Due to the time constraints, the Psychic Warlock had not taken a closer look at the starry sky before, so he made a mistake.

The corpses of the old gods, large and small, form an endless asteroid belt where the Giesyankees built cities, dockyards, and mines are located. But the trajectory of this asteroid belt is unusual, and a closer look reveals that it does not just rotate around a center, but also has additional gravitational perturbations.

An unobservable source of gravity is gluttony.

Or as the Earth is commonly called, a black hole.

Before today, Muhadi did not know that there were similar celestial bodies in this universe.

The Giss Yankee skiff was destroyed and inoperable, but the light sail was somewhat useful.

The Psychic Warlock endured great obstacles, struggling to pull back fragments of the Lightsail that had drifted far away. It feels like some kind of leather, but it has a metallic feel. What's more, the fragments of the light sail were still intact, and when unfolded, they were about the size of a blanket.

He tried to stretch the sails apart, but it didn't work very well. At this time, his vision gradually darkened, away from the Coral Witch and her spell protection, and the vacuum and low temperature began to drain the life force in his body little by little.

Muhadi thought for a moment, then grabbed the edge of the sail with both hands and unfolded it behind his back. In this way, his speed has increased a bit.

He can barely show any abilities, and can only try to lower his heart rate and metabolism, and delay the consumption of oxygen. On Earth, in 1391, the Soyuz spacecraft had a broken pressure valve while deorbiting and re-entering the atmosphere. Three astronauts are suffering from extreme hypoxia. The body fluids boiled for less than five minutes. The Psychic Warlock was confident that he should be able to hold out longer, but he couldn't hold out forever.

Vacuum means low pressure. At low pressure, the boiling point of the liquid decreases, if not the status quo is changed. Soon he will die from the boiling of bodily fluids, like those astronauts.

He carefully calculated and adjusted the angle of the sail to make it better absorb the light. Suddenly, the white noise of pulsar radiation shining on the light sails dimmed. Those Gisyankee magic ships stood between him and the pulsar, and as the light waned, his speed began to decrease again.

Muhadi calculated the angle, at the speed of the Ghisyankees' pursuers, before being completely shielded. There should be plenty of time. The Psychic Warlock turned the light sail sideways at a large angle, grabbed the microwave, and accelerated to the side. At first, it didn't seem to be improving, but things slowly changed. After a few hundred heartbeats, the white noise caused by the pulsar grew louder and louder, and the psychic mancer gradually surfaced into the darkness.

He spread his sails wide, angled away from the Giss Yankees behind him who were trying to block out his light, and then retracted the sails again. It's tiring to do this, especially when you can't breathe. When the ability is almost impossible to cast.

In order to delay the arrival of death as much as possible, he turned off his body functions little by little to save energy. The first is hearing, the white noise is gone. Then there was the sense of touch, and the numbing cold on the surface of the body was gone. Finally, there is vision, and his vision gradually shrinks. From 360 degrees in all directions, it gradually shrinks to an area directly ahead. Surrounded by endless darkness on the edge.

Finally, he saw a spot of light in front of him. Sadiri slowed down. Wait for him in front. With the captured light sails, the two of them can adjust their course and speed as they fly.

The passage of time becomes difficult to judge.

How many hourglasses have passed since the explosion happened, or how many days have passed, Muhathir can't tell the difference. During this time, he did not eat, drink or sleep, and kept flying at high speed, leaving the pulsar far behind. Between pulsars and gluttony, there is no star for him to land and rest. And if he slows down too much, he will be caught up by the Gisyankees, or worse - captured by pulsars or gluttonous gravity.

Satili was right next to him, and like him, the Coral Witch insisted on not eating, drinking, or sleeping. Unlike him, she also has to work hard to overcome the huge resistance of this magical and psionic death zone, casting spells to resist the vacuum and cold temperature for the two of them. Muhadi could see the exhaustion slowly creeping up the perfect face of the goddess, and his body trembled, but Sadiri did not complain.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her gestures weren't as powerful as they had been at the beginning. But the firmness in her eyes didn't diminish either, and the precision of the spell gestures wasn't ambiguous in the slightest.

