"It's useless, it can't be done."

Just like a ventriloquist filming the shocking wood behind the scenes, Gong Yiliang, the uncle who looks hot-blooded on weekdays, held his forehead and said this sentence helplessly.

"Really, is there really nothing to be done?"

Fu Xuan clenched the corners of his clothes tightly, and even the usually lively March Qi changed his worried expression when he heard such affirmative words.

Walter pushed his glasses, and the mirror reflected a light that made it impossible to see the emotion.

A massive black hole is approaching, and in the face of such a natural disaster, they can't do anything but watch here, and even how to approach it safely is a very difficult problem.

"The Engineering Division can create tools similar to traction gravity, but in terms of magnitude, it is almost useless in the face of such a celestial body, and at most it can only be used to pull the Xingcha."

Gong Liang's two thick black eyebrows are tightly entangled, for craftsmen, not being able to meet the expectations of their employers is the last thing they want to see, but the current situation is beyond their ability.

They can help when it comes to building ingenious machines, but they can't do anything about natural disasters of this magnitude.

"Xingcha?"

This word, as if it inspired a little aura in Fu Xuan's mind, put his finger on his chin, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

"How much Xingcha reserves are there in Xingxing Harbor?"

"Well, about 50,000 ships, why is Lord Taibu asking this?"

Gong Yi Liang hesitated for a moment, but quickly gave a reply, although the control of Xingcha was in charge of the Tianbo Division, but the manufacturing side was still in charge of them.

"Can you attach these towing tools to every Starcha?"

Fu Xuan's eyes flashed with a fine light, and the trajectory of Xingcha's flight was intertwined in her eyes, gradually building a "net".

"You mean ........."

Gong Yiliang's tone became excited, as an experienced craftsman, he could certainly match the meaning of Xuan's words.

"Are you saying that Xingcha relies on numbers to win, there is indeed a need for a try."

The hand was clenched into a fist and slammed down on the palm of the other hand, and the flame in Gong Liang's eyes burned again.

"That's right." Fu Xuan nodded, a small force would not help in the face of the black hole, but if it was concentrated, it might be able to change the tide of the battle.

"But what if the spacecraft is pulled by the gravitational pull of the black hole and drifts during transportation?"

The solution was proposed, but the public loss beam still found the problems that might occur.

"Then we can only rely on our brave pilots........."

Fu Xuan's gaze looked into the distance, where there was the best flying warrior in all of Luofu, and it was also the place where Xingcha and the entire Luofu Passage were managed.

Tianbo Division, Sichen Palace.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a task to do."

The voice of the Sky is resolute and affirmative, just like on a normal day.

Below her, thousands of fox fliers stood in unison.

The fox people are bright-eyed, not only good at observing words and feelings, but also a good hand at piloting the Xingcha, on Luofu, the best pilots are often the fox people.

"The Immortal Boat is in a terrible situation, and the best pilots are needed to carry out a determined mission, and we are duty-bound."

"If there are children and grandchildren left in the family, come out of the ranks!"

Out of the thousands of arrays, about a third of them stood up, their faces weather-beaten and their stars once roaming the universe.

"The fox clan is over 100 years old, under 250 years old, and the Xianzhou people are over 200 years old, and they are listed!"

The lifespan of fox people is about three hundred years old, although it is not as long as Xianzhou people, but it is still much higher than ordinary people.

"Those who are willing to give their lives for the sake of us, our descendants, and more people are in existence, come out!"

She looked at the people at her feet, their unwavering faith shining like steel, and she hadn't seen such a gaze for a long time.

"Yuki, fetch my helmet."

"Lord Pilot, do you think?"

A frightened expression appeared on the face of Yukui, the secretary who was in the air, and she held the board in her arms and persuaded her.

"Don't you still have a sunny ........."

The "Qingni" that Yukui said in her mouth is a daughter adopted by Yukong from a former deceased comrade-in-arms, and she has been raised by herself for many years, so it stands to reason that she should also be in the camp that does not fight.

"Needless to say."

He waved his hand in the air, and his eyes were full of determination.

She was already about two hundred and seventy years old, and she was not far from the lifespan limit of the fox people.

But she knows that if she can't survive this crisis, then her "little family" will not be safe and sound.

