Chapter 939
Emergency Rescue
Tawell sent the emergency message to every one of us. From the Emperor to the Matriarch, every Empire leader with the authority to directly oversee research projects above SS-class received the news. Aside from Pandora and Viska, who were purely military personnel and never involved themselves in research institute work, our whole family rushed to the Research Center's Disassembly Space within half a minute.
There was a reason for her urgent communication. As one of the final research projects of the Old Empire era, and an ancient relic the Fallen Apostle had been willing to sacrifice an entire fleet to seize, the Abyss Deep Diving Ship possessed almost immeasurable potential value. Every aspect of its analysis had always ranked at the very top of all research projects, and any information related to it carried the highest priority. Yet now, this ancient legacy that had gripped the nerves of countless people was on the verge of collapse. An inexplicable technical problem had caused the section carrying the Database in the two halves of the starship wreckage to suddenly activate, placing the fragile research module in mortal danger.
Only one section of the wreckage floated in the vast Disassembly Space where the accident had occurred. The other fragment of the Deep Diving Ship had been urgently transferred to another space, to prevent the two pieces from resonating and worsening the disaster. When we arrived at the scene in a rush, we immediately saw that something was wrong with the enormous wreckage before us. Twisted, flickering energy sparks danced across its surface. Smoke and flames continuously poured from beneath its ruptured armor plates. At the fracture where the starship had been split in two, it was clear that more than half of the internal passageways had automatically sealed shut