"The solar wind effect is maintained, and the designated flare level is expected to be reached in thirty seconds."

Dressed in a heavy radiation isolation suit, Brant stiffened his movements as he navigated through space. He struggled to raise his head and shifted his gaze to Jonathan's on the other side.

"How? I'm pretty much there here. ”

"Soon, right away."

Jonathan tightened the muscles of his whole body, resisting the pressure from the outside.

This is the former site of the old Kamigawa galaxy, and it is also a famous treasure hiding place in the universe. As cosmic pirates, the Daybreak Pirates are naturally no strangers to this place.

There are many reasons why it has not been discovered by other civilizations in the universe.

The most important of these is the unmeasurable gravitational field that fills the planet between the debris and the debris. Although it is only like a small black hole, in the face of this power, even if you are a god, you can't easily get rid of it.

If it weren't for the necessity, Brant would never want to enter this place again for the rest of his life. However, in order to completely destroy that silver-white planet, only this 'thing' has such power.

"Alright. The collection rack is fixed. ”

"Let's get started!"

With Brant's order, a huge flow of energy began to be transmitted to the collection rack with fluctuations unique to stellar energy. This stellar energy is opposed to the gravity and distortion of one side of the mineral.

Finally, after about three hours of wrestling, the ore was finally successfully collected.

The ore, which is six kilometers long and has a radius of thirty meters, emits an ominous black phosphorescence. Its folded corners reflect the color of amethyst.

"What are we going to do with this?"

Looking at this behemoth, Jonathan was a little stunned for a while. Because even if it is a divine body, in front of this thing, Jonathan still feels a sense of vulnerability.

"There is no way to use it directly, and we need to process it to ...... if we want it to work."

"How?"

"According to the drawings given by engineer Aaron, we needed to cut the exterior of it. In order to make its magnetic force better adsorb the surrounding meteorite blocks. ”

Pointing to the blueprints, Brant said very easily. But on the side, Jonathan's face was not as relaxed as their leader.

Antimatter processing machines, this thing is not high-end. Generally speaking, a series of bullets and guns are processed by this kind of machine. The higher planetary civilizations will have one or two.

But, they're pirates, they don't have this thing.

"Isn't the City of Angels sold?"

"Brandt, aren't you awake yet? They only sell finished munitions, machine tools, and so on, and they won't sell them if you want to. ”

"Hmm~ Then I'll give Engineer Aaron an interstellar communication."

A dim candlelight lit a corner of the mahogany platform, and the book with many ciphers was closed again. The blonde man playfully picked up a special headset that had been placed on one side.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Aaron."

"Hello, Head Brant. Is there actual combat data for the previously delivered proliferation detection missiles? ”

"Well, about that......"

Listening to the narration in the headset, the blonde man rarely furrowed his delicate eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth that were originally raised became tightly pursed, which was a rare gaffe for him.

"So, we wanted to do the engineering on the drawings to create the ramming."

"A high-level large-scale god-killing martial is indeed a very difficult means to defend against. What you need is an antimatter processor. ”

"Yes, Mr. Aaron."

The blonde man pondered for a moment, then narrowed his eyes

"I'm sorry, Captain Brandt. I can't process this kind of thing for you. You know, the Divine Angels have a strict control over the god-killing martial arts circulating in this universe. If I were to process such a huge weapon for you, the angels would come straight to our trouble. ”

"Angel ...... Again"

"I can give you a little bit of information, though."

Brant was just about to hang up the communication, and then he brought it up again. He could almost imagine that the man on the other side of the communication was now wearing a wicked smile of successful conspiracy.

"In the Milky Way, there is a red black galaxy that the angels don't know about. It is inhabited by wandering remnants who have left the Deno system, and they have in their hands the two antimatter processors you need. ”

"Galaxy...... Deno ......"

"As it happens, they are about to start an interstellar war with the gluttonous legions of the Styx galaxy under Karl the Grim Reaper. If, if I could, I guess I could pull a thread between you and Karl the Grim Reaper? ”

The blonde man smiled politely, waving his free hand to his subordinates as he waited for Brandt's reply.

And here, Brandt is also making eye contact with Jonathan. After some consideration, Jonathan gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Of course, Mr. Aaron. So, how do we contact Karl the Grim Reaper? ”

"Wait a minute, Captain Brandt, I'm here to make a turnaround for you."

The hooded man standing at the bottom of the blonde man blinked awkwardly, and the expression of disgust made the blonde man's face grow cold, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

At this, the hooded man sighed, cleared his throat again, and took the headset and said

"Hey, that one?"

"Daybreak Pirates, Brant."

"Oh, that's what Aaron said, that's you."

The hooded man paused, as if he had forgotten the words, and while covering his headset, he lipsed out to the blonde man for a few moments. Then he spoke

"Well, I heard Aaron say that you can help me destroy the armaments of the remnants of Deno, right?"

"Absolutely. However, in terms of intelligence resources, we need some convenience from you, the Reaper. ”

The blonde man nodded, and the hooded man pouted

"I'll send you the location of the bug bridge for their detection and collection troops, and I wish us a happy cooperation."

"Of course. Happy to work with. ”

Hanging up the communication, the hooded man sighed and said to the blonde man in a gorgeous costume

"My God, can you stop playing this RPG next time? Too much, and you'll get tired. ”

"We are people who do big things, and we have to be careful in everything. I heard that angels have an eye of insight and can call up that person's memories in the dark plane. Let them create such a god-killing martial art, and the eyes of the angels will inevitably turn to us. And until everything is arranged, Holy Keisha, I don't plan to mess with it yet. ”

"Then what did they want to make such a big guy?"

Karl looked up at the starry sky of death, feeling all that this absurd theocracy had to offer. He took a breath and said

"Snow, do you think that people have been passed down from generation to generation, three billion years. Can you keep a promise and never deteriorate there? ”

"Well, my God. Man may not, but God will. ”

"Hmph~ That's right. If you can do this, you can no longer be called a human being. ”

Picking up the book on the mahogany table again, Karl hummed a minor tune as Snow gradually merged with the shadows of the candle.