"Where did the message come from?"

On the halo of the synchronous orbit of the parent star of the Sok Empire, the Empire's prophet Hasta asked several intelligence personnel who stood in front of him to report, but were actually on the far side.

"Dear Prophet, according to the analysis, the information is very likely to come from the silver nuclear location." An intelligence officer said respectfully, "When the message reached us, it had already crossed tens of thousands of light-years, and we had inquired about the relay station on the way, and there was no relay record at all."

"You want to say that the transmission method of this Ansebo is completely different from that of us or what humans know?" Hasta asked incisively.

"At present, this is the case," said the intelligence officer. "Our technology is far from meeting the standard of such message propagation. The Ansai wave signal sent by the target has the characteristics of a pulse signal. It is transmitted from the target area and is constantly back and forth at a certain frequency, just like a sound wave reflected from the wall. The continuous energy makes it in a process of continuous self-enhancing."

Hasta was silent. This technology definitely belonged to humans. If they had this powerful technology, they would have expanded their territory to a wider depth of the Milky Way, rather than being involved in the war vortex as they are now, they must be ready to repair the Ansaibo repeater destroyed by the Zerg at any time, and even change the appearance of the repeater in various ways, hide between them and the planetary belt, avoid Zerg's detection, and ensure the smooth flow of war information.

"Does the 'Descendants of the Loss' mentioned in the deciphered information have conclusive evidence?" Hasta continued to ask, obviously, he became interested in this matter.

"Yes, yourselves." said the intelligence officer on the opposite side. "A part of the vocabulary recorded in the 'holy stone' inherited from our tribe is roughly the same as that sent by Ansebo. Although we have almost lost the right to inherit this language after ten thousand years, there is no doubt that the words "Los" and "descendants" are mentioned in it."

"Well, I understand," Hasta said. "You continue to do the final thing and report it to me immediately if there is a new conclusion."

"I understand, Your Excellency the Prophet."

Hasta turned the chair. In the low gravity mode, the chair was suspended, carrying him slowly to the viewing window beside him, thinking in a daze. This scene seemed sacred and noble, and a group of templars in charge of guards were not squinting, but were ready to receive orders at any time.

In the distance, Hasta's eyes were the unchanging parent star Pavella. The reconstruction plan was mentioned many times, and it was about to be implemented because of the slowdown of the Zerg attack. However, drastic changes followed one after another. The Zerg, a fragment destined to be a natural enemy of smart species, was deeply rooted in the bones. They bravely launched a war that affected multiple races with their huge power - the Galactic War.

Then, during this darkest and most desperate four years, all species lived a displaced life—including the Zerg that provoked disputes. Although they were powerful, they were not invincible. On the contrary, when the Alliance and the Zerg attacked each other unscrupulously, the Zerg paid far more than the Alliance.

Massacre of alien races has become the only melody of race survival. Zergs constantly attack the "living" planets they can find. Like locusts passing through the border, they left arrogantly and domineeringly, looking for the next stop to spread the disaster.

But the Zerg also does not have enough power to defend all their planets. According to statistics, the Sok tribe and humans have paid a total of 100 million planets, including industrial planets. Among them, hundreds of planets have been turned into ashes, and the number of people who died has long exceeded 100 million. What about the Zerg? Their continuous expansion has also brought more exposure possibilities. The number of planets lost more than three times that of the alliance, and there are almost no dead bugs.

To be fair - there are always believers who preach the Zerg's upcoming victory - the war has continued until now, and no matter which side, they have suffered a lot. The Zerg overestimated its own strength and the strength of the racial alliance; the alliance underestimated the determination of the Zerg and overestimated its ability. Everyone, including creatures trapped in the war, did not expect that things would develop to this point, and no one would have thought that one day they would even use the spaceship floating around as their home.

In addition to the Zerg, although these guys are constantly suffering from the destruction of the planet, they still occupy any available planets they can find, spreading the swarms and green Oaks to all parts of the galaxy, constantly hoarding the power to start wars in the future, and constantly creating weapons that can burn the planet into coke.

This group of madmen! Hasta cursed in his heart. When talking about Zergs, it was all hatred. Now when talking about Zergs, more people's hearts are tired. No one can predict when this war without beginning or end will end. Maybe one day, maybe all life is the real end.

But as the spiritual pillar of the empire, the prophet could never lose his confidence - he even needed to constantly shape prestige and constantly rekindle the hope of saving his home and exterminate the Zerg. The mysterious signs that appear now seem to invisibly indicate that the omnipotent "Los God" is guiding them.

This feeling is indescribable and unfounded. But Hasta is willing to believe that the mysterious area where Ansebo was launched, the Sok tribe must advance. The descendants of Los are undoubtedly their destined chosen people, and there are what they need to bring them back to life.

Although this move will take some of the garrison forces, causing the already exhausted empire to face more unexpected dangers; causing the failure to face countless scoldings; allowing the already high-loaded veterans to face collapse faster; and even the cruel truth will lead to hope being gone!

But faith has made Hasta unable to violate it. He will send one-third of the force of a fleet closest to the area - the maximum amount they can provide for the ocean. Twelve spacecraft arrive at that place as fast as possible and embark on a continuous journey to pursue the mission!

This may be the premonition of the "prophet".

...

Humans also received this kind of information beyond common sense. But they were more of a lack of understanding of the content. No matter how you read it, they could not find a reasonable explanation, and they were also clueless. Moreover, the coalition forces could no longer draw more power to go on the ocean again.

The Zerg is now like a mad dog biting people, chasing the target. All human energy is spent resisting their attacks, and they can no longer find any strength to explore the place that may be false. Wasting months will cause humans to face a more unpredictable crisis.

However, when the Sok tribe was highly valued, human views finally changed - most of the reasons were because of the unusually mysterious secrets of the Sok people.

"The Sok tribe quietly sent a fleet to the Silver Nuclear Location?"

On the planet Aesbak, the head of state Blair asked his agents who were specifically responsible for collecting alien intelligence. Several ghost-like guys appeared in front of him in the form of holograms. The background lights were dim, and the agents acted more like ghosts buried in the darkness.

"Your Excellency, to be precise, one-third of the fleet." An intelligence officer said, "The Sok tribe, like us, cannot send more forces out, otherwise the Zerg that received the intelligence will likely increase their troops and launch an attack, causing the few Sok tribe colonized planets to be catastrophic."

Blair nodded, "The Socks aren't going to reveal a little bit of news to us?"

"So far, they've been tight-lipped."

"This group of cunning bastards!" A hint of displeasure flashed across Blair's face. Although the great union of races has become an indisputable fact, the technologies of both sides have been shared on a large scale, and humans and Sok people have successfully contacted each other and even lived together on a land, the brothers are still clear about the accounts. In a certain aspect, the racial prejudice between the Sok people and humans cannot be easily eliminated.

Intelligents automatically filtered the swear words of the head of state. This seemingly endless war has made many people lose patience and hope.

"Can you guarantee that what they translated is the accuracy of the words "summoning the descendants of Los"?" Blair asked. It was undoubtedly the information that could attract his attention.

"We are very sure, Master." Another intelligence officer said, "from the confidential information we quietly stole and from the Sok informants. They have cracked some of the content of Ansebo's information, which has been discussed many times."

"No matter what the facts are, we need to send some of the forces." Blair said after careful consideration. "Send a squadron to defend the core of the empire and immediately conduct interstellar oceans. The first priority is to explore the area where the mysterious signal is transmitted, and the second is to track the Sok tribe."

"But Mr. Fungalow, this may put a crisis in the core area..." a Defense Ministry official standing in front of Blair whispered.

"Slow down Aesbuck's defense, I don't need a high-level defense for the time being. Even if the Zergs want to attack here, they must consider the safety of their own territory after the power is deficient - for now, the Zergs cannot do this."

The Ministry of Defense officials remained silent for a moment and stopped talking.

Blair gave up the strength to strengthen his nest and drew an additional fleet to the source of Ansebo. He could fully strengthen his strength to protect himself, or mobilize troops from other areas, but the urgent situation was in front of him, and he could not always care about himself, nor could he lose his big mistakes because of the small.

...

When the Zerg received this news, the two leaders were still in a fierce dispute with the alien race. Although some of the predictions of the surrenderers had "ineffective" - ​​for example, the Zerg announced the news of its upcoming victory a year ago, who would have thought that humans and the Sok would be so tenacious when they united.

But the stewards still firmly believe that the Zerg is on the side of the victory scale. They are busy working on the matter of opening up the starry sky, and ignore how much the planet has been destroyed and the carrier will disappear one day. The most important thing is that the alien race has been forced to desperately be at a loss and is about to die.

Zerg-like confidence makes them feel that the war is about to win.

Even when believers focus on the research of mysterious information, they still fail to attract the attention of the masters. The power of technology has always confused the Zerg, and the insect swarm's understanding of mysterious information cannot be improved to the point where the aliens continue to understand and guess in depth - they are fighting with two gangs of aliens.

Moreover, they have no reason to interfere with the "descendants of Los", which is completely contrary to the concept of the believer society - since the "Los God" is by their side, why should we adapt to the call from a further distance? Isn't this a false and fabricated fact?

To a certain extent, the queen was not interested in this, and the master might understand it. However, the propaganda of "Los God" once hindered him at this time. He himself was the "God" that he created in the minds of believers. If he still sent someone to pursue "miracles", wouldn't he be slapped in the face?

But a few months later, the dominant curiosity made him choose. This was attributed to the correct guidance of the surrenderers, who believed that although the true God looked at them, they were still testing their facts. Finally, a Zerg squadron set out under the leadership of Leviathan. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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