The surrounding undead warships did not miss such an opportunity, and under the attack of the undead clan's voyage-class battleships, the fleet on Mo Ran's side suffered a devastating blow. "Retreat, all fleets retreat." Rogge shouted orders to the surrounding fleets in the spaceship, the spaceship avoided in the large wreckage, Rogge's space-class battleship was already unable to go back, and the two undead voyage-class battleships were already eyeing it, and after a round of plasma cannons, Rogge's battleship became part of the countless wreckage.

"Commander, come to me, I've already started the Migration." In the spaceship, Cassos's voice came from him, but the situation there was very bad, dozens of Littoral Sea-class warships of the undead were attacking around his warship, a large number of drones were bombarding the armor on the periphery of his warship, and even a small number of undead warriors had landed in his warship. However, the only good news is that the large number of android combat troops sent by General Relaya before have played a huge role at this time. Between the landing and the counter-landing, the two sides cannot see which is better or worse for the time being. Although the bridge of Mo Ran's Yuanhang-class battleship was destroyed, the battleship still had a large number of weapons and combat personnel. This provides a meager force in protecting the surrounding space-class warships.

A large number of fighters in the battleship got on the landing craft when the battleship lost control, and headed for the surrounding littoral ships and destroyers that had rushed into the fleet, and some battleships also controlled the only drones to protect Rogge's huddled spaceship.

"All evacuate, go back." Mo Ran understood that the longer it dragged on here, the less likely it was that these warships would want to escape. When his Voyage-class battleships could still attract the undead warships, he directly ordered the remaining four space-class battleships to evacuate. "There is no need to increase losses here, all withdraw from the battlefield." Mo Ran whispered, there were many small wrecks around the spaceship, although the fragments were not very large, but the kinetic energy and sound through the armor echoed in the spaceship.

Rogge turned around and glanced at Blue Butterfly, Blue Butterfly's condition had stabilized, but it was not something that could be solved in a short period of time if he wanted to repair it, and he might even have to send it to Uncle Hong for repair. He crouched in front of Mo Ran and glanced at Mo Ran's right arm, which was closed by his protective suit. Although the suit had closed Mo Ran's right arm very quickly, he still lost a lot of blood, and his whole face was as pale as paper. Rogge frowned, then brought the medical kit from not far away. "Be patient." Saying in a deep voice, Rogge just took out a capsule from the medical box and let Mo Ran swallow it. In the open medical box, the medical supplies were scattered around.

Rog secured Moran to the chair beneath him, then grabbed a package from the floating medical supplies around him.

The ship swerved sharply, dodging a massive piece of shipwreck in front of its path. Everything in the ship that wasn't secured was slammed into the top of the ship. And the four space-class battleships of the fleet also completed the jump with only a dozen battleships, leaving only a large number of battleship wreckage on the battlefield, but the battle was far from over, Mo Ran's blocking here did not even take twenty minutes, Brady's side also saw the situation on Mo Ran's side, and immediately ordered the jump to flee back. But the Fourth and Fifth fleets were now entangled by the undead fleets that had rushed into the line. After destroying the living force of Mo Ran's fleet, the four Voyage-class battleships of the Undead Clan moved in the direction of the Fourth and Fifth Fleets. They didn't have any intention of rescuing the besieged undead fleet, and only thought about how to deal with Moran and the other two fleets.

Control of the drones around the ship was automatically assigned to Rog's ship, but Rog let the drones disperse. After all, the more fighters there are, the easier it is to be targeted by the undead in such a battlefield.

"How's my ship doing?" Mo Ran was fixed to his seat, and several guards around him who did not fix their positions were also thrown around the spaceship. "We're going to get out of here now, and although the engines aren't good, we should be able to get out of this war zone." Rogge whispered, he pushed the bulkhead of the spaceship behind him, came to Mo Ran's side, and then opened the medical supplies in his hand, and a large number of small particles flew into the air, Mo Ran recognized this small particle, when he was cultivating in the God Tree, those small particles that were spherical injected into his arm. Rogge grabbed a handful directly from it and fed it to Mo Ran. He didn't say how Mo Ran's battleship was, but just let Mo Ran swallow those particles directly.

