In just a few words, about ten seconds passed. The remaining distance of the torpedo is only a short ten kilometers.

What else can the Chaos Warlock use to stop this ruined fate? Some kind of shield? The shield can trigger a torpedo fuse to cause an explosion.

Even if the torpedo exploded at this time, in my estimation, the plasma flames of the explosion would be enough to inflict heavy damage on the battleship.

In my opinion, unless the opponent can immediately cast a spell to throw the torpedo into subspace or teleport away. However, it took me a lot of time to prepare for the teleportation, and the other party could do it in a hurry?

I'm skeptical.

I couldn't track the torpedo's trajectory, but the bullet with the beacon was still on my radar. I could clearly feel that there was an invisible barrier opening on the surface of the ship, blocking the flight of the bullets and slowing it down significantly.

Hey? A flexible defensive shield? This is the first time I have seen a power of this nature. Common defense techniques, whether they are force fields generated by scientific and technological means or psionic shields, are rigid structures that cannot be deformed, and if they can be blocked, they will collapse. A defensive shield of a soft nature like this may not be difficult to do technically, and no one has ever used it.

Here, the effect of such a shield is obvious. It blocked the flight of bullets and torpedoes like a viscous liquid, but the force generated was not enough to trigger the fuse. If this continues, there is a real good chance that the torpedo will slow down to zero and become harmless before touching the outer wall of the ship.

Moreover, the means of chaos do not stop there. When the shield was created, it looked like a stagnant slime at first, but after a few moments it began to spin like a whirlpool, sending the bullets away from their original direction. When the bullet has deviated from the enemy ship, Chaos' psionic energy no longer slows it down and begins to apply thrust to it. In less than a moment, it will pass by the enemy ship and fly farther and farther away.

After all, a torpedo is an extremely dangerous thing, and even if it is not triggered, it is difficult to put it with peace of mind.

"Offset shield, haven't you seen it?" Germion's calm voice carried a hint of ostentation, "It doesn't require much strength, but it requires extremely high control skills, which is a spell that only the psionic masters of our Thousand Sons Legion can master. Do you want to learn? It just so happened that I had just lost my apprenticeship......"

"Stop this!" I sneered and uttered a high gothic phrase.

It's a very effective tool, but it's not what scares me the most.

Do you think you'll have peace of mind by not letting the torpedo go off?

I stretched out my fist at the enemy ship, and my clenched five fingers suddenly opened!

"Explode me !!!"

At a distance of more than two hundred kilometers, my remnants of power, of course, were not enough to detonate the torpedo. However, the psionic sigil I left on the warhead exploded.

This small amount of force was enough to detonate the explosive bullet, and the torpedo flew close to the bullet.

Just now I tried my best to control the accuracy when transmitting, to ensure that the two were close together, in case if it missed, it could be manually detonated.

With the psionic sigil gone, I could no longer track down the torpedoes I fired. However, there is no need for it......

The light that blooms in front of me tells me that I have won the victory I want!

I watched as a sun lit in front of me!

It's beautiful, it's unbelievable that it's a flame that I lit with my own hands......

I've traveled dozens of worlds, and I've seen countless sunrise scenes. But what is the glory of those sunrises that are a full astronomical unit away from the star? At this time, the sun was only more than 200 kilometers away from me, which was within reach. Its brightness is a thousand times that of a qiē midday sun.

Just a glance, that dazzling light blinded me completely! The glow of the heat shone on my naked face, leaving a burning sensation like a flame. …,

I realized that a mere crater in rock was no longer enough to keep me alive. Under the close scorching of this stellar fire, the rocks facing this side are likely to melt. Without further hesitation, I stood up and ran the way I remembered.

It was only a dozen seconds to escape into the shadow zone of the asteroid, and it seemed to be the hardest journey of my life. The exhaustion from casting the spell nearly crumbled the shield around me, which kept the heat from my body from dissipating quickly into the cold of space, but it couldn't stop the thermal radiation emitted by the tiny star. It was as if I was in the middle of a fire where promethium fuel was burning, and a lot of water was evaporating from my body every second. The synthetic fabrics began to burn, the plastic helmet was about to melt, and I could smell the ominous smell. I stumbled and stumbled, stumbling over the rugged rocks beneath my feet, but I had to struggle to maintain the gravity spell, otherwise the star I lit with my own hands would turn me to ashes as soon as I left the confines of the rock and flew into unobstructed space.

I don't know how long I ran, but I feel that the surroundings are not so hot anymore, and I have reached the shadow area, and I am finally safe......

"Sylvia, come and save me!" When the words came to my lips, I couldn't even say "come and pick me up".

The joy of escaping death made me relaxed, and I threw myself to the ground, my face pressed against the rocky surface of the asteroid, and the cold touch told me that I had really escaped. But it wasn't really safe, and my consciousness began to drift, and the subtleties of exhaustion, dizziness, and confusion flooded my mind, reminding me that the spellcasting backlash had arrived.

It was a more deadly danger than the heat radiation of the giant plasma flames, and I couldn't even maintain a psionic shield in the chaos that would kill me if the shield collapsed. At this point, I regretted not being able to put on a spacesuit like the rest of the crew.

In a trance, I felt an arm pull me up and rest on a strong, steady shoulder. Sylvia, valiant pilot and captain's girl, I am right to entrust my life and death to you.

I stopped the gravity spell and felt like we were flying lightly. Sylvia turned on the jet and flew me to Thunderbolt. That thin and light fighter plane is currently the only refuge for us fragile mortals.

It wasn't until the canopy was closed again and the cabin was filled with air again that I was truly safe and seemed to be able to pass out with confidence. The only thing to worry about now is whether I can survive the consequences of this backlash, and if I fail, even Sylvia will be in danger.

But I also want to confirm the results of my birth and death.

"Detonating at a distance of about ten kilometers from the enemy ship, can it be completely destroyed?" I muttered.

"No direct hit?" Sylvia seemed disappointed for a moment, and then said with peace of mind: "It shouldn't be completely ruined, but it's enough to hit it hard." At such a close distance, no armor could withstand its temperature, and most of its cabins would be destroyed, and every qiē would melt and volatilize, perhaps the keel would remain...... Why do you ask this? After a while it goes out and we'll see. ”

No, I probably don't see it, and maybe the emperor won't bless me twice a day, as Germien said...... I thought so, and my consciousness plunged into a bottomless abyss.