Ren Zhong, Ma Xiaoling, Chen Hanyu, and the others turned back to look; that warship 0001 was approaching at a not-so-fast speed.
Under Ren Zhong's arrangent, the warship 0001 appeared sowhat isolated in this busy battlefield.
Other warships and combat units that had already sprung forth were distanced from it.
No one thought there was any conspiracy in such a setup; at most, it was rely a way to give an ultimate ruler and the true mastermind a grand entrance.
In the Throne Hall of the Tracer, nine administrators who had cooperated for over a thousand years, once naive but now gradually matured and about to complete their first colonization mission, fell into a strange silence.
The close-knit colleagues had just endured an unpleasant and destined-unsolved argunt.
Ying Feng and Ma Zhongfei argued vehently to prove they weren't controlled, remaining loyal to the Empire, the Emperor, and their mission.
Yet, they couldn't provide an explanation for the situation occurring within the ship.
However, the remaining seven couldn't possibly leap up and execute the two potentially betrayed colleagues.
The reason was simple: the nine were precisely divided in tasks, together forming a precise machine.
If the two were dead, they would basically completely lose control of the ship.
Their denial was truly emotional, yet it didn't inspire belief, leaving the decision-making in doubt.
Outside, the Rebel Army composed of colonists was approaching at an irrational speed.
The scary warship capable of remotely controlling people's minds was also closing in.
By now, there were still considerable reserves of High Explosive Missiles left in Tracer, but Ying Feng dared not press the firing button.
Because the mad colonists, like flies attracted to at, had already sward the ship's surface.
Fearful that as soon as a launch tube opened a mouth and a missile erged, it would be prematurely detonated.
Even though it would certainly lead to their demise, those colonists, consud by a murderous rage reminiscent of facing their parents' killers, were believed by the seasoned veterans to act that way.
They had already lost too much.
Their mission was essentially a failure.
But the Angel Envoy was still alive.
If, while the Imperial Apostle remained alive and the mission not entirely failed, Tracer was blown apart by their own missiles, they couldn't imagine what punishnt their families would face once the final intelligence was sent back to the Empire.
In such a complex state of mind, Ying Feng slowly spoke.
"We have just calculated that the control distance of that Divine Level Spirit Demon Race is a hundred thousand kiloters. In one minute, we will enter its range. Do you believe our innocence now?"
At that mont, alarms sounded from one side of the hall.
The fearless rebel warriors had reached outside the hall, engaging in the final fight with the autonomous killing machine 001, which could shut down external links.
"Our ti is running out."
Soone said quietly, with a sense of gloom.
"The information has been compiled." At this mont, Ma Zhongfei, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head and said loudly.
The others stiffened, knowing what he ant.
The information Ma Zhongfei referred to was their "last transmission."
Although the carrier of information was a stream, the epithet "last transmission" ca from ancient mory, likely from a battlefield anecdote among the previous generation of Source Star people before mankind entered the interstellar era.
This piece of information was very important.
It could even be said to be the final summary of Tracer's failed mission; once this information returned to the Empire, it could determine what kind of treatnt the family that initially sent them into the colonization plan would face.
In Tracer's intelligent brain, a program was loaded, which upon activation, would instantaneously start the highest power, releasing an externally prohibited intensity of information flow.
This information flow would beco part of the cosmic background radiation, continuously transmitted to tens of thousands of light years away; no starlight could obscure it, and it could even pass through black holes.
At the sa ti, this ssage could be easily received by the other three forces hostile to the Empire.
It was forbidden in the past because it would completely expose the location of this colonization team, inviting the other three forces' exploration, slaughter, or robbery, akin to a young boy in a dark forest holding high a torch that attracts bloodthirsty, cold hunters.
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