In the endless void, the fleet of the Boca clan has fully entered, followed by the ship group of the Raksha clan. Their fleet is ugly compared to the flamboyant style of the Boca. Ships are larger, with dark and complex surfaces. From the Speaker's point of view, even the membranes on these ships can be seen, as well as the tendons and internal organs that are constantly wriggling.

In the Fleet channel, people exclaimed.

Because they saw the behemoth that appeared in the sand group.

"What a big ......"

"Oh my God...... It is also alive. ”

"What's that? Tentacles? Tentacles with a diameter of several kilometers? I swear I never want to be touched by it. ”

"This thing's carapace looks so hard...... And what are those bulges? Energy excitation device? Or is it a corrosive liquid? I thought maybe we could attack from a distance, and the range advantage of the giant railgun and the mixed ammunition should be effective against it. ”

The human crew was talking, and the speaker's gaze narrowed slightly.

"That's it...... The Mother of War? ”

"Bigger than our Eden."

"Of course, Your Excellency." Sal Jones said behind his back, flipping through the light curtain next to him. "The Mother of War is Claudir's ultimate weapon, and while there is not enough intelligence and data, we can conclude that its war potential is stronger than any fleet in the universe. This of course includes us. ”

"An analysis of it has been obtained. The carapace on its surface is an unknown cellular structure, twelve times harder than our latest alloys, and resistant to corrosion and high temperatures. Resistant to shocks. Armor-piercing shells in the ordinary sense of the word can hardly pose a threat to it. And it has a self-healing power that other materials can't do. With the armed performance of ancient Crodil, its cellular activity is probably beyond our imagination. ”

Sal Jones briefly introduced. "I suspect that any attack that can't kill it instantaneously will be quickly reverted to."

"Immortal?" The Speaker's eyes flickered, and he chuckled softly.

"Maybe." Sal Jones didn't laugh but replied seriously. "At least, that's true for us."

The Speaker shrugged his shoulders and didn't continue.

It took two days for the Ferns, which also shows that the Rosa have done a good job of uniting allies, while the Boca have lost a large number of their companions due to the civil war and the Great Purge. This is undoubtedly a great loss. However, from another point of view, it can be seen as a reduction in the burden.

For two days, the speaker stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched silently. Until the last of the Rosa ships entered Naraku. He lowered his head. Whispering commands.

"Advance ship group enters."

"Understood."

An electronic female voice rang out in the empty hall. Then I saw the huge human ship group squirm for a moment. A fleet was split and entered Naraku. After a little more waiting, there was a very disturbing noise in the channel.

"Environment...... Storm...... There is an electromagnetic ...... Meteorite...... No enemies found......"

"Yes."

The Speaker nodded silently. Then I saw the group of ships moving under my feet...... Countless warships are like dense ants. Flock to Naraku. The glow of the countless tail thrusters filled the starry sky. Large, angular steel monsters, driven by humans, rushed into the vast vortex.

Immediately after Eden, it also began to move.

As the strongest weapon of war of mankind, there is no doubt that it must rush forward. It is necessary to use the body to make a way for the later ship groups.

It's not a war, it's like a war.

Naraku's entrance is huge, too large to calculate. It was full of void purple electricity and energy torrents. The chaotic energy was so destructive that even the armor of a battleship could not withstand it. The Speaker saw a huge assault ship get swept into a torrent of energy because of its careless travel, and then be reduced to ashes in a matter of minutes. None of the tens of thousands of sailors survived.

He didn't move, not even frowning. Just look indifferently, look at the next one, and the next battleship will be smashed around.

The way forward requires sacrifice, and there are no innocents under the malice of the universe. The Speaker is well aware that this is just the beginning.

Naraku is the most chaotic being in the universe, and the energy rules here are countless times stronger than the outside world. Therefore, the seemingly ordinary Void Purple Lightning will be increased to a terrifying level here. Not to mention a warship, even a fleet can perish in an instant. Boca and the Rosa had already paid the price, and now it was their turn.

So, there is no need for pain, and there is no need for regret. All they need is to keep going.

Keep going, go on.

The view began to blur. The fleet passed through Naraku's 'partition'. The torrent of energy suddenly intensified, striking sparks on the outer walls of Eden. The gravitational field around the hull is also highly distorted, forming a folded high-density gravitational layer. Repels all approaching Void Purple Electricity. Pull out a long purple wake in the rear.

At this time, Eden seems to have turned into a super-giant comet that travels through the universe, and its beauty is amazing. And the group of human ships around it also draws beautiful lines.

In just a moment, the Speaker felt that his eyes lit up, and he had entered the first layer of Naraku.

Coming up was a dense storm.

I saw that in the void, countless purple lightning were stirred and clashed, forming countless huge energy groups. They are light-years in scope, traveling wildly through every corner of the Void. From time to time, storms crashed together, either fusing into larger groups or exploding and disintegrating, turning into countless smaller balls of purple electricity.

The Boca and Rosa ships are no longer visible. And the advance fleet of humanity is struggling in the storm. The Speaker entered just in time to see one of the massive motherships swept into a storm and then disintegrate in a constant tumbling and onslaught. A large number of modules and sub-ships are projectile like toys, and then shatter and disappear in the storm.

"Look, it's our advance fleet, it's the Jackson! Hell, it's rolling, its shield weakening. ”

"And the Names, they need our help!! Hurry up! Project the gravitational bridge! ”

The roar of the frigate group was heard in the channel, and the speaker frowned slightly, and then said in a deep voice. "Abort this command."

"Your Excellency, Speaker." Sal Jones stepped forward, looking unbearable. In this raging environment, the gravitational bridge is the most effective way to save the situation, and if this order is aborted, then the advance fleet that was previously invested will be completely wiped out, and not even a single one of them will be able to come back. Such a loss, even in the human camp, which is known for its numbers, is heavy enough.

You know, they're just getting in......

"Do you think I'm giving up on them? Sal Jones? In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the speaker suddenly said in a deep voice. Look into the distant void.

"No, I just don't want to make unnecessary sacrifices. They deserve to die somewhere more valuable. ”

"Order, the frigates slow down, Eden Forward!"

"Open your shields! Let's go get them back!! ”

"Whew!!"

In the channel, the excited roar of the crew was heard...... (To be continued......)