Give up a small home, for everyone. Under the nest, Ann has finished eggs?

But when she took the helmet, she whispered something in her secretary's ear.

"Tell Qingni that her mother loves her ......"

After this sentence, there is the back of no turning back.

Space.

As far as Yaoluo's eyes could see, he was already wrapped in the gravitational pull of the black hole, and if he hadn't anchored himself in space with gravity, his figure would have been engulfed by the existence in front of him.

"Yet, try a little harder."

Golden blood was already flowing from the gaps in the fingers, and the white bones were clearly visible as the fingers that continued to pull the bow.

The continuous high-intensity attacks had almost drained every inch of the fate power in his body, and his muscles were wailing, and now his output was more than five times more than when he was fighting against Foehn.

But this only suppressed the speed of the black hole's expansion a little, and the black death still wanted to catch up with people all the time.

The hand that drew the bow trembled, and only one spine was still straight.

Suddenly, a dazzling cyan color appeared in his eyes, and the ancient water that could not be seen in space suddenly wrapped Yao Luo's whole body.

"Dan, Dan Heng ........."

In Yaoluo's mouth, his voice was hoarse, and he no longer had the energy to turn his head sideways to look at his companions.

"Don't talk, deal with it with peace of mind."

A voice full of security swept past Yao Luo, and Dan Heng's dragon venerable power was wrapped around Yao Luo's arrows like an arm, providing a powerful complement to it.

"It's a pity that the strength in my body is not complete now, if I can have the remaining strength, I can somewhat restore your state."

Dan Heng's tone was full of regret, the power of the Dragon Venerable in his body at this moment was only about half.

The power of "immortality" includes "destruction" and "creation".

And this other half is in the body of the current Danding Silong Maiden ——— Bailu.

"Walter and Star, are they alright?"

Yao Luo didn't look back, and with the only strength he had left, he asked Dan Heng.

"We and Jing Yuan defeated Phantom, but he has fallen into a coma."

Yao Luo's shoulders loosened, his guess was indeed correct, after weakening the branches of Jianmu all over the place, Jing Yuan and the others already had the strength to defeat the phantom haze.

And Jing Yuan also fulfilled his agreement.

"He told me to hold the maple leaf when the black star shines."

"Maple Leaf?"

After hearing this, in Yao Luo's body, the yellow maple leaf handed over to Yao Luo by Jing Yuan began to glow slowly, as if there was a power about to pour out of it.

However, this force is still useless in the face of the current situation.

"Is it just the two of us now?"

Yao Luo smiled bitterly, he could already feel that he could hold on for half an hour at most, and probably only until Xianzhou left.

"No, they're behind you."

Yao Luo's fierce turn, the long-term infusion of strength, had made him forget to scout his surroundings, and just after he turned around, that scene appeared beside him that he would never forget.

Densely packed with stars, lined up in a neat array under the starry sky, they are brave people who walk in the dark, and they are flying soldiers who live to die.

On each of the starhouses, the fluctuations of the gravitational traction instruments were like a tiny star, and this faint spark, together with the tail flame dragged behind the hull of the star, now ignited the entire sky.

In front of the many arrays, the Star Dome Train arrived as promised, and the light was the direction to guide the way.

"Himeko, Walter, everyone's ........."

Yao Luo's pupils reflected many images, imprinting a dazzling light in his eyes.

"Yaoluo, Yaoluo, can you hear me?"

Fu Xuan's voice was transmitted to Yao Luo's ears through ultra-remote sensing, the technology that people use today to communicate with each other across the galaxy.

"All Luofu, the 52,210 Xingcha that can be used now, together with 30,000 fox clan pilots and more than 22,000 Xianzhou pilots............"

"Now, it's all for you............"

As the Xingcha approach Yaoluo, a network of gravitational traction devices is formed from among the Xingcha, and they will use the power of science and technology to play a game against natural disasters with the body of mortals!

There are such sentences in Xianzhou's ancient books "Song of the Emperor's Bow Traces" and "Huanyu Tongjian", which are very suitable to describe the current situation:

"There are twenty hundred dead soldiers, and the oath is iron-clad to recommend the heavens."

“…… How sentimental is hunting the bow? Chen Ya is on the string, the golden pupils are blazing, and the emperor bow is not looking back. ”

(End of chapter)