A line of small magical ships rose from the ground and into the air, leaving a long white trail in their wake. Another group of princes or grand dukes fled, leaving the trembling world and about to enter destruction.

The earth trembled, the ground cracked, and wisps of high-temperature and high-pressure gas erupted from the ground. The panicked Giss Yankees are running around, helpless, and the engine of the world is about to be destroyed.

Since the victory of the Great Samurai Gis's uprising, generations of Gise Yankees have built their own empires on the astral plane. Due to the peculiar nature of the astral plane, the corpses of many gods of the main material plane will float here after their deaths, forming huge rocks like asteroids. The Gisyankees mined the corpses of these ancient gods, acquired precious deposits, built their unrivaled fleets, and forged their indestructible silver swords.

These ancient gods, who were once the great beings who ruled the multiverse, are now reduced to this. Some of these huge rocky islands are only a few hundred feet long, while others are as big as the moon. The world engine, the capital of the Ghisyankees, is built on the largest corpse of a god. Here, the Gisyankee miners worked around the clock to extract the precious ingredients from the corpses, the brains and blood of the old gods, into rare alchemical raw materials.

There are also special deposits of volatiles, which are not suitable for forging weapons or enchanting equipment, but they are excellent fuels for boosting magical ships.

"Defend the Empress!" voices came from everywhere, but the city of Gisyankee was in complete chaos. A large number of fragments of the magic ship fall in the city, causing a series of explosions. Occasionally, one or two explosions were particularly violent. Shaking the corpse of the old god and the city built on it, it was the remaining antimatter fragments.

Everywhere there were desperately struggling crowds, dense footsteps kicking up a whole cloud of dust. Floating in the air in low gravity.

The city of the Gisyankees is dotted with many launch tubes. It was the emergency lift-off of the magic ship, which had not been used for many years. No one could have imagined that those strange Gentiles would destroy the entire royal fleet in one fell swoop, and put the capital of the Girthians, which the Giris Yankees were so proud of, into crisis.

Another new salvo was fired, and another group of Grand Dukes and nobles took off in small magical ships to escape the impending destruction. The magic ship spreads a metal mesh like a sailboat. Face pulsars. It was a light sail that absorbed the power of the light and powered the long voyage.

The vast majority of civilians were left behind in cities doomed to destruction. The nobles left the dust and rose into the air.

From the small magical ship they were on, the corpses of the ancient gods where the capital was located shrank smaller and smaller, no longer taking up the entire field of vision. It's drifting away. Reveal the deep dark starry sky behind you. Eventually, along with countless other corpses of the Old Gods, they formed a belt of pulsars and gluttonous asteroids.

The asteroid belt appears to be burning, and countless fragments of warships are crashing into it, interspersed with powerful antimatter fragments. Some asteroids have changed their orbits due to explosions, and they have collided with other asteroids, creating more debris. It won't be long before this place is completely destroyed.

Countless cities, mines built on the corpses of many ancient gods will be destroyed. The Gisyankee nobles, who were lucky enough to take off on a magic ship, did not dare to approach the battlefield - there was the largest and densest debris. And no one can be sure if the unknown enemy will remain there, or if they will do it again - they must choose to flee. Flee in the direction of pulsars and gluttony.

It's dangerous, and it's a dangerous move to get close to pulsars and gluttonous sailing. While the Giss Yankees were the most skilled helmsmen in the astral plane, they were familiar with the vectors of the advance, the starlight, the signposts, and the legendary dash of the gluttony.

Pulsars appear in their field of vision, slowly expanding from a dot. Along with this, the gravitational pull is constantly growing. The subtle white noise of the powerful light radiation shining on the lightsails turned into a deafening, sustained roar. Each magic ship has adjusted the angle of the light sails to absorb enough energy and generate enough repulsion to not collide head-on with the pulsar. This repulsive force grows as it approaches the pulsar, counteracting the gravitational pull that grows synchronously.

Over time, pulsars expand from dots into disks. The ** emitted by the light sail is so loud that it has exceeded the limit of human acceptance. Now, the electromagnetic pulse emitted by the pulsar accelerates twice per second to two times per second, giving the lightsail incredible momentum. The abundant energy even made the enchanted equipment on the Giss Yankee nobles buzz.

Just when the Girzeyankees thought they were far away from the unknown enemy and finally safe, the magic ship at the back found two unidentified objects.

"I just thought, you can't die. ”

The Psychic Warlock messaged that it felt good to be back in his original body, which he had never felt so dependent on before.

Despite Muhadi's compliments, Sadiri didn't look good at all. She was trembling slightly, as if she had malaria. Except for the first time, her whole body was glowing, and she could barely see the pupils in her eyes, only two pools of blue light remained.

The Coral Witch had absorbed too much energy from the previous explosion, and if it weren't for that, the explosion would have been many times more powerful than it was now.

