Choke!

Two figures in the arena wrestle together.

"Your Highness, I know that you want to hone your fighting skills through competitive gladiatorial combat."

"How?"

Lysander gave him a hard push, and Alexander immediately backed away.

However, the two brandished power swords and fought together again.

"Can we fight longer, after all, most of this is my old brothers."

"Oh~, I don't want to be embarrassed."

Alexander instantly understood what Lysander meant.

The two repeatedly hit each other and slashed each other.

"I can't see it, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you are still a delicate character in your heart."

"Your Highness, an honest man can't be a company commander."

Lysander didn't think it was anything to say, but he still had to hide from people.

"Also, wouldn't it be a death to take your subordinates without a brain."

Alexander affirmed what the Imperial Fist Legion had done, and fought to the death.

But that doesn't mean that the Fist of the Empire is full of reckless men.

The two men exchanged swords again.

"But that guy Rann is a bit miserable, he was deceived by you and took the lead in the charge, and he is still convulsing."

When Lysander heard Alexander mention this, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart, and he opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

The two continued to use their best skills on the field, and for a while, they even fought back and forth.

Alexander also saw the attack pattern of the power sword and shield working together.

"Hey, is Master so powerful?"

Sigismund stood outside the arena with a heavy explosive rifle, and the battle analyzer in his helmet recorded information from the arena.

However, as the champion of the company, he always felt as if something was wrong.

Five minutes later, Alexander lifted the spear of the guard, which had been stuck in the field, and converted it into a sword in one hand and a spear in the other.

Using two weapons at the same time will definitely reduce the combat ability of a novice, and Alexander took the opportunity to familiarize himself with this style of combat.

There was a loud bang of ping-pong, one side honing the moves, and the other side struggling to support.

The wonderful battle between the two caused the audience to exclaim one after another.

But just as Lysander borrowed his shield to block the Guardian's Spear and jumped back, ready to attack again.

Alexander suddenly stood in place, he felt that his brain was instantly electrified, and his hair stood on his body, and an inexplicable threat appeared out of thin air.

Outside the Geller stance of the Mountain Formation, subspace monsters gathered that covered the sky and the sun.

Enslavers with disgusting tentacles, looming ghosts, Chaos beasts without the slightest sense, Void Whales gradually revealing their bodies, and a few evil creatures hiding in the shadows beyond.

"Just!! Something, in approach. ”

Alexander's eyes turned dark blue, his body floated into the air with white wings, dark blue arcs pulsed around him, and huge spiritual power was converging at extreme speed.

The arena, the lively atmosphere was pushed to a climax by Alexander's blooming wings, and almost everyone was recording the moment with their own recording equipment.

"A true angel is a true angel."

The commissar with the red prosthetic eye whispered silently.

It was the instinct of survival, the advance of foresight, that allowed Alexander to break through all control.

Psionic energy is awakening...

In subspace, a blood-red sun gradually rose, and the blinding light illuminated everything.

At the same time, in the subspace, where the five fingers could not be seen, the mountain array was illuminated.

'Buzz~ Dididi! ’

The highest level of alert, combat readiness of the first level, the source fleet cruisers.

All the corridors of the Yamajin War Fortress Monastery, the lights dancing red.

All battleships, frigates, cruisers, and battle barges docked in the dock immediately disengaged, raised the array of macro guns and spears, and prepared for escort missions.

Even in the arena, those mortals who were on leave were only dazed for a moment, and then immediately got up and rushed to their posts according to the plan.

In the battle command room, members of the Imperial Fists Legion command flocked to the headquarters, the legion consuls were on standby, and the company commanders boarded the ship, ready to offer their loyalty to the emperor.

"Detect the working state of the spiral array, detect the working state of the scanner."

"Detect the double-headed Eagle macro cannon, ready to fire mode. The Godkiller Light Spear is fully charged. ”

"The ion engine is working normally, and the life support system is working properly."

"The subspace engine is 89% charged, and the navigator is identifying safe areas."

Roger Dorn stood in place with his hands on his chest, as if he was listening quietly to the reports from all sides, without showing the slightest expression on his face.

One moment he was still watching Alexander's competitive duel, but the next moment the alarm was triggered, and the screen of the command department jumped early, causing Rog Dorn to not see the scene of Alexander's psionic awakening.

Feedback from the operator's detection quickly arrives on the screen, and everyone stares at the only red dot marked, looking a little dazed.

The spiral array is a ship scan, while the orniths are for individuals.

However, these two scanners obviously could not detect the formless monsters of the subspace.

The alert was not an order from the operational command room, but from a fleet cruiser.

Since the scanner had only detected one enemy ship, it was clear that such a high-level warning would not have been triggered.

"All non-members of Legion Command turn around."

Roger Dorn sounded the siren, and it was the first thing he said.

The high commander of the Fist of the Empire followed in the footsteps of his own original body, Roger Dorn, to the porthole.

If an ordinary person looks out of a porthole while navigating in subspace, he is likely to be corroded instantly, and the powerful Space Marines only have a certain amount of resistance.

With a bang, the porthole was pulled upwards.

The originally dark subspace was unusually bright, and the images that made people tremble reflected in the minds of every warrior.

Twisted, disgusting, ugly, weird.

Roger Dorn tried all the words that could describe it in his head at this moment, but he couldn't find a picture that could describe the current subspace.

Chaos creatures of all stripes surround the Imperial Fists Legion's large fleet of the Mountain Formation, and these creatures have broken through to the gap between ships and Geller's positions.

At this moment, Roger Dorn and the members of the Legion Command understood why the Level 1 Combat Readiness Alert was triggered.

It is precisely because these creatures are formless and incorporeal that the bird servants and spiral arrays cannot detect anything.

And the cruiser that gave the order was just an anomaly in subspace that the navigator accidentally detected.

"Close defense artillery, artillery fire preparation."

Rog Dorn was ready to order an indiscriminate attack, taking the lead in clearing out the closer subspace creatures, and then immediately jumping out of the subspace into the material world to keep Alexander safe.

As for what illuminates subspace, Roger Dorn doesn't have the heart to think about it right now.

But at this moment, the red light outside the Shanzhen suddenly increased.

At this moment, no matter what, all the chaotic creatures that were illuminated were melting like ice and snow.

It's a devastating psionic awakening, a solar magnetic storm.

Even the wandering Void Whale was burned to the point of letting out a howl of pain under this solar magnetic storm.