Colonial Suit

In the endless void, the Boca Clan's fleet had fully entered, followed closely by the Sasha Clan's ships. Compared to the Boca Clan's flamboyant style, their fleet appeared quite ugly. The ships were larger, with dark and complex surfaces. From the Chancellor's perspective, one could even see the membranes, constantly wriggling tendons, and internal organs on these ships.

In the fleet channel, people exclaimed in surprise.

Because they saw the behemoth that appeared in the Sasha fleet.

"So big..."

"My God... it's alive too."

"What is that? Tentacles? Tentacles with a diameter of several kilometers? I swear I never want to be touched by it."

"This thing's shell looks very hard... and what are those protrusions? Energy exciters? Or corrosive liquid? I think maybe we can attack from a distance. The long-range advantage of giant railguns and mixed ammunition should be effective against it."

Amidst the human crew's discussions, the Chancellor's gaze slightly narrowed.

"That is... the War Matriarch?"

"Bigger than our Eden."

"That's to be expected, Your Excellency Chancellor." Sal Jones said from behind, flipping through the light screen next to him. "The War Matriarch is the Krodel's ultimate weapon. Although we don't have enough intelligence and data, we can assume that its war potential is stronger than any fleet in the universe. This, of course, includes us."

"We have already received the analysis report on it. Its surface shell is an unknown cellular structure, with a hardness twelve times that of our latest alloy, resistant to corrosion, high temperatures, and shock. Ordinary armor-piercing rounds can hardly pose a threat to it. And it possesses self-healing abilities that other materials cannot achieve. Given the ancient Krodel's armament performance, its cellular activity is probably beyond our imagination."

Sal Jones gave a simple introduction. "I suspect that any attack that cannot kill it instantly will be quickly restored."

"Immortality?" The Chancellor's eyes flickered slightly, and he chuckled softly.

"Perhaps." Sal Jones did not laugh, but answered seriously. "At least, to us, it is."

The Chancellor shrugged. He didn't continue speaking.

The Sasha Clan took a full two days, which also shows that the Sasha Clan did a good job in uniting allies, while the Boca Clan lost a large number of companions due to the civil war and purges. This was undoubtedly a great loss, but if viewed from another perspective, it could be seen as a reduction in burdens.

For two days, the Chancellor stood silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching. He didn't lower his head and give the order in a deep voice until the last Sasha Clan ship entered Naraka.

"Vanguard fleet, enter."

"Understood."

An electronic female voice echoed in the empty hall, and then the huge human fleet wriggled, dividing into a fleet that entered Naraka. After waiting for a while, a noisy sound with heavy interference rang in the channel.

"Environment... storm... electromagnetic... meteorites... no enemies found..."

"They can enter."

The Chancellor nodded silently. Then he saw the fleet under his feet move... countless battleships, like dense ants. They surged towards Naraka. The light from the countless tail thrusters filled the starry sky. Huge, angular steel monsters, driven by humans, plunged into the vast vortex.

Following closely behind, 'Eden' also began to move.

As humanity's strongest weapon of war, it would undoubtedly charge ahead, using its body to clear a path for the later fleets.

This was not war, but it resembled war.

The entrance to Naraka was very large, too large to calculate. It was filled with void lightning and energy torrents. Those chaotic energies possessed unimaginable destructive power, and even the armor of battleships could not withstand it. The Chancellor personally saw a huge assault ship being caught in an energy torrent due to careless maneuvering. Then, it turned to ashes in a few minutes. Tens of thousands of crew members did not survive.

He didn't move, not even frowning. He just watched indifferently, watching the next ship, the next ship, shatter beside him.

The path forward required sacrifice, and there were no innocents under the malice of the universe. The Chancellor knew very well that this was just the beginning.

Naraka was the most chaotic existence in the universe, and the energy rules here were enhanced countless times compared to the outside world. Therefore, seemingly ordinary void lightning would increase its power to a terrifying level here. Not to mention a battleship, even a fleet could be annihilated in an instant. The Boca and Sasha Clans had already paid the price, and now it was their turn.

So, there was no need for pain or regret. All they needed was to keep going.

To keep going continuously.

The scene in front of him began to blur. The fleet passed through Naraka's 'partition'. The energy torrents suddenly intensified, striking sparks on the outer walls of 'Eden'. The gravitational field around the hull was also highly distorted, forming a folded, high-density gravitational layer. It repelled all approaching void lightning, leaving a long purple trail behind. In the rear.

At this time, Eden seemed to have turned into a super-giant comet traversing the universe. It was beautiful and amazing. And the human fleet surrounding it also drew beautiful lines.

In just a moment, the Chancellor felt a light in front of him and had entered the first layer of Naraka.

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What came head-on was a dense storm.

In the void, countless purple lightning bolts were stirred, collided, and formed countless huge energy clusters. Their range was measured in light-years, and they frantically shuttled through every corner of the void. Storms would occasionally collide with each other, either merging into larger clusters or exploding and decomposing into countless smaller purple lightning balls.

The Boca and Sasha Clan fleets were no longer visible. And the human vanguard fleet was struggling in the storm. The Chancellor entered just in time to see one of the huge motherships being swept into a storm, and then disintegrating in the constant tumbling and impact. A large number of modules and sub-ships were ejected like toys, and then shattered and disappeared in the storm.

"Look, it's our vanguard fleet, that's the Jackson! Damn it, it's rolling, its shields are weakening."

"And the Namesis, they need our help!! Hurry! Project a gravity bridge!"

The roar of the escort fleet came from the channel. The Chancellor frowned slightly, and then said in a deep voice. "Abort this order."

"Your Excellency Chancellor." Sal Jones stepped forward, showing a look of pity. In this violent environment, the gravity bridge was the most effective way to save them. If this order was canceled, then the previously invested vanguard fleet would be completely wiped out, with not a single ship returning. Such a loss, even for the numerically renowned human camp, would be heavy enough.

They had only just entered...

"Do you think I am abandoning them, Sal Jones?" In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Chancellor suddenly said in a deep voice. His eyes looked towards the distant void.

"No, I just don't want to pay unnecessary sacrifices. They should die in a more valuable place."

"Order, the escort fleet slow down, Eden move forward!"

"Open the shields! We're going to bring them back!!"

"Aww!!"

The excited roar of the crew came from the channel...