Bursting into the radiation of the pulsar, her mana continued to grow, but the psychic sorcerer's physical condition deteriorated. Under the intense radiation, more and more cancerous tissues and organs became more and more, and he felt lumps in his lungs and joints, but he could not do anything about it.

"We'll go back alive. Satili noticed the changes in the psychic warlock's body and reassured him. "The orbit we are flying over now orbits bright and dark stars, in an elongated oval. As long as we don't fall into the dark star, we will return to where we started. There the explosion has passed, and we can land on the wreckage of the asteroid belt. There we can find a way back to Attas. ”

"Good idea, but the Gisyankees should catch up then. Muhadi said that because of the effects of the psionic dead zone, he could only speak in person, rather than through the help of supernatural communication. Every time he said a word, he felt the sweetness of his throat, which was the effect of the rupture of the alveoli and the loss of blood.

The Psychic Warlock was right, and behind them, the Gisyankees harnessed their magic ship in hot pursuit, forming a small spot of light.

There are many of them, and they are far more familiar with the astral plane than the two Muhadi. If they were really caught up by these astral monsters, the two might not be able to fight and win.

The gluttony was now ahead, and the radiant light split into hot bands near the black hole. Dense, like a huge curtain. Orange. Red, white. Light spilled out of the falling nebula, scorching the Psychic Warlock and Sadiri. It was still a few days away from the devouring range of the gluttonous beast before they could hear the roar of the ancient beast. It never ceases to devour the world, and the radioactive material falls into its mouth, and the sound of electricity emitted is like a wail, like a burst, and it is terrifying.

The size of the gluttony exceeds even the most exaggerated imagination of a telemancer. The rain of fiery particles enveloping the black hole outlines its appearance, and the power is enormous. Even the lighthouse-like pulsars in the astral realm can't compete with it. It is the graveyard of the stars and the god of death, and not even the light can escape its clutches.

A few more Gisyankee magic ships chased after him, and Muhati slowly retracted his sails, turned around and looked back, and three magic ships were not far behind him. These ships are slender and don't carry a few people, but they're extremely fast. The surface of the hull's hard, non-gold, non-wood composite reflects the arc light from the outside world. They have four sails, two shangers and two mainsails, and their masts are more slender than ordinary magic ships.

A magic ship enters orbit directly behind the two of them. The light sails are fully open, and they begin to block out the light of the pulsar. Without light, there is no speed, and without speed, the two of them will be swallowed by the gravitational pull of gluttony, and there is no hope.

"You have the rest of the scrolls. The Psychic said to Satilly.

"What?" the female mage did not understand Muhadi's thoughts. Curious.

"Spell scrolls. Muhadi explained. "You should have prepared a lot before you ventured. ”

"It's all gone. Coral Witch said apologetically. "I'm not used to relying on scrolls, and I don't have any great magic items......"

"I still have a few psionic crystals, though. Satili said. "It was scavenged from the men of the Witch King Niben Nai who was defeated earlier, maybe you can use it?"

Mohadi expressed his affirmation. He took the psionic crystals from the Coral Witch and glanced at them. And then. Take a few of them and throw them backwards.

The Giss Yankee magic ship chasing after it didn't notice a few insignificant crystal shards. Hit directly. At high speed, the sharp edges of the crystal shards cut several long openings in the lightsail. The Giss Yankees' magic ship quickly stalled, then was pulled by the gravitational pull of gluttony, swaying away and finally falling into the abyss of the black hole.

"Very brave and wise. Satili commented.

The sheer speed of the stars that dotted the black curtain of the astral plane changed color, some turning from crimson to azure, others from azure to crimson. The psychic knew that this was a phenomenon caused by the Doppler effect, and that the wavelength of the light in front and behind him changed as it traveled to him.

