Han Lang did not add fuel to the fire, but told Pastiai all the details truthfully.

The atmosphere in the warship command room became more and more serious, and no one even dared to breathe loudly, listening quietly to Han Lang's bloody report.

On the other side of the screen, Pasdiai, located in the center of the distant Galaxy, had never moved since Han Lang's report, his eyes widened wider and he could not believe his ears.

There is no doubt that this is a tragic battle that can be recorded in epics. Although Han Lang's words are dull, people can still feel the suffocating expedition from it.

"Expedition members Ma Jingkong, Du Haiming, Carson, Bai Wan'er, Liu Gongjin, Wu Yong, Xiao Hanfeng, Nie Tian, ​​Terry, died in battle! Lesse, Riley, Arthur, whereabouts unknown!"

"The report is completed!" Han Lang said in a firm voice.

In the command room, a young female soldier couldn't help crying, her eyes were red, she covered her mouth with force to prevent her from making a sound, but her chest was twitching repeatedly.

Huh ~

Opposite the screen, Pasdiai breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes full of surprise: "The Dark Apostle? Who came out of the genetic culture vessel? Has superpowers? Can control the dark beast? Can he pretend to be anyone?"

Han Lang said in a deep voice: "Those are only abilities we currently know. We don't know whether the apostles have other abilities."

"It is recommended that the alliance be prepared as soon as possible. The prophecy of the asylum may be fulfilled. There is reason to believe that the appearance of the Dark Apostle is a precursor to the return of the prehistoric civilization to the Milky Way, and that prehistoric civilization is hostile to humanity."

"No! This is impossible!" Pastiai shouted: "Prehistoric civilization has perished! They had disappeared from the Milky Way 25,000 years ago! Shelter, I don't believe the damn prophecy at all!"

Han Lang showed a sympathetic look in the face of Pastiai's anger. Human civilization was established on the basis of prehistoric civilization. If prehistoric civilization really returns to the Milky Way as predicted, it would be a huge disaster for all human beings.

Han Lang had met the apostle and accepted the prophecy of the asylum. Pastilia had just woken up from his dream and was unwilling to accept this cruel ending.

Han Lang said calmly: "Whether it is a prehistoric civilization or another civilization, there is only one thing we should do, that is, gather the strength we can gather and fight the enemy to the end! Never give up easily!"

"Maybe it's time to turn your attention to the world outside the galaxy. The universe is very large. Even without prehistoric civilization, there is no guarantee that we will not encounter other enemies in the future. Surviving in such a cruel universe, war is our only choice."

Pastiai was a little hard to believe that he would say such firm and philosophical words from Han Lang.

He said coldly without saying anything, "Where are you now?"

"It is located at the junction of the wilderness and the turbidity field, and it is almost a month away from the Milky Way."

"I understand, keep in touch. I want to inform the twelve permanent members of the matter. Maybe you will need to return to the league for a face-to-face report."

"But I've reported everything I know."

Pastiai shook his head and said sadly: "I can understand you and I am willing to believe you because we are all warriors! But you must know that the alliance is not a world where warriors are in power, but politicians. Maybe I will need you to personally help me convince the heads of the major permanent members. After all, you are a survivor of the relic of A43, and someone will be willing to listen to your words."

Han Lang whispered: "I understand. If I need to report myself, I will try my best to rush back no matter how far I am. But I am not doing this for politicians, but for everyone living in the galaxy."

Bang ~

When the timing communication port was closed, Han Lang rushed to a big hand and pressed it on his shoulder.

Looking back, it was Ye Zhonghe. He said with red eyes: "It turns out that you have done so many things for the alliance, and even a war god like Ma Jingkong was killed."

Han Lang shook his head and said, "No, Ma Jingkong was not killed, but died bravely like all heroes! This is very different."

"Yes, they are all real heroes!"

Han Lang saw that the appearance of the starry sky outside the porthole had changed, and red nebula began to appear, so he asked curiously: "Where is this?"

Ye Zhonghe said: "While you reported to the Alliance, we did not stop. Now we have left the wild star domain and entered the turbid star domain."

"Oh." Han Lang frowned slightly and agreed.

Ye Zhonghe thought for a while and said, "If you are not in a hurry to go back to the alliance, go with me to our base in the Turbid Star Domain, and the lady is there too."

"To be honest, the head of the family also believes in the prophecy of the shelter, and you may get a lot of useful information when you see the head of the family."

Han Lang was stunned, "You mean Ye Guhong? He knows the news about the Dark Apostle?"

Ye Zhonghe whispered: "You should know that a year ago, the lady said goodbye to you and went home after the order of the head of the family. The head of the family seemed to know that there would be riots in the ruins. Before that, he had been exploring the depths of the Milky Way, and the expeditionary fleet had been walking back and forth for seven years."

"When he came back, there was only the head of the family, driving a scarred assassin-level ship. Since then, the head of the family has changed drastically. He took us directly to the Milky Way and moved his home to the turbid star field. He even felt that the turbid star field was not far enough and wanted to go further."

