Compared to human ships that need a long time to accelerate before entering curvature motion, the acceleration mode of the prism is completely different.

When accelerating, the absolute speed of the prism in the universe does not change much, and the space bubble membrane layer on its surface is really changing rapidly.

As the black space bubble mist on the surface of the out-of-control DX1819 becomes thicker, the prism is about to irreversibly enter hypercurvature motion.

Chen Feng asked nervously: "Fanxing, we won't crash into the sun, right?"

Fanxing: "Don't worry, this is someone else's Ferrari, not our broken Alto."

Fanxing's metaphor is very spiritual.

It sounds quite embarrassing, but Chen Feng is still quite happy, at least everyone is a four-wheeled car.

In the past, others were fifth-generation fighters, while humans were donkey chariots, which was a disaster.

"Don't be happy too soon, we can't enter the curvature motion."

Fanxing's attack came quickly.

"Huh? Why?"

"The blade mantises outside are all crazy, and they are jumping onto the ridge ship one after another without caring about their lives, and directly crashing into it to destroy our space bubble."

"But I didn't feel any vibration."

"That's because this ship is 300 kilometers long and its weight is beyond your imagination, thank you."

"Okay."

Since they can't enter the hypercurvature motion, and the space outside is torn apart by the impact of the plasma-magnetic bombs laid by humans and the exchange of fire between the two sides, and they can't jump, Fanxing decided to just rush back like this, and it would be good if he could kill a few more blade mantises.

In a very short time, more than 300,000 blade mantises "crashed" and died on DX1819.

Chen Feng didn't know it at first, but as the stars penetrated deeper into the core of the simulated human brain, the more control it took, and began to decompile intelligence information according to human habits, and then input it into the Folding Shadow Armor, he began to see the projection of the battleship.

In the picture, the prism ship turned into a huge high-pressure fly swatter, and the blade mantises were flies that were swatted to death one after another.

On the other side, the bloodstained and wounded Levi led the remaining 800 Star Shadow Warriors to the battlefield again.

In the process of refracting the energy cannon just now, the Star Shadow Warriors led by Levi suffered few casualties, mainly because his 300 Iron Guards were severely reduced in number, and now only a hundred people are left.

Levi could have started to retreat, but he chose to go back to the battlefield where the First District Army and the Seven Thousand Edge Ships were fighting.

First, it was to block as many small combat units as possible that tried to block the way of DX1819.

Second, it was not time for the attacking First District Army to retreat, and Levi took the seat of commander and chose to live and die with his soldiers.

He changed his command style, no longer attacking and charging fiercely, but dividing the battlefield into hundreds of small areas, and conducting precise command in small areas, in order to find a perfect balance between combat losses and the execution of strategic goals.

In terms of strategy, Tang Tianxin is known for his risky actions. For example, this time he ordered the first district army to take the initiative to attack, which was a gamble.

Levi is known for his stability, but his execution is very strong.

In small-scale tactics, Levi's meticulous operation is exactly the same as Tang Tianxin's.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this young marshal has reviewed Tang Tianxin's operations many times and learned a lot from them.

In order to intercept DX1819, the compound eye started a large-scale troop mobilization, but it was ultimately a step late.

A few minutes later, DX1819 bypassed the battlefield and successfully returned to the inner part of the asteroid belt from the fifth zone below.

The compound eyes even risked sending two prism ships to force a folding jump in an attempt to intercept.

The price was very heavy. One of the prism ships disappeared into thin air after the folding jump. No one knew where it was thrown to by the chaotic and manic folding space, and it was torn into several pieces.

In a chaotic space, the larger the object, the greater the impact.

A small unit like the blade mantis has the risk of overturning, let alone a prism ship that is 300 kilometers long.

The other prism ship successfully attached to DX1819, but it did not end well.

The prism ship was subjected to a crazy concentrated fire attack by the reserve fleet that came to rescue it, and the main combat unit, the Blade Mantis, was completely destroyed. It was as if the infantry support was gone from the infantry-tank joint combat system, and the tanks were deeply trapped in the anti-tank mine array. Facing the massive combat units of humans, they had no power to fight back.

What was even more amazing was that the artillery parameters of the reserve fleet had been fine-tuned again based on the new information collected by Chen Feng, and the stars were constantly providing analysis reports. The power of different energy cannons and live ammunition missiles was intertwined at one point, and the effect of about 30% of the energy bombs was gathered. If the bombardment continued without considering the energy loss, the prism ship's hull was really about to melt.

