"There is really no passage. It seems that the corridor can indeed be changed. It is a clever design. Even if someone invades this place, he will be lost in the complex corridors because of his unfamiliarity with it.

The designer had imagined this from the very beginning, so there were so many institutions in the cabin.”

Gathia glanced at the command room. It had a large space and distinct layers. It was surrounded by virtual projection screens, especially with a very large virtual projection in the middle.

In order to facilitate viewing the large screen in the middle, there is an octagonal elevated stand in the middle of the command room, with an operating table and three people on it.

One, wearing a black nano-material battle uniform, looks about 40 or 50 years old, with a little white hair mixed with glutinous hair and heavy nasolabial folds. He looks like a very serious person.

Ling Yi was a woman who looked about thirty years old. Her skin was tender and shiny, her facial features were obvious, her pupils were blue, and she had a distinct exotic style.

The other one is a young man who looks like he is in his twenties or thirties.

They all have one common characteristic, that is, there is a dazzling gem between their eyebrows, as if they were inlaid.

As the master of the Milky Way, dealing with the abyss is also the responsibility they have to assume, and the inside of the starship should also be designed to deal with the abyss.

Gathia's mental power was greatly weakened and could not be extended to a distance. This was also the time he spent inside the starship.

In fact, this is ultimately because he cannot use the second method. Otherwise, in the theoretically infinite parallel space and space, he will eventually find the right ending.

But here, his mental power is enough to explore the entire command room.

Mocha and the other two turned around together and looked at the man wearing a black windbreaker under the shelf. His small figure was hidden with huge power.

Gathia also looked at them, raising the corners of his mouth.

"I'm sorry...General."

"You are the captain of this starship, right?"

"My name is Mocha, the commander-in-chief of the Third Army of the Eastern Theater Command of the Imperial Interstellar Expeditionary Force."

Mocha looked down at Gaitiya.

"Where are you from?"

Gaitiya: "Do you think you're very humorous?"

He wouldn't be so stupid that he could not even see such a poor intelligence probe.

Mocha's expression stuttered.

"It seems you still haven't put your position right."

Gathia walked to a chair in front of the console, and the Atruman was almost instinctive, stood up and gave his position to him.

Gathia sat in that position very naturally, and the unknown material perfectly fitted his waist, back and neck, very comfortable.

It is worthy of being the master of the Milky Way, and there are many good things.

"Order your fleet to stop attacking, dock on the ground, and give up resistance."

But Mocha didn't react at all, so Gathia turned around and met Mocha's deep eyes.

"Cappuccino, American..." Mocha read the names of the Atrumans in the command room word by word.

But this time, he turned off the translation system, so Gathia couldn't understand for the time being.

"Thank you for your contribution to the Empire, and I am very proud of being your captain.

I hope that in the Pure Land, we can still work with you!"

The Atrumans around him stood up from their seats, stood straight, stretched out their hands and clenched their fists and hammered them on their chest.

"I wish to give my heart to the empire!"

Their voices were neat and firm, and echoed in this empty control room, Gathia could clearly see the light flashing in their eyes, which was their faith.

Then, under Gatia's slightly opened eyes, Mocha took out a knife from his waist and wiped his neck directly.

The Atruman people around also raised the knife in their hands and wiped their necks. Blood gushed out at that moment, sprinkling throughout the command room.

The command room, which originally had no meaning, was now filled with blood.

The blood of the Atrumans is no different from that of humans. It is sticky, fishy and smelly, and has a little rust.

But Gathia was still unmoved.

On the screen in the middle of this command room, a spiritual spiral that ordinary people cannot see slowly appeared.

On the corpses of the Atrumans, souls after souls climbed up on their bodies.

"Is this...the state of soul?"

Mocha looked at his appearance, then at the corpse on the ground, with a little amazement in his eyes.

"American, has the anti-gravity system driven successfully?" asked Mocha.

American reacted and looked at the data displayed on the virtual screen.

"The drive was successful and was exerting influence on the satellites. The self-destruction countdown of the warship was also started." American said.

Mocha nodded, and he looked at the spiral on the screen with a little expectation in his eyes.

"A carefree ideal land, a country of paradise where everything you think can be satisfied. Ten years ago, I was looking forward to this world..."

As he said that, he walked towards the spiral, and when he looked at Gathia on the way, he had a little sarcastic look in his eyes.

"I won, humans, with your self-righteous arrogance, let's die together with this world!"

But after saying that, a sound that made him fall into an ice cave came from Gathia.

"I'm arrogant or not, it's not your turn to talk about it."

Then, with some fun, he raised his head and looked at Mocha.

Mocha's pupils contracted slightly.

"No, it's impossible! How can you see us!?"

"In this world, there are always some frogs in the well who judge this world with their ridiculous vision and their own judgment."

Gathia stretched out his hand and grabbed it gently, and the passage to the land of paradise was forcibly closed by him.

As the passage closed, all the hearts of the Atrumans present also fell to the bottom of the valley.

"Then... the same sentence, order your fleet to stop attacking, dock on the ground, and give up resistance.

Then, turn off your so-called self-destruction system and anti-gravity system."

"It's useless if you turn it off."

Mocha knelt on the ground in despair, looking at his body unwillingly.

Gathia frowned, "What?"

"The starship has no power to push the satellite back." The American voice was low, and the same despair.

Gathia seemed to want to ask something again, but he seemed to feel something and slowly raised his head...

His face was solemn.

...

"That's...what?"

In the White House, Leon, who was sitting in the White House office, looked at the sky in a dismayed voice.

Paul Sherlock, the senior government officials around him, also looked into the sky in the distance.

Above the sky, above the foggy sky, a meteor slowly cut through the sky.

No, that's not a meteor!

Leon widened his eyes and stared at the firelight falling to the ground. As his pupils gradually focused, the thing covered by the firelight gradually became clear.

Judging from the outline that appeared in the fire, it was a human mechanical product. The biggest possibility of the mechanical product falling from outer space is...

"That's the falling satellite."

Sherlock said in an unquestionable tone, the voice was not loud but was enough for the people next to him to hear it. The senior officials in military uniforms and formal clothes changed slightly after hearing it.

Now all their communications are basically done using satellites if the satellite crashes.

That means... it means that they will lose communication with the rest of the army in a short period of time, which will lead to more serious consequences...

"Try the satellite phone!"

A slightly mature middle-aged man in formal wear shouted that those who can work in the White House are not wastes. He had already taken out a satellite phone to test it, but he got bad news.

No signal anymore...

But, obviously, there are more surprises.

Just as people were in a mess because of losing communication, Leon, who had been looking at the sky, shrank his pupils,

Some people in the White House who were anxious and at a loss were also frightened by the red light that gradually lit up in their sight.

North America, South America, Africa, Asia, Europe, and the people living in the national states all raised their heads.

The originally white sky was illuminated by a red light.

People in some places can see how much money it brings red light is a huge meteorite...
To be continued...