At this point, Muhati had completely lost his grip on time, as if it was no longer passing. Pulsars are so far away that the white noise of radiation shining on the light sails is barely audible. This is where gluttony comes in.

The gluttony ahead is hidden in a vast scorching nebula, but it is nothing more than a gorgeous shroud, in which countless stars are buried, and the tumbling and burning clouds below are the true face of hell. A flash of blue light, a falling green dot, a throbbing red, every disturbance indicates that something has fallen into the bottomless stomach pouch.

He accelerated as he fell, as if gluttony was calling him. Using the gravitational pull of the black hole itself to accelerate itself is the only way to not be attracted to the black hole. As he skimmed past the gluttony, his speed would increase several times.

Sadiri was right next to him, equally enduring the ever-increasing gravitational pull. Her spells kept both of them alive, enduring the vacuum and the bitter cold. It was not easy to cast spells here, she could have left the Psychic Warlock alone to keep herself alive, it would have been much easier, but she didn't.

Due to the ever-increasing mana, the Coral Witch emitted a glimmer of light all over her body, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable momentum. She was so brave, Muhati thought to himself, before the black hole, even herself, a psychic warlock with a background in earth knowledge and training in Lyra, was a little incoherent because of the shock. And she was able to keep her spells alive while still moving forward.

Sadiri turned her head to look at him, her beauty beyond what words could describe. Muhadi found himself suddenly looking at her with a new light, as if he had met the Coral Witch for the first time.

"Are you ready? She asked, and Muhadi was shocked. My hero. Walking with the Coral Witch in the midst of gluttonous and suffocating coercion, reality trumps many legends.

She's a sun mage, thought the Psychic Warlock. And I'm supposed to be the Primordial Warlock, both of us. What a quirky combination.

"We can cross the gravitational range of this faint star. Muhadi replied.

"But we can't get rid of the Giss Yankees. ”

"I have a way. The telemancer said, comparing the black hole with the coordinates formed around it. With complex calculations going through in his head, he had to find another way.

The time dilation effect, which was predicted by the theory of relativity on Earth. When an object is moving at high speeds, the closer it is to the speed of light, the slower its own time passes. At this time, they were already very close to gluttony, and the speed of their flight was unimaginably fast. Although it was the two of them, time did not pass long. But judging from the relatively stationary outside world, they have been flying for almost a year.

(Strictly speaking, velocity is relative, and you can also think of a high-velocity object as stationary if you use the high-speed object itself as a frame of reference.) Everything around is moving at high speed. The time dilation effect cannot be explained in layman's terms, but it is only a novel interpretation here, and it will not be discussed in depth. ）

The Ghis-Yankees' magical fleet followed closely behind them, coordinating with each other, maintaining a tight formation, sailing strictly on an elliptical track. This is necessary because those who have survived this journey need to be reunited not only in space, but also in time. As a result, every tiny acceleration and rotation in the vicinity of a black hole must be rigorously calculated. A little bit of a pool can put a traveler at the wrong time. Weeks, months, or even years elapsed between the actual arrival of the large army.

The Psychic Warlock wanted to take advantage of this and shook off the pursuers who were following closely behind him. Follow the current track. In terms of time from the outside world, it would take twenty-three years to circumnavigate the asteroid belt near the pulsar. He wasn't going to spend that long, and he didn't want to go back with the Gisyankees.

But. If you want to shorten the voyage, you have to get closer to gluttony. This means that the gravitational tide they have to overcome when accelerating at perigee is even more turbulent. It's not easy to figure out a new route on his own, but Muhati is a great psychic man. Even if he can't show his abilities, his thinking speed is far beyond that of ordinary people.

The psychic sorcerer came up with the answer, a new route, by outside standards, taking seventeen years.

It still hurts Mohamadi for a long time, but he has no other choice at this time.