Her mana grew in an instant, and with this sudden power, she was able to withstand the devastating power of the explosion and restore the psychic warlock's body with her spells.

Now, she had to be cautious about the power of her own expansion. One of her unintentional thoughts was enough to send a ripple through the space around her. Every gesture will leave a pale blue afterimage. Now she is like an ordinary person who has suddenly gained great strength, and she can only adapt to her abilities in fear. For fear that if you are not careful, you will destroy this fragile world.

"But your body ...... It's getting worse. Satili had an apologetic tone in her tone.

The psychic examined her body and found what she was talking about. Satilly's spells have radiant properties in their own right, combined with the energy she suddenly gains and the terrifying environment...... His body was overwhelmed by the high-energy rays. Cells wither, wither, die. More and more organs become cancerous, and soon he will lose his basic physiological functions.

What's worse is that there are no bodies around that can be exchanged. And he couldn't get too far away from the female mage, relying on the latter's spell so that he wouldn't be sucked away by the pulsar's gravity.

Pulsars are not big. The diameter is less than five palesan (about twenty kilometers), which is about the same as astronomers on Earth have speculated. But it's incredibly dense, more than a hundred trillion times that of water. Just a spoonful of pulsar matter. That's more than a billion tons. And this guy with a diameter of five palesan has a mass greater than the sun.

A supernova explosion occurs when a superlarge star runs out of its own nuclear fuel. The outer layers of the star are blown off, and gaseous matter escapes into interstellar space. The inner core of the star is constantly shrinking under the influence of gravity. It becomes denser and denser, and at the same time the autobiographical speed is getting faster and faster. It feels like a ballet dancer tightening her arms as she spins, and the rotation speed increases.

Two powerful electromagnetic pulses visible to the naked eye emanated from the polar pole of the pulsar, sweeping across the field like a lighthouse in the dark.

"Can't you turn into a magic ship or something, or just teleport us away?" the psychic warlock wanted to shout his advice, but there was no sound here, so he had to teleport with his abilities. And even a simple ability that he struggled to display. It is unclear if this is due to the effects of being too close to the pulsar, or if someone has used a spell to hinder his psionic abilities.

“...... Isn't it a little too late to say that I've wanted to learn these two spells for a long time?" replied with a wry smile.

The two of them floated in empty space. The power of the explosion propelled them onto the same course as the Gisyankee fugitives—pulsars with their backs to the asteroid belt of corpses of the Old Gods in the direction where the battle was taking place.

The Coral Witch's spell barely kept the two of them against the extraordinary gravitational pull here. low temperatures, as well as vacuum. But even she couldn't change the direction of the two of them. Roughly speaking, they sailed on an elliptical course, located on the inner side of the asteroid belt, orbiting the pulsar.

Muhadi felt as if his newfound body was being torn apart, and the radiation emitted from the pulsar was like a roar. It seems to have become a magical and psionic dead zone, where even the faintest ability requires the most incredible effort. The Psychic Warlock was tormented by gravity, and felt as if the weight of the entire galaxy and even the entire universe was weighing on him, ready to crush him to powder.

At this distance, the pulsar has turned into a furious blue-purple sphere, sweeping the space with two electromagnetic waves that erupt every second. Although the human body generally does not conduct electricity, under the influence of such a strong magnetic field, a huge electric current is still generated in his body, which violently stimulates his nerves. Never-before-seen sick orange-red radiation light floats like a vortex on the surface of a pulsar.

He worked with the Coral Witch to combine the power of abilities and spells to overcome unexpected and surprising resistance to keep them alive in a vacuum without falling onto a pulsar.

The two finally stumbled to perigee, which was the closest they got to a pulsar. Sadiri took one of Muhadi's hands, and he could feel the mage's faint trembling. The Psychic suddenly realized that while he didn't feel pain, not all of them had the same blessings, or curses.

He tried to condense a little spiritual power and soothe the spirit of the female mage with his magical powers. It hurts, he feels, as if it were the first time he has experienced this feeling, like a person who has lived in the desert all his life sees the ocean for the first time. Then, the Psychic Warlock felt the flames burn and the electricity flowing through his body, as if his body was about to explode, and he tried his best to soothe those sensations and make Sadiri feel as good as he could.

There was a time when even the simplest communication could not be carried out properly. At one point, the Psychic Warlock feared that he had fallen into a complete magical dead zone, that the spell had failed, and that they had fallen together. But eventually, the pulsar fell behind, and the terrifying gravitational pull dissipated most of it, leaving only a powerful electromagnetic pulse still coming from behind.

"We're in company. "The female mage's face was sickly fair but beautiful, and she had regained a little of her ability to cast spells. Then immediately notify the Psychic Warlock.

"Who?" Could it be that the culprit for the explosion has finally appeared?

