We retreated like this? Looking at the two smaller and smaller moon gods in the portholes exchanging firepower there, my heart was filled with extraordinary unwillingness.

The seemingly large and clumsy body of the transport ship actually has a speed that I could not have imagined as a ground force. Even without full push, in just a few minutes, the Melved Picker was already hundreds of kilometers away from its original position. I still haven't escaped the enemy's fire, but I'm still beyond the limits of my teleportation capabilities.

"Don't worry, friend." Velheim patted me on the shoulder, almost stretching my shield to resist, "The ship's shield can't hold up for long. Whoever goes to shield first, we can immediately return to the battlefield. ”

I nodded, "So, which of them do you think will not be able to hold it first?" ”

The Rune Priest smiled, "I'm an interstellar marine, and I'm not a professional navy, how can I see this." Aren't we really navy fighters here, though? ”

"For the time being, it is the enemy ships that have a greater advantage." Captain Vane said, "That Scarlet Pirate ship is called Makena's Flare, right?" They are well prepared and full of motivation. The heretical redemption, the enemy that landed inside her should not have been completely wiped out, and the power and firepower that can be activated are not sufficient. However, if there were a lander, there should be no more attacks after the destruction of the heretical Redemption shield. ”

Now, even a layman like me can basically see the disadvantages of the heretical redemption. Capable of firing four to six shots per minute, an average of two minutes per gun, the enemy ships were slower than even the heaviest guns on the ground, but they completely suppressed the heresy in terms of firepower. The Heresy Redemption is capable of shooting only two weapons, and the frequency of firing is much slower than that of its opponents, and although it can erupt a large area of plasma flames with each launch, neither the laser nor the plasma has any special advantage when the shield is still there. Perhaps because the weapon consumption is relatively small, and the excess energy is used to replenish the shield, it has been able to hold on to the enemy's heavy fire. But it's one thing to see it for yourself, and it's another thing to hear a real professional say it so with certainty.

"But we're not entirely at a disadvantage." Captain Vane added, "The Flare of Mackenna, as the name suggests, is a garrison for the defense of the galaxy, she has a lot of side-chord firepower, and is good at fighting a large number of small ships, but lacks a powerful main gun to form a firepower advantage over a ship of her size. Unlike the heretical Redemption, she has less sidestring firepower, and in my guess, this is supposed to be a battlefield fire support ship, equipped with powerful bow guns, enough to destroy enemy ships larger than herself. If you clear out the enemies inside and use the full firepower of the battleship......"

"Looks like that's what we're going to do next." Velheim said.

As we watched anxiously, the halo of force field over the heretical Redemption grew dimmer and eventually dissipated, but it remained stubbornly strewn across the enemy ships, providing shelter for our evacuation. Perhaps still fantasizing about capturing the ship in its entirety, the enemy ship stopped shelling as Vane had expected, and let us stay away.

"Ready? Let's go. Velheim stood in the middle of the bridge, with his two companions, and beckoned me to come along. So I beckoned Aishwalya to stand beside him.

The Iron Giant chanted prayers in a thunderous voice, his fingertips glowing with lightning, leaving esoteric rune marks in midair. Gradually, lightning surrounded us like a swarm of snakes that snaked and fluttered, and the furious energy tore through reality and threw us into another world.

Hey, if you're going to teleport, why don't you locate it beforehand?

Psionic energy is berserk and chaotic and cannot be trusted, but the Rune Priest is a member of the Space Marines, has hundreds of years of experience using psionic energy, and is far more reliable than me, so I can safely abandon my spell casting and let him take me to transfer, and I can't actually teleport that far myself. However, the rune priest's actions frightened me greatly - he actually transferred us all into the subspace!

The reason why I don't dare or have the ability to teleport over long distances is because the distance I teleport is roughly proportional to the time I spend in subspace. Teleportation was a short time, and the contact with the subspace was only a moment, and even if the evil beings over there could notice me, they would not have time to react at all. Even a momentary encounter is a great violation of the Empire's taboos, and only veteran psionics like me who have undergone a rigorous test of loyalty and will are allowed to do so, and this permission was obtained long after I graduated from the Psionic Academy and served the Empire for nearly a decade.

Subspace is filled with endless chaotic energy, which is the source of our psionic power, but the use of this power is an extremely dangerous process. The subspace is also filled with an endless amount of evil wills that can lightly distort people's minds, making them go crazy and lose themselves. Any contact with the subspace will attract the attention of the evil will in the subspace, and the psykers must carefully hide themselves, and each time they cast a spell, they only secretly extract a little bit of energy, and they do not dare to cast spells frequently. As far as I know, there is only one kind of person who can directly observe the subspace itself, and that is the navigator that the ship must have when it travels far, and this special psyker is said to have a third eye, and their vision can directly see through the obstacles of subspace and real space, and find a way for the ship to reach its destination in the violent energy turbulence of the subspace.

At this time, however, I was fortunate – or unfortunate – to be in the subspace, to see the interior of the subspace with my own eyes. Even though it's been almost thirty years since I've awakened my psionic powers, this is the first time I've ever awakened!

It may be a bit inaccurate to say that the word witness, because none of the qiē in the subspace are disembodied, they are all ethereal and trance-like consciousnesses. I can't see with my eyes because I don't have eyes anymore. The senses here all come from the intuition of consciousness, and this intuition seems to extend far and wide.

Of course, I didn't dare to stretch my intuition too far. Perhaps because the real space corresponding to the subspace in this area is in the midst of a battle, a large number of subspace creatures have gathered here - the so-called creatures are just a figurative description, they are just some ethereal and ethereal consciousness - their power is undeniable, like a group of sharks swimming in the ocean, ready to hunt down those souls who unfortunately fall here.

As the living who entered the subspace directly, our souls were much more conspicuous than the spirits of the dead, so it instantly attracted the attention of those predators, and they gathered together.

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