In the dark starry sky, the human fleet shuttled at high speed, and layers of flames and shock waves continued to explode on the periphery, and the friction, squeezing, and collision of force fields and force fields formed a long storm corridor. It's a violent duel, and when no shortcut can be found, humanity shows unimaginable courage.

Day 7.

Since entering the fifth layer of Naraku, they have been continuously impacting for seven days. The massive, boundless ship group was also reduced by a tenth. Up to tens of thousands of space warriors died in battle. Numerous losses were made on large and small ships. It's the price humanity pays for this journey. The sacrifice was worth it, though, and as they went deeper, they became aware of the location of the entrance to the lower level.

That's the deepest part of the labyrinth, where the force field strength is the highest. Countless traps bite into each other, leaving no gaps.

The only way to get there is to rush over.

Just like what humans are doing now......

"Nock, you're up to time, come down!" On one of the battleships on the periphery, Turg rushed out and shouted to his companion who opened his field. It's been the seventh day, and with more and more sacrifices, the consequences of the lack of manpower of the cosmic warriors are also manifested. Even on this huge second-tier battleship, there are fewer and fewer opportunities to be able to rotate.

Nock and he are already the only two cosmic warriors left, and if something happens to anyone else, then the remaining one will be in a desperate situation.

"I can hold on a little longer, Tug, you go and rest." Nock above the bridge still insisted that he was a meteorite, much stronger than Tug's comet, and that he wanted to take on more responsibility if he could.

To the present, the main body of human sacrifice has shifted from the planetary level to the stage below the meteorite. It's not that there aren't enough planetary stars, it's that humanity has to retain enough power for the sake of the coming final moments. And although the strength below the meteorite level is not strong, it can be used to make up the gap with numbers.

It was at this stage that Nock and Tile were appointed as force field providers. They have been holding out for three days and twelve hours, from the initial five-man rotation to the two of them. The remaining three. All died in the war with the universe.

Yes, that's what Tug and his companions have been saying these days, and they see it as a war, a test, both for humanity and for themselves.

"Nock, let me come, you need more rest than I do." Seeing that his companion couldn't get down, Tug jumped onto the bridge and let go of his force field. Nock could only withdraw and tat Tug on the shoulder.

"Don't force ......"

"Got it." Tug replied through gritted teeth. He's not a meteorite, and he can still lift weight to maintain his force field, and he has to do everything he can to reach the same scale. Through the force field, he could clearly feel the threat of the surrounding void to him, the huge terrifying pressure that even breathing had become extravagant.

Not far away, another wall of force fields was generated, and Tile did not hesitate to go up to it. The pores of the body were slightly shaken and the pores oozed traces of blood. The surrounding void twisted, and many jagged-like force field components could be seen staggered and sliced, pulling layers of sparks out of the battleship's periphery.

Tuge breathed a sigh of relief. The force field has stabilized, and as for those small components, they naturally have the armor of the battleship to solve them, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

The Force Field Trap is like that, because it's an intangible entity. Therefore, the shield effect is very poor, and only the armor of the same entity can be opposed, so the battleship with thick armor and heavy artillery under his feet will be arranged to the periphery. Over the past seven days, so much damage has been absorbed to the point that some of the armor plates have become dilapidated.

But he's still standing here. As long as he can maintain the force field, he can keep this battleship!

Tug gritted his teeth and began to shrink his strength. His strength is not as good as Nock. Only by reducing a certain force field area can the strength be guaranteed.

But just as he retracted the force field, he suddenly heard Nock's warning.

"Don't! Don't shrink!! ”

"What!?" Turg was startled and hurriedly turned around, just in time to see another wall of force field generated in the void, crushing towards him like a grinding disc, and at this time, he was in the process of shrinking the force field, and he couldn't immediately counterattack.

Not good!!

Tug was shocked, but he couldn't save the situation, and in his panic, he saw a black light pass by, colliding with the wall of the force field. With a bang, an olive-shaped object tens of thousands of meters long burst in front of him, leaking a large amount of black mist and green juice.

There was a scream of pain in the black mist, as if someone was being tortured inside, and the olive-like shell began to wither and turn yellow.

"It's the Vine Snake Clan!!" Tug was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. "They've come to help us too!!"

"No, it's not just the Vine Snake Clan, look over there!!" Nock muttered as he pointed in Tug's direction.

Tug followed his finger and immediately saw a group of flying saucer-shaped ships shuttling at high speed, sometimes combining and sometimes disintegrating, combining silver rays into a huge net with an unknown range in the void. Fighting against another force field wall, from time to time UFO ships shatter and explode, but more UFO ships join in.

"It's Moses!! Their ductile metal is best suited against force fields! And they're on board, too! ”

"It's not just them, there's over there, there's more!!"

With Tug's excited voice, Nock saw one alien ship after another, or warriors, who separated from the center of the group and continued to throw themselves into the protective array on the periphery, the huge Quint, the transformable Setjest, the savage Steer Demons, and even the huge ancient Titans, all joined in this existential impact. All kinds of strange warships, super huge figures, like the era of great chaos in distant legends, are fighting for various reasons! In guarding!

Guarding this group, guarding their hopes.

"We can win!" Tug exclaimed excitedly, feeling the adrenaline rush and his body trembling slightly.

"We can win." Nock's voice was calm, but his breath was constantly rising, and rising.

With a smile on his face, but a brilliant silver light shone in his pupils, a world of cognition was taking shape in his sea of consciousness, and he had stepped into the planetary barrier. If he had been in the past, he would have trembled with excitement, but now he feels extremely calm.

This journey is a test and torture for the cosmic warriors, but isn't it a kind of tempering and sublimation?

Only those who persist to the end can taste the fruits of the winners.

"Keep it up, Tug, you have to keep it." Nock felt his strength skyrocket, so he grabbed Tug by the shoulder and said hard.

"Open the force field and do your best!"

"Let's go break through that entrance!!" (To be continued......)

PS:I'm sorry for the details of this paragraph.,But that's the final journey.,The knife doesn't want to leave regrets.,It's just that the speed of the update may cause reading discomfort.,It's good if it's connected.,Impatient brothers can save up and look at it again.。 Thank you.