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Chapter 96
"Not long ago, I received a revelation from His Majesty the God Emperor. I know that Aurora will suffer from the attack and suffering of the Spirit Race, but I don't know the specific time and method."

Alexei said softly, turning off the emergency communication on the communication array, and then urged the returning imperial army to gather as soon as possible, and said to Bernatita: "I know that the Eldar led by the Supreme Prophet Salazar will attack Aurora, and Salazar knows that I know."

This is a conspiracy, and the conspiracy is not afraid that the other party will know.

The Aurora galaxy is located in the hinterland of the Esbenes star region, connecting multiple resource centers, and its strategic significance is very important. This is why it can become the first few galaxies to access the L-star gate network together with the core galaxy Nirvana and the mineral galaxy Asker.

Such a strategic point is garrisoned with a very complete resident defense force. She cannot imagine how the Eldar clan took down the L-star gate like lightning, but what is certain is that the next target of the Eldar clan is the main gate in Falla, which must not be lost.

Even knowing that there was an Eldar fleet waiting for an opportunity to pass through the defense line, she had to urgently mobilize her forces to take the initiative to empty the defense line built by the imperial defenders.

"Even if we know that the Eldar's attack on Xihe is just a bluff, and their main force is planning to cross the defense line and go deep into the Lost Dream Nebula, we must let the fleet gather here. You and I understand the importance of the main gate."

"What's more, the attack of the Spirit Race here is not a feint."

Alexey's short and plain words clarified what kind of mentality the Fordola's Ark Spirit Clan had towards this war.

"Being able to capture the well-defended hinterland galaxy Aurora in a very short period of time shows that the Ark Spirit Race of Fodora invested a powerful force that cannot be underestimated."

"What I saw in the Lustig Galaxy, the Eldar fleet that broke through the defense line and sailed to the depths of the Lost Dream star cluster is also unprecedentedly large. Except for the absence of the Arkworld ship, it can almost be determined to be the backbone of the Ark of Fodora."

"At this moment, the spirit clan's attack on Xihe is so fierce, it has surpassed the category of feint attack..."

Divide the offensive into three, and the strength of each attacking team is so strong, there is no doubt that the Fordola's Ark Spirit Clan has mobilized all forces, moved out all their families, mobilized every spirit warrior, and they have come out in full force.

During the long time that Bernardita served as a judge, she had no lack of contact with the Eldar. She had never seen an Arkworld that would devote all its strength in a certain war. Those cowardly bean sprouts who were always wise and safe rarely had such a decisive moment.

There is now.

"Even if we know what they are going to do next, we can only watch with our eyes. Let the Spirit Race go deep into the Lost Dream star cluster to find that artifact, will we get what we want?" Bernatita became a little discouraged after knowing the overall situation of the battle. After many years, this sense of powerlessness enveloped her again.

"There's really nothing we can do, but he won't."

Alexei put his hands on his chest, and his violet eyes showed almost crazy devout worship: "Everything I told you has already been mastered by the star bomber. He possesses absolute power and vast wisdom. Perhaps the army of the Eldar who crossed the line of defense may not have to face the wrath of the empire. What they will face is that great existence that looks like a god..."

The madness of the prophetess made Bernatita's skin crawl. Even though Alexei was also a believer in the state religion, it was the first time Bernatita saw her showing such an idiot like the state religion god stick when she witnessed the emperor's apparition.

"The information you requested has been delivered, so I should go."

Bernatita took a deep breath, put the helmet on the table back on, turned and left with the Blooddrinking Demon Sword in hand, and continued to the battlefield.

The Stargate offensive and defensive battle in the Xihe galaxy is still going on. As the assembled reinforcements arrive one after another, the Eldar's attack that can always hit the vital point makes the Imperial Army suffer heavy casualties, and the power of the Eldar is also constantly being consumed.

After the imperial defenders were withdrawn, on the other side of the star cluster's outer defense line, which was empty of defensive power, an elegant and nimble spirit bone fleet was cruising in the nebula.

As Bernatita said, this spirit fleet is indeed the backbone of the Ark of Fodora. There are several huge Leviathan-class battleships, and there are countless small and medium-sized ships escorting them. They are as flexible as fish, like mysterious elves wandering in the sea of ​​stars, swimming in groups towards the center of the vortex.

The full-scale action of the Fordola Ark Spirit Race was personally formulated by the Supreme Prophet Salazar. This venerable elder had gone too far on the way of the Prophet and could not turn back. He left the Prophet Council on the Arkworld ship and personally led the Spirit Bone Fleet to the gate of the new world, the entrance of the Pure Land.

In the center of the school of fish, on the Leviathan ship "Dragon of the Nether", surrounded by a group of small warships, the supreme prophet "Salazar" in a robe and mask stared silently at the hazy starry sky blurred by nebula in front of him.

He enjoys and cherishes the present when he can safely observe the thread of fate.

"A few years ago, when we first came here, the thread of fate in the Nebula of Lost Dreams seemed to have been fiddled with by some powerful existence, making it messy and knotty."

Salazar said as if talking to himself: "At that time, whether observing fate or predicting the future here, it was very difficult, and even life-threatening."

Under the steps where the Supreme Prophet stood, an Eldar warrior wearing full armor and a mask that could never be removed was half-kneeling on the ground, listening to the words of the Prophet, and said in a low voice: "No matter how rough the waves are, they will eventually dissipate."

Salazar nodded slightly.

It turned its gaze to the hazy nebula in front of the "Dragon of the Nether". In the eyes of this supreme prophet, the starry sky is never empty, and there are endless threads floating in the dreamless stars, which are the "destiny" that binds all intelligent creatures.

The ripples of fate gradually subsided after the existence known as the "star bomber" by the human monkeys disappeared.He and the Prophet Council tried their best to smooth out the thread of fate in the nebula, making it possible to observe fate here.

However, until not long ago, when countless reconnaissance teams were sent out from the Ark World of Fodora and it was discovered that the development of the indigenous civilizations in the constellations was inversely proportional to the distance from the center of the vortex, the prophets also observed a strange phenomenon:

In the case that the number of imperial defenders has not changed significantly, the thread of fate in the lost dream star group is constantly increasing and becoming denser, and these countless threads of fate are all drifting to the same place.

In other words, they originally extended from the same point.

"Pure Land..." Salazar called softly.

(End of this chapter)