"Keep up!" exclaimed Muhadi, and then he turned to the red-hot accretion disk wrapped in gluttony, and began to accelerate-

Psychic Warlocks and Coral Witches keep moving forward. The hungry gluttony cast a violet-colored scorching radiation on the two of them, and the blue world stirred up a rapid and sharp static interference. It's all unsettling, and even the space itself is terrified of gluttony, which flows strangely with ghostly calls.

The high-temperature accretion disc abrased Mohamadi on the surface of his body, and the place where it was touched was carbonized and blackened. The Coral Witch's spells couldn't stop the radiation and particle streams that passed through her. These various radioactive isotopes erode the psychic man's body, causing positive or inert changes. In this case, it is quite incredible that he can or may not be able to.

They were about to reach the perigee, and the terrifying speed changed the scenery as they saw it. The star-studded space in front of them intertwined with the death radiation of the black hole's accretion disk.

Gluttony can't wait to use tidal force to disembowel, dismember, and dismember. But even so, Muhadi continued to accelerate himself with Sadiri.

Here, the light of the pulsar is almost imperceptible. But another unimaginably strange light completely overwhelmed him. Near the innermost part of the accretion disk, there were spots of light on the edge of the mouth of darkness that Gluttony didn't even let go of light. It was the long-dead stars, their speed being sped up to infinitely close to the speed of light at the last moment of their gluttony. In this way, to the outside world, their time seems to have stopped, and the light is constant and unextinguished.

The telemancer kept calculating. Finally, when the expected moment came, he took Satili's feeble, boneless hand, and with the other hand they pulled the sail open, and began to turn with all their might.

The dead stars shone on Muhadi, and he couldn't hear the voice of the Coral Witch. If he looked back, the two of them would be lost forever in the graveyard of the stars. All you can do is move forward with all your might. Further onwards. Muhadi prayed to the true god that the female mage would follow her if she fell behind. Then it's all over.

Gluttonous claws grabbed at him, trying to squash it. Elongated, broken. The acid erosion it spewed filled the dark space, washing over the bodies of the two men. Becoming more and more dazzling gaseous accretion of the disc worm, Muhadi adjusted his direction and tried to move forward. It was so fast that even the dead stars in the distance turned blue.

He didn't even dare to think about how close his speed was to the speed of light. He didn't dare to think about whether his calculation was correct, how long would it take him to fly at this speed?

Finally, the gluttony let go of the prey in his mouth.

The thin gaseous clouds composed of accretion disks are gradually thinning. But far from cooling. Each particle of gas that hit the two men's bodies was close to the speed of light. What a horrible world. They have finally escaped the shackles of gluttony, but they are still not far from the graveyard of the stars. The strange purple curled and twisted, like waves washing over the two of them, and the world of the living had not yet opened its doors.

In the midst of this sea of chaos, Muhadi saw a jumping, looming shop appear in the distance. The frequency of the fluttering light comes from pulsars, the lighthouses in the astral plane. Its electromagnetic waves cover the blue color, as well as higher frequency bands that can only be seen and cannot be accepted.

This saddle-shaped orbit that bypassed gluttony had almost exhausted the last shred of energy in al-Muhadi's body. He didn't know if he would be able to fly all the way to the asteroid belt near the pulsar.

He breathed softly. Turn around at the slowest speed. His heart throbbed instinctively, then slowly calmed down. A few steps away, the Coral Witch was smiling at him. Their hands were still clasped together, and the other hand grasped the edge of the lightsail. He flew with her against the black hole. Then rushed out alive. Such an experience is also exclaimed by the greatest adventurers.

Muhadi's gaze crossed over the Sun Mage and landed on the Ancient Behemoth. The black hole under the shroud began to shine again. The accretion disk rotates in a spiral shape, emitting intense radiation outward. Despite the gluttony, the dark pupils still stared at them gloomily. But it couldn't help the two of them anymore.

The devourer of the stars retreated solemnly, and the moment was intoxicating.

Then. Muhadi noticed a vague figure in the distance, wrapped in a flash of fiery isotopes.

A Gisyankee magic ship did not go with its companions, but followed the orbit of the two, pursuing them all the way. Only it followed, and the rest of the Giss Yankees were still sailing on the original course, and it would be at least a few years before they bypassed the gluttony.

Its light sails were all folded away, because at this time the pulsar was in front and the black hole was behind, and Zhang Fan could only use it to slow down. Psychic warlocks can't deal with it the old way.

He also couldn't open his sails to slow down, which would have caused the magic ship to catch up immediately. The latter, on the other hand, is about to die with them, and Satili, who almost overcasts spells to resist the black hole, and the psychic warlock, who cannot manifest her powers, will not be able to resist.

He couldn't help but slow down, because the speed of the two of them was too fast at this time, several times faster than when they came. If they don't slow down, they will fly past pulsars, and then endless deep space will replace gluttony as another graveyard.

There was no time to hesitate, and Muhadi spread his sails. Suddenly, the blue radiant light began to hit the sail violently, and the brakes caused by the deceleration made the two of them dizzy. With the repulsive power of pulsars, the universe no longer drifts wildly blue, and the stars return to their original colors.

The magic ship of the Giss Yankees does not slow down and does not raise its sails. It seems that they are not going to go back alive, and they just want to kill the two intruders in one go.

The helmsman of the other party was much more skilled and experienced in astral navigation than Muhadi, and it was almost impossible to get rid of him. Although the distance between the two is greater than that between Atas and its moon, at their current speed, it will not take long to cross this distance.

Sitting still is not the character of a psychic warlock, he thought about it, and put away some of the light sails to keep the two of them at high speed. He turned his head and asked the Coral Witch, "Your spell can create some air around us to make us breathe...... If you do your best, can you make more?"

"In this state, I'm afraid I can't cast any high-level spells, but ......," Satili said, tilting her head and looking at the Psychic Warlock. "I think it should, but that's useless, the excess gas will escape. I can't tie them down to us. ”

"Thankfully, I don't need you to bind them. The Psychic Warlock said, and then, he motioned for Satili to let go of the hand holding the lightsail, and waited, almost.

When falling into the shadow of the asteroid belt, briefly out of sight of the Giss Yankees. The Psimancer pushed the lightsail away, and the reaction force sent them crashing towards the nearest asteroid.

The light sail brightly refracts the light of pulsars, and it is one of the easiest objects to observe in this dark space. The Giss Yankees caught up with the two based on the trajectory left by the light sails.

Their speed was still too fast, and the soil layer of the asteroid formed by the corpses of the old gods, although barren and soft, stripped of this layer of covering. There are all kinds of rare mineral deposits or solid ice inside, and hitting them can kill you.

"Make more gas, we need a buffer!" Mouhathir shouted to Sadiri, the asteroid's gravitational pull was low, and he decided to give it a try.

The soil bursts and pebbles fly. Eventually, the tumbling finally stopped.

Muhadi lay on his back in the dust worm, and his already battered body had several more wounds. Behind them, the crater was long enough, and the dust they had stirred up swirled silently in it.

Satili also struggled out of the dust, her unkempt appearance still looking cute.

"Look!" said the Psychic to the Coral Witch.

There was a bright spot in the distant starry sky, and it was the light sail they had lost. It flew at high speed, entering an orbit that would eventually fall into the gravitational capture of the pulsar.

Behind it, a magic ship of the Giss Yankees was catching up at high speed. By the time it realized that it had missed the target, it had been accelerated by the pulsar's gravity and had to go back to the black hole. And its next return will be many years later.

When meeting with the wise men, they had said that the invasion of the old rulers was inevitable, and that it would be twenty years at most. But at this moment, Muhadi, who escaped death, only cares about rejoicing with Sadiri that he has survived. Didn't realize how much time was left for them after this long voyage. (To be continued......)