"The Giesyankees. The female mage responded. "It looks like some of their magic ships managed to escape from their cities. ”

"You don't want to negotiate peace with them right now. ”

"After blowing up their entire fleet in one go? No, you can call me an idealist, but I also recognize reality. She said. "I'm thinking. Who invented such an amazing spell?"

"I have a couple of suspects in my head. The Psychic Warlock said. "I'll have to interrogate them as soon as I have the chance. ”

"I'm sure interrogation isn't the only thing you want to do. Coral Witch reminded him. "Those Gisyankees seem to have noticed us, too. ”

She was right, and sure enough, several of the Gisyankee magic ships that had fallen behind them changed course. The huge sails only slightly angled, and they swerved lightly, heading directly behind the two.

It's too close to pulsars to cast spells. What can the Yankees do with themselves? Muhati thought that their primitive cannons would not be able to hit any targets at such high speeds.

But then he realized he was wrong. The Gisyankees have ruled the Astral Plane for so many years, and their rich experience and tactical accumulation should definitely not be underestimated.

A Giss Yankee magic ship, far behind, corrected its course until it was directly behind the two. Then, the Giss Yankee nobles on this magic ship ordered the sails to be sailed all the way. Shielding the powerful radiation coming from pulsars. In order to defend the Empress. He was happy to sacrifice himself to get rid of these two potential enemies.

The psychic warlock immediately noticed that the terrifying radiation from the pulsar had decreased, and the raging electricity in his body had calmed down a lot. Next, he discovered that the air balloon that had been created with a spell and enveloped the two of them was really dissipating.

"My spell has been interfered with!" The energy that once poured into Satili's body was the key to her ability to persist in casting spells in this situation. But the light sails of the Gisyankees' magic ship obscured the pulsar's radiation, and the Coral Witch's mana suddenly decayed. It became precarious.

The Psychic Sorcerer let go of his grip on the female mage and motioned for himself to deal with the Gisyankees. And then. He tightened his limbs, turned around, and flew in a zigzag pattern toward the Gisyankee magic ship behind him.

These ships don't look big, they can barely be described as small boats, not real ships. It was clear that this was a desperate option when it came to escaping, and those large magic ships were too slow to start and have no time to escape from the explosion.

On the first dinghy, there were several Giss Yankees yelling, wielding silver swords, but for no other purpose than wielding them. After breaking away from the female mage, the Psychic Warlock has been holding his breath and using his abilities to suppress the speed of his metabolism. He was aiming so well that he skimmed over the dinghy.

Muhadi made a big hole in the sail with his dagger, followed by the cable that connected the sail. The dinghy's speed was constantly decreasing in a shudder, and it was strange because it could not adjust the angle of the sails. But by the time the telemancer distanced itself from it, the dinghy's tremor had turned into an uncontrollable flip.

In the voyage, this is an irreparable blow. There is no time and no material here to join the cables. However, the gravitational pull of pulsars is still with us.

The Gisyankees in the second dinghy were more alert, and when he noticed that the Psychic Mancer was trying to get closer, he immediately sidesailed to get out of it. But Muhadi was quick, and he threw the dagger, this time cutting the main cable on the bare sail, and the bare sail rolled up, like a schooner whose cable suddenly broke in a strong wind.

"You're done! Athas!" the Giss Yankee nobleman in the third dinghy brought real resistance to the psychic mancer. Before Muhadi could rush forward, he adjusted his course and hit him head-on. Muhati hadn't expected him to do this, but he also happened to want to capture a magic ship, so he didn't avoid it, and landed heavily on the deck of the dinghy.

"If I'm done, what nonsense are you talking about. The Psychic said as he dodged his opponent's silver sword sideways, and then prepared to strangle him with his bare hands.

With a flash of the Gisyankee nobleman's silver sword, he cut off the mast of his ship, and the light sail was immediately blown away by the abundant pulse and disappeared into the dark sea of stars. After losing its main power, the ship's speed also began to slow down, gradually being captured by the pulsar gravitational pull behind it.

He wanted to die with him, and al-Muhati realized that the ship could not be taken anyway.

"Only we know how to navigate this star field safely!" declared the Gisyankee nobleman before he died. "You've forgotten, you just don't know yet. The Empress will escape your pursuit safely!"

"I didn't hunt anyone down...... If there is, it has nothing to do with your Empress. The Psychic Warlock said, no excuse. "But I'm going to have to kill you. ”

"You can't kill anyone anymore, gluttony will devour you. The Gisyankee nobleman struggled, as if he thought the word gluttony would scare the psychic mancer. Unfortunately, the latter didn't know what he was talking about. "You can't get out of its mouth. It will swallow you up in one bite, and there will be nothing left. Then he died.

The psychic warlock sensed something from the other party's words, thought about it for a while, and suddenly understood the other party's threat.

He knew what gluttony was.

P.S. The descriptions in this chapter are not accepted scientific facts, but hypothetical. (To be continued......)