Chapter 450: Spatial Turbulence Erupts
"Patriarch, the Academy of Sciences has no way, and the other civilized races of the Alliance have no way, what should we do now."
"We can't do it, so let's go to a civilized race that has a way. No matter what the conditions of the other party are, no matter how harsh the civilized race contract is, as long as there is a way to avoid this disaster, the civilized race can become their subordinate race. The patriarch roared fiercely.
"But we now have a civilized race with the Alliance, and if we break the contract, ......"
"Isn't it impossible for us to break away from the civilized race alliance that we signed, even if the other costs are greater, can they be greater than the extermination of the race?"
"Yes, Patriarch, I'll look for it now."
Soon there was information about the search for the suzerain's civilization in the public communication channel, as long as this disaster could be avoided, even if the slave contract was signed, it could be said that at this time, for the sake of the continuation of the race, the others could be abandoned-
"Your Majesty, there is no way for the Alliance Academy of Sciences, even if the four-dimensional space shield is successfully studied, there is no way to use it in a short period of time."
"So we're doomed?"
“…… Yes, 陛xià. ”
"Hahaha...... Okay, since the race is going to be wiped out, what kind of civilized race contract does it matter? I ordered all ships to point their guns at the core flagship of the Alliance, and launched an attack in three minutes, while setting a self-detonation program for all ships to execute in five minutes. ”
"Your Majesty, attacking the suzerain's civilization will be wiped out......"
"Isn't it the same as waiting for death, anyway, it's all if, just revenge."
"Yes. 陛xià. ”――
"Prepare to modularly disassemble the race flagship, and wait until the four-dimensional space shield is studied. The first time to manufacture, equip all modular race flagships. Agree to vote on it. ”
"But what about the other clansmen, after modularization, the race flagship can't accommodate all the clansmen at all."
"It's all this time, it's good to be alive, clansmen...... It doesn't matter so much. ”
"Okay, I agree."
"Me too." ――
As time slowly passed, getting closer to the 12-hour tipping point, many civilized races were in turmoil.
The public communication channels are full of information for help, as long as any civilized race dares to say that it can get through this crisis. I don't know how many civilized races will sign a civilized race with it, no matter how harsh it is.
However, no civilized race dares to declare that its civilization can survive this crisis at this time, and once it dares to admit it, it will be wiped out by other civilized races in an instant. At this time, most of the civilized races are going to be wiped out, you dare to say that you are fine, since you are fine, then let you have something.
Anyway, whoever dares to pretend to be forced at this time, whether it is really awesome or pretending, will be beaten into a fool by all civilized races in an instant.
The Earth Federation also sent a person to shout for help on a public channel. At this time, you have to follow the crowd, and be a maverick and wait for death.
At this time, most of the civilized races went crazy, and many subordinate races rioted and suddenly attacked the suzerain's civilization. These subordinate races are usually oppressed miserably. Or it was subdued by force, and at this time, with the idea of temporarily pulling a cushion on his back, he launched an attack on the suzerain's civilization.
The most bizarre thing is that a subsidiary race knows that the suzerain's civilization has hole cards. When you can survive this crisis, but you can't protect their subordinate races. The affiliates immediately sent the news to the public communication channel. Let all civilized races know about this.
There's nothing to say about the next, the hole cards of that suzerain's civilization are just a special case. It is impossible to make all civilized races survive the crisis, and it is bombarded to the slag by all civilized races in an instant.
Anyway, it's a mess now, all civilized races are a mess, and the fleets of many civilized races are separated from the racial flagships, frantically rushing towards the spatial rift, and then disappearing heroically.
Even if some civilized races have hole cards, they don't dare to act openly, they are all secretly prepared. Otherwise, once the horse's feet are exposed, they will be besieged by all civilized races.
The Earth Federation is also preparing, and there is also the fleet of the Earth Federation in the big universe, and those warships are not unmanned warships. However, the Earth Federation can't take back the battleship in a swarm, otherwise it will definitely be besieged.
Therefore, the Earth Federation can only send unmanned warships to frantically rush towards the space rift, and then let those warships that are really overtaken enter the space channel, giving other civilizations and races a situation where the Earth Federation is also chaotic.
Eleven hours were about to pass in the blink of an eye, and now there was less than an hour left before the spatial turbulence erupted.
At this time, all civilized races are honestly staying in the void of the universe, venting enough, crazy enough, and looking for death is almost dead. Now the remaining civilized races are either civilized races that have prepared their hole cards and still have hope of survival, or they are all civilized races that have seen it all and are ready to face death.
Everyone quietly looked at the spatial rift, ready to enjoy the spectacular scene of the huge spatial turbulence sweeping the entire universe, and at the same time calmly faced death.
"We are not reconciled...... We have not seen the grandeur of the entire universe, and we have not yet gotten rid of the control of the rules of the universe, and we don't want to die like this...... We don't want to ...... Unwilling to ...... Yes...... Ah......h
The quiet public communication channel suddenly sounded a hysterical roar, and the feelings contained in that roar could be felt by any civilized race, but what could it be but roaring.
"Unwilling, everyone is unwilling, but what can be done. I know that there are still civilized races that can survive this crisis, and I don't want to be as crazy as other civilized races before, our civilization is just a pioneer civilization, without great ideals, without great ambitions, and just wants to go with the flow.
Originally, we lived peacefully on a planet, but the mother planet was destroyed, and we had to embark on this dark journey.
But...... But I hope that the living civilization can find out who is behind the qiē and ask him why he is doing this...... Why...... Why ......"
Xiang Qian quietly listened to the voices of the major civilized races in the public communication channel, at this time, each civilized race would say a sentence or two, and when one civilized race finished speaking, the other civilized race would also continue.
Some of these voices are flat, some are excited, and some are more hysterical, but no matter what kind of tone they are, each civilized race can hear the unwillingness, the anger at the existence that can control the entire universe, and the joy of breaking away from this game......
Countless voices with complex feelings spread in this cosmic void, and time passed in this sound.
The moment the countdown hand pointed to zero, all sounds disappeared, and an even grander sound passed through the barrier of the battleship and reached everyone's minds.
The roar of space.
With the soul-shaking cracking sound, the spatial turbulence exploded, the position at the edge of the space instantly exploded, and the shattered spatial fragments were instantly swallowed by the turbulent spatial turbulence.
The huge spatial turbulence was like an avalanche, with distorted space debris, with unrivaled power, sweeping towards all civilized races.
In front of the Earth Federation, a huge fifth-level civilization race flagship was reduced to pieces under the impact of space turbulence. The frightened faces of the people inside the flagship of the civilized race that Xiang Qian could see on the big screen before they died, as well as the thick unwillingness and resentment.
"If there really is such a day, I will ask for an explanation for you." Xiang Qian stood quietly in front of the big screen and said in a low voice, without his previous confidence in his tone.
In the next second, Xiang Qian sighed and said coldly: "Starry sky, close the space passage." ”
"Okay, boss."
With Xiang Gan's order, when the space turbulence was still a million kilometers away from the galaxy battleship, the space channel that flashed with silver-white light disappeared in an instant.
Two seconds after the disappearance of the space passage, the galactic battleship, which turned on all its defensive forces, was crushed and shattered after holding out in the tide of space turbulence for five seconds. (To be continued......)