once mentioned that she had sensed a restless thought in the Mobrado universe. Although I had been very concerned about what she had said at that time, I had eventually forgotten about it. Now, that female rogue's intuition seemed to have received some sort of confirmation. The souls of the Vengeance Army did not perish for no reason. They were just chased out of their bodies and locked up in some place.
That place was obviously the control core of the shadow space.
That was also why I had chosen to believe the voice. Of course, I didn't completely believe it.
After all, when we were fighting against the Vengeance Army, Sandora had mentioned that many of the enemy's movements were very similar to the fleet under PL-15's command. I had always thought that the leader behind the enemy was the so-called Warlord. But now, it was saying that it hadn't done anything by itself. It was very suspicious.
But at least there was one thing that I believed in, and that was the method to shut down the core in front of me.
Something that couldn't be distorted, and there was an existence that was of a higher level than it … It was probably the same principle as throwing a nail into a gear set. Using a more "solid" object to forcefully jam the mathematical law modifier was indeed the best way to make the latter shut down in an emergency.
In that case, what else was there that fit the criteria? Did I even need to ask?
I grinned and reached into my pocket. Okay, I didn't have a pocket, but I still took something out from the black fog near my chest.
It was a palm-sized little pudding who was curled up into a ball and snoring loudly. Occasionally, she would dream about something delicious and mumble something.
Of course, it was God!
I firmly believed that Jingle was the existence that fit the criteria the best. Her level of mystery was higher than anything I had ever seen, and the Protoss itself was a creature that was ridiculously resistant to any type of rule damage. Even the most powerful Emperor Schilling couldn't compare to a true God in terms of rule resistance. And the most important reason was that Jingle definitely wouldn't die! She wouldn't even get hurt! Because her temple was nearby …
I touched the place where my chest pocket used to be. Even though my clothes had entered another dimension due to my Void Transformation, I could still feel a sense of incongruity in that place. It was a mark left behind by a God in the mortal world. In short, it was a temple. I had to admit with a subtle feeling that my thirty-five-dollar street stall item was basically on the same level as the Garden of Eden. According to the Goddess's teachings, as long as I was nearby, Jingle would immediately be teleported back to the temple if she received more damage than she could bear. This was also the last and strongest insurance that I had set up after I decided to believe in the voice that I suspected to be the Grand Warlord.
This was also why I didn't choose to jump into the light ball myself. Even though in theory, my Void Transformation should fit the criteria, but I wasn't sure if I would let this thing stop working and not just let it float away due to overload. For a starship's core, the energy level of a Void Creature was probably a little too high. Furthermore, I didn't have a bugged skill like Jingle that allowed me to revive anytime and anywhere. If the situation wasn't right, Jingle could instantly teleport back to my pocket. If the situation wasn't right for me, where would I find such a huge pocket!
"Eh? Ah Jun? " The change in the surroundings finally woke Jingle up. She rubbed her eyes and looked over. "It's morning already?"
Me: "…"
"Eh?! Ah Jun! Why did you group up Jingle! "
Me: "… Go! Jingle Ball! "
"Waaaah!!"
The little thing let out a series of exclamations as I threw it into the starship's core.
The little green bean that was curled up into a ball of dazzling white light flashed for an instant before disappearing. The latter didn't let me down and immediately reacted. The light on its surface abruptly increased by several times, like a dazzling torrent of light that swallowed me completely. Fortunately, I was in a void state, so I didn't receive any damage. After the light gradually dimmed, the light ball in front of me had already turned into a dim yellow color. The light on its surface no longer flowed, but instead solidified into a pile of abstract patterns like crystals. The surrounding grayish-white space began to tremble violently, like a television screen with poor signal. After a few seconds, the grayish-white space disappeared, and what appeared beside me was the alloy wall of the core barrier.
"Warning, an anomaly has been detected in the core. Correcting the mathematical laws, the system is overloaded, troubleshooting … … Troubleshooting failed, identifying the error, discovering an audio message. Translation: Where is this, don't scare Ding Dang, Ding Dang is very powerful … … Confirming as meaningless message, unable to clear the error. Loading emergency self-protection protocol. The starship's core is about to come to an emergency stop. The warship will enter traffic control in thirty minutes … "
The moment the broadcast was about to end, a small green figure dashed out from the core that was about to solidify. It hung on my nose and started to bite. Now, I was regretting adding a nose to my Void Transformation state. Wasn't this a place for Jingle to bite?!
"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
After punching a hole through the core barrier of the starship that had turned into an ordinary machine, I immediately called out to the Pandora sisters who were waiting anxiously outside as well as the Scorpion Troopers who weren't even able to make it to the end to leave the Warsong at full speed. All of its passageways were gradually being sealed off. Fortunately, the voice that claimed to be PL-15 was right. The defense forces of the starship were all locked onto, so our escape was extremely smooth. After that, I left half of the spaceship and a few mass produced mainframes to install the starship's propulsion engine that I had prepared beforehand on the Warsong. I planned to transport this huge object that had temporarily lost its ability to start back to the celestial system fleet. Meanwhile, I led the others back to meet Sandora.
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