The Demonic Sect Ancestor Can Time Travel

Chapter 197
Broken planets and icy wreckage, against the background of the dark universe, will always shock the heart of the first-timer, making it difficult to hold back.

However, no matter how magnificent or sad the scenery is, if you look at it too much, you will inevitably get bored, especially when you have to watch it, and watching is your job, the boredom will come earlier and be stronger.

"Old Wu, how many days do we have before we can change defense?" Yang Qi, the sentry on duty at Observation Post No. 7807, asked loudly to his only human companion, another sentry, Wu Lei.

As the main control center of more than 300 unmanned observation posts, observation post No. 7807 is still very decent, at least it has a large space, and Yang Qi's voice can even cause echoes in the monitoring hall.

According to the words of the scientists of the Holy Crystal Civilization, a wide space can reduce the psychological pressure of the personnel on duty.

It's a pity that this kind of assertion refers to the situation that the outpost is fully staffed. However, in a technologically advanced civilization, there is no need to say how expensive human resources are.Even in a "densely populated" army, no commander would lose his mind and fill an unimportant observation post with soldiers.

If the star field that needs to be monitored is too vast, and the basic artificial intelligence cannot cope with all emergencies, Yang Qi and Wu Lei would not appear here.

"There are still seven days! Stare at your screen carefully. Today you have asked the eighth time. If something goes wrong due to your negligence and we cannot switch defenses on time, I will beat you to death!" Wu Lei's voice From the other end of the monitoring hall, the same echo made the empty hall somewhat lively.

"Hey, I'm in a hurry to drink the wedding wine with you and Sister Sun! After this duty, your old Wu will have a wife. According to the birth law and military regulations, you don't have to participate in this kind of long cycle in the future. It’s really enviable!” Yang Qi lay on the console, turned his head to Wu Lei, and said with a tired face, “Besides, didn’t those terrible guys have been beaten by our fleet long ago? Have you retired, I haven't seen them appear again for so long, what could go wrong?"

After the words fell, Wu Lei who was sitting at the other end of the hall did not respond for a long time, which made Yang Qi a little puzzled. He and Wu Lei were the only two living people in this outpost, and chatting was one of the important means for them to relieve pressure. Even if there was something offending in his words, Wu Lei would generally not respond to him with silence.

"Old Wu, what are you doing? You are talking!" Yang Qi, who stood up, looked at Wu Lei who seemed to be listening to something, and said a little nervously.

"Hush! Did you hear the drumbeat?" Wu Lei, who was sitting in the distance, whispered, and waved Yang Qi to silence.

"Drums? Oh! Is that the kind of ancient musical instrument struck with a mallet?" Yang Qi, who had already left his seat and walked quickly to Wu Lei's side, suddenly said, but the next moment he laughed out loud: "I know Old Wu, you like ancient musical instruments, but how can we have such things in our observation post? Are you hallucinating? Or do you want me to give you a drum at your wedding, tsk tsk, you old boy is really a ghost , ancient musical instruments are not cheap..."

"Shhh, listen carefully! It sounds like a drum, but it doesn't look like it!" Wu Lei didn't mean to be half joking, he waved his hand again to interrupt Yang Qi's words, and said very seriously.

"I don't know as much about ancient musical instruments as you do. How can I tell the difference between the sound of the drum? Besides..." Before he could finish speaking, Yang Qi suddenly stopped because he also heard a strange sound .

"That thumping sound must be the sound of drums!" Swallowing the saliva that was excessively secreted due to nervousness, Yang Qi asked tremblingly, "Why is there such a sound in our outpost?"

"You stare at the monitor, I'll check the various facilities in the outpost!" Wu Lei, who had always been very calm, stood up from his seat and said decisively.

But before he left the monitoring station, Yang Qi grabbed his arm.

Wu Lei looked at Yang Qi suspiciously, but Yang Qi pointed at the screen behind him, unable to speak.

"This, this is impossible, how can sound be transmitted in a vacuum?" Turning his head and looking back at the screen behind him, Wu Lei was also slightly sluggish, and then said in disbelief.

The screen behind him shows the real-time scene of the center of the battlefield. There, a large space is alternating between rising and falling with the "drumbeat", as if there is a huge drumstick hitting hard on the back of the space. Hit the general.

"Gudu!" The sound of swallowing saliva from the two at the same time was so obvious in the empty surveillance hall.

"Our outpost is at least light minutes away from there? Even if the sound can be transmitted through an unknown medium, it can't reach us, right? It must be our auditory hallucination!" Yang Qi said tremblingly, "As for this Image, I'm going to check the quantum communication equipment!"

Yang Qi turned around and was about to check the equipment, but was caught by Wu Lei. He had regained his composure and said in a heavy tone: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. You should send the image back to the fleet first, and then go to check it." Equipment, in 3 minutes I will start preparations for the jump!"

Hearing that Yang Qi's frightened face turned pale again, he asked in disbelief, "You mean those high-energy life forms?"

Seeing Wu Lei nodding his head with difficulty, Yang Qi's knees almost gave way and he fell to his knees on the alloy floor, but the next moment, without Wu Lei's help, he ran to his console without Wu Lei's support.

After 3 minutes, the spherical observation post No. 7807 disconnected the gravitational anchor, and began to accelerate towards the direction away from the abnormal area of ​​the battlefield, until it reached the jump standard and entered the jump wind tunnel.

At the same time, from a more macroscopic perspective outside the universe, one can see a hole in the sky wrapped in bright streamers, which is hitting the outer cosmic barrier of the ink world forcefully.

"Ouch! Cough cough! I'm sorry Senior Brother Chang, I didn't know I was dizzy!" Inside the cave in Baiyunli, a disciple of Huamo Peak supported Chang Wu with a pale complexion, and said guiltily.

"It's okay, everyone is dizzy, you're just more serious than others!" Chang Wu, who was supporting his junior with one hand and tightly holding the cigarette rod with the other, also said with some difficulty.

Just as he said, those monks who stood or sat on the white clouds in the cave had only a few good-looking ones.

"It's no wonder those Yuxu Palace disciples looked weird before they set off!" Chang Wu, who usually showed a serious face, couldn't help complaining as he looked at the constantly shaking scenes around him.

"This Yuxu Palace is really rich! This is the first time I have seen this method of using the cave as a battering ram and a landing ship!" Yue Wudi, who was not in the vanguard army, was also complaining. He doesn't know how the vanguard army feels, but after seeing Yuxu Palace's attack methods that don't cherish the cave and fairyland, he still can't help but feel jealous.

"This is also to better adapt to the laws of the other world!" An elder of Xinglou Temple continued, but seeing his wry smile, one can know that he is also heartbroken.

It can be seen from this that, in terms of family wealth alone, there is a difference between the nine major factions.

　The distance from the sun to the earth is about eight light minutes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)