"Wan is still on the battleship." Mo Ran said in a deep voice, staring at Rogge in front of him. But Rogge didn't say a word, just reached out and quickly cut the protective suit on Mo Ran's right arm. Then a sharp pain came from Mo Ran's right arm, and blood gushed out in large quantities as the protective suit was cut, and then at the cut of his right arm, the pain that seemed to be cut off inch by inch made him can't help but roar. Rogge fixed himself on the chair next to Mo Ran at this time, because he was fixed, Mo Ran couldn't do it even if he wanted to tear his wound with his left hand, and the blood soon stopped gushing, but a large amount of blood beads slowly floated in the spaceship.

Subsequently, the severed part of Mo Ran's right arm generated new limb tissue at a rate visible to the naked eye. This kind of nervous torture made Mo Ran quickly lose consciousness and pass out. Even after fainting, Mo Ran's body still trembled uncontrollably.

Rog took a deep breath, then looked at the Protoss guards around him. They have found a place to anchor themselves around the ship.

As for Mo Ran's battleship, under the attack of several long-range warships of the undead clan, there was no possibility of surviving at all, and the spaceship quickly moved out of this battlefield and disappeared here, and the battle in the battlefield was gradually coming to an end.

Mo Ran saw the black castle again, the soft grass again, but this time there was no warm sunlight. When he woke up, the ship was gliding quietly through the universe. But with the capabilities of this spaceship, it is almost impossible for them to jump out of the territory of the undead, so now they can only use the most energy-efficient way of flying, and several Protoss guards are also arranged to enter the dormant chamber. Rogge didn't set a time for them to wake up, no one knew when they would return to the Protoss territory, and the spaceship was also set to sail automatically. Now their ship is floating through the universe like a ghost ship.

Rogge sat down beside Mo Ran, then fixed his body, glanced at Mo Ran, who had opened his eyes, and looked at a small star map in front of him again. The ship has shut down almost all of its useless equipment, leaving only the necessary life-sustaining equipment. The only not-so-good news is that this ship is not an escape ship, but a landing craft, and the stock of food is not very large. Mo Ran raised his right hand, and the pain before still made him feel a cold, because it was too painful.

"If I hadn't cut off your hand, you'd probably be a mass of ashes by now!" Rogge whispered, of course he knew the pain of this kind of rebirth of a severed limb, the pain in the nerves could completely make people crazy.

Mo Ran just listened quietly, he knew this kind of technique, but he had never encountered it. And he also knew how reckless he was then, if it weren't for Rogge, he might have really become ashes now. Rogge saw that Mo Ran didn't speak, and he didn't know what he was thinking at this time. They could only sit next to them and calculate their food supplies. "We have very little food, and if we don't want to starve, we probably need to sleep." Rogge continued, then pulled out a packet of small particles from his pocket. "I've roughly calculated that it could take us more than 2,000 years to drift like this." When it came to time, even Rogge smiled a little bitterly. "That's a long distance!"

"Dry." Mo Ran suddenly whispered, and then looked at Rogge on the side.

Rogge was slightly stunned, and the smile on his face stiffened slightly. "What money, is it useful now?" Rogge laughed dryly.

"Who is Qian?" Mo Ran didn't give up asking with Rogge's dry smile, of course he remembered what Nightmare said at the time, the voice sounded like it sounded in his head, Nightmare was obviously surprised when he saw him. "Don't talk to me about any detours, Rogge." He looked at Rogge with sternness in his voice for the first time.

Rogge smiled dryly, but Mo Ran stared at him tightly, which made his smile stiffer and stiffer, and then slowly retracted.

"The head of the Ye family was not wrong at that time, another creature from a higher dimension on the earth is you!" Mo Ran whispered, "At first, I was still a little confused, but now I am more sure of this. I don't want to hear too many explanations right now, I just want to know why you, as a high-altitude person, have always been with me. Or tell me, what the hell is dry. ”

Mo Ran stared at Rogge, who had also believed that Rogge was just his good friend, and thought he was too suspicious because he doubted him. But now, he really realized that there were too many doubts before. From when they were at Red Ice when they were covered by those weird plants, when they met Captain Zod inside, when they met the star-eating star in the Redea transport, and even when they hid in the broken hole of the transport. Each of these events can kill him once, but he is always able to save the day, and this nightmare makes him realize that it is not his luck that has encountered things, but the reason why Rog has always been there.

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