Chapter 652 Promise

The souls of the pilgrims did not completely return. These illusory things were only temporarily gathered in an illusory place, and a part of their memory was erased, and then placed back into the reshaped body.

Now, this process is finally over.

The broken temple spacecraft has been swallowed by a larger giant. The internal hangar soon has a shuttle boat approaching them, scanning, dismantling the broken shell, and removing the radioactive interstellar dust.

Then there are constant shouting. The "Holy Bell" system resumed operation and established contact with the "New Marin". The other party asked the pilgrims' ship to undergo quarantine and troubleshooting. After there is no risk, the two crews will meet face to face again.

The bishop readily agreed, and then he briefly explained the situation to the survivors:

"Everyone, we have gotten rid of the nightmare cloud! Now we are saved, praise the Lord! Please rest assured that the other party's broadcast is obviously releasing goodwill."

Everyone's face showed a happy look, and they all began to praise the Lord. The injured priest also rushed to the cockpit with the help of the Paladin. He held the Oracle tightly and saw that most of the crew were present, but the technical priest was missing.

Soon the bishop changed his face. He said solemnly and lowly: "However, in order to get rid of the terrible area, our technical priest made bold attempts and fearless sacrifices, and held on until the last moment. He and other brothers in the engine room were called by the Lord!"

This news shocked everyone. They restrained their smiles, lowered their heads and began to pray.

The most uncomfortable one was the priest. He would rather continue to quarrel with that guy than hear such bad news. The bishop was still remembering sadly: "Not only them, we also lost brothers and sisters in other fleets. May they rest in peace!"

When the prayer was almost done, everyone's feet gradually left the ground-not because they also wanted to ascend, but because the gravity system of the temple spacecraft itself began to collapse.

Not only that, the shield and life support system have also reached their limits. They should be thankful that they were discovered and accepted by the New Marlin in time, otherwise, even if these people successfully escaped, they would not be far from collective martyrdom.

The broadcast from the big ship sounded again: "We noticed that your ship has stopped operating and will cover the gravity well in the hangar. Please be careful."

Before the broadcast ended, new gravity came and successfully knocked the charlatan in the ship to pieces. Jonas put away the telescope and gloated to his companions what he saw from the other side's porthole: "Look at the charlatan in the red robe, his butt must have been broken into four pieces!"

Alec looked helpless. Jonas was obviously a middle-aged man like him, but his mentality was still similar to when they first met: "We have given them enough time to prepare, and now it's our turn to go."

At this time, he and Jonas' positions on the ship were both system engineers, responsible for maintaining a small part of the various magic-driven operating systems in the spacecraft.

Although Alec is nominally the owner of this giant ship as the investor, he is neither the captain nor holds any other important position. He only indirectly exerts influence through the Royal Heritage Foundation, and he hardly uses this power.

Jonas never understood Alec's absolute low profile, and ultimately attributed it to Alec's idea of ​​being the protagonist of a cool novel and his habit of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. "You are definitely looking forward to experiencing the feeling of pretending to be a slap in the face one day!" Jonas said this sentence very confidently in private.

Alec just smiled at this. The real reason is that he doesn't want to get involved in too many "vulgar things" and would rather deal with magic circuits. There are also realistic factors:

The "New Marlin", a permanent residence ship that took fifteen years to build, is scheduled to be the first immigration ship to enter the New World. It carries almost all the last population of the empire, more than 3,700 people from the border territory.

With the main plane completely "corrupted", this ship is the last mobile territory of the empire. However, as long as Alec dares to step forward and show his legal inheritance of the empire, neither the alliance nor the Second Republic of Valois will let the "New Marin" leave the port.

So it's good now. He has fulfilled his promise in his youth, and he just needs to arrive in the new world at the sixteenth anniversary.

"Alec, Jonas, go to the designated location and take over the control system of the target." [Telecommunication] sent the order.

"Received." The two raised their wrists. Under the sapphire dial was no longer a complicated pointer, but a pool of developer. It is said that it is a saturated solution of something, and with the stimulation of magic, it will precipitate crystals of different reflected waves. Alec couldn't say specifically. In recent decades, alchemy has developed to the point where no one calls himself an alchemist in general, but humbly says that I am doing something.

The developer began to fluctuate, and the picture changed from hazy to clear, which also meant that the destination of their short-distance transmission had been locked. The two activated the drive table and were teleported from the control room in the hangar to the cockpit of the Temple spacecraft. There were many people standing or sitting here. It was obvious that someone had been successfully "sneak-attacked" by the gravity well and had not recovered yet.

Alec glanced at Jonas, as if to say: Look at what you have done!

Not only they were teleported, but also the liaison representatives sent by the spacecraft, who were similar to diplomats. The lady with a stern look was originally an official of the earldom. In addition, there were armed personnel and more technicians on the scene.

So Alec and Jonas, two "intermediate spellcasters", were not conspicuous. They could pry open the maintenance cover of the console in the corner while several paladins were watching in confusion and tell them that they were "repairing".

A paladin even expressed his gratitude on the spot, and Jonas accepted it with a smile.

The church certainly had no alchemy attainments, and all the circuits were as old as decades ago and unified with the technology of the alliance. Yes, this ship decorated like a church was manufactured in perfect compliance with the fourth edition of the safety technology protocol. They connected their drive table to the ship control system while manually connecting the circuit to a transceiver.

As they fiddled with it, with the transceiver as the center, short blue light ripples rippled on the circuit of the temple ship, and suddenly a fresh air flow blew out from the dome of the ship.

The power supply of the temple ship has been repaired. Just now, the two of them let the ship spirit of the "New Marin" take over the ship and start its own life-sustaining array group.

"Done." Jonas, who had finished his work, was not in a hurry to leave. He pulled Alec to watch the show-these days in the star world, charlatans are considered a rare species, especially a ship of charlatans, which is a rare group.

"Are you talking about the new calendar? Sorry, I'll convert it. Forget it, let's put it this way. We are the Pilgrim Fleet that set out in the fifty-third year after the Black Sun Disaster. I am Archbishop and Captain Estherwell. This is the twelfth year of our route."

When this was said, all the members from the "New Marin" were extremely surprised.

The contact person asked: "How long have you been trapped in the nebula?"

"Well, more than a month. Our fuel and supplies are exhausted, so thank you very much for your help."

"No, you have been trapped for fifteen years!"

"What? What about the other Pilgrim Fleets?"

"We didn't know that just three days ago, the Maxim opened a transmission channel to the "End of the World" and we will be there soon. During this period, no other ships of the Order Church Pilgrims were found."

The electric shock-like inspiration exploded from the head of the priest again, and he shouted madly: "Don't go! Don't go! The promised new world is a lie! The oracle is false! It's all false!"