"Our people searched the entire nebula but couldn't find the stellar battleship." The intelligent computer reminded.
In the cockpit, the train conductor Oros roughly hugged two foreign women with a sullen expression on his face.
He asked, "Are there loopholes in the blockade?"
"There are no loopholes. We have completely sealed off the spherical space with a radius of 0.6 light years centered on the nebula. Unless they are the legendary demigods, no emperor or aircraft can escape by leaping out."
Oros said unhappily, "That means the astral battleship has been inside all along."
"One hundred percent in there."
"Humph, since we can't find them, then we'll just take away all the nebulae and make them reveal themselves."
There is strength in numbers. Thousands of emperors of different levels worked together to absorb the nebula into their own small universe.
As time goes by, the nebula covers less and less space, revealing a sparse starry sky.
Oros stood above the front of the car, observing the entire process without missing any details.
"If you dare to snatch the qualification from me right under my nose, I will pursue you to the end, not to mention a hundred or a thousand years, even if it takes ten thousand years."
Hundreds of years ago, he and several other forces competed for the qualification to enter the Divine Road.
After a fierce battle, he became the final winner. When he was about to get the qualification, a woman appeared and snatched it away.
From then on, he drove the train in a mad pursuit, which continues to this day.
"As long as we can get the qualification, no matter how big the loss is, it is worth it." Oros understood the importance of it.
After more than half a day, the nebula finally reached the bottom, but to everyone's surprise, there was indeed no trace of the stellar battleship inside.
"Where did you go?"
"I see. The battleship was kept by that woman in her microcosm. She must be hiding it somewhere. Everyone, search carefully."
The Supreme Emperors control the entire area and carefully search every detail.
Finally, they found traces of Shira, hiding in the void.
Oros was overjoyed: "Capture her alive. If I don't lock her up and torture her for tens of thousands of years, I will never be able to vent my hatred."
However, when the Supreme Emperor tore open the space to attack Shira, they found that Shira seemed to be not in the current dimension, but in a very special environment.
"Something's wrong. It seems to be a conscious universe."
"Whose consciousness universe? It can't be her own, right?"
After a deeper understanding, all the emperors present were shocked.
There are people who can reverse the consciousness universe and construct an extremely complex consciousness network to prevent outsiders from infiltrating.
It is like a bug spinning a cocoon for itself to protect its body from external interference.
Oros looked solemn. With his knowledge and ability, he was unable to crack it.
"Everyone, work together to find a way to unlock the consciousness."
The Supreme Emperor and his men worked together to attack the consciousness network.
The scientific research center inside the car is also conducting research simultaneously. Euros has always attached great importance to scientific and technological development.
But even if the entire train is targeted, no results can be achieved in a short period of time, and it will only take time.
Six days later, Oros received unusual intelligence.
"We've discovered other train tracks, only seventy light years away. Judging from their jump paths, they're tracking us."
Oros looked back at Sheila in the void. Most of the consciousness network was still intact, and it would take at least two months to crack it.
"Everyone return to the train and prepare for an ambush."
Qualifications are important, but one's own survival is more important. He does not think that the train behind him is friendly to him.
"Inform Dore and predict the future for seven hours."
However, it was soon discovered that the prophet had been interfered with and the future was bleak.
Oros's expression changed drastically. "The other side has interferers and has made preparations in advance. I even suspect they have predicted it."
It was precisely because the other party had predicted it that he used jammers to prevent his own prediction. He had used this operation many times before.
Caution is the primary talent that has enabled Oros to survive to this day. He immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly called back the emperor who was lying in ambush outside.
The intelligent computer asked: "Enemy information is unknown, should we leave?"
"Don't be in a hurry. Just set up your formation and see what the other party's intentions are."
…
In the cockpit of the Fuyao train, Chen An was surprised: "He didn't deploy defenses?"
[It's obvious that the other party knew we were taking action and canceled the original plan. Your prophecy was truncated.]
The bad thing about predictions is that future information is uncontrollable and can easily be interfered with.
Chen An didn't care and said calmly: "I know their fighting strength, they can't beat us. When we get there, Li Jiujiang will directly open the Tianhe, and I will use the Space-Time Station to freeze the other party's train. Have you locked on Shira's position?"
[Found it, she protected herself inside the consciousness universe]
Chen An breathed a sigh of relief and finally a smile appeared on his face.
"I'm glad she's okay."
During the next half hour or so of the journey, both trains were actively preparing for battle, and the emperors were on high alert.
With only 0.5 light years left between them, Fuyao received the message from the other party.
[The train conductor is called Oros. He asks what your name is. How do you answer?]
"Oros must be a pseudonym," replied Yashien.
[Replied. The other party asked about our intentions.]
"Tell him we're just passing through and want to know if there's anything we can do to trade between the two trains. What's going on?"
He ran away
The screen showed that the other train tore through space and left quickly, without any intention of staying.
The distance is getting farther and farther. Ten light years... twenty light years... thirty light years... Chase?
"Don't chase, go find Silla."
…
Oros was sweating profusely as he sat in the driver's seat, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
The seductive woman next to him leaned over and asked, "Master, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
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