If it hadn't run away quickly when it saw the situation was bad, Fly Eye would have had to donate another ship.

As DX1819 penetrated 10 million kilometers into the asteroid belt, it officially entered the coverage area of ​​the "Apocalypse 9", the most powerful missile base currently ambushed by humans in the asteroid belt. The commanders, soldiers, administrative personnel, scientific researchers and more ordinary people who were so nervous that they couldn't breathe all breathed a sigh of relief.

Now they felt really at ease.

Tang Tianxin gave Levi a new order, "Levi, lead the first-district fleet to retreat and return to the asteroid belt defense line. Half an hour later, you will attend the high-level meeting, and we will discuss the next move under the leadership of the sage."

Levi nodded calmly, "Yes, sir."

"First-district fleet! Retreat..."

He once again completed a large-scale dispatch plan at an extremely fast speed. The battleships, fighters and Torrent Commandos that were entangled in a fierce battle with the frigates began to retreat to the asteroid belt that was hundreds of millions of kilometers away.

In DX1819, after a short rest, Chen Feng took out the box containing Linbu's head from his chest armor and took a look. It

was intact.

It was great.

I don't know what's going on in the last few timelines. Usually, the big-headed thief Lin is annoying, but every time he's only his head left, he looks pretty cute.

Chen Feng checked the situation inside the ship again.

That's good. Fanxing used the control of the prism to quickly repair the partition door of those thousands of blade mantises, and locked them in a narrow passage cut into dozens of sections, unable to move.

What's even more amazing is that these blade mantises stopped moving and didn't react at all.

Fanxing used the prism to seal and cut off the external quantum network signal. These blade mantises could not receive commands and all turned into stupid geese.

Everything seemed beautiful.

Until... the first Star Shadow Warrior who returned to the edge of the asteroid belt suddenly "disappeared out of thin air".

Yes, it disappeared completely, like a stone sinking into a swamp, without even causing a ripple.

Almost at the same time, the command center lost contact with all combat units that had not yet returned to the asteroid belt, including Levi Klinsmann.

A fighter pilot who was patrolling in an area of ​​the asteroid belt and preparing to pick up his comrades stared blankly ahead.

He looked up first, then looked down at the simulation projection in front of him with a confused look.

Although he could still see the battlefield with raging gunfire with his naked eyes, the multi-functional composite scanner showed nothing in front of him.

The strong disparity of the two visions leading to different conclusions made the warrior almost nauseous and vomited, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

After waiting for a while, the simulation data reappeared on the composite scanner.

The warrior tried to contact his comrades who were still outside, and he sent multiple call signals to several brothers and sisters in succession.

The intelligence system showed that the battleships these buddies were in were intact.

But all his signals fell on deaf ears, with no one responding.

It was unknown whether his signals were not transmitted or the signals from outside could not be transmitted.

The entire galaxy was in chaos.

Chen Feng, who was about to interrogate Fly Eyes, was shocked and silently watched the atomized and dispersed basic energy in the intelligence system.

Of course he recognized this phenomenon.

It was his former nightmare.

It was also the nightmare of all humans in the solar system in the past eight timelines.

The solar dome.

What is to come will come sooner or later, and it will not be diverted by personal will.

It only came when Chen Feng was most proud and most unexpected.

Chen Feng, who had been free for 101 years, once again returned to the situation where he had to sit at the bottom of the well and look up at the stars in loneliness.

For a moment, he regretted a little, wondering if he should have let Fanxing control the prism and take him far away instead of bringing it back.

But a moment later, he was thankful that he rushed back quickly, otherwise he might have been locked out.

If he really had to sail alone, what could he do alone?

Without Xiaofu, Ou Qinglan, more scientific researchers and large-scale experimental bases, who would analyze the prism and digest the results? Without the

solar system-like quantum environment in the shadow galaxy, even if he received more scientific researchers outside, a hundred years of effort might not be able to catch up with the short-term inspiration burst in the shadow galaxy.

Fly back to the solar system?

It's 2,500 light years away, and it will take 50 years at the speed of the prism. What will happen then?

Can he build a civilized base from scratch?

Will the compound eyes turn a blind eye and let him pick up people everywhere?

Ultimately, he would have to say goodbye to everyone he cares about.

So his rejoicing is not unreasonable.

As for controlling the prism to crash into the dome?

Chen Feng has never thought about this.

The compound eyes don't dare to do this.

The answer is clear, that is to give it away for free.