American silence for a moment before saying, "Yes."

"......These corridors will move, right?" Gathia grinned and murmured softly, but the answer to him was silence. He nodded on his own and said to himself, "It seems that I guessed it right..."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Puchi--"

With a few sounds of some pipes closing, some purple fog surged in from some places and gradually covered the corridor.

Gathia opened the shield early, but the aliens around him did not have the ability to do so.

The purple mist had a powerful corrosion ability. Even the armor they were wearing was corroded by the poisonous gas, and even Gathia's energy shield was gradually eroded.

"Merida poison gas is Merida poison gas! No, don't let me out, I'm still here, let me out!"

The aliens obviously recognized this thing, and were terrified and yelled at the wall.

"No, I am a low-class citizen, you don't have the right to sacrifice me!"

"No, no!! You lied to me, you lied to me! You clearly told us that the inferior citizens were Atrumans and had the most basic power of life."

The man wailed in horror, and his armor was corroded to his skin by poisonous gas, and finally gradually turned into blood under the wail.

"Yoyo, you're so cruel. Even you attack your own people," Gathia said playfully.

“We are not our own people, not from the beginning.”

At this time, a desperate Medalec leaned against Gatia's barrier and whispered.

"We are also civilizations that they invade. They control us, drive us as slaves at will, and deceive us. As long as we are obedient, we can escape from slaves and become a noble inferior citizen of the tribe.

Enjoy power and status like the gods, we will gain democracy and freedom.”

At this point, the man's voice paused, "We believed this and gave everything for it, and our hands were stained with blood. We thought it would change our destiny and change the future that was regarded as cannon fodder, but when we truly became inferior citizens.

Life is still the same life, and those noble gods will never look down on us. In their eyes, we are always something that can be sacrificed at any time.

I'm so stupid, really, why didn't I understand this earlier."

"God... clan?" Gathia whispered softly, "It's really a very arrogant name."

"Human, can the space movement you used when you enter the Nemo ship still be used?"

At this moment, the Medalek suddenly said.

Gathia raised his eyebrows, and the open barrier wrapped him unconsciously.

"Although I don't know how the command room is going now, I can be sure that the command room must be in the center of the entire starship." He said, "The Atrumans have a very serious obsession with symmetry. Both the crescent ship and the Nemo ship's appearance are based on this design.

The same is true for the layout. As the heart of the entire starship, the command room is often in the center of the entire starship.

Humans, if you can still use that ability, why not try to transmit it directly to this coordinate?"

The space of this space is blocked, but the second method can still open the space door, but it also consumes a lot of money for him.

But if you know the clear location...

Gathia pondered for a moment, slowly raised her head, looked in a certain direction, and slowly opened the corner of her mouth.
Chapter completed!