"There must be some inevitable connection in this. Although the head of the family will not say it, we subordinates can also feel it. With your relationship with the lady, I believe the head of the family will be willing to tell you the secret that he does not want to reveal to us."

Han Lang was stunned. Of course, Han Lang remembered Ye Weiwei's strange departure a year ago and the subsequent tragedy that occurred in the relic of A19.

Since Ye Guhong is not far from here, you can first meet the head of the legendary adventure family and hear what he says.

Ye Zhonghe comforted Han Lang and said, "Don't worry, leaving the Milky Way is the back garden of our Fenglin Guye clan. If you want to go back to the alliance, we can send you back in the shortest time through a secret passage that only the Ye family knows."

The Ye family is a very strange existence to Han Lang. Everyone here is looking at him with a very strange gaze. This gaze is obviously friendly, but perhaps it is because the Ye family members are so friendly to Han Lang that Han Lang feel a little uncomfortable.

Logically speaking, Han Lang and the Ye family did not have much interaction. They accompanied Ye Weiwei to the streets, hugged the animals, went to a nightclub, and fought with others. These things seemed insignificant to Han Lang and would not treat him specially.

But the people of the Ye family don't think so. They have their own problems. Although the storm girl Ye Weiwei is still young now, the lady will always get married sooner or later. As Ye Weiwei's thunder and lightning storm becomes more and more powerful, no matter how big the Milky Way is, there are still only a handful of people who can marry Ye Weiwei. Han Lang happens to be one of the few choices Ye Weiwei chooses, and it may even be the only one.

With the help of the Ye family's communication route, Yuanyuan and the four major Vajras led by Rakshasa were contacted.

The robot fleet is Han Lang's most reassuring existence. No matter whether Han Lang is there or not, they work tirelessly, mining minerals and manufacturing starships every day, from one planet to another, wherever there are suitable minerals, they will expand their mobile production lines to wherever they have.

In case, Han Lang decided to continue production in the large army and let Xinghen lead three squadrons to the turbid star field to support him.

He also specially commissioned Yuanquan to modify several of the starships according to his preferences. The Claws are still in the center of the Milky Way. He cannot do without starships now. Han Lang, the newly put into production, has long wanted to try it.

In addition, Han Lang also contacted the Earth. Now, the Earth has no other arrangements except for the production and manufacturing aircraft carriers. Longchuan and the others are naturally able to handle the Earth's affairs well. Han Lang doesn't have to worry. By next month, the third Ming Axe-class aircraft carrier built by the Earth will be offline. In addition to the Feilong class, the Earth will have the scale of four flagships.

And this is just the beginning. With the improvement of the production line and the increasing skill of the workers, the manufacturing progress of the Nether Axe-level will be accelerated.

As for the three teachers in the Forgotten Realm, they were not only surprised and glad that their life in the Forgotten Realm was still the same. Although they cared about Han Lang, they were beyond the reach, so they had to tell him to be careful.

In short, three days after entering the turbid star domain, Han Lang finally approached the base established by the Ye family here.

In the command room, Ye Zhonghe pointed to the large nebula outside the porthole and said, "Look, this is the characteristic of the turbid star field. The large nebula is connected to larger nebula. In it, you can't see the starlight shining like the Milky Way. It's just these dusty clouds."

Han Lang nodded, "It's indeed magnificent. I don't know who lives in the turbid star field?"

Ye Zhonghe said: "In addition to our Ye family, there are also some businessmen who like to take risks. Of course, the most numerous are natives."

"Most of the natives in the turbid star field are relatively easy to deal with. We bring advanced goods from the Milky Way, which can easily be exchanged for precious goods and transported back to the Milky Way to sell them, which is a big profit."

"Of course, there are also those indigenous people who are not so easy to deal with, and some even gain the power left by prehistoric civilization through remains. For such indigenous people, war is needed to make them surrender."

Han Lang was stunned and curiously said, "There are also relics here?"

Ye Zhonghe said: "Of course, the technological level of prehistoric civilizations is much higher than that of today's alliances. Although most of them lived in the Milky Way at that time, there were also some ethnic groups who established bases in the wilderness, turbidity, and even the Gulf Meteor Field, farther away than the Gulf Meteor Field."

"These bases are the ruins of today, but the number is much smaller than that of the Milky Way. But these ruins outside the Milky Way are also beneficial, that is, there are usually no dark beasts inside, which is quite safe."

"After some smart indigenous people occupied the base left by prehistoric civilization, they drove out the warships inside, extracted the cultivation methods and equipment of prehistoric civilizations, armed themselves, and eventually became a powerful force in the turbid star field."

Han Lang didn't say anything. In fact, the stronger the prehistoric civilization, the more serious his worries were.

If such a powerful civilization returns to the Milky Way, how could humans be their opponent?

"Look, we're here!" The battleship came out of the wormhole. Ye Zhonghe pointed to a space station built in space and said, "This is our